Chapter 985: A Feast of the Night (1)

Moro stood guard on the Avenue of Joseph and several other main roads for three days, without any movement, and the bigwigs of several major families did not even set foot in front of their homes, and he mobilized the police throughout Sicily to stay in their cars and guard the empty city for three days.

At ten o'clock in the morning of the fourth day, Moro gave the order to evacuate, and everyone returned to their department, and he hurriedly got into the car and made a call. "Didn't you say something was going to happen? I kept watch for three days, and there must have been no movement. ”

"Tonight, you find someone to block the entire South Street, set up a cordon in the West and East Districts, that is, in the middle of the two families of Klomopo and Luches, so that no one is allowed to enter or leave, and you also have to find someone to set up a checkpoint on the Yin and Yang Line, and the people of Sin City are not allowed to cross this line, do as I say, and then you will get what you want."

"But these are two completely different routes." Moro listened to the other party's arrangement, and recalled the terrain of the entire Palermo in his mind, and the manpower of his police station was simply not enough.

"That's your problem, now you have nine hours to talk to your immediate boss."

"But if there is still no harvest this time, I will be dismissed, you must know that I can withstand everyone's scolding for the past three days, and the pressure is very great, you should be able to understand my situation." Moro muttered in a bad tone, he didn't gain anything in three days, and he swore frankly in front of the mayor that he could take down the entire gang in one fell swoop, in fact, the other party did nothing, and the mayor's face was more stinky than the water in the gutter when he left, so he didn't want to risk it again. In addition, this time, we have to call in the manpower of other departments to cooperate.

There was laughter on the other end of the line. "Seven o'clock tonight."

Moro sighed and drove to the city hall where he had eight hours to convince his mayor, but the hope was slim.

When the moon rises in the sky! The stars were already blinking their eyes, and the sea was lapping against the sand in the bright moonlight.

It is a large estate covering an area of nearly 400 acres, with a variety of different fruits and a small vineyard on the periphery, but most of it is dominated by olive groves, and today there is a grand party on this estate. The people invited are the most famous local gang bosses, in addition to the current godfather, there are also underworld organizations from other regions, which can be said to be an unprecedented gangster feast, and the people who can gather these people are also a casual topic that people are constantly suspicious.

Where there are gangsters, there is a struggle, no one looks down on anyone, everyone wants to destroy anyone, and in a seemingly relaxed and harmonious scene, it is possible that the next picture will be who is jumped on the head by whom, and a harmonious picture will be turned into a bloody massacre.

Outside this villa with shining lights. In those corners where the light is not visible, there are hidden members of the power of various families.

There are a large number of lookout points set up on the two-meter-high wall around the manor, and the courtyard is extremely closely monitored. Surveillance cameras are set up in every corner, and the barking of fierce hounds can be heard from time to time, not to mention the hidden whistles that are hidden in the shadows, and the owners of this place can be described as heavily guarded.

The ground floor of the manor is the main arena of the banquet hall, where guests are entertained, beautiful women are like clouds, delicious food, and the musicians of the band are also quite qualified, and in the center of the third floor of the manor is a conference room. The large conference table, five meters long and three meters wide, forms a horseshoe shape, and a column is placed in the middle, and the long black velvet cloth hangs down on the carpet to form a whole with the black carpet, and the square column is empty, and a concave section seems to have been deliberately dug out.

In this room are some of the largest families in Sicily, as well as some fresh faces. Downstairs, there are still many characters from the underworld organization who can't enter this room, this is a place where the upper echelons gather, and only seven or eight people are sitting scattered in a dozen seats, and the funny thing is that in front of the horseshoe-shaped conference table, there are also the name tags of the owners of their respective positions. As if they were afraid that they would not find a place.

The faces of the people sitting were solemn, and even some of them were full of anger, and it was difficult to hide the faint murderous aura. It's no wonder that after enduring three days, it is really not easy for these bigwigs to not hold back their illness.

"Do you know who invited you today?" An old man about fifty years old, medium size, ordinary appearance but with majesty asked the person on the side, his name is Ma Xin, he is the boss of Chinatown here, and he has always been with the Sicilian gangsters who do not enter the river, everyone does their own business, and they do not cross borders in their own territory, so they are still peaceful.

"I don't know, we all received the cards, and it seems that we heard that the rose cane appeared." The person who spoke had an authentic Beijing flavor, his name was Cai Fanglin, a northerner who specialized in human trafficking business, and his eyes were aimed at the two people sitting opposite them, presumably Augusto and Cassaber, two tall people, who were obviously much thinner.

"Everyone, after drinking the tea, just make a clear statement," Cai Fanglin was a rough man, his eyes glanced at the other people here, he didn't have the patience to continue waiting, and he had never liked these mafias, and he felt that being under the same roof now made him extremely manic.

Ma Xin pulled him, Nicholas has not yet arrived, this banquet will not be able to start on time, and only four of the five major families came, and the other two bigwigs were killed three days ago, the new patriarch has always been a mystery, the key is that the three eastern provinces were rumored to have died in the police station, today's meeting must be for these, as a Chinese gangster, he doesn't want to meddle in the mafia's affairs, but this rose cane, he has to come.

"I heard that there will be a mysterious figure this time, don't worry, let's wait patiently!" The person who spoke was Mozarafi from the Middle East, it can be said that he was the second arms supplier after the three eastern provinces, his shrewd face was filled with a kind of joy all the time, for the death of the three eastern provinces, he can be said to be the biggest beneficiary, he was oppressed for a long time, how to acquire the sphere of influence of the three eastern provinces is his next plan, annexed these territories to become the largest arms dealer in Sicily, the wishful thinking in his heart has long been revealed on his shrewd face.

"The people of Sin City will also join the meeting, and the people of 'Wagonnay' will also be invited, and this mysterious figure has brought together all of us in Sicily, including the clowns who jump off the beam."

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