Empire of Shadows Chapter 616

The phone line was suddenly cut. This was not a good thing.

Under the cover of the night, nothing could be seen outside the window. There was nothing unusual under the dim streetlights, but the calr it was, the more uneasy he felt.

He quickly opened the drawer. Inside was a semi-automatic pistol. He checked the magazine, pulled the slide back, and then closed the safety. He also put two spare magazines into his pocket.

He ca out of the study. His wife was in the living room, reading a magazine.

Although televisions had already started to appear and could broadcast programs, the number of families who could afford them and were willing to buy them was still in the minority.

However, so experts said that in at most five years, televisions would quickly beco popular and enter thousands of households.

The industries related to television were becoming the new darlings of investors. “Watching movies at ho” had also beco a slogan for television. Although people couldn’t afford it, it didn’t stop them from talking about it.

Just like the middle class talking about luxury cars, and the lower class talking about houses, their understanding of these things might be even better than that of the manufacturers and developers themselves!

They actually had three children, but none of them were in Golden Port City; they were in other places.

One of their children worked at the Manteno City Hall, and the other two were also civil servants in their hotown.

He couldn’t be sure that he could keep his word, so he wouldn’t transfer his children, because this could very likely beco a handle for others to attack him.

Even though the children also wanted to co here.

So, in this house, there were only him and his wife, and a maid, but she had already gone ho.

“Dear…” the woman saw her husband walk out of the study with a grave expression, still holding a handgun. She first let out a cry of surprise, but then imdiately covered her mouth.

The Deputy Chief quickly walked to his side, comforted him a few tis, and then picked up the phone in the living room. There was still no sound at all. The phone line had been cut.

“We might be in trouble,” he looked at his wife, trying his best not to look scared.

He knew that if he also showed fear at this ti, then his wife would collapse.

He wouldn’t do that, wouldn’t let his wife collapse. He could only force himself to calm down.

His wife’s body was trembling, and her eyes were filled with fear.

“What happened?”

The Deputy Chief was silent for a mont, then sighed. “I’m sorry.”

He now roughly knew where the problem was. He had not imdiately agreed to be friends with Lance, so from Director Dale’s perspective, that was a refusal.

A person who knows a secret and is not willing to be their friend should not live in this world.

It was too late for him to regret it now. He pulled his wife’s hand and walked towards the utility room.

The utility room had a small staircase leading to the basent. Below were the basent and the boiler room.

The boiler rooms in this middle-class community were generally separated into a special room in the basent. The boiler inside was basically in use all the ti to ensure that the family would not lack hot water.

And the people who could afford a detached house in a middle-class community would not be short of money for boiling water.

He arranged for his wife to be in the basent, and then gave her the service revolver issued by the Bureau of Hazardous Materials. “You know how to use it, right?”

His wife nodded. “Yes, I know. Aim at the person I want to shoot, and then pull the trigger hard.”

The Deputy Chief nodded. “Yes, that’s right, just like that.”

He looked at his wife and finally hugged her. “No matter what, if you don’t hear my voice, don’t trust anyone else!”

He let go of his wife and went back upstairs.

Just as he was going upstairs, he suddenly heard a slight “creak” of a wooden board being stepped on and twisted.

That board was the sound of the floorboard at the back of the house. A part of the floorboard had been damaged when they were moving things before. Then it rained, the rainwater got in, and after being exposed to the sun and the harsh winter, it had beco more and more deford.

Now it would make a sound when stepped on. In the past, he hated this sound, but today, he was suddenly full of gratitude for this sound.

He took a deep breath, held his breath, and his heartbeat was like thunder at this mont!

His temples were also throbbing with the pumping of his heart.

He didn’t know if this was his adrenaline starting to secrete, but he felt that at this mont, he was terrifyingly strong.

He held the gun with both hands, lowered his body, and walked to the intersection of the dining room and the path leading to the back room. Through the blinds on the back door, he saw a figure that seed to be trying to open his back door.

The next mont, he raised his weapon at that figure and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

He was also a law enforcent officer with rich law enforcent experience. He knew very well that indecision at this ti was irresponsible for his own life.

It was just that he hadn’t expected that the mont he opened fire, the main door was kicked open.

These wooden-structured houses could only guard against civilized people. They had no defense at all against barbarians.

With one kick, the tal lock tongue directly broke the wooden lock catch. Amidst the flying wood splinters, the main door was kicked open and slamd hard against the wall.

The glass shattered all over the floor. Then, the Deputy Chief felt gunshots coming from all directions, which was very lively.

The whole process lasted less than ten seconds. Ten seconds later, the gunshots stopped.

He stumbled into the dining room, holding onto the wall, and sat down in a chair, holding onto the table.

He looked down at his body. There were many small holes on it, slowly oozing blood.

