Empire of Shadows

Chapter 277 Third [Monthly Ticket 666+16]

"Parking is not allowed here," was a common saying among the lower-level gang members at the entrance.

The club was right next to the road, and if a car was parked in front, people coming to have fun would feel somewhat dissatisfied, so parking was not allowed at the entrance.

In the past, whether the people parking cared or not, they would consider whether to move the car.

If they argued back, saying things like, "I just won't move, what can you do to me?" then the person who said that would lift their shirt and reveal the weapon tucked into their waist.

Most people, upon seeing the weapon, would obediently find another place to park, because who in their right mind would want to clash with gang members?

The cars hadn't left, and he was a little annoyed. He lifted his shirt, revealing the pistol pressed against his belly, "This isn't funny, move your cars away from the entrance…"

He took a few steps forward, squinting. The sunlight was dazzling. When he had taken two more steps and gradually adjusted to the glare, he realized what he was facing.

A large group of people with weapons were looking at him. His mouth slowly widened, but he couldn't make any sound. Just as he turned around, the gunshots rang out!

The gunshots broke the morning silence of the port district, but the people in the port district had become accustomed to shootouts at any time and place. The surrounding pedestrians actively avoided the area and continued doing what they were doing before.

Eating breakfast, reading the newspaper while waiting for the bus, or going to work.

The gunshots also alarmed the people inside the club. They panicked and began to fight back, and the scene was like a war!

The Red Dog Gang wasn't prepared at all. They weren't even ready. Who would have thought that Bill and his men would be taken away and the headquarters would be attacked?

The organization lacked high-level cadres, and the big shots were not around, so the resistance of the lower-level gang members was not very strong.

The two sides exchanged fire at the entrance for a while, leaving a few corpses each, and then someone threw two grenades into the room.

The grenades directly disintegrated the resistance of some people, and they began to run towards the back door.

First, the first one, then the second one, the third one…

Soon, the location of the firefight shifted from the street to the club, and the gunshots became much duller.

More than twenty minutes later, the Wolf Gang members came out of the club, pushing two small carts with two heavy safes on them.

Others were carrying many bags full of cash, all of which had been looted.

After everyone came out, they threw some of the bodies into the club and then set it on fire.

They poured gasoline inside, and in an instant, the entire club was engulfed in flames.

At the end of the street, distorted by the high temperature of the flames, the Wolf Gang's convoy quickly disappeared!

The fire brigade arrived in time, but facing the completely burning building, they still adopted a very old method, controlling the fire and then waiting for it to burn out.

They found some bodies near the gate, and then reported it to the police. The police arrived quickly, and a large number of burned corpses with a strange smell were put into body bags.

These bodies were not sent to the coroner, but directly to the crematorium.

A case was completely suppressed, as if it had never happened!

In the branch office, Bill, who was bored and started counting how many pubic hairs he had, suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. He stood up abruptly, looking at the two policemen standing at the door. He was too bored!

Being alone, with no one to talk to, this damn oppressive environment was driving him crazy!

He was a person who liked excitement, and he couldn't stand this dull atmosphere. Even if someone came to interrogate him, he would feel better.

"You can go," the two policemen said, looking at him with a pitiful look. He didn't like this look, it reminded him of those poor girls who had to sell their bodies to exchange for a future.

"F**k!" he said, throwing his clothes over his shoulders, "I'll have my lawyer sue you!"

The policeman shrugged, "Suit yourself."

This made Bill feel a little uneasy. He was arrested and left alone for a while, without being asked anything, and he didn't even see a lawyer. Then he was released?

If that was the case, why arrest him? What was the purpose of arresting him?

He didn't understand this!

But he felt that something was wrong.

He hesitated whether he should go out. Sometimes you have to admit that some people have a talent for being paranoid.

The policeman looked at him standing not far from the door, seemingly unwilling to come out, and frowned slightly, "Either you continue to stay inside and wait for us to remember that there is still someone here."

"Or, get out now and leave here with us."

He pretended to close the door. In the end, loneliness and solitude overcame his paranoia, and he stepped out.

Along the way, he met many police officers. The way these police officers looked at him gave him a strange feeling that he couldn't explain. Some were gloating, some were full of pity, some were indifferent and expressionless, but without exception, their eyes would linger on him for a moment.

