Albert's impression of the mafia is not only the Jack he met in Italy, but also the godfather Al Penca, nicknamed the King of Chicago, whose legacy to the mafia and even future generations is full of black humor, first, heavy machine guns are better than submachine guns; second, to pay taxes to the federal government on time; Third, when you have sex, you must be Diane-full-suit. Albert had a good impression of the tyrant who did not fall at the hands of the police, but lost to the federal tax department.

Of course, Albert's impression of the gangsters was not so bad that he saw one kill the other, after all, Mr. Sun Yi-Xian, the father of the country, was a disciple of Hongmen, and his token Hongba is still in the generalissimo's mansion in Guangzhou. However, Albert does not dislike the gangs does not mean that he is soft-hearted, now his current identity is the Belgian royal family, there is a saying that the ass determines the head, the position determines the idea, the Kingdom of Belgium absolutely does not allow the emergence of the underworld-social-social organization, just like the national conditions of China, we only have gangs involved, no underworld-evil-force organizations.

Since Mussolini came to power in Italy, the mayor of Palermo, Cesare Mori, has used various special forces to resist the activities of the mafia, and many mafia people have been imprisoned under his suppression, and many have to cross the ocean and leave the country. It seems that the Crobaud family that Barlow is talking about should have come from 1922 when Mussolini came to power.

"Tell me about the family, Barlow. I'm talking about their family armaments, and I don't care about anything else. Albela sat down in a chair.

Barlow hesitated for a moment, looked up and saw the cold eyes of the two bodyguards behind Icy Albert, and still said, "Jack Crobo is the helmsman of the Crobo family, and he is also called Old Jack in the dark road. His son, James, is the future successor of the family and is said to be a ruthless and shrewd character. The Krob family has five legions, each with 20 'soldiers' and 'killers', all of whom are outlaws. The plot to kidnap the eldest daughter of the Smith family this time is probably a conflict of interest between the two families. ”

"But my parents have nothing to do with the forces of the underworld!" John yelled angrily.

Albert stepped in to stop the irrational John, folded his hands and smiled, "In that case, Mr. Barlow will reveal the address of the kidnapping to us, rest assured, we will not tell you justice." ”

This time Barlow did not hesitate, he took out the pen that had been golden, quickly wrote down an address on a piece of paper, and handed it to Albert.

Albert took the letter and said with a smile, "White silk letterhead from Florence, Tuscany?" No wonder with a peculiar lavender scent, Mr. Barlow, you resemble a nobleman of refined taste. ”

Barlow made a look of appreciation, Albert's sycophant seemed to be very useful, he personally sent Albert to the door, and before leaving, he said a meaningful word to take care.

Albert, who was expressionless, turned his head, Barlow was depressed how this person turned his face faster than turning a book, only to see Albert slowly speak, "The next time you have tea with Mr. Barlow, please remove all the axe men who are ambushed on the side, throw the cup for this thing The Chinese played more than a thousand years ago than you, and my bodyguard is also confident that after you hand over a group of people, I will kill you and your men." ”

Albert's tone was like a cheerful conversation with an old friend, but the content made Barlow feel cold for a moment on a hot day.

After Albert and the others left, Barlow's clenched fist finally loosened, he had seen a lot of stunning juniors, those political families or rising stars of the underworld who were deeply influenced by their elders were full of pride or strategy, but a thirteen-year-old child was so scheming, he saw it for the first time, thinking of this, Barlow turned around and said coldly to his subordinates behind him, "Immediately check for me, who that thirteen-year-old child is!" I'm digging hard to find information about this guy. ”

Albert, who was in the car, didn't let the driver drive, he just pulled out a square metal object from his pocket with some strange buttons on it, and a loudspeaker like a radio speaker was making a sizzling noise.

"What is this?" John asked curiously.