He had a bitter smile on his face. “Motherfucker…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he fell to the ground with his head first.

Alan walked to the back door, looked at the subordinate lying on the ground who had been shot twice, knelt down to check his injuries. Two bullets had hit him in the chest.

It shouldn’t have hit his heart, but the problem was also very big.

When he breathed, there would be small spots of blood coming out of his mouth and nose with his breath, and there was also a clear feeling of suffocation. This was a sign of a large amount of blood accumulating in his lungs. There was a high probability that he would not be able to make it to the hospital.

He also sighed, cursed a few tis, and then sent his subordinates to the nearest hospital as soon as possible.

There were many hospitals in the Starlight District. As long as he could hold on for a little longer, there was hope of survival.

“Clearing work” was like this. It seed very ordinary, but it was also full of danger.

Especially when the target of the clearing was a gang mber or a law enforcent officer.

They had weapons in their hands and would not hesitate to pull the trigger. A mont of carelessness could cause casualties.

As for the situation where there were no casualties at all, it could only appear in outrageous and ssy novels.

A gangster’s life is like this: either kill others or be killed by others.

I hope he can make it.

Alan’s face was not so good. He walked back into the room. “The intelligence says he also has a wife. Find her.”

The woman hiding in the basent listened to the dense sound of footsteps coming from the floor above, and the sudden, fierce gunshots that had suddenly disappeared. She tightly covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound.

She knew that her husband had been killed.

She had no one to rely on anymore, only herself.

After an unknown amount of ti, the basent door was pulled open, and light shone in from outside. She was startled.

Her hands trembled as she raised her handgun and aid at the stairs leading down. When she saw a pair of legs, she subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Shooting is a very… special skill.

A person who has never really shot before will never understand how difficult shooting is. Perhaps in their eyes, shooting is as simple as aiming, pulling the trigger, and then hitting the target.

Two very interesting things have happened in the Federation. The first one, a police officer who had received professional shooting training, in a distance of five ters, due to panic, fired five shots in a row, and not a single one hit.

Another interesting thing is that soone used an automatic rifle, at a distance of ten ters, thirty bullets, and not a single one hit.

Shooting is not a simple job. It’s very difficult.

The deputy chief’s wife had not practiced shooting, so the mont she pulled the trigger with her eyes half-closed, the muzzle of the gun had already been skewed to god knows where!

The mont the gunshot sounded, a “fuck” curse ca from the stairs, but fortunately, the bullet did not hit.

The recoil generated by the revolver had a huge impact on the woman’s wrist, which was not held tightly and did not have the desire to resist in her heart.

The gun fell to the ground at once. She quickly bent down to look for it. Just at this mont, several people rushed down from above…

On the other side, the senior agent who had rejected Ponda returned ho, cursing. He didn’t even think and dialed Director Dale’s number, but at this ti, Director Dale was not at ho.

Director Dale’s wife told him that he would have him call this senior agent back when he returned.

Sitting in the living room, he was absent-mindedly thinking about things, constantly shaking his leg.

Shaking his leg seed to bring him so sense of security, so comfortable psychological change.

But as he thought, he couldn’t help but stand up and walk back and forth.

His wife looked at him. “Did sothing happen?”

“You look very scared and uneasy.”

The senior agent was stunned for a mont. “Is it that obvious?”

His wife nodded. “Didn’t you notice?”

“Your head is covered in sweat!”

The senior agent raised his hand and wiped it. Sure enough, it was all sweat. His wife took the initiative to walk over and hug him, resting her head on his chest. “What happened?”

The senior agent was a little unsure of how to explain this matter. “Today, Ponda… do you know Ponda?”

She nodded. “I know. You told before that his senior agent position was taken by soone else.”

“Yes, that’s him. I didn’t expect him to be one of Lance’s n, and he was even trying to win over.”

“I refused…”

He was actually a little regretful now. He shouldn’t have refused. It wasn’t that he wanted to be friends with Ponda and Lance, but to use this thod to delay the other party’s reaction ti.

He could even pretend to be friends, get so more intelligence, and then use it, instead of directly refusing like now.

He didn’t know if Ponda would be furious, and he didn’t know what Lance would do, but he was very uneasy now.

“No, we can’t stay here. We’ll leave imdiately!”

As he spoke, he pulled his wife along and then shouted upstairs, calling out his two children. “We’re going to grandma’s.”

The two children didn’t know what was happening and imdiately cheered.

His wife was from Golden Port City, and her parents also lived here, but they lived in the Xilin District.

The pace of life there was very slow, and the prices were cheaper than in other districts. And there were no gangster evil forces, and it was not noisy. It was very suitable for the elderly to live.

The family of four imdiately entered the garage and got into his car.

He also imdiately started the car and floored the gas pedal.

When leaving the community, he suddenly found several cars entering the community. He tilted his head and glanced. Just one glance, and he was so scared that he almost couldn’t hold his bladder and burst out!

