Shadow Empire

Chapter 804 Useful and Useless

The tall policeman and the short policeman live together. They bought the same house and live in the same house.

Neither of them is married, but they both have girlfriends.

Ever since they followed the sheriff and began extorting passing trucks, their pockets have gradually become fatter. They need to work shifts about twelve to fifteen days a month, and cash is running on the interstate highway every day!
A truck can receive a "fine" of two to five yuan. If twenty to thirty trucks are stopped a day, it is equivalent to an average person's monthly salary.

In other words, their work for one month is equivalent to that of an ordinary worker for one year.

The comfortable life that money brings makes them unwilling to get married.

If anyone has studied this aspect, they will find that the more financially well-off a family is, the later its members of marriageable age marry.

What money can bring them is a wider world, allowing them to have more desire to enjoy and explore this world, rather than putting reproduction first.

So look at those rich people, apart from the necessary political marriages, most of them will enjoy their lives until they are tired of that kind of life, and then they will settle down.

The poor need a stable family structure earlier than the rich because they are not competitive in "nature".

Once they miss the best time, it will be difficult for them to find suitable opposite sex again, and it is even possible that the inheritance of genes will end here.

Both policemen belong to the high-income group, not including the various stolen goods they sell and the like, so they have more time and opportunities to enjoy life.

They hired a maid and enjoyed themselves to their heart's content every day. This kind of life was actually quite good, a life that was similar to a collective, but not quite a collective life.

So they often joke with each other, you play a prank on me and I play a prank on you.

The short policeman didn't feel the hand on his shoulder being taken away. Instead, he felt a force pulling him back. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Shit, don't let me pee on you..."

He had actually been holding his breath when he turned around. He just wanted to scare his good friend, but what he was greeted with was a baseball bat.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.

The tall policeman who was inserting the key into the car door in the parking lot looked towards the alley ahead that was not illuminated by the street lamps. "Hey, are you in trouble?"

There was no response, so he called out again, but still no response.

He pulled out the key that had been inserted into the car lock, with an expression that said he would be in trouble. "Okay, you win. You'd better be careful. I'm not easily fooled..."

He walked to the alley, and when he was still a few steps away, he suddenly stopped and slowed down his pace. He guessed that his good friend was leaning against the wall, preparing to give him a "surprise".

So now, he plans to give the other party a "surprise" in return.

He was only one step away from seeing what was inside the box. With a smile on his face, he took a step forward and said in a slightly exaggerated and majestic tone, "Let me see which little bastard it is..."

His voice got lower and lower until he could no longer hear it -

There were four or five people standing in the alley, one of them had a cigarette in his mouth and was shaking a bloody baseball bat in his hand.

In fact, at night it is impossible to tell whether the stain on the bat is blood or something else, but the bat is white, and that black, flowing substance can only be blood.

He saw his partner lying in a pool of blood and swallowed.

He thought his partner was killed, but he was just lying on the foaming liquid he had just urinated.

He looked at these people, his scalp tingling and goosebumps all over his body. He was a little at a loss. He raised his thumb and pointed behind him, "My friend called me..."

After saying that, he smiled, as if it were real!
Then the next second, he turned and ran, but at the moment he turned around, he saw several people standing behind him, they were wearing gloves and holding guns.

Then the people in the alley rushed out and started beating him up.

"If you dare to shout it out, I will beat you to death."

The tall policeman who was originally planning to shout for help could only hold his head and be beaten. During this time, passers-by saw what happened here, but not only did they not call the police, they also left quickly.

No one wants to get into trouble at night, and these people look so different that they dare to beat up the police.

Alan was tired of playing, so he threw the bat to the little brother beside him, then lit a cigarette and took a breath, "Take them away."

Soon the two were forced into the car and drove out of the city.

The decision to take action was made by Lance. If Mayor Wade can deal with the mayor of New Bermingham, then Lance doesn't need to wait any longer.

Several cars rushed out of the city at a very fast speed and found an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

In fact, it cannot be said to be abandoned. The development of cities always has ups and downs. New Birmingham City also had opportunities for development in the past, but the city’s management did not seize it, resulting in the collapse of some speculators’ “land enclosure” investments.

The huge development of the city will definitely be accompanied by the expansion of the urban entity. These speculators who are well versed in the laws of urban development bought a large amount of land in the suburbs as soon as they saw a glimmer of possibility, and then built the lowest-cost warehouses.

They are all steel-structured warehouses with some prefabricated parts that are welded together to form a huge low-cost factory.

When the city develops, these lands will become valuable, and then it will be a good business whether selling them to the government or to new investors.

