In the dimly lit living room, an old-fashioned table lamp emits a dim glow on the coffee table next to the sofa, and under the light, an old lady with glasses sits there, quietly holding a book and reading carefully. This picture will be misunderstood in anyone's eyes, perhaps with her white shirt and black trousers, many people will think that she should be the principal of a school, especially the figure that has not been out of shape at all, and can vaguely let people see the shadow of the old woman's beauty when she was young.

Click.

When the sound came from the door lock, she reached out and took off her glasses to look at the door, her short hair vibrated a little with this movement, and at that time, a man of about thirty years old walked in, a little tired: "Mom, haven't you slept yet?" ”

The old lady closed the book in her hand, did not answer the question, and asked directly, "How is the discussion?" ”

The man took off his jacket and reached out on the sofa, then sat down next to the old lady, and a face peeked out of the shadows in the dim light, and whispered, "Those old fellows have decided to ignore our family's affairs, I mean, the only street in our house is gone." ”

This man has a pair of penetrating eyes, when he is calm, the gaze is like a wolf walking on the grassland with his head down, and the moment he concentrates, it is as if the wolf has found its prey, and the eyes are full of almost dull ferocity.

"Doko, I remember telling you that territory is never the most important thing for us now......" the old lady reassured.

"Yes, I know, the most important thing is people, I know that. It's just that if there is no territory, how can anyone follow me? ”

The old lady raised her hand and stroked the back of Doko's head to his back. He patted it lightly and said, "Don't forget, only you have the title of Doko, and the entire region where the Armenians are located is completely ruled by the Doko family. ”

Doko didn't speak, but listened quietly, his eyes fixed on a portrait hanging on the wall. In that painting, there is a very old chair, and on the chair sits a majestic middle-aged man, if the current Doko is a wolf, then this middle-aged man is the 'head wolf' of the wolf pack.

"Doko?"

He spoke, but there was a hint of helpless self-deprecation in his words: "Ten years ago, it was a name that could shock the entire Armenian region, but when this name was pinned on my head, it became a joke. Mother. Everyone knows that it is the short-sighted Sass family who now rule the entire Armenian region, and they have taken the place of the Doko family. Although I can still sit in the golden chair, which symbolizes status, at every family meeting, I never have the opportunity to speak at the meeting. ”

"How many years has Sasse ever made the right choice? When Italians and Jews from as far away as New York came to Los Angeles to ask for help, Sass chose to refuse with a cold attitude, and he deprived the Armenians of the opportunity to become a real corporate gang, and they are still stuck in the situation of a familial gang; The Russians and Colombians also failed to convince the stubborn old fellow. He had been thinking that working with these people would threaten our position in Los Angeles for so many years. The only time he collaborated with the other gangs was to send a group of prostitutes-women to Monteque, which provoked the ire of the Mexicans, and his son was shot the next day, a warning that still hangs over the heads of the entire Armenian. ”

"What can I do in this situation? Don't forget that in the family meeting are all bastards who surrender to the Sass family. ”

"I, I—he—mom—I'm about to give up."

The old lady smiled at her son, who was in a dilemma. She seemed unconcerned about the embarrassment her family was in: "You can hold on, you have the precious ...... your father left you"

"Is it a character of tenacity, forbearance, and choice to fight to the end in the face of difficult circumstances?"

Twenty years ago, Doko was the most famous family in the Armenian ghetto, and the bloody wind of the name brought about it quickly ushered in the era of unification of the Armenians, who were divided and divided into gangs. The Armenians had the backing of the Armenians, who did not have to fear bullying by the blacks, whites, Cubans, Spaniards, and Russians, and from that day on, no Armenian paid a penny to outsiders for protection.

Old Doko conveyed the will of the Armenians with bloodshed again and again, and they drove the Colombians with MP5s out of the community with shotguns and pistols, so that there were no more drug traffickers in the community during the day, although they took advantage of the US government's vigorous crackdown on the sale of drugs and products in the 90s, but they still won this magical war.

From that time on, the Armenians had their own seats at the round table in Los Angeles and organized family meetings internally, and at that time, the two families of Doko and Sass were the pillars of the entire Armenian region.

