Shadow Empire - Chapter 930 Easy Change of Hands

Undercurrents were surging in the peaceful city. News kept coming in that someone had taken something to the Federation and sold it for a hundred times the money.

So-and-so was trying to escape, but was stopped halfway, his things were stolen, and he died.

The atmosphere in the entire Sage City has become completely different. People no longer discuss what "treasures" might be found in some unexplored areas.

Their attention was focused on the local businesses.

Incredibly fast!

"Now we still need a fire," Pedro said while eating.

A lot of people gathered around him, and they had put in a lot of effort during this period to get the situation to where it is now.

They are the successful mountain runners and the "cullers" who roam outside the cities.

He swallowed the food in his mouth. The hot food made his breathing much smoother, and even his blocked nasal cavity became unobstructed.

He had heat-sensitive rhinitis, so he blew his nose, and the transparent snot fell to the ground with two "pops". He turned his head and looked at the people around him, "Before you light this barrel of explosives, I have one last question for you all."

"Are you ready?"

He pushed his glasses, one side of which was cracked and the lenses were a little scratched, and said, "Are you ready to fight for your life and create a future?"

Of course they know what the "future" that Pedro is talking about is. It is a future where "people are the main body of the country", a future where "there is no exploitation and oppression", and a future where "the society is civilized and the system is advanced like the Federation"!

Everyone nodded vigorously. At this moment, a sense of mission and epicness arose spontaneously.

Some of them now had a premonition that they would be painted on canvas one day!

I just don't know what name they will give this painting at that time.

He stood up and threw the bowl he had just eaten heavily to the ground.

The broken porcelain pieces flew everywhere, and the cracking sound was even more piercing!People looked at him, and he nodded slightly, "Then let us light the first fire to burn down the old era and welcome the new era!"

In the afternoon, a grain station in the city was already crowded with noisy people. In just a few days, the price of grain had doubled.

"Are they crazy or am I crazy?"

Things like wheat kernels and wheat flour basically cost more than 30 yuan, which is simply crazy!

People have never thought that the price of food could be so outrageous!

While they were discussing, the clerk suddenly came out with a blackboard eraser, erased the price on the small wooden board, and wrote it again.

In just a short while, it increased by another 50 points!

Someone couldn't help but curse, but the clerk just glanced at him sideways, and then wrote a normal price that was not outrageous next to the outrageous price: a little more than three dollars and twenty cents for wheat.

People suddenly became a little noisy, everyone was discussing and talking.

The clerk turned around and looked at them. "The boss said that the high price is the normal selling price. Don't think it's too expensive."

"Now even if you have money outside, you may not be able to buy food."

He pointed to the other side of the room at a price that was not outrageous, "This is the internal price, it's for selling to 'our own people'."

Someone immediately asked, "What is our own people?"

"Am I one of us?"

The clerk looked at the man and said, "You sell what you get from the mountains to all the local merchants, and they will give you a card."

"The more you sell, the more food you can buy."

"For every ten dollars worth of goods sold, you can buy a pound of food for three dollars and twenty dollars!"

When this explanation came out, the crowd was even more shocked!They finally realized what this meant - wielding a sickle and cutting their flesh in front of them!

For most of the month, the amount of mountain products purchased from merchants was not enough, but they still have some stock in their warehouses to make up for it.

But you can also use it once and throw it away, it’s not worth the money anyway.

So with the mayor's tacit approval, they began to frantically raise the price of food, and then adopted the method of requiring people to sell goods to be eligible to buy food, forcing everyone to sell things to them.

Not selling?

Okay, wait and starve to death!People's emotions suddenly became excited. The two sides were already in confrontation, and something like this happening at this time would only make people's emotions continue to get out of control!

After all, the Lapa people... are used to being honest. The most important thing is that they have no weapons to resist and no means of production. Without this imperfect society, most of them will find it difficult to survive!This is a typical case of relying on the monopoly resources in one's hands and not taking others into consideration.

People roared loudly, yelled angrily, and cursed, but it seemed to be of no use.

The clerk glanced at them sideways, turned back to the food station, sat there and picked up a book.

There was only a threshold about two centimeters high between the people outside and the grain station, as well as the grain piled on the ground of the grain station. Apart from that, there were no other obstacles.

People didn't dare to do that. They actually knew very well what it would mean if they robbed these grain stations, so they could only curse loudly outside the door, but they had no way to do anything about the people and things that were so close to them.

The clerk had a sarcastic smile on his face. He shook his head and calmed down to continue reading the novel in his hand.

Just as he was getting into it, he suddenly heard someone stepping into the food station. He looked up at the man and said, "If you don't have a permit, get out!"

The people who came over stared at him, and he glared back without fear. The other party was getting closer and closer to him. What he didn't notice was that the cursing outside the grain station was getting quieter and quieter, and he couldn't even hear it anymore.

He knew clearly that these guys were probably tough ones, but his long-standing habit, or his understanding of these lackeys, prevented him from dodging.

He puffed out his chest and looked at these people, staring back at them with an even fiercer look, "I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?"

The next second, the man standing in the front suddenly pulled out the machete hanging on his waist and slashed at his neck!

The clerk subconsciously lowered his head and tried to look at the other person's hand, but the muscles on one side of his neck were completely severed, and only the muscles on the other side were exerting force.

But if you pull just one side, the horse's head will turn.

His head tilted toward the side that was not cut, directly lifting the cut side.

Blood spurted onto the opponent's hand with a "puff". He tilted his head and looked at the spurting bright red blood. His mind was blank, with only one thought -

I'm fucking dying!