Among these people there were many professional speculators, and although this speculation failed, the land was still theirs.

They hired some staff who were not required to work here at very low prices, maintained ownership of the land, and began to wait.

If one day, New Birmingham City ushers in new development opportunities, they will only make more money from speculation!
Erwin and his team found such a lifeless warehouse area. It looked dilapidated and doomsday-like, but it was indeed the best place to hide criminals.

The car stopped outside a warehouse. The short policeman had regained consciousness and two men were dragged out of the car by their hair.

In fact, they can be allowed to come out on their own, but at this time they must be made to feel pain, fear and terror. Only in this way can the subsequent interrogation be carried out smoothly.

If you say, "Sir, please get off the car and cooperate with our work," they might even scold you later.

The two were "pulled" into the dim warehouse and then thrown heavily to the ground. They looked up and saw the guy in the baseball cap. Their fearful eyes were suddenly filled with hatred.

But before they had time to intensify their hatred, someone kicked a ball and hit the tall man.

The screams of pain brought the two back to the gentleman in an instant, and Erwin sat on the chair, "Give the two gentlemen a chair."

Two rusty chairs were dragged over from the side. The sound of the chair legs rubbing against the ground was harsh and terrifying.

The two of them helped each other to get up, looked at each other, and then sat down on the chairs obediently.

There were people all around, they were holding pistols in their hands, and some were carrying submachine gun belts. These people were wearing uniform clothes, and it was obvious that they were not people to be messed with!

The tall policeman's brain was more active, and he locked onto the identities of these people in an instant -

That batch of wine!
Alvin and his team actually still don't know the identities of these people. They only know that they are police officers. Judging from their ordinary appearance, their uniforms are no different from those of local police.

You can only be sure of that by seeing their police badge.

As they were thinking about this, two ordinary gang members began to search their bodies, taking out their wallets, lighters, cigarettes, keys, and various sundries and placing them in a box nearby, including their police badges.

The contents of the box were delivered to Erwin, who picked up a police badge. His attention was not actually on the badge itself at first.

As the light here was a little dim, the first thing he noticed was the other party's name, "David..." When he subconsciously looked down, he saw not the "New Bermuda City Police Department" but the "Indenno State Police Department", and he was stunned for a moment.

He picked up another police badge and identified it. It was also a badge issued by the State Police Department. His mind was a little confused at this point. Wasn't this the city police department?
Do all New Bern police officers have this kind of badge?
But… he couldn't convince himself like a fool, and he realized that these two people were actually police officers from the State Police Department and possibly the Highway Police.

But the people have been caught. We can’t just let them go just because they are state police, right?
Erwin threw the badge back, "Officer David, your friend told me that you took our wine."

As he spoke, he picked up a wine bottle from his feet. The tall policeman knew at a glance that it was them who let the peaked caps be sold in the city. He cursed, "Fuck!" and then took two deep breaths. He finally understood where the sheriff's pressure came from.

These people are so damn fierce, they don’t look like local gangs at all!

“Are you from Likalai State?”, he asked.

Erwin shook his head. "Wrong answer."

Before the tall policeman could react, someone suddenly tightened his neck from behind, someone else pressed his shoulders, and then a young man took a stick and hit him hard on the shin!

Just like that, he felt that even if his tibia was not broken, it was cracked!
It's very deserted here. Even if passers-by heard the screams, they would not stop but would run faster. Who knows whether the screaming is from a human or an evil spirit?

This is the Commonwealth, a place where people believe in God and the devil!
"My leg is broken!" The tall man almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth. Erwin raised his hand and the others let go of him.

"Look, it's just a broken leg. It's just a little pain in your life. You would be more afraid of something than a broken leg, right?"

"Answer my question, Officer David, where is our wine?"

"Where are the people we escorted the wine with?"

“Who planned these things?”

The short police officer turned his head and looked at the tall one. The tall one pursed his lips, blinked his eyes, and took a deep breath, "It's the Sheriff!"

He knew what the short policeman meant, and that was to tell him not to say anything. After all, he was the sheriff, their immediate superior. If these gangsters couldn't deal with the sheriff, they would be dead!
As the tall man mentioned the key person, the sheriff, the short policeman sighed heavily. He knew that they no longer had any choice.

"Our people were checking vehicles on the highway before and found your transport vehicle. There may be broken bottles of wine inside. When the cargo box was opened, it smelled of alcohol. The sheriff found out about it and planned to take action against your vehicle."

"I swear, I wasn't involved. At that time, my partner and I..." He paused, then looked at the shorter policeman, "this idiot. We were still selling toasters in the city."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the person next to you!"

