In the conference room, the leaders of Brooklyn's large and small forces were almost all there, and the wide long solid wood conference table was full of people on both sides, but the room was unusually quiet, the air seemed to be a little stagnant, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Frank and Anderson looked at each other, each found a place to sit down, and looked at the empty chair above, their pupils narrowed, and they fell silent.

The clock in the hallway struck seven times, and the two Franks, who were in deep thought, were awakened by the sound of the bell, it was seven o'clock, and the time was up.

Frank looked up at the leaders in the conference room, after they arrived, a few more people came in one after another, Frank carefully looked and found that all the leaders of the forces in the entire Brooklyn were already present, all of them were absent, and the deterrent effect of destroying the two major families in one night was not strong.

A steady sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the conference room, here! Everyone present couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts, and they all turned their heads to look at the door of the conference room.

Soon, two heavy solid wood doors were pushed open, and a tall Chinese young man in a black suit strode in, his body exuding a thick evil aura, as if he had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and his cold face revealed a boundless killing aura.

With his appearance, a powerful and cold momentum instantly enveloped the audience, and everyone in the audience only felt that their breath was stagnant, and under the pressure of this powerful momentum, it was even a little difficult to breathe.

The leaders of the forces couldn't help but be secretly frightened, worthy of being a fierce madman who wiped out the two major families overnight, and the fierce aura on his body that was not angry and self-righteous was terrifying.

Chen Mo walked to the chair at the head of the conference table with a cold face and sat down slowly, while the old Albert who followed him walked to his side and stood with his hands down, dressed in a gray suit, gentlemanly and elegant, with gray hair neatly combed behind his head, his eyes calm, calm and calm.

Only then did everyone discover Albert's existence, just now their minds were seized by Chen Mo's momentum, and they didn't even notice Albert following him for a while.

Chen Mo sat proudly in the first place, a pair of eyes as sharp as knives swept everyone in front of him.

Everyone present was swept by his sharp gaze, and they all felt cold, as if their hearts were being grabbed fiercely, and they involuntarily lowered their heads, avoiding Chen Mo's gaze.

Sitting at the conference table are the leaders of various mafia forces in Brooklyn, don't look at them in suits and leather shoes at this time, looking like gentlemen, in fact, they are all holding knives and guns, stepping on corpses, fighting step by step, everyone's hands are stained with blood.

But compared with the heavy and violent ferocity on Chen Mo's body, the momentum on their bodies was not worth mentioning.

His eyes swept across the audience, no one dared to look at him, he nodded secretly in his heart, Chen Mo withdrew his gaze, and said slowly in a cold voice.

"Everyone has arrived, and it seems that no one has missed the appointment."

Chen Mo's voice sounded, everyone raised their spirits and listened carefully, they wanted to know what Chen Mo was looking for them for, and now the mystery was finally about to be revealed.

"Good, it saves me a lot of effort." Chen Mo's cold and bland words were full of murderous aura in everyone's ears.

This killer really planned to make a move on the person who didn't come, and the person who had hesitated to come before couldn't help but rejoice in his heart that he almost killed himself.

"I won't say more about last night's incident, the era of the two major families ruling Brooklyn is over, and from now on, the underground forces in Brooklyn will be controlled by the martial arts hall." Chen Mo said this, raising his eyes to look at the dozen or so force leaders sitting on either side of the conference table.

The underground forces have always been respected by the strong, and the two families were the strongest in the past, so they were all attached to the two families and ruled by them.

Now that the two major families have been eliminated, a new ruler will inevitably be created, and most people have been mentally prepared for this, and have not reacted much, they are self-aware of their own power, and know that they do not have the strength to dominate the underground forces of the entire Brooklyn.

But two people quietly raised their heads, their eyes met, and some kind of obscure meaning was contained in them, and then they lowered their heads as if nothing had happened.

Chen Mo took this scene into his eyes, and a sneer burst in his heart.

"Do you have any objections to that?"

In the face of Chen Mo's indifferent inquiry, a group of mafia leaders below shook their heads in unison, for fear that Chen Mo would be remembered if the answer was slow, and the score would be settled after the autumn.

Including the two people who had strange thoughts just now, they were also following everyone to respond.

"Very well, then Albert will tell you about the new rules." After Chen Mo finished speaking, he leaned back in the chair and handed over the scene to the old housekeeper.

The group of mafia leaders below have cast their eyes on the old man who has been standing indifferently since he came in, and his eyes are full of scrutiny.

Hearing this, the old Albert who was standing beside Chen Mo took a step forward, calmly glanced around, and said slowly in his deep and peaceful voice.

"Since you are willing to accept the leadership of the martial arts hall, then everything must be according to the new rules."

"A lot of things in the era of the two families need to be changed, so let's start with the precepts of the organization."

"In the past, the mafia had seven precepts, but many times it was a virtual reality and was not strictly enforced, and now, we have made some changes to it."

Speaking of this, the elder Albert took out a piece of paper from his left pocket, opened it gently, and then unhurriedly took out a pair of square-framed tortoiseshell glasses from the inner pocket of his suit and put them on slowly, and then held the paper up in front of his eyes and read it.

"The Seven Rings of the Family."

"The first rule: have a strict tone of mouth, and keep your mouth tight."

"Article 2: The interests of the organization are higher than the interests of the individual, and the overall situation is the most important."

"Article 3: Complete obedience to orders, orders from superiors must be unconditionally obeyed, and no disobedience shall be made."

"Article 4: Absolute loyalty, no rebellion and no surrender."

"Article 5: Strict confidentiality mechanism, no secrets of the organization can be told to the family."

"Article 6: No private actions are allowed, kidnapping and other criminal cases cannot be carried out without the consent of the organization, and indiscriminate killing of innocent people is strictly prohibited."

"Article 7: Brotherhood is higher than together, brothers cannot kill each other, and it is strictly forbidden to rebel in the nest."

Albert paused at this point, looked at the mafia leaders with different looks below, and continued.

"Everyone must strictly abide by the above seven family precepts, and the previous state of being careless, chaotic, wanton, and disregarding the precepts as nothing will end completely from today, and all those who violate the family precepts will be severely punished."

"If the circumstances are serious, they will be executed directly!"