At Arthur's words, Barmond shook his head, a look of disbelief on his face.

Indeed, how can any gang not pump water, but subsidize it? Bamond thinks this is a joke by Arthur to woo himself, meaning that as long as you are willing to cooperate with the Luciano family, even if you are willing to put some money on you. It's just a joke is a joke, and when you really cooperate, you can pump a little bit of water at most, lower the price a little, and give Bamond more profit margins.

Bamond didn't think the Lucianos were philanthropic.

It's true that the Luciano family is not charitable, but Arthur's thinking is different from that of any boss. Coming from the 21st century, he has seen a lot of business methods. He has seen too much of this kind of business strategy of encroaching on market share through subsidies, waiting until most of the monopoly in the market is completed, and then cutting leeks.

Arthur felt that he could seize this opportunity and use the price war to gradually bring down the Gandoluff family's drug business in New York, affecting their main source of income.

Of course, the drug market is not a legal market, and the price war will inevitably lead to violent conflicts, so the well-prepared Abramo and the Luciano family can join forces step by step, starting from the drug market, and launch an all-out war against the Gandolfe family to eradicate this biggest rival.

This conversation with Bamond was just the beginning of the war.

Unbeknownst to Bamond, he was caught in a huge vortex. He just used Arthur as an alternative, lotto, and scratched it to see if he could win. Of course, winning the lottery is the best, and there is nothing to lose for him if he doesn't win.

As for the fact that he beat up the boss at Coffee Shop No. 55, of course, it was written off. Arthur asks Carlos and Flo to come out, hoping that Barmond will take care of them in the future. Among them, Carlos is an errand boy of one of the Bamond gangs, helping with odd jobs, running errands to deliver letters, and occasionally delivering drugs.

Barmond patted Carlos on the shoulder and said, "It's your family's luck to meet Arthur, do things well in the future, don't be so timid and afraid." ”

Carlos nodded resignedly, looking at Arthur with a little more reverence. He is timid by nature, and he follows the gang because he is lazy to eat, so he can be less bullied and bully others by the way. He didn't have the courage to let him do the murderous thing, and he beat the drum in his heart for Balmond's care, and he didn't know how to respond, so he simply didn't speak.

Bamond didn't really take the Carlos family seriously, sold Arthur a favor, and left with two bodyguards.

Flo's mother came out of the room with her two children and grabbed Arthur's hand to express her gratitude. In addition to the pressure of life, these slum migrants also face the threat of invasion by evil forces, and their living conditions are poor. But even so, they still have to leave their homeland and come to the United States to come to New York, except for some who have been deceived, there is only one reason for immigration, that is, their hometown is poorer and the living environment is more harsh.

"Many families in our rural areas have gone bankrupt, and the price of corn has been falling, and the more we plant, the more the price falls, and the more we lose. Because the Americans' corn is coming in, and there is corn everywhere, the manufacturers are keeping the purchase price very low......"

Flo's mother talked about why she left Mexico and came to the United States. Originally, the daughter worked in the United States, and the old man could still live in the countryside, but in 1994, when the North American Trade Agreement came into effect, American agricultural products began to be dumped in Mexico, causing corn prices to plummet and a large number of farmers to go bankrupt. They either go to the cities to work, cross the U.S.-Mexico border to the United States to get enough to eat, or switch to other cash crops.

And the so-called other crop is hemp.

From 1994 onwards, the drug problem in Mexico will become more and more serious until it is completely uncontained.

There is only one fundamental reason, and that is poverty.

Arthur knew something about this history, and he deeply sympathized with the Mexican people, too far from God, too close to the United States. All Arthur could do was help the poor Mexicans. He came here today to threaten Flo, but in the end he became a person that Flo's family respected.

At parting, Flo and his mother both bid farewell to Arthur with a solemn Catholic curtsy as a sign of respect for him. Carlos went downstairs to see Arthur off the block, and his mother instructed him, "Don't let the miscellaneous people run into our honored guests." Carlos nodded repeatedly, deferentially to Arthur along the way.

Arthur understood that when friends show you respect, you should also show grace to them.