Almost two or three seconds later, the clerk fell to the ground with a plop, twitching slightly. Countless cells in his body were doing the final rescue, and the rapid secretion of adrenaline made his body twitch instinctively, but it was no use in saving him.

He lay there, blood quickly soaking the ground around him, and he could only watch as those people stepped over his head.

How dare these lackeys?

Several people came out, each carrying a small bag of food. They glanced at the silent crowd who made way for them and quickly passed through.

In their ears, they could hear their own heartbeats beating like drums.

The clerk was completely motionless.

A man suddenly ran into the grain station and started putting food into his pocket. Then the second one, the third one, and more people began to rush in, frantically grabbing everything they could get!This scene not only happened here, but also in other places where food was sold.

Once the bloody massacre begins, one side must die before it can stop!

Pedro was wearing a windbreaker that he had stolen from somewhere. This time he didn't wear glasses, but had his hair combed back and covered with hair wax.

He led his men and moved quickly towards the city hall.

Moreover, these people all carried guns, at least quite a few of them.

People in the rioting city also noticed them, but they did not dare to come forward because they saw the guns.

A crazy and exciting idea arose in people's hearts, and they became more crazy about killing merchants, casinos, and masters!

Those masters who were once high and mighty and never looked at them in the eye were tied up and hung on trees. They stabbed their bodies with knives or other things to prevent them from dying quickly and tortured them severely.

Those noble ladies who always looked at them like maggots were now being grabbed by their hair, pressed under their bodies, and pounded hard!

The order of the city was completely destroyed in just forty or fifty minutes!Occasional gunfire was heard in the city, but was quickly extinguished.

There was no longer any cold or vicious expression on the mayor's face. He had already answered the call from the Presidential Palace.

He was covered in sweat, and his hair, which was always meticulously done, was wet with sweat.

He held the receiver with both hands, bent over, tightened his knees and slightly raised his butt, like a victim who had just been anally assaulted. "Mr. President, please send troops as soon as possible. Those people are crazy!"

"They attacked our grain stations and warehouses, took away your grain and wealth, and beat and even killed some security guards."

"Some police officers were killed by them, some went into hiding, and some may have joined them..."

"I...I don't know. Maybe we won't last until three days later."

"I……"

While they were talking, the mayor's butler ran in in panic, his face full of fear. He pointed in the direction of the gate, gasping for breath, and didn't even have time to say anything.

The president on the other side of the receiver was also stunned, "What happened?"

"Why is there so much gunfire?"

"Who are you fighting?"

He kept asking loudly, his emotions were completely aroused!To the rulers, those opponents with weapons and those without weapons are creatures of completely different dimensions!He knew that Lapa's privileged class and ruling group had private armed forces, and he himself also had private armed forces.

He knew that the mayor had seven or eight armed bodyguards, but the gunshots outside were definitely not the sound that could be caused by seven or eight weapons.

But now, the mayor could no longer answer any of his questions.

The mayor threw the receiver on the table and strode to the window.

He looked at the ongoing gunfight in the garden and the people he had never seen before approaching, and a deep chill surged over his head!This is not something he can get involved in!

It is very difficult for ordinary people to get weapons in a place like Lapa. This is the only possibility for these people to come into contact with hot weapons.

But he no longer had the mind to think about these things. He turned around and ran towards the table, as if he did not hear the President's calls that kept coming from the receiver.

He packed up some valuables, opened the safe, put several large gems into his pockets, then took a pistol and a box of bullets and ran outside with the butler.

Every year, he kept the best of the nugget gold and gems mined here.

But these things are indeed valuable assets to the mayor!

The manor was full of people running around in panic. He and the butler entered the garage, drove a car, and tried to leave through the side door of the manor, the small door used by the staff to enter and exit the manor.

But when the car was about to reach the small gate, he saw someone pointing a weapon at them.

The butler swerved the car, causing it to hit a rock on the side of the road and stop.

He watched these people open the car door and slowly move out of the car. He raised his hands high, his face full of fear and anxiety, "Don't shoot..."

More than ten minutes later, the mayor saw the leader of the group, a guy named Pedro, in his house.

No one could connect Pedro at this moment with his past self. He turned and looked at the mayor, with a hint of curiosity and contempt in his eyes.

This was his first time to have such close contact with a "big shot".

At this moment, the mayor was like a dog with a broken spine, with a cautious and flattering smile on his face.

"Please take a seat, Mr. Mayor."

The mayor sat down slowly. Pedro walked over to him and sat down. Then he said, "I plan to take over this city. Do you have any good suggestions?"

The mayor looked at Pedro and saw that he didn't seem to be joking. He was briefly stunned. Didn't the other party know that the risks of staying here were much greater than leaving?

He likes this feeling, trampling those high-handed masters into the mud and stepping on them a few more times!"No, we are not leaving. Times are changing dramatically. Everything is different now, Mr. Mayor!"

The mayor fell into deep thought. After about two minutes, he asked, "The army will be here soon. How do you plan to deal with them?"

Pedro's face was full of confidence, "We will defeat them!"

Such strong self-confidence gave the mayor an illusion that maybe what he said was true!

"But it doesn't matter, because from today on, I will take over the position of mayor of Seg City and manage the city."

"From now on, I will announce some new rules. Those who can accept them will do as I ask."

"Those who can't accept it, take your things and leave this city now."

"After the sun rises tomorrow, if anyone is here and doesn't follow my rules, I will kill him!"