Chapter 249 Excellent sleep quality
In the toilet, Eric's tense body suddenly relaxed while sitting on the toilet.
His hands naturally dropped to his sides, and the syringe in his hand fell to the ground, but he didn't care at all.
It doesn't hurt anymore.
Those quack doctors, a broken bone caused him pain until now. Even if he realizes that the current pain has nothing to do with the broken bone, he will still tell himself that these are all the fault of those stupid doctors!
If they hadn't been able to get their problems healed, would he need to be enduring this pain now?
It's just... He's been a little irritable these days. He hasn't had hallucinations for a while. He would be startled by hallucinations at first, but then he gradually liked the feeling of hallucinations.
He felt that he should go to a doctor and ask what he could do to make himself more comfortable.
Just as he was dazed, a rhythmic sound like playing baseball suddenly came to his ears.
Eric also likes watching baseball games, but he doesn't like playing baseball because he has no athletic talent.
When the alloy hollow bat hits the baseball, a "dong" sound can be heard.
It is very crisp, not dull, and the vibration and sound will give people a feeling of short-term reverberation in the internal space of the bat. This kind of sound is very pleasant to the ears of people who like it!
Is someone playing baseball?
He couldn't help but sit face up on the toilet and laughed. After laughing twice, he felt that it was not an illusion, and then stood up holding the door of the toilet cubicle.
He had to have some fun. He wanted to see the scene where Lance begged him to let him go. Just thinking about it made him feel so happy!
He rubbed his balls, he almost... Damn, although painkillers are good, they also have some side effects.
The sound of baseball playing continued to come to his ears, and he was a little confused. Could it be an auditory hallucination?
When he walked out of the corridor and saw the scene in the restaurant, his legs softened and he almost fell to the ground.
Lance stood next to Brinton, pressing Brinton's neck with one hand, holding up the blood-stained glass ashtray with the other hand, and then smashed it down.
Every time it falls on Brinton's head, there will be a "dong" sound, and Brinton's body will twitch violently, and then the whole table will tremble.
Blood splattered everywhere, and Lance's expressionless and even somewhat cold look almost scared him to the point of peeing!
Just when he was at a loss, Lance rolled his eyes and glanced sideways at Eric. Eric quickly shrank his head and turned around, not daring to look at him.
He was a little at a loss. He took two steps towards the corridor where the toilet was located, and suddenly stopped, only daring to face Lance sideways.
Although he knew and had seen murder scenes, there had never been any direct attack on the scene that could give him such an intuitive shock!
He wished that he was just a passerby on the roadside, and even hated himself for not really having a poop and being constipated, so that he wouldn't have to face this choice.
"Boom!"
Louder than ever before!
Right below where Brinton was lying sleeping, red blood was dripping, dripping on the ground, accumulating into a pool of blood that was spreading.
His body no longer twitched, as if he had suddenly entered a deep sleep.
Lance casually threw the ashtray on the table without disturbing the dishes and plates, although they looked a bit unsightly.
The blood splattered on the dinner plate will obviously affect people's appetite, but fortunately the meal is over by now.
He picked up the unused napkin on the table and wiped the blood splattered on his face, while asking, "Why don't you dare to look at me?"
There is no doubt that this sentence was certainly not asked to Brinton.
Eric could no longer control his bladder, and urine was leaking out bit by bit. He turned around slowly, not daring to look at Brinton on the table.
His expression changed several times in a short period of time, and finally he squeezed out a very ugly smile that looked like he was crying, "I don't, Lance..."
Lance glanced down at the napkin in his hand and wiped his hands, "Brinton is a little sleepy. He fell asleep first. Are you sleepy?"
Eric's heart skipped a beat!
He quickly opened his eyes and looked at Lance, "No, I'm very energetic!" To prove this, he jumped up and down and patted his cheek, "I'm not sleepy at all. I can get around now." Run around Jingang City, if you don’t believe me, let me run it for you.”
Lance looked at him with a half-smile, seeing that he was a little guilty, and seeing that he was beginning to feel uneasy, and his expression became as if he was begging for mercy, "None of this has anything to do with me, Lance."
"I swear!"
Lance threw the napkin he had wiped his hands into Brinton's face. He straightened his clothes and his tie was a little crooked.
Although there were a lot of splashes of blood on the clothes, they were dark and hard to see.
"Eric, I have a piece of advice for you."
He took out a cigarette, picked up Brinton's lighter on the table, lit his own cigarette, and then gave it back to "him".
He tapped the table twice with the hand holding the cigarette, "This is the Empire District, not a place where you have the final say!"
After he finished speaking, it took him two or three seconds before he turned around and walked out of the restaurant. Hiram, who had already returned to the door, opened the door of the restaurant for Lance.