Truth be told, in the chaotic world of the 90s, Armenians supported such gangs, at least they were willing to keep the protection money at a level that every family found hurtless, rather than like other gangsters, who wanted to suck your blood dry; They are willing to make the community clean during the day, where people will never find needles and addicts sleeping on benches in the park again, and drug dealers will only be seen in the park after 12 a.m.; Even the thugs, who lived by robbery and theft, did not attack Armenia's own people and began to operate at the gates of the city railway and at various bus stops.

If Montek was an empire that belonged to the priest alone, then a higher level of family chain had been formed within the Armenian community. Doko and Sass set up gold shops here, and blatantly put the stolen goods in the store and sold them at low prices for others in the community; Here, they set up a law firm in partnership with unscrupulous lawyers to help terminally ill people defraud the insurance companies of the United States.

It took Doco a decade to build a full populace base throughout the community, which made many willing to take the risk of helping them hide the LPD wanted felons in their homes.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the Duoke family only had ten years of glory, and ten years later, the old Duoke was dragged down by cancer and only had a skinny body, and finally, had to leave this world.

The old lady, the woman who looked like a headmaster under the lamp, made a decision with the utmost acumen of judgment, and that was to quickly relinquish control of the Armenian district and complete a peaceful concession with the Sass family. The old lady knows Sas's ambitions too well, when Sass was still a little minion behind Doko, he was willing to go to prison for Doko in order to improve his status, and now he has become the largest family outside the Doko family, and the Optimus Prime of the Doko family has collapsed...... This is the only way to avoid the entire Doko family from falling into disaster.

So, the old lady freed up all the territory in her hands, and under the ambition of Saas, she only retained the name of the Doko family and the position in the family meeting, and other than that, she resolutely withdrew without asking for anything.

A widow in such a murderous world has kept her three sons and a street in its own right, and although two sons are not very angry, at least she has an older son to count on.

This is also the reason why the Armenians did not react when they were able to sweep a street over the weekend, and even Ted, who was single-handed, dared to come and step on it, even more so because the old lady could not see the situation in front of her clearly, she knew that there were people in the police station in the wandering area who were colluding with the Sass family, but she didn't know if this was because Sass had begun to think that the name Doko was an eyesore, and wanted to justifiably ascend the throne and kill people with a knife.

"Mom."

After Doko calmed down, he asked, "Are there any hope for us?" ”

Doko was a little tempted to give up, and I'm afraid no one could understand how he felt every time he appeared at a family meeting.

"Wait." The old lady opened the book again and looked at it with relish.

"What are you waiting for?"

"The ambitions of the Salvadorans."

……

When, when, when.

When there was a knock on the door, Doko slowly got up with a deflated 'um' sound, and the moment he walked to the door and opened the door, he saw the two brothers who were a little depressed in anxiety.

"Doko, we're all gone."

Hearing such words from his own brother's mouth, Doko's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked in a deep voice, "What did you say?" ”

"Our people are all gone."

Another man with long hair answered: "We don't have many famous gunmen in our hands, and after Arrig was captured, we can't keep anyone at all after we lose that street, and no one wants to be attached to a family name that doesn't even have a famous gunman." ”

The world of gangsters is so cruel, the famous gunman represents the force value of a gang or a family, and the more famous gunmen attached to it, the more prosperous the family is, which is why there are gangs that have become famous gunmen under their hands and become wanted criminals, and send them to run away with money, because the famous gunmen who run away still have deterrent power, and the gunmen who are caught by the police are nothing.

"Let them go."

In the room, a woman's voice came, and she said very calmly: "The three of you must always remember that when you can't get anything, you can rely on the bullets in your hands to grab it, but the human heart has to be exchanged for your heart wrapped in blood." ”

Click.

There was a soft sound, the whole living room lit up, and the old lady walked to the open kitchen in the house, put on her apron and shouted to the door: "What are you doing in a daze?" Come in and eat. ”

On the couch, next to the place where she had sit, there was a translated version of the book, and if it was translated into Chinese, the name of the book would have been...... Information Governance. (To be continued......)

PS: I'll be there later