In the noisy Louis Manor, there was a sudden burst of gunfire, and the originally lively garden suddenly fell silent; downstairs in the garden, at the rockery, the crowd of mourners who came to mourn stopped their movements and looked dazed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dismask, who was sitting in the conference room on the second floor, was taken aback, stood up suddenly, and yelled outside the door, "What's the matter, what's going on with the guards?!!! what's going on??"

One of the guards pushed the door open and shook his head blankly, "My godfather, I don't know ...... either"

Dismask snorted angrily and strode out of the room, followed by James behind him, and whispered as he passed by the guards, "I don't know if you won't check! You idiot, go home and fish!"

Half an hour ago, Carmen Cleone was in the square of the manor to greet a crowd of people from all over the world related to the Black Hand, which was supposed to be a vigorous funeral for his brother, but the people who came did not bring much sadness or sincerity, and paid homage to the last great godfather of the Black Hand, Jack Cleone, may have been just a cover, they came more to "visit" the young seventeen-year-old godfather Dismusk von? His Excellency Heinstein is to observe what impact this transfer of power will have on them.

Dismask is the current godfather, as the existence at the top of the pyramid of the black hand, Carmen has no need to hate this young and powerful godfather, not to mention that the young godfather is very important to the Cleone family, but even if he thinks about it, when he sees the faces of those cats crying rats, Carmen still feels an indescribable pain in his heart, but he still endures the unhappiness in his heart to entertain those guests who come from afar.

"Hello, Lord Corleone, welcome to Sicily!"

"Hmm...... Your Excellency Capone, I've heard of your name for a long time, and congratulations on your release!"

"Your Excellency Lucien, Honorary Chairman of the North American National Committee of the Black Hand, your deeds make my blood boil!"

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While Carmen was talking to the bigwigs from the Americas, a guard quickly came to his side and carefully whispered in his ear.

Carmen's face changed, I don't know what to stimulate, I left a sentence of misaccompaniment, and hurried to the gate, there is a vast flat land outside the gate, it may be rebuilt in order to be able to place vehicles, to put it bluntly, it is a wide parking lot, where there are parking high-end cars, Ford, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Aika, Chrysler, but in those car crowds, there are actually two or three people with paper and pen in their hands are constantly copying the license plate numbers of those famous cars; , is the party that holds the real power, those people hold pen and paper to record these license plate numbers, this is the rhythm of the Sicilian mafia high-level netting......

Could this not have made Carmen furious, and his anger rose from his heart, and he went away with two attendants with a glaring eye at a person who had copied it.

"This is a private club, what are you doing?"

The man raised his head, his eyes flicked slightly, and he said disdainfully, "I'm just acting on orders, the person in the black Rolls-Royce behind me is my head, if you don't understand, you can ask him!"

Carmen was very arrogant, and not at all timid, very bold, although Carmen was angry, but still calm, he knew that there must be a force behind such a person, so he ignored the man, but followed his point, saw a luxurious black car, snorted in his nostrils, and walked towards the car with the people;

"Hey, man, I heard these are your masterpieces!" Carmen said, gesturing at the men who had copied them, into the man in the car in a gray plaid suit with sunglasses.

The man didn't see any expression, and he didn't answer Carmen's question, but he looked at Carmen for a while, and then slowly stretched out his hand, took the cigarette from his mouth, and then spit lightly at Carmen, watching Carmen's face gradually darken, and the corners of his eyes kept jumping, and then the corners of his mouth grinned with satisfaction, showing a contemptuous smile, took out a document from his jacket pocket, and swung it out of the car.

FBI (Federal Bureau of Investigation) !!

Carmen snorted angrily, "Hmph, the FBI can still find me in Sicily, you are too lenient...... Sir, I advise you to stop these rude acts at once, or you will be punished as you deserve!" said the last few words, and her voice was as low as if she were squeezing out between her teeth, and it was evident that Carmen's mood was now in a rage, reaching the extreme.

The FBI is the Federal Bureau of Investigation of the United States, founded in 1935, and has a slight reputation in the United States, but for the world, it has not been established for many years, and the department is just an organization on the American continent, at this time the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union for hegemony has just begun, and it has not yet become as famous as later generations. So Europeans generally don't buy it, even in the 21st century.

The man in the car, ignoring Carmen, took another puff of cigarette, and spit out the smoke ring lightly, before turning his head, and the corners of his mouth bent and said, "Otherwise, what do you want?

Carmen was furious, reached out and pulled out a six-shot revolver from the belt of her underwear, the barrel of which was pointed at the head of the arrogant FBI agent in the car.

"Believe it or not I'll blow your head off!!"

"Come on, man, I'll tell you a secret, in fact, I look down on you Italians in my heart, cowardice is in your blood, innate ......"

"Horn!"