The young n sitting in those cars all looked like assassins, and their direction was his house.

He didn’t dare to look again and quickly withdrew his gaze. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that the other party’s car had stopped so distance from his house.

His wife also noticed these, and her eyes were filled with a look of terror, but also the joy of having survived a disaster!

The senior agent did not dare to stop, and slamd on the gas pedal. The vehicle, under the cover of the night, quickly disappeared on the city’s roads.

After Dale had soone cut the phone line, he easily picked the door open with a skill he had learned from a locksmith.

The locksmith had contributed a lot recently. Lance had ntioned to him the general appearance of a fast lock picking tool. The locksmith quickly made the thing according to the appearance design provided by Lance.

It was like a large key that could be held. You insert the key into the keyhole, then turn it to apply torque, and then move a small pick back and forth. In a few seconds, the door lock would be opened.

This tool was very popular and provided a lot of convenience for everyone to carry out their missions.

The group entered the room and carefully checked all the rooms, but in the end, they found that there was no one here.

Devon ca to the dining room and touched the iced water glass on the table, which still had water droplets on its outer wall. He turned around and cursed, “They were the car we t when we ca in just now!”

But it was definitely too late to chase now.

He could only leave with his n and then dial Lance’s number.

“Boss, we were a step too late. They ran away.”

Lance didn’t say anything to him, just let them co back, and then think about where the other party might have gone.

After Director Dale returned ho, his wife told him that his subordinate had called just now, saying that he had sothing urgent to find him.

He called back, but no one answered. Soon he also received a call from Lance, and also explained so situations.

Director Dale had not been exposed on the side of this senior agent, which also ant that if the other party wanted to save himself, then Director Dale would be his first choice.

Next, all he had to do was to wait quietly.

Devon did not let his n disperse, but had been waiting, waiting for news.

At a little after ten o’clock at night, the senior agent had already arrived at his wife’s mother’s house with his family. He did not go into detail about what had happened, but just said that he was taking his family over for a visit.

But the old woman knew that sothing must have happened.

In his room, he dialed Director Dale’s number.

“Is there sothing you can’t say when you go to work tomorrow?” Director Dale’s voice was filled with a trace of impatience, which sounded completely normal.

The senior agent swallowed. He said his current situation, “When I got off work in the evening, Ponda found . He said that Lance wanted to be friends with , and that he had already been corrupted.”

“I didn’t agree with him. I told him to turn himself in, otherwise I would resolutely expose him, and then…”

His voice was filled with a deep fear. “Not long after I got back, Lance’s n ca, but fortunately I left a step ahead and dodged it!”

“They were planning to silence . Fuck, these people really have no law in their eyes!”

After hearing this, Director Dale’s tone also beca serious. “Are you sure you haven’t had too much to drink, or are you joking with ?”

“I’m sure, Director. We have a mole here!” His tone was filled with hatred. He didn’t even plan to kill Ponda, but Ponda actually had Lance send people to kill him!

This was fucking unforgivable. He wanted Ponda to die!

Director Dale’s tone was also very solemn. “This is indeed very important news. I will imdiately arrange for people to arrest Ponda. In addition, I will arrange for so people to protect you. Where are you now?”

Director Dale had always had the image of a “cri nesis.” Whether it was the Five Families or the Lance Family, as long as they were discovered, he would arrest these people, and he would never compromise.

So this senior agent did not doubt at all whether Director Dale would also, like Ponda, beco a “friend” of Lance.

He unreservedly told Director Dale his current address. Director Dale told him to be very careful, and then would send people over to protect him.

After doing all this, the senior agent finally let out a heavy sigh of relief. When he ca out of the room, his face was already wearing a tired smile.

Although he was tired, the smile was a real smile.

His family also noticed this. “Is it resolved?”

He nodded. “The director already knows. He’s arranging for people to arrest Ponda right now, and he’s also arranged for people to co over and protect .”

“As long as we can pry open Ponda’s mouth, there’s a high probability that Lance will have to face prison!”

Ponda’s mouth was very easy to pry open, because of his wife and child. This was his weak spot.

The senior agent had already made a decision. He would apply to the director to personally interrogate Ponda. He wanted to make that bastard feel his anger!

On the other side of the city, Director Dale, who had hung up the phone, told Lance the address, and also laughingly talked about the situation of the exchange on the phone just now.

After a brief chat, Lance handed the note with the senior agent’s record to Devon.

“Don’t have too much psychological pressure. If God doesn’t plan to see him, even if you shoot him in the forehead, he may not necessarily die.”

“So it’s not your fault. Be careful!”

“And good luck!”

Devon glanced at the note with the address in his hand and nodded. “I promise he won’t be able to escape this ti, Boss!”

(End of a Chapter)