Carlos escorted Arthur to the door of coffee shop 55 to pick up his motorcycle, Arthur looked through the glass door of the coffee shop, saw the owner of the coffee shop was looking outside, his eyes touched Arthur, and immediately hid in the counter.

Arthur rolled his eyes, took Carlos into the coffee shop, and pushed the door open with a "jingle bell", and the boss was already frightened. He had already called Balmond and asked him to teach the guy a lesson, but Arthur appeared unscathed. The boss was afraid that Arthur would smash his shop, so he could only come out of the counter tremblingly, at a loss, and said incoherently: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, but what do you want to drink, or do you want money? Or, oh, who's, ah......"

The boss's face was wrapped in gauze, and when he spoke, it hurt when he touched the wound, and his grinning teeth looked particularly ridiculous.

Seeing this boss, Arthur couldn't help but think of Schmidt, who opened a store in the New York neighborhood, and in the face of all kinds of black and white forces, the operators were cautious on thin ice, and sometimes some of their performances looked ridiculous and pitiful. Arthur didn't embarrass him, but patted him on the shoulder and introduced Carlos to him, "I let you have one less hostess, and I will return you a hostess, so that he can do more and heavier work." ”

Carlos looked dazed, how did he let me work in the café? Arthur pulled Carlos and whispered, "Even if you are on the streets, you must have a job to subsidize the family, at least not ask your sister for money." Also, you can get a lot of news in the café, be smart, kid. ”

After speaking, Arthur patted Carlos's face, Carlos nodded again and again, this guy who is about the same age as himself, maybe even younger, speaks and acts as if there is a magic that can make people admire. The gap between people and people is really too big. Carlos stayed at Cafe 55 as a part-time job, and became Arthur's eyes and ears in Jackson Heights.

Originally, I came to Jackson Heights today just to meet Flo's family, but I didn't expect an unexpected gain.

Arthur got out of the café, stepped on the motorcycle, and thought to himself, Abramamo said that the economic pillars of the Gandolfe family are drugs and gambling, and he strives to use two months to cripple the leg of drugs first!

With the roar of the motorcycle's engine, Arthur left Jackson Heights to take a look back at St. James's Cathedral.

……

It was five o'clock in the afternoon before returning to St. James's Cathedral, and as dusk approached, the sun had set in the west, under the cross. The shadow of the church was stretched very long, the shadow of the cross became slender, a few ravens stayed on the dome of the church, and the red sunset reflected the green bell tower and red walls of the church, feeling that there was a shadow hanging over the church, which looked gloomy and solemn.

St. James's Cathedral is not a particularly large and magnificent building, compared with the famous Cologne Cathedral, Notre Dame Cathedral, and Notre-Dame Cathedral, St. James is inferior in terms of volume, area and decoration. But under the rendering of the sunset color, it still shows a bit of magnificent beauty.

Arthur parked his motorcycle where it had been parked in the morning, under a flagpole with the Vatican flag. The doors of the church were closed, the opening hours had passed, and Arthur walked around the cathedral without seeing the old priest again. He walked back from the main entrance and looked up at the dome of the church.

This dome is not big, small, this is a Catholic church with a baroque style, but in the overall design is biased towards the simplicity of Protestantism, with a combination of red and green, which is very American. The ravens had flown away, and the sun was still sinking, having fallen from the cross onto the flat roof of the church.

Arthur was about to leave when a loud bell suddenly sounded above, and Arthur looked at his watch, not on the hour. At this moment, the main entrance of the church creaked open, and a withered face appeared in the shadow behind the crack in the door—it was the old priest that Arthur had seen in the morning.

He was dressed in a black robe, and his godless eyes were looking out, and Arthur felt that he was looking at himself, and that he was not looking at himself. He didn't even know if he could see with those eyes. Arthur stepped forward anyway, and when he approached the old priest, he realized that the old priest's eyes were white, without eyeballs, and he was blind.

Arthur looked at a blind man for a moment and said, "Can I go in?" ”

The old priest's voice, old as if from the last century, replied: "Of course, I have been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

The old priest did not answer, but opened the door and welcomed Arthur in.