Shadow Empire

Chapter 599 Just leave
It had been several days since Mr. Serre contacted Jordan. At first he was not too uneasy, and only felt a sense of satisfaction at the impending revenge.

But as Jordan had been gone for almost a week without any news, he began to become a little uneasy.

He asked around and found out that there was only one gang at a higher level in the entire Jingang City, and that was the Lance Family.

They are the head, the only gangster.

The five major families of the past have become a thing of the past, with only the Pasreto family left, but they are no match for the Lance family in terms of strength.

There are many small gangs further down. The underground world is actually as complex and diverse as the society above ground. It is impossible for there to be only one gang.

As long as there is injustice, struggle, humiliation, exploitation and oppression in this world, gangs will continue to emerge.

This is not to say that gangs are good, but during this period, these negative social influences will accelerate the birth of gangs.

Almost all gangs were created to fight against exploitation, oppression and social injustice.

Only a very small number of gangs may want to do bad things from the beginning and want to gain benefits through crime.

Especially in an environment with such absolute dominance as the Lance family.

After getting a little understanding of the situation in Jingang City, Mr. Serre became suspicious of the group of people who blackmailed him.

I wonder if these people are from the Lance family, if so.

So will Jordan's trip go smoothly?

Will he be able to get back the money he lost?

Can you teach that Wanli Pictures boss a lesson?
He didn't know that he really wanted to call Jordan and tell him that he would accept it even if he was responsible for the mediation and got back half of the money.

He no longer begged for all of it back, he just wanted half.

In the past two days, this thought would only occasionally appear in the form of "Will something happen?" when he was quiet, but in the past two days, he would think like this from time to time.

He lay in bed unable to sleep, thinking of many things in his mind, the most regretful of all, regretting that he should not have been greedy for the money and wanted to take away the part that did not belong to him even though he had signed the contract.

The total amount is just over 100,000, which is nothing compared to his current loss.

He regretted it.

Regret was like a poisonous but non-lethal snake that bit him hard, causing him to spend the rest of his life in regret.

Maybe it was because he was thinking too much, but he seemed to hear some noise coming from outside.

Only he and his family lived in the villa, his wife, a boy and a girl.

In fact, there was a maid working in the villa, but she did not live here because his wife suspected that the maid was seducing him, but could not find any actual evidence.

In addition, the maid had a very good relationship with their children, so although Mr. Serey's wife did not drive her away, she did not allow her to live here.

Who knows when she will be out of town and unable to come back, that bitch will climb into Mr. Serey's bed.

Therefore, the only people living here at night are Mr. Serre and his family.

Their son sometimes went to the restaurant to get some water at night, but this sound... didn't seem to come from the restaurant.

In the dark night, a pair of eyes reflecting faint light suddenly opened. He maintained the sleeping state for more than ten seconds, then slowly sat up.

He tried to slow down his movements as much as possible so as not to make any unnecessary noises.

He slowly opened the drawer and took out the revolver.

The owners of the villas nearby would prepare one or more weapons at the bedside, so it is not so safe here sometimes.

He walked to the bedroom door, put his ear against the door and listened for a while, but there seemed to be no sound.

Did I hear it wrong?

He began to question his own judgment, but quickly dismissed the idea. Holding the gun, he slowly opened the door, stood in the corridor on the second floor and looked down. He could not see anything in the dark living room, but there was a night light in the dining room.

Because sometimes they would go to the kitchen to get some food and drinks because of hunger, thirst and other problems.

He walked down the stairs slowly. Although the living room was dark, he could make out some outlines. There was no one here.

He breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Refrigerators are no longer a rare item, but their price of 350 yuan in Xinjin City makes them not yet available to every household.

And its rapid iteration also makes many people always want to wait.

But for those rich people, three hundred and fifty yuan is not a reason to prevent them from enjoying the fruits of science and technology first.

There is a faint strange smell in the refrigerator, or you could say a stinky smell, that's the smell of ozone.

There is one drawback of refrigerators. Unless they are kept below zero degrees at all times, bacteria will definitely breed.

Once bacteria grow, any food put in will be contaminated by the bacteria.

