Empire of Shadows

The deserter assassin spotted Jimmy immediately. He dropped the newspaper in his hand and stood by the roadside, waiting to cross the street, his eyes fixed on Jimmy, who was waiting for a car in front of the company entrance.

He knew that the few people around Jimmy were definitely his companions, but this was also the best time to strike.

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Because the other party would definitely not expect that with so many people on his side, someone would assassinate him.

This is a psychological blind spot. When people have a full sense of security, even if danger is already pressing against their anus, they will not feel it, and may even feel very comfortable, like the warmth from brothers.

This place is very bustling, there are many people on the road, and the architectural layout is also very complicated. The deserter assassin has not been doing nothing this week, but has done a lot.

In addition to helping those girls in need in this neighborhood every day, he figured out the distribution of these alleys, found the most reasonable escape route, and ran back and forth several times.

In two dead-end alleys, he had already placed some equipment for escape, such as hanging a rope down on a wall more than three meters high.

When he runs here, he can jump up and grab the rope to climb over the wall, and then pull the rope and jump down from the other side, so that even if the people chasing him can build a human ladder to climb over, they will have to wait for a while.

He also tried the pistol that the contact gave him, a Mauser semi-automatic pistol he had heard of, and test-fired it in a deserted place.

Every day he would familiarize himself with his guns and wipe the bullets.

On the battlefield of the Empire, he had encountered misfires. Those bullets looked like they lacked maintenance and might even have been soaked in water.

In that battle, more than half of their side died. Almost everyone's gun would misfire after two shots, which made it impossible for them to effectively form a firepower network.

So he was very sensitive to this and cared very much. Every day he would wipe the bullets with gun oil to keep them clean and bright.

Just looking at them was pleasing to the eye.

Everything he did was for today.

This road leads to the First Pier, and there is a lot of traffic. He calculated a lot of things, but the only thing he didn't calculate was that it would take so long to cross the road.

One car after another, seeing that a car had already driven out of the alley next to the Brothers Import and Export Company, Jimmy and his companions also walked to the side of the road.

Seeing that the other party's car was approaching Jimmy and his group, if he didn't go over, they might leave. The deserter assassin hesitated for a moment and decided to carry out the assassination today.

He had been delaying for a week, and the contact was already a little impatient. Moreover, he also believed that as a veteran, dealing with an ordinary person should not be a problem.

They can't possibly carry a bunch of weapons with them, right?

So he seized the opportunity and ran straight across the road towards the opposite side, and this action was obviously very dangerous.

A car almost hit the deserter assassin who was running across the road. The driver was so scared that he honked the horn wildly, and this horn sound also attracted Jimmy, who was standing on the side of the road bragging.

He turned his head and looked at the person who was running across the road. At this time, he was only about fifteen or sixteen meters away from the other person.

Coincidentally, he was looking at that person, and that person was also looking at him. With this one look, the deserter assassin believed that he had been exposed.

His hand went straight into his chest, which is definitely the most dangerous action in the Federation.

If you do this in front of the police, they can even shoot you directly without warning you in advance!

So Jimmy and the people around him immediately noticed this. As a senior cadre living in a world of guns and fire, Jimmy's sense of crisis was still very strong.

Regardless of whether the other party was drawing a gun or not, he directly pulled out the weapon from behind his waist and aimed it at the deserter assassin and pulled the trigger.

The deserter assassin's pistol was also pulled out and the trigger was pulled at the same time.

He could see that the first bullet directly hit Jimmy, but when he was about to fire the second shot, it misfired!

He quickly dodged while ejecting the bullet and counterattacked.

The other party's firepower was too damn fierce, far beyond his imagination. Not only Jimmy's group was firing, but also the people who came out of the company's gate were firing!

In just less than two seconds, the gunshots rang out, crackling!

In an instant, the deserter assassin had the illusion of returning to the battlefield!

Is this the Federation?

No, this is the Empire's trench. The other party's firepower is as fierce as the rebels!

Polly, who was in the office inquiring about Chobaf from his Red Dog Gang friends, was startled. He directly opened the drawer, took out the submachine gun inside, and stood against the wall by the window, ignoring whether the phone was hung up.

He took the time to quickly glanced down and retracted his head. Although it was only a quick glance of less than a second, he also saw the situation below.

A guy was shooting while running towards the alley across the road. Polly didn't know this person, but he knew that the direction in which this person was shooting was the first floor of the company.

Shooting at his own company, that must be the enemy!