With a bang, a large stream of "tomato sauce" squirted out from the car and sprinkled on Carmen's white dress, which was bright red, shiny red, and eye-catching, and on the white dress, it looked dazzling.

When the transcribers heard the gunshots, they quickly made the movements that an agent should have, and his right hand quickly stretched out to the waist, pulled out the pistol from the holster, and moved quickly with the sound of the gunshots, and Carmen's clothes are now very conspicuous, especially with a gun in his hand, five FBI agents surrounded Carmen in a fan shape, because of the cross-border mission, so they still restrained themselves and did not shoot. Two of Carmen's men also drew their pistols and confronted the surrounding enemies.

And Carmen, who was hot-tempered just now, now seemed to be nothing, constantly complaining, putting the gun on the roof of the car, rubbing his new white dress with both hands, completely indifferent to the tense environment around him, in his eyes, there was no existence in Sicily that could threaten his life, except for the perverted godfather, of course.

"Today is my brother's grooming day, damn it, this is my new clothes, and now they are so dirty......"

When Carmen's nervous mouth broke some words, Godfather Dismask hurried over with a group of people, looking at the two groups of people facing each other, the guards behind him instantly took out their pistols, and some even held a long gun squirrel, and dozens of people quickly surrounded the five agents.

"Carmen! what's going on?" Dis Musk looked at Carmen who was covered in blood and asked loudly, there was no reprimand in his tone, nor was there any kindness in the past, it tended to be bland and people could not hear the joy, anger and sorrow, he had been the godfather of the black hand party for two years, Dis Musk had also changed a lot; he knew that he could control his emotions, but seeing Carmen's decadent and remorseful face, Dis Musk couldn't help but be surprised, he knew that Carmen was a guy who was easy to be impulsive, and being brave and ruthless had always been his trademark, but after returning from Egypt, under his strong orders and entrusted responsibilities, Carmen had reined in a lot, and he didn't know what kind of willingness caused him to lose control of his emotions now, such a complex and tortuous expression, it is hard to imagine that it appeared on the body of an iron-clad tough guy.

When Carmen heard the question, she turned around and looked at the godfather next to her with a sad face, lamenting, "My brother died, and this guy insulted him, so I killed him." ”

The tone is indifferent, telling an ordinary thing.

Dismusk was silent for a moment, raised his hand and snapped his fingers in his ear, and then there ......were dozens of gunshots around him, mixed with some screams, those agents fell in a pool of blood before they understood what was going on, their eyes were not closed, they didn't understand until they died, what kind of courage did these Italians have that made them shoot themselves without hesitation...... But such questions are questions that no one can answer them.

Carmen also looked confused, and looked around stupidly, those FBI agents had already gone to see God, and then saw the godfather's big face slowly approaching...

Dismask thought that this guy had been working hard for the past few days, and he was missing his dead brother, and he was a little out of control, so he stepped forward and hugged him, and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry for Jack's death, but I'm sure he is back in the arms of the goddess of victory, the dead rest in peace, and the living should live a good life, Carmen, you have to cheer up!"

Since Dismask was German, he was born into a Prussian Junker aristocratic family, and he believed in the goddess of victory......

Carmen hugged the young godfather's broad shoulders and said gratefully, "Thank you, my godfather, you are my sun, giving me infinite light and warmth, and guiding us on the road to victory forever." ”

"But I have one more thing to tell you...... I shot this guy in the car, and the other guy you killed was an FBI agent......"

As soon as Carmen said this, he found that the body of his godfather, who was still hugging him, trembled slightly, although it was very light, but he could still feel that a bad emotion suddenly arose in his heart, and suddenly he thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he quickly said again. I think the Americans have a conspiracy, they're copying the license plate number of every luxury car in the parking lot, you know, so that the bigwigs of the black hands and parties in Sicily will be transparent, and the police can find any useful information based on the license plate number, which even the local police don't dare to do. ”

After hearing this, Dismask gently patted Carmen's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "You did the right thing, Carmen, but next time you must finish the words at one time." ”

Dis Musk is actually a little awkward in his heart, it feels like being put on a side, in fact, Speaking of which, Dis Musk is not afraid of the Americans, after all, it is so far away, separated by two oceans, but who wants to find himself this powerful enemy for no reason, or has the backing of a national organization, if he is alone, with the strength of transcending mortals, who is afraid of a country, but behind him is an organization, a large number of ordinary people follow him, for the last US military action, Dis still has some scruples…… Anyway, when did the beam beat around me change so much.

But today is different from the past, Dismask has just carried out a major purge and established an absolute dominance in the party, at this time, in this environment, no matter who and no country should try to stop their own pace of progress.

"Alright, gentlemen, disperse, James ordered a few men to carry these bodies down and inspect them properly, and Carmen informed all the members of the Black Hand Party to put them on first-level alert from today!"