Empire of Shadows

Chapter 266 A Botched Job [666+9]

Bill looked at the policemen standing there, his mind filled with colorful and passionate greetings for their parents.

He hadn't expected that these sons of bitches would do nothing.

In his mind, even if these policemen couldn't help him fight off the gunmen, they could at least… cause some trouble for them, right?

But look, what did they do!

They did nothing!

Actually, at this time the driver also realized something was wrong. Today, there were colorful flags hanging here, as if there was some event.

He seemed to have heard that, in these two days, "Boss, it seems like there are a lot of people here today…"

Bill also realized that the situation was not quite right, but just as the two of them were distracted, a child suddenly appeared directly in front of the vehicle.

The driver jolted. Although he was a gangster, he wasn't too bad. He slammed the steering wheel, and the car crashed into a bollard on the side of the road, almost grazing the child!

With a loud bang, the car came to a complete stop.

Bill cursed as he kicked open the car door and climbed out, but it was unclear who he was cursing.

Maybe he was cursing the people who were chasing him, maybe he was cursing the driver, maybe he was cursing the child, or maybe he was cursing himself.

In short, he stumbled out of the car door, uncoordinated, muttering curses. He could no longer stand steadily.

The violent impact caused a temporary problem with his balance system. He leaned against the car and glanced back.

Three cars were chasing after him. He cursed a few more times, turned around, and pushed the driver in the driver's seat, but there was no response.

Bill reached into his pocket and pulled out a gun.

"Brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I really can't."

He put the gun in his pocket, hunched over, and ran away.

Hearing the sound, Hiram, who was walking out from the other side, immediately changed direction. Lance was standing at a higher position and could see what was happening on the outer edge of the crowd.

He turned to look at Robert, "Call for backup."

Robert was stunned for a moment, then took off running!

He didn't know what calling for backup would do, but he knew that something bad must have happened.

Lance was a little worried about Hiram running so far. After excusing himself to the others, he also left in a hurry.

Fortunately, he had brought a weapon with him today. Now, Lance carries a weapon and magazines whenever he goes out. This city is indeed getting more and more chaotic, and more and more dangerous, for everyone!

The three cars quickly stopped, and several people got out. They walked to the car that had crashed, looked at the driver who had lost consciousness and was slumped over the steering wheel, and then looked at the back seat. There was no one there.

Their target was Bill.

In the process of growing and expanding, these gangs from Fides butted heads with some other gangs in the port area. They found that those street families were very difficult to deal with!

Although they were small in number, they were very united, and they were not afraid of death or consequences!

Many of these young people regarded Lance as an idol. Among the more mainstream rumors about Lance, the fact that he didn't fear death was the most frequently heard.

There were even many versions of stories about him killing hundreds of people with just a dozen or so people. After all, even William (Patricia's father) had believed it to be true!

Perhaps they couldn't yet understand what an idol was, but they knew to continue forward along the path of a successful person.

Not only in the port area, but the emerging forces throughout Goldport City showed a more ruthless style!

There had even been situations where two people didn't dodge or hide at close range, but instead held up their guns and shot directly at each other, eventually falling dead together!

The foreign gangs in the port area had clashed with them several times, and each had suffered some casualties.

This made them realize that integrating these difficult small families and gangs was not a smart choice.

They could easily lose a tooth, which wasn't worth it!

On the contrary, the Red Dog Gang, the largest gang in the port area, was unexpectedly "soft", just like Bill's dick in the rumors, limp.

In addition, Bill had recently been very high-profile about giving out money and guns, so today they seized an opportunity to give him a hard one.

Bill didn't know that his habits had been completely figured out by these people. He liked to eat breakfast on the side of the road. This morning, he came out of his house and found a place to prepare to eat something, but he ran into these gunmen.

His two bodyguards were most likely dead, and it was thanks to these two bodyguards that he had a chance to escape!

The guy standing in the front had a pair of deep blue eyes. His gaze was like that of a starving wolf, revealing a bloodthirsty emotion.

He had large tattoos all over his body, and there was a wolf's head on his shoulder. This was their symbol, the Fides Wolf Gang!

He looked at the surrounding crowd, trying to find Bill in the crowd. At this moment, someone suddenly stood up.

"Hey, you!"

Hiram walked over from the side, followed by Raun, and they were the only two.

He looked at these people and didn't feel fear because there were more of them, "There's an event here, don't cause trouble!"

He was already being very polite, but the other party glanced at the red armband on his sleeve. As if thinking of something, the hand placed on his chest, covered by his coat, suddenly made a backward drawing motion!