"Wireless bugging." Albert met the curious glances of the three of them as he explained, "Because the previous ore wireless eavesdropping was clumsy, this is the first time that NORINCO has improved the wireless transmitter, and this long-range wireless eavesdropping device is mainly composed of miniature pickups, miniature radio transmitters and batteries. The new transmitter is the size of a matchbox, has a strong sticking force, and uses ultra-short waves to transmit the sound it receives to a range of 5 miles in diameter, which can be received by a highly sensitive receiver. The company intends to name this experimental model of the bug 'worm'. ”

In February, KGB agents carried out Operation Golden Lips, installing bugs in the U.S. Embassy in the Soviet Union, but the bugs were too cumbersome and they had to secretly build a large microwave receiver opposite the embassy, so using the Golden Lips bugs was an unwise choice. The "bug" bugging device developed by NORINCO was originally a miniature radio bugging device widely used by the KGB in the mid-1950s, and the bugging device at this time represented the highest level of espionage facilities in the world today, but for Albert, a big hanger who could get any design drawings, everything was a breeze.

Since the establishment of the Chaoyang Intelligence Organization, Albert's North Industries Company has carried out a series of research and development work around the items needed by spies, and the so-called "bug" bugging device is just one of the results.

"Yes, Mr. Jack, everything is arranged according to your orders." Barlow's voice came from the earpiece, with a hint of a successful conspiracy.

"They have now gone to the place you specified, and it is estimated that John, the eldest son of the Smith family, will also be present, there are two important hostages, and the old foxes who are not afraid of the Smith family will not bow their heads. As for the others who go, just clean up. ”

"Okay, okay." Barlow replied twice.

"Looks like we're going to have to go back and have a good chat with this not-so-honest fellow." Albert held his forehead and said, at the beginning when Barlow gave him the address very happily, Albert felt that there was something in it, but fortunately, he had an extra eye and installed a bugging device under his desk, otherwise he would not know how to die at that time.

Victor pulled the sleeve of the Browning pistol, the bullet was loaded, and he asked, "Boss, can't you get on?" ”

Albert scolded with a smile, "Come on, why don't you get on, come and shoot him back and forth to catch him off guard." ”

It is estimated that the other three people in the audience did not understand the meaning of returning the horse pistol, but the two guys seemed very energetic when they heard that they were going to fight. John was the only one staring at the door of Queen Glory's underground nightclub with a gloomy face.

Barlow never imagined that the thugs he hired were so vulnerable, and twenty people were put down by two people, and although they didn't die, it was enough for them to lie in the hospital for a long time. But they can't be blamed for this, Victor and Allen's Marcup double cover shooting advance is really exerted to the extreme, beating this group of thugs who thought they had fired a few shots so that they couldn't find the north.

The two macho men carried Barlow and threw him into the carriage like a dead dog, leaving a group of stunned or airless little brothers lying on the floor and leaving. They took Barlow to an empty house, his limbs were all tied, and at this time the gray-faced Barlow still had a trace of aristocratic air.

"Mr. Barlow, don't you want to know who I am? I am Albert, the second son of the current King Leopold III. You colluded with the Krob family, and tried to kill the royal family, this kind of crime to the judge, ten heads are not enough for you, Mr. Barlow. Albert said, knocking on his head.

"Are you Prince Albert?" Barlow couldn't speak well this time, thinking of what he had done before, it was indeed not enough to die ten times.

Albert looked at Barlow with special sympathy, "Don't worry, I won't do such a thing as killing people and killing people, but well, there are still small punishments." ”

Albert snapped his fingers, Victor covered Barlow's face with a towel, and then kicked the chair that tied Barlow to the ground, and Alan brought a bucket of water and slowly poured it on Barlow's face. The water flow is well controlled, not in a hurry. But Victor couldn't struggle even if he wanted to.

Torture is also a must for private military contractors, especially when you need to arrest criminals and extract information from them.

"Waterboarding," he explained, "Since the advent of the Middle Ages, waterboarding has been recognized as a form of torture that makes prisoners feel like they are about to suffocate and drown. Waterboarding is like a one-way valve, the water is constantly pouring in, and the towel prevents you from spitting out the water, so you can only exhale once. Even though I was holding my breath, I still felt like the air was being sucked away, and it was painful. ”

Waterboarding is the CIA's favorite use of the torture of prisoners, because it leaves little or no trace on people, and the terrorists in Guantánamo Bay have basically enjoyed this treatment.

Soon the delicate nobleman could not hold it anymore, and gave up everything he knew, and after saying that, he fell to the ground like a dead dog and gasped.

Albert squatted down and patted him in the face and said, "Didn't you have to suffer this kind of torture if you told the truth at first, you really can't live for your own sin." ”