"Mr. George, when I was in Los Angeles, I felt that your identity was definitely not as simple as the leader of the Los Angeles Mafia Spades, your father is Italian, and your mother is Chinese, can you tell me your true identity now?"

In the closed hall of the pleasant smell of corpses and the fresh smell of blood, I began to talk to George Bryan while waiting.

George took out a box of Cuban cigars from his bosom, took one out and threw it to me, lit another one himself, took a deep puff of rich smoke, and said, "The Italian mafia, which originated from the Sicilian uprising on March 30, 1282, the day before Valentine's Day." When a Palermo girl was raped by French soldiers on her wedding day, Sicily began a frenzied revenge, attacking every Frenchman they met, and proposing "MortoAllaFrancia, ItaliaAnela", and Mafia was the abbreviation of this slogan, which later developed into a secret society with Sicily in Italy and Corsica in France as its core. Later, with the immigration of Italian descent, it was scattered all over the world, especially Houston in the United States. So...... Although the Italian mafia factions are intricate, they can also be divided into 'Sicilian', 'Corsican', and 'Houston', and the general leaders of the factions are collectively referred to as 'faction leaders'...... He was once above the leaders of the three major factions and commanded nearly 10 million mafia members--'The Godfather'!"

Bangzizi~~!

George's words fell, the walls rumbled with the sound of thunder rolling outside, and the lights in the meeting room flickered brightly and dimly.

I handed the cigar in my mouth, squinted and took a heavy breath, and said, "Your grandfather...... It was the 'godfather', which was really unexpected, and after that...... Something must have happened!"

George said in a deep voice: "Yes, my grandfather gave birth to four sons in his life, my father George Edward, is the second son, but the eldest son, my uncle is mediocre, my father is the head of the Sicilian faction, and he is also the most promising person to become the next godfather, but in the old age of the godfather, on the day when the heir is about to be announced, he was assassinated, and the godfather died, without announcing the heir...... Uncle, the third uncle was arguing at the church where my godfather's funeral was held, and at that time, my father proposed to find out my grandfather's will......"

I stared at me and said, "Will......?" What has the Godfather already realized?"

George's eyes were scornful, "That's right...... In order to prevent being exploited by someone with a heart, when he felt sick, he had already considered the character and ability of each son, and made a will, which my father had seen with his own eyes, and it was my father's name that was put on the will...... It's just that when the mafia executives opened the safe in the presence of a notary, the name on the will was stolen and replaced by my fourth uncle - 'George Federer!', my father immediately realized that the will must have been tampered with, but in order to preserve the brotherhood, he acquiesced to this result, the fourth uncle was inconspicuous in his life, and only when he came to power did he show his fierceness, he became the godfather of the mafia, and immediately transferred my father from the position of the head of the Sicilian faction, and my father became the weakest of the three factions The leader of the 'Houston faction', and…… The Houston faction was originally the fourth uncle's faction, and all the leaders of the following departments were almost all his henchmen, after my father was transferred to the head of the Houston faction, he didn't have much real power in his hands, and the leaders of his subordinates were detached, and they would be assassinated no less than ten times a year, my mother ...... It was to protect my father that he died!"

Speaking of this, George's gaze suddenly became fierce!

After calming down a bit, George said: " In order to help my father share his worries, I went to the grassroots level, in the secret purge of the rebels in the Houston faction, to consolidate my father's position, not long ago, my father was completely at the head of the faction, and among the four sons left by my grandfather, except for Federer, who became the current godfather, only my father is still alive, the eldest uncle and the third uncle have long been persecuted to death by the fourth uncle, but my father is not completely declining, in the Sicilian faction, there are still a large number of my father's henchmen, although Federer is the godfather, but the only thing that is really under his control is the Corsicans, and half of the Sicilians, if they tear their faces openly, there is no good fruit for anyone to eat, so all he can do is coercion and temptation, as well as assassination!"

I flicked off the cigar that was a little later, and said, "Lingzun, didn't you take similar measures?

