Chapter 17: Into the urn
"Although there is indeed a gap between the families, they will still be able to get the formula of the new drug..."
"Tut-tut" For his subordinates' speculation, the young man smacked his lips lightly while stretching out his index finger and shaking it from side to side, "You are too naΓ―ve to think about this, do you think that so many big people really rushed to Scampara Island just because of a recipe?" β
"Isn't it?"
"How can it be so simple," the young man brushed the brim of his cowboy hat, "If it's just for the drug business, each family only needs to send agents to deal with the incident on the island, and similar things haven't happened before, why make such a big fuss." β
"What the hell is that for?"
"The focus is on the identity of the target of this foul... Haven't you heard? The president of the Golden Rose Corporation is a member of the Osiris family, which means that the game-breakers are inside the system of those in power! Of course, the people of the other four major families will not let go of this opportunity. β
The young man chuckled twice, meaningfully.
"Think about it, no matter how much you expand the scope of your business, there is always a limit to the income of the mafia, and it is much faster to rob others of their wealth than to go to great lengths to open up new sources of wealth?"
"What does the captain mean... Even if these guys are just looking for an excuse to share Osiris's cake? β
"Not only that, but they don't mind taking advantage of each other if they have the chance, so conspirators are not only wary of who is launching their conspiracy, but also with their own partners."
The man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled sarcastically
"What a stupid way to live."
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On the passenger ship, self-proclaimed critics are nitpicking about the impending bloody conflict.
However, as the parties to this turmoil, neither Douglas nor the Capone gang can maintain a posture of watching from the sidelines.
After a not-so-pleasant confluence of ports, Capenbergi himself and his men were taken to rest at the Golden Rose's pre-arranged station.
After initial discussions, the cooperation between the two sides finally stabilized temporarily, but Witt and other high-ranking members of the Capone family did not fully agree with the plan given by Douglas.
Werther: "Godfather, do you really think the Douglas family's plan is viable?" β
Capone: "Why do you ask? β
Werther: "I beg your pardon... So far, the anger of the four major families has been completely ignited, and there is no room for implementation of the plan to trigger their infighting by the distribution of differences, and the kid just prevaricated that it would cause new contradictions, do you think this is credible? β
"Werther, are you following me on your first day?"
With a squint, Carpenbeck lit a cigar for himself, and he didn't need more words to keep his men on his back.
"I beg your pardon, Godfather..."
"You're not stupid, and neither am I... No one in the five families is stupid, but why would that little ghost say such meaningless things to me? Why did the heads of other families come to this little-known island? β
Carpenbecki didn't expect Werther to answer his question, but continued
"The reason is very simple, whether we or the five major families, they all feel that it is profitable to let the current chaos continue. Everyone thinks that they can successfully calculate their opponents and make their own forces have the last laugh, but it's not that simple, isn't it... Someone is going to lose this game. β
"If that's the case, why are we still at the mercy of that Douglas..."
"You still don't understand... For the Capone family, the gathering of the five families on the island of Scampala was already an ideal situation. β
Capenbecky smiled proudly, and said: "It's not easy to get these old bastards who are afraid of death together on weekdays, it's rare that they deign to come together, even if there are no other accidents, do you think they will stop after settling the gold powder business?" β
Capenbecki: "No! They won't, these guys will continue to reach out to the industry of Osiris, and will expand the war uncontrollably for more interests, and at that time, there will be no allies and partners, and everyone will be each other's competitors until the new order is formed! And this small island will be the place where the war begins. β
Werther: "So... You don't care if Douglas lies or not, right? β
"Heh, he'd better not lie, that will cause more trouble and attract the attention of the four major families, anyway, once the offensive of the four major families is officially launched, his death will enter the countdown... The fiercer the resistance, the more it gave the others an excuse to attack Osiris. β
Capenbecki glanced at his subordinates beside him, "Wait well, Witt, I see that the storm is approaching, and waiting for the framework of those in power to be broken is the best time for the Capone family to rise!" β
"You're really thinking ahead!"
As a member of the family, when he heard Capenbergi tell his thoughts, Werther, as a negotiator, was not only admired, but also deeply proud.
He seems to have been able to see the future of the Capone family, and seems to have been sure that in this chaos that involves all the mafia forces in the West Sea, their family will have the last laugh.
As for Douglas and the boys' army he led, Werther knew nothing but one-sided rumors... Just like the other four families, these people only care about calculating their own wrists, but they forget to weigh their opponents' catties, because in their eyes, they are just a small existence that can be destroyed with a wave of their hand.
- Although Douglas reminded the world of the existence of the Golden Rose with the miracles he created again and again, they still stubbornly targeted the Osiris family behind the boy.
As opponents, Douglas certainly doesn't blame them.
Because the more careless the enemy, the easier it is to deal with.
Albert: "Now that the adults are on the scene, I don't think the so-called allies are reliable... What are you going to do? β
"Well asked, Mr. Albert, if you were me, do you think we still have any hope of winning this war?"
Fiddling with the cards in his hand, Douglas spoke sarcastically while exercising his newly acquired abilities.
Albert: "I'll run." β
"So you think we're going to lose?"
"Unless you have some other schemes."
"Hehe," Douglas chuckled and shook his head, "where is the need for any conspiracy?" β
"For me, all the people on the island are pawns in the urn, they don't understand the importance of intelligence, they don't know how to make the necessary preparations before they make a big move, and they just walk into the trap designed by their opponents with such a big grin... You don't understand, Mr. Albert, that the war ended before it even began. β