The moment he got into the car, fierce and continuous gunfire rang out outside the door!
Then the people quickly got into the car and disappeared into the night.
Eric looked at Brinton, who was already asleep, and suddenly started to vomit as soon as he turned his head. He suddenly had very strong symptoms of discomfort in his stomach and intestines, and he vomited out everything he had eaten before.
The burning sensation in his mouth and esophagus made him always have the desire to swallow. At the same time, these actions also brought more intense discomfort to his stomach.
He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and cursed words like "crazy" as he quickly walked out of the restaurant. Then he saw a truck on the side of the road, and some people were carrying bodies to the truck.
He vomited violently again, but this time, it seemed that there was nothing to vomit, just some turbid liquid, and a stronger burning pain spread throughout his mouth and entire esophagus.
He couldn't stand anything here anymore, so he got into the car and stepped on the accelerator. Now he just wanted to go home and hide under the quilt and pray to God to help him!
Although Eric has gone home, Lance's work is not done yet.
"Give the restaurant owner some money and we'll make a mess out of him."
Lance did not forget to give his instructions. He also ran a small business many, many years ago and knew how helpless it was to encounter such a thing.
Erwin nodded, then stepped on the accelerator to death.
At 9:50, the Empire Night Nightclub was still half-open. The reason why it was half-open was because they had no more drinks.
For an occasion like a nightclub, without alcohol, the number of guests will be reduced by half.
Now this is just a mid-range meat shop. The Viper Gang has its own resources. One of their main sources of income is the meat business.
After a hard day's work, workers will especially want to vent after a break. As long as the price is right, business will be very good.
However, in Golden Port City, their resources are not very popular. People here have seen too much. Girls from all over the world are competing with each other here. Therefore, although the Empire Night business has been reopened, it is still half-dead. .
Brinton had previously hoped that after killing Lance, they would take over Lance's industry and his smuggling business, mainly selling smuggled wine.
But now, it's all just a fantasy.
Several gang members stood outside the gate on the first floor, chatting casually. They were not nervous at all, because Brinton said that after tonight, there will no longer be Lance and the Lance family in the Empire District!
This made them feel excited, and the feeling they had in previous years when the Viper Gang fought in all directions was back.
But after being excited for a while, everyone became lazy again.
They gathered together and smoked cigarettes, chatting about the interesting things and beauty of Golden Port City.
At this moment, two buses and several cars suddenly stopped at the steps of the Empire Night Nightclub. Several people just glanced at them and smiled on their faces. They are so familiar with those two buses!
No wonder Brinton is so confident today, it turns out Snake is here!
Several people walked down the steps with a smile. They were ready to greet the brothers coming from Fides, when they saw the black holes of the gun muzzles.
After the brief exchange of fire ended, a large number of family members wearing dark formal suits and fedora hats got out of the car. Lance sat in the car and pointed at the Empire Night Nightclub. These people immediately rushed towards the nightclub. past.
The staff member who was working as a sweeper and security guard on the first floor saw the dense crowd of people on the steps. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he turned around and ran inside, "Lance's people are here again!"
In an instant, the members of the Viper Gang who were staying here suddenly became chaotic. On the contrary, the guests sat quietly.
Everyone knows that Lance will never hurt innocent people. If someone is hurt, then he must not be innocent!
It's more of a... fun show for these guys!
Some of them also showed a kind of excitement. Without the stimulation of alcohol, the vulgar dance and the girls around them, how could they be as exciting as gang fights?
The gunfire didn't last long. Lance's men rushed into the nightclub while shouting "Snake and Brinton are dead" and "Kneel down and raise your hands to surrender without being hurt."
Except for a very small number of enemies who resisted, most people finally chose to kneel down and surrender.
Brinton is gone, and if Snake is really gone, there is really no need for them to work for two dead ghosts.
The nightclub that was supposed to be difficult to attack was completely taken down in less than ten minutes.
When Lance arrived at the performance hall, many people had already stood up to greet him.
Some of these people are from the middle class of the Imperial District, and some are from other districts. After all, Empire Night was somewhat famous before—the Imperial style!
But after it was taken over by Brinton, there was no imperial style and no wine here, so the business was indeed getting worse day by day.
But they can already predict that things will get better here again, because Lance is back!
Lance stood on the stage, and the audience was filled with applause, whistles and shouts of his name. He smiled and raised his hands to make a slightly modest gesture, "The alcohol supply will be resumed here soon, and there will be more." The girls and the show.”
"The little unpleasantness just now may have frightened everyone, so in order to express my apology, today's consumption is all free of charge..."
Amid people's enthusiastic support, it took Lance about ten minutes to return to the office on the fourth floor.