George shook his head and smiled bitterly: "My father, originally not a very ambitious person, the most important thing is that he thinks that cannibalism will only wear down the strength of our George clan, and in the end he will be exploited by foreign clans, so he has been looking for a peaceful solution, maybe ...... He was not born to be a hero, and although I hate my fourth uncle very much, I must admit that George Federer is a real hero, a real godfather! If it weren't for my mother's business, I might have acquiesced in my father's decision, but there was no assumption, so as long as I, George Bryan, were alive, I would definitely pull 'George Federer' down!"

At this point, George Bryan's tiger eyes have turned red.

After the silence, he looked at me slightly apologetically and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Zhuang Feng, when I see you again, I unconsciously feel a little out of shape, and let you listen to me so much irrelevant ......"

I smiled and said, "It's okay~ Everyone has something to do at all costs, I can understand your mood and feelings, because it is not you who harbor a deep hatred of blood, if there is a need, I Zhuang Feng does not mind being a reliable ally of Mr. George." ”

George Bryan was moved: "When I was in Los Angeles, the reason why I didn't confide in my life experience was because I was worried that after you heard it, you would stay away from me, after all, you are me, my daughter, my son-in-law's savior, I don't want to lose your old friend, now look at it, it's me George Bryan who lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, let's talk to each other, Brother Zhuang Feng!"

I smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother George! By the way, you ordered the fighter to ......."

Creak!

At this moment, the door of the meeting room opened, and Joseph led someone in, indifferently swept the dead bodies all over the place, looked at us with a smile, and said, "It seems that ...... The discussion was more 'harmonious' than imagined, there were two forces surviving, and they talked very happily, B-2 ghost bombers, 18 in stock, the second position of the Houston faction of the Italian mafia, Mr. George Bryan ordered three, and Mr. Zhuang Feng, the leader of the Huaxia Guosen Luo Zhan Hall and the Hitomi Group, ordered 15 planes, in view of the fact that there is no conflict with the other goods you ordered, and the two of them have a personal relationship and are proficient in the same language, there is no need to negotiate separately, the two of you come with me, and the others wait...... I'm tired of waiting here. ”

In this way, I, George, followed Joseph to a luxurious room, he pushed the two orders to me and George respectively, and smiled: "This is the list of orders for the two people, the unit price, the total price has been calculated and summarized, please check it by the two of you, if there is no problem, please sign and pay at the check-in office, after it is completed, there will be a special person to transport the two orders of armaments to any designated place in the world! Of course...... Mr. Zhuang Feng ordered a 'Ford' class displacement: 100,000 tons, length: 335 meters, carrier-based aircraft: 85 aircraft type aircraft carriers, we will be loaded with fuel and fighter jets, within a month, delivered to your designated sea area!"

George, looking at me with shocked eyes, said, "Brother Zhuang Feng...... Are you planning to create an independent state?"

I smiled and said, "I, Zhuang Feng, am a patriot, and I will be a Chinese person for eternity~!"

There is no element of falsification in these words, and even if I had the ability, I would never have established an independent country.

George looked at me deeply, his eyes full of admiration.

However, I smiled and did not sign the order.

Joseph's eyes froze, and then he said, "Mr. Zhuang Feng...... The order has been completed, and there is no problem with the data. ”

I smiled and said, "That's right...... An aircraft carrier, 85 fighters including the 15 B-2 Ghost bombers, 170 tanks of various types, 20 warships, SRA missile defense system, LUX main battle radar system, LD crack generator, with a total price of 120 billion US dollars, there is really no problem......"

Joseph said, "Since there is no problem, please sign it......"

Squeak!

But...... I smiled and tore the order to shreds......

Boom Boom!!

The door opened, and the guards with laser weapons pointed their guns at me, and the muzzle light exploded......

Joseph said with a gloomy face: "Mr. Zhuang Feng, what do you mean by this?

I spread my hands and smiled, "This order is invalid, make another one...... Because of the price, Lao Tzu ...... Not satisfied!"

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