In order to solve this problem, scientists and capitalists sterilized the inside of the refrigerator by generating ozone through electrolysis. This also led to the fact that the refrigerator now always emits a faint strange smell.

Scientists also say that food protected by ozone is healthier, but in reality, it makes food taste weird.

So people basically put things in glass bottles, screw on the caps and put them in instead of just opening them and putting them in.

Mr. Serey took out a bottle of ice milk, put the gun on the cabinet beside him, then unscrewed the cap and poured the milk into the cup.

Drinking a glass of milk at night can help him sleep better.

Just as he tilted his head back to drink the milk in the cup and was about to go back to sleep, he suddenly noticed out of the corner of his eye that two figures suddenly appeared in the living room where no one was just now.

His whole body trembled violently, as if he had been greatly frightened, and he almost fell to the ground.

The glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. At the same time, he no longer cared about his painful instep and turned around to grab the pistol on the cabinet.

It was this movement of turning that made him realize that there was another person on his side, and who was very close to him.

The man stepped out of the shadows, a pistol in his hand, and looked at him.

At this moment, his blood seemed to run cold.

"Honey, what happened?" his wife called from upstairs.

After waiting for about seven or eight seconds and he didn't answer, his wife called out again, "Honey?"

Mr. Seray took a deep breath and said, "No, it's nothing. The cup fell to the ground."

The noise from upstairs faded away, and he lowered his voice. "There's a few hundred dollars in the drawer in the garage. I promise not to call the police. Take it and get out of my house..."

There was a hint of anger in his tone, "Jordan of the Angel of Death is my brother. If anything happens to me, I guarantee that nothing good will happen to any of you!"

"He will find you and avenge me!"

"If I were you, I would go to the garage right now, open the drawer, grab the money and the keys, take my money and drive away with my car."

"I promise, I won't call the police. Just think of it as us being friends."

His car was not a top-of-the-line luxury car, but it was also a very good car. At more than 3,000 yuan, it was considered an upper-middle-class car at that time.

Even if you sell it second-hand, you can still get more than a thousand dollars.

It did hurt a bit to have to pay nearly two thousand dollars all of a sudden, but between the money and life, he knew which was more important.

If it was really a burglary or even a robbery, his plan would have been successful by now.

It is better to leave safely with the cash and the car than to take greater risks to get money that may not necessarily be more than this.

But this time he met Lawn, Lance's man, so his little trick was destined to fail.

Lawn said softly, "You shouldn't have let that Jordan go to Golden Harbor City, Mr. Serey."

When Mr. Serre heard this, he knew he was in trouble.

His whole body was numb!
Something must have happened to Jordan, so these people appeared here. He was about to explain something when Lawn said, "Mr. Lance, please take your family to Golden Harbor City for a trip. You will have enough time on the way to think about how to survive safely."

Mr. Serey did not agree immediately, and his eyes shifted to the two figures in the living room.

Under the night light, there was a hint of madness in his eyes, but it was just a hint, not strong or obvious.

"If you do something you shouldn't do, I'm going to shoot you, then go upstairs and kill your wife and your children, and then burn the place down," Lawn said.

"Mr. Lance didn't ask me to bring you back alive, do you understand me?"

The madness in Mr. Sere's eyes gradually faded away, leaving only reason and fear.

Laun tilted his head towards the stairs and said, "Let's go and wake them up. Don't alarm the neighbors. I don't want a bloodbath here."

"Then pack your bags and set off."

Half an hour later, the family, with dark faces and in silence, carried their suitcases and got into the van they had driven. No one dared to resist under the intimidation of the gun.

In fact, if they really tried... Well, if they really tried, there would only be corpses left on the ground, but at least they are still alive now.

Mr. Serre left a note and told the maid that they were going out traveling and that she only needed to keep the house clean and tidy and not worry about anything else.

The car left Xinjin City under the cover of night and headed towards Likalai Province. After driving out of the city, Mr. Serre couldn't help but ask, "Jorden...is he okay?"

His only hope now lies on Jordan.

Lawn smiled and said, “I don’t know who you are talking about, but they all returned to God’s arms.”

Mr. Serey's eyes widened. He couldn't believe the news.

After a while, he lowered his head and pinched his nose, "My God..."

(End of this chapter)