Hiram had been watching the other party's movements. When he saw that the other party seemed to be drawing a gun, he pushed Raun away and hid behind a bollard himself.

The moment the gunshot rang out, the surrounding crowd screamed and began to flee in all directions. Hiram noticed that some unlucky bastard seemed to have been hit by a stray bullet and fell to the ground screaming.

He suddenly felt like laughing a little, but he also pulled out his pistol and returned fire.

The intense gunfire instantly caused the people at the event site to frantically flee from the other side, including those on the rostrum. For a time, the entire pier was plunged into chaos.

Lance found cover and took advantage of the fact that the other party was focused on Hiram and Raun to fire several shots at them.

Someone was shot, but it didn't seem to hit a vital point. They retreated behind other cover, and for a time, they were in a stalemate.

"Who the fuck are you?"

"You motherfucking bitches, tell me who you bastards belong to!"

Hiram squatted behind the bollard, quickly poked his head out to take a look, and then raised his hand and fired a few shots.

The people on the other side didn't seem to want to communicate with them. At this time, Robert also ran back with people. Seeing that the strength of the two sides involved in the firefight had changed, the other party decisively chose to retreat.

Their driver drove the car to their side, and they retreated while firing. Although this kind of shooting wasn't necessarily accurate, who could guarantee that they wouldn't be hit.

"Let them go!" Lance shouted, and ultimately watched them leave.

After they had indeed left and gone far away, Hiram and Raun came out from behind the cover.

Lance saw that Raun's arm was stained red with blood and quickly walked over, "Are you injured?"

Raun nodded, "The bullet grazed me, it's not serious."

"Bear with it!" Lance borrowed a small knife from someone nearby and cut open Raun's sleeve. On the outside of his arm, there was a wound where a bullet had passed through.

Because the position where the bullet hit was too close to the edge, it was equivalent to a piece of flesh being completely torn off.

Although it was constantly bleeding, it was indeed not that serious, just a little scary to look at.

He used Raun's sleeve to tie up his arm to slow down the loss of blood.

While he was having someone call an ambulance, he walked to the car that had crashed.

The driver was already dead. The steering wheel had been pressing on his chest for too long, causing him to die of suffocation in his unconsciousness.

At this time, the sirens of police cars sounded in the distance. A large number of police cars rushed over. Lance put the pistol back in his pocket and looked at the approaching police cars with a displeased expression.

John came in person. After all, Lance had just given him money yesterday to take care of the activities here, but today he had screwed everything up.

John walked over with a faint smile on his face. He scratched his head, "Sorry, I seem to have messed up."

He said the words of apology, but there wasn't a trace of apology on his face. Instead, he had a kind of indifferent smile, which made Lance very angry!

"Is this your promise?" Lance looked at him.

John looked back, "There are a total of ten police cars here maintaining order, two police cars at each intersection, four police officers."

"Including those on the road, there are about fifty police officers here. Lance, this is already one-tenth of the police force of the port branch!"

Lance continued to stare at him, "But you screwed things up!"

John was also a little embarrassed and annoyed. He felt that Lance wasn't giving him face, and his tone became not very good, "You only gave me three thousand, not thirty thousand or three hundred thousand. It's impossible for me to hand over the entire police station to you!"

"Seeing as you're already an adult, Lance, you weren't injured, none of your people were injured. This was an accident!"

"Besides this event… maybe it was a little affected, and this unlucky bastard, there's nothing else…"

He wanted to say that no one else was injured, but looking at the two workers who were being helped over because they were accidentally injured, he closed his mouth.

"In short, you are unharmed, Lance, don't cause me trouble!"

As he spoke, more than thirty cars came from outside, and a large number of people armed with weapons got out of the cars. They directly surrounded the police.

The faint, arrogant smile on John's face finally disappeared.

He walked up to Lance, facing him face to face, "What do you want to do, Lance?"

The surrounded police officers felt fear and were extremely nervous. It was possible that a single gunshot could ignite what might be the biggest shootout between law enforcement and criminals in recent years.

Lance didn't care at all about the pressure John was trying to put on him. He took another step forward, close to John's face, "You!".

"Damn it!"

"You screwed up!"

"The things I told you to do!"

John looked at him, unwilling to back down, "Then what do you want?"

Lance continued to say, slowly and deliberately, "Hand over everyone who made trouble today."

"Otherwise, I'll make you understand that my three thousand dollars isn't so easy to take!"