In any case, he had to clear himself first. He didn't care whether it was true or not. He believed that these people didn't care either. All they wanted was the mastermind and the wine worth millions.

Erwin lit a cigarette and said, "Tell me in detail."

So he told Alvin what had happened again, and Alvin's face looked gloomy after listening.

All the family members were their brothers and sisters, and now those young people died here. Some of them may be only eighteen or nineteen years old, and some are only in their early twenties.

Their lives have just begun.

Although everyone knows that joining the Lance family always involves facing various risks, the price is still too heavy.

Erwin was silent for a while. "Actually, if you want money, you can talk to Mr. Lance. Mr. Lance is very generous and will fill your greedy chasm instead of killing our people and stealing our things!"

He looked at the tall policeman, "I like people who talk...", and then looked at the short policeman, "I noticed that you used your eyes to persuade Officer David not to tell us the truth."

"I don't like people like you."

He stretched out his hand to the side, and a pistol was pulled out of Allen's holster and placed in Erwin's hand.

The short policeman was stunned for a moment, and then he started yelling, "I didn't do that, you must have seen it wrong!"

He turned to look at his brother, "Fuck, tell them I didn't do that!"

Erwin fired at him, but the trigger was not pulled. Allen couldn't help but smile, "Safety, bro."

Erwin glanced at him and turned on the safety. At this time, the tall policeman had already reacted, "He didn't do that, sir, he didn't do that!"

Seeing that Alvin didn't listen to his explanation at all, the short policeman was unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he stood up and ran away.

But how can a person run faster than a bullet?

kua, kuakua……

The sound of gunfire in the warehouse was different from the sound of gunfire in the open space outside, and it was a bit dull.

The short policeman fell directly to the ground. He tried to get up, but fell to the ground again after running two steps. Then he struggled to turn over, looking at the blood stains spreading on his chest, gasping for breath.

Alvin walked in front of him, and in just ten seconds, he had already started using the jaw-down breathing method, and his chest and abdomen rose and fell greatly due to the breathing movements.

One of the bullets grazed the pulmonary artery and almost filled his lung cavity within a dozen seconds!
Shooting at this time will not hurt him, but help him get rid of the pain quickly.

Erwin stood about four or five meters away from him, holding the pistol low, and began to pull the trigger mechanically without blinking.

The sound of Kuakua's gunshot continued until there was a click when the chamber was empty. He then glanced at the pistol in his hand and threw it to Alan.

The short policeman was no longer moving, all the bullets were focused on his head, and the other two people in the warehouse were so scared that they could hardly control their emotions.

The tall policeman was slightly better, but the one wearing a baseball cap was so scared that he peed his pants!
Although he is a gangster, local gangs are not so wild!

He knelt on the ground next to the pillar, looked at Erwin with pleading eyes, and shook his head slightly, as if begging for something.

Erwin walked up to the man in the baseball cap, almost curled up with his forehead against the ground, and kept muttering "please" in his mouth. He just wanted to survive.

He had no idea that this batch of goods was so difficult to handle!
If he knew, he would never sell it, not even touch it!

Even if he fled to another place, he would not touch these goods!

Erwin looked at his back for a few seconds. "You're a lucky guy."

He did not have the habit of killing indiscriminately, although some people believed that the man in the baseball cap should also be killed because they were in the same group.

But Erwin had his own ideas. "Tell those people that these are our Lance family's goods. Let them bring the goods to ask for our forgiveness. Otherwise, after these people's affairs are over, we will clean up all the gangs in New Berming City!"

"You may go now, Mr. Hat."

The man in the baseball cap raised his head, tears and snot all over his face. He couldn't believe that he was rescued?!
He looked at Erwin with surprise and walked towards him on his knees. The others drew their pistols and pointed them at him, but Erwin raised his hand to stop them.

He kissed Erwin's shoes. "God bless you, kind sir!"

As he said this, he took two steps back before getting up, keeping his back bent, and jogging out.

When he passed by the short policeman, his eyes were somewhat complicated.

This bastard sometimes bullied him, but now, he was lying less than a meter away from him.

I am still alive, but he is dead.

After Erwin watched Mr. Hat walk away, he turned to look at the tall policeman and asked, "What else are you worth?"

"If you can't find the value of living, I can only send you to meet your good brother in hell."

He drew his pistol and looked at him.

At this moment, Officer David only hated that his parents did not give him more brains so that he could think of ways to save himself faster.

Seeing Erwin taking the reloaded pistol again, he suddenly shouted, "I know what they look like and where they live!"

(End of this chapter)