He directly opened the window and pulled the trigger at the guy who had already rolled and crawled to the opposite side of the road, and the fire tongue of the submachine gun spewed bullets wildly.

The deserter assassin, who was only thinking about escaping, was no longer considering whether Jimmy had been killed. His only thought at this time was to run!

Just as he had run to the opposite side of the road and was about to enter the alley, he suddenly felt as if someone had pushed him, almost causing him to fall to the ground.

But he quickly found his balance and ran quickly into the planned alley.

As long as he can escape this time, he will return to the Empire overnight!

He thought so while running. He felt that he was sweating a lot, and he also changed a magazine in the middle.

This gun had nine bullets, and it misfired twice, which made him very angry.

If Jimmy didn't die, this gun would be primarily responsible.

As he ran, his steps became heavier and heavier, and he even felt like he couldn't move!

These Federation people are really arrogant and domineering. Not only do they fight in the streets in broad daylight, but they also use submachine guns to shoot at him!

The deserter assassin felt for the first time that he had been deceived, deceived by the peace, tranquility, and friendliness promoted by the Federal government, and also deceived by those in the country who promoted that the Federation had no smoke of gunpowder and no danger!

But at this time, it was too late to realize this. Footsteps chasing after him sounded at the entrance of the alley, and people were shouting.

He wiped the sweat from his face, supported the wall, and moved forward step by step, while constantly shooting backwards to block the pursuers.

But after firing two shots, it suddenly misfired again. The clicking sound made him at a loss.

He couldn't care whether the gun could be used anymore. He threw the gun on the ground with force and continued to run forward with difficulty.

He looked back and vaguely saw a bright red trail on the ground following him all the time.

"I've been shot?"

The moment this thought appeared, a sense of dizziness hit him, and he could no longer control himself and fell to the ground.

Jimmy chased over from a distance, clutching his arm. When he saw that the person had fallen to the ground, he walked towards the person while shooting. By the time he walked to the deserter assassin's side, this guy was completely dead.

"Fuck you," he raised his foot and kicked the person's face hard. The danger disappeared, and the tension brought by adrenaline began to subside. He began to feel the pain.

He was shot, in the shoulder socket. He didn't feel anything before, but now it hurts like hell!

His men pulled him back, "The police are coming soon, Jimmy, let's go treat your gunshot wound first."

Jimmy glanced at the corpse on the ground, turned around and left with his brothers. This is the Brothers Gang, facing danger, no one retreats!

A few minutes later, a large number of police cars arrived here and blocked the nearby blocks.

Two police officers from the Criminal Investigation Team came directly. When they parked their car outside the Brothers Import and Export Company, they knew that this case would not be easy to handle.

Sure enough, before they could open their mouths, three young men stood out with their hands raised, taking the initiative to confess.

"Someone shot at us just now, we returned fire, I seem to have hit him, using this gun."

The police officer looked at the submachine gun on the ground that he was pointing to and scratched his head. This was not just a confession, but also a warning, a deterrent.

Hunter, one of the two police officers from the Criminal Investigation Team who came to the scene, patted his colleague's arm and then went directly into the company.

He had dealt with Polly before.

Polly knew that someone would come to find him, so he was already standing at the bar, holding a well-prepared wine in his hand, "Brandy or whiskey?"

Hunter hesitated for a moment, "You guys always make it like this, it's difficult for us to explain to the citizens."

"Then whiskey," Polly indifferently poured two glasses of wine, handed one over, "So I specially arranged for three people to take the blame for you. With an explanation, the public won't keep pestering."

Hunter helplessly took the glass and took a sip. The whiskey with ice was easier to drink, and it seemed to have a hint of ice mint, which was very comfortable.

"Polly, I told you last time, don't fucking fight in the streets, there are too many witnesses, and it has a big impact. Sometimes we can't suppress the curiosity of the higher-ups at all."

"Do you know how much effort we need to put in to clean up your mess?"

"You can't always run wild so recklessly. Even if you really want to kill someone, can't you go to Angel Lake to solve it like those big families?"

Polly took out his checkbook, filled in a number, and handed it over, "Is it still troublesome?"

Hunter looked at the number on the check and ran his hand through his hair. "That's not what I meant..."

Polly wrote another check. "So?"

Hunter took a deep breath, his tone softening considerably. "For the sake of our friendship, stop causing me trouble!"

After watching Hunter leave, Polly paced back and forth a few times. "Go and find Jimmy for me, now!"