Buck was standing in the hall of the branch office, seemingly dealing with some police affairs. Every day, the branch office had many police reports to deal with.

And with the continuous expansion of the Wolf Gang and the expansion of small gangs, there were many reports to be dealt with every day.

Bill hesitated when he saw Buck, but he eventually walked over, "You arrested me just to lock me up for two hours?"

Buck looked at him with calm and indifferent eyes, without any waves, "You're right, I just don't like you."

Bill cursed "F**k" when he heard this, and pointed at Buck, "Arrogant kids won't have good luck, Buck, you're just John's follower, you shouldn't be so arrogant."

Buck was too lazy to say more to him, and raised his chin towards the door, "Get out!"

His attitude was very stiff, but looking at the police officers around him who were staring at him, Bill could only restrain his budding temper, cursed a few words, and left the hall.

The police officers began to perform their duties again, while Buck came to the side of the hall, looking through the glass door at Buck and his few cadres who were walking out.

His position was right in front of the door, and he could also see the zebra crossing at the entrance.

The group gathered together, and their nicotine cravings kicked in, and everyone lit a cigarette.

Bill stretched out his hand, holding the cigarette with a slightly exaggerated look, "I think something is wrong, and you see, no one is here to pick us up."

There were no gang members outside the branch office, no cars prepared for them, and not even a lookout.

Logically speaking, they were arrested, and those people would definitely arrange for someone to squat at the entrance of the police station, and arrange for a car to pick them up as soon as they came out.

But here, there was no one.

"Could it be that they think we couldn't possibly come out so early?" someone suggested, and everyone thought it was possible.

After all, the club only closed at six o'clock in the morning, and now it was still their rest time, so it was normal to get up a little late.

"Then we can only take the bus back, do you have any change?" Bill asked.

Someone took out some change. They walked towards the bus stop across the road, laughing and joking. They hadn't taken a bus for a long time, and even taking a bus had become a memory of the past!

Just as the group was walking in the middle of the road, suddenly a car "flew" over with a buzzing sound, followed by a loud bang, like a bowling ball knocking over bowling pins, knocking them over as well…

It even ran over them!

Bill was rolled into the bottom of the car. Now he was lying on the ground, spitting out blood, and many of his internal organs were ruptured.

Blood was gushing out along the digestive tract, mouthful after mouthful. He had never seen anyone spit out so much blood.

At this time, he couldn't feel the pain. He even wanted to get up, but with his bones broken, he couldn't do it. He could only twist his neck slightly and look around.

Those old buddies, the ones he liked, the ones he didn't like, were mostly lying on the ground like him, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

With several violent vomiting, he slowly closed his eyes…

Before long, a large number of reporters rushed over, and they almost put the camera lens on Bill's face.

But he certainly didn't care now. After all, as a corpse, he had no right to express his opinion.

The police's actions seemed very slow. It wasn't until the reporters took a satisfactory picture that they put the bodies into body bags.

A police officer in charge of the scene investigation directly wrote the case report, and filled in the words "car accident" in the case type.

Bill's death spread throughout the port district in less than an hour, and it continued to spread outwards.

The remaining members of the Red Dog Gang hid one by one, trembling, and in fear!

Some people took the gang's money and alcohol and ran away directly.

No one knew who killed Bill and his men, but people had a reasonable suspect, the Wolf Gang!

The Wolf Gang was rapidly occupying the port area at a speed that people could hardly imagine.

Although a large area of ​​territory was still in a "barren" state, both the Professor and Wolf believed that no one would compete with them for these territories.

After receiving the news that Bill and his men were all dead, the Professor immediately asked Wolf to contact those small gangs. He wanted to hold a meeting.

Gather the leaders of these smaller gangs and speak with them.

If the Wolf Gang wants to continue to grow stronger, it needs to have more gang members, but right now they can't recruit many people. They don't have an advantage locally.

The Professor offered Wolf a suggestion: swallow these smaller gangs, and then have them recruit people to fill the gap in strength caused by the Wolf Gang's rapid expansion.

Wolf thought this plan was highly feasible!