He sat back on the big red leather chair, patted the full armrest, and smiled.
Others came to the room one after another, and Lance looked at them, "So, it's mine, and it's still mine after all. Not only do they have to give it back to me, but they also want to return it with interest!"
"Check how much arms Mr. Snake has funded us. I heard there is still some cash."
"One of you should go to Fides, get some wine from Nick and send it to our friend in Galio, and then ask Snake's family if they know his bank account number and password."
Ennio squeezed out from the crowd, "I'll go."
Lance nodded, "Then you go and do it. Tomorrow you pick some people and bring money and weapons."
"I will communicate with Galio first. If something happens on the road, bring your life back. Nothing else matters."
He emphasized one sentence, "Ennio, remember, we are friends and enemies!"
Ennio nodded vigorously, "I won't be soft-hearted, Lance."
Lance looked at the others, "This is a war, and the victors of the war begin to reap the fruits that belong to the victors. No matter what decision we make for the losers, it is not too much."
"It's like if we lose, they should now put a knife to our necks and force us to reveal where we hide our money and our bank account numbers and passwords."
"I believe that if you don't tell them, they won't let go of the rope that binds you and give you a hug to tell you that everything is over."
"They will just slit your throat and blood vessels and threaten other people with your death."
"Compassion is for those who deserve our mercy, but towards our enemies we must be as cold and ruthless as the winter wind."
"Now, you have a job to do, take those bars back from me!"
Erwin asked from the side, "Are those who surrendered going to be dealt with?"
Maybe Erwin still felt a little uneasy when he killed someone for the first time, but now, it didn't matter to him that much.
This era and this country have created the good and bad sides of everyone.
This is no one's fault, it is the fault of this era and the fault of this world.
Lance shook his head this time, "I said you don't need to kill them if you don't want to kill them. Let them go back to Fides. This will also promote our deeds to the next state."
"This will be of great help to us in continuing to expand our influence among the empire's immigrant groups!"
Although Lance and the Lance family cannot be called a big mountain or a backer among the imperial immigrants in Golden Port City, they already have a lot of influence.
Many families and gangs want this, but Lance is not satisfied with his influence only in Golden Port City, he wants Likalai State, the East Coast, and even the entire Federation!
At this time when modesty is not necessarily a good choice, only by being high-profile enough can you be more valuable and safer!
Before eleven-thirty, everyone in Golden Port City who should know knew that the Viper Gang that the mayor had brought from Fides had been completely eaten by Lance.
Some people are laughing, some are thinking, and Lance and the Lance family have officially entered the social topics of the upper circles of Golden Port City.
It's not that they really realize how powerful or different Lance is from the Lance family, it's just that Lance slapped the mayor, an outsider, in the face, which made them feel relieved.
This kind of thing is like a little-known character causing the enemy's general to suffer a loss. It is a kind of morale-boosting thing.
Although some of them have not realized the difference in Lance, some people have already felt that the pattern of Golden Port City may change in the near future.
The next day, news that Viper Brinton was killed in a street restaurant quickly spread throughout the city.
However, the Golden Port City Police denied this statement. Both the Bru Branch Chief and Chief Charlie said they had not received any relevant alarm calls.
"Everything is normal!"
This is what they said.
Of course, they also said that if someone could provide evidence or be willing to be a witness, the police would also launch an investigation mechanism, but apparently no one did this.
Lukar also heard the news early in the morning, and he immediately realized that the opportunity had come!
In fact, he also found a suitable Imperial person to be an undercover agent during this period. When he was receiving training in the capital, he met a senior agent of the Dangerous Goods Administration in Seran City.
This senior agent is an imperial immigrant, but he immigrated earlier. He is a fourth-generation immigrant and only has one-eighth Imperial blood.
He had grown up in the Federation. Apart from blood, there was actually no difference between him and the Federation people.
They call these people "native immigrants", and some people even give them a discriminatory name.
However... this does not work for these "spiritually naturalized" immigrants, because they do not consider themselves immigrants, they firmly believe that they are federal citizens.
When Lukar was chatting with this guy, the other person mentioned that someone in his family also wanted to work in the Dangerous Goods Administration, but there was no good way.
Therefore, Lukar talked to him about a job that might be a bit dangerous and needed a reliable immigrant with a clean background.
If the matter is successful, he can ask Director Dale to recruit the undercover agent into the Golden Port City Dangerous Goods Administration Bureau.
Whether he is transferred back to Seran City or stays in Golden Port City, they are both good development directions.
The other party agreed!
Someone asked me what I think about gg and gg. I said that I can see it with my eyes. Everyone’s performance was very stable and showed the corporate culture very well. It was an excellent performance!
(End of chapter)