"I heard the old man say that Sicilians are very fond of entertaining guests, is that it?"

Chen Jun said as he looked around with the other side, and behind him, a black sedan was parked twenty meters away.

His position is in the corner, about 4 meters behind him, and there are 3-meter-high earthy yellow walls on three sides, and it is not difficult to climb over with his skills.

Before the bodyguard 23 meters away shot with a pistol, he still had a more than 70% chance of escaping.

"William Corleone, I think we can talk!"

The speaker was fat, but his head was like that of a lion, and his gray and thick hair had the curls of a black man, and was very well trimmed;

Doncroche's eyes were dark and bright, and he could faintly see the danger in them, like the deadliest vipers in Sicily.

He had a meaty face, a sparse beard, and a pair of unfittingly wide trousers over his big belly, making him look like a Sicilian countryman.

"What do we have to talk about?"

"I wonder who gave you the courage to break the friendship of the Corleone family? Get me back 50 meters away! ”

Chen Jun said in impure Italian Sicilian, and Neo, who was held to the head by a gun, opened his eyes wide, "Don't you know Italian?" ”

"You dare to lie to me?"

Immediately, Neo's face became extremely ugly, "You eavesdropped on our conversation, why, why did you do this beforehand, do you know it's a trap?" ”

"No, it wouldn't have come if you knew."

Even though Neo was captured and locked by Chen Jun, his expression was still excited, as if he was in disbelief.

Chen Jun ignored him, and struck his hand with an elbow, directly knocking out three or four of his teeth and blood, which instantly quieted him.

He looked directly at Crocecarlo.

At the same time, Crocecarlo's cheeks bulged out like a bulldog, and with a wave of his hand, the bodyguards with guns retreated.

"Very well, Croce. Carlo, can you give me a reason for violating the credibility that traditional mafia men regard as life-precious? ”

Chen Jun used Neo as a cover and blocked himself tightly, causing a blind spot in his shooting.

He wasn't worried about the group, the Mafia in Sicily was a group of slightly stronger peasants or gangsters, and the difference was too big compared to professional soldiers or killers.

Crochecarlo's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, and he whispered a few words beside his subordinates, and a bodyguard immediately ran out and brought a middle-aged man in exquisite clothes.

Chen Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, when he was fully in charge of the Corleone family, he had memorized the information of the major dignitaries in the five major families, and he recognized this person.

Tab. Bazzini, from the Baczini family, who is second only to the Corleone family, is also the cousin of Don Emilio Bazzini, the leader of the Bacini family.

The Bazzini family is also a mafia group composed of Sicilians, who run part of the casino activities in Brooklyn and Queens in New York, run part of the sex sales business, and engage in extortion. Staten Island is completely under his control, and he has a lot of influence in Miami Beach, Cuba, and even Sicily.

Perhaps the Bacini family is more powerful in Sicily than the Corleone family, but not enough to make Crocecarlo ruin the godfather's friendship, and Croce is also a leader-level tyrant.

Chen Jun guessed that some of the five major families might have joined forces with those big people who were sniped and down, after all, what the five major families in New York were most worried about was that the old godfather Vito Corleone had touched the legal and political network.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend, one side has people, the other side has power, and it is not strange that they hook up with each other.

"I don't intend to murder you in this operation, I don't want to offend the godfather, I don't want to offend them, I just will hand you over to the Bazini family."

Crocecalo said slowly: "Now that you are all here, I give up this resolution, you negotiate on your own, I just want my son to have nothing to do." ”

When the head of the Bazini family heard this, his face suddenly turned unpleasant.

To tell the truth, the power of the Bazini family does not take the mafia leader on a Sicilian island in their eyes at all, but the sky is far away, and they really want to say it, and they can't help others, not to mention that there are so many Croce's bodyguards at the scene.

"Now that the established facts have been created, why should we be afraid to admit them now?" Chen Jun's pistol was pressed against Neo's head, "If you want your son's life or his, you choose!" ”

"Are you crazy?" Croce's sparse beard shook violently, and his eyes widened: "You killed Neo, you can't escape, let him go, I can let you go, I don't care how you fight him." ”

Chen Jun's body was slightly arched, like a full tight bow, as long as Croce didn't care about his son's life and gave the order to shoot, he immediately turned around and fled over the wall.

"I heard my old man say that Sicilians value their blood more than themselves, and this has been going on since ancient Rome, I don't know if you?"

The hammer of the gun snapped down, making a metal clicking sound.

"Help me, I don't want to die."

Croce looked at Neo, the eldest son who was sweating profusely and stared at the eldest son, and turned to look at Tabo of the Bazini family next to him. Bazini.

"Are you crazy with him?"

Bazini took a step back and roared, "You are not the only son of his, you have other heirs!" ”

Seeing that Croce's eyes were still looking at him, Bazzini immediately took out a pistol and pointed it at him, and in an instant, half of the bodyguards pointed their guns at Bazzini.

"It was Neo who agreed to your conditions, otherwise I wouldn't have intervened in your war, we are too weak compared to your size, but he is too impatient, like many new mafia leaders, greedy and not satisfied!"

Croce gritted his teeth and said, he was not frightened by Bacini's gun, he just glanced at him, and turned to look at Chen Jun: "I swear by the glory and honor of the Carlo family, I promise God, let Neo go, I will let you go!" ”

He was like an old beast on a dead end, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body.

Chen Jun only spat out one syllable: "Three! ”

Croce shuddered slightly, and then looked at Bacini, the gaze in his eyes as if he was struggling to make a choice.

"Maniac!"

Bazini's afterglow quickly swept over the five or six muzzles of the guns aimed at him around him, and the hand holding the gun shook violently, "Be sensible." ”

"Two!"

Another announcement sounded, and the audience was silent, and even the bodyguards' guns were trembling, and they were secretly swallowing saliva nervously.

"William. Corleone, I lost, I won't pursue it. Bazzini still pointed a gun at Croce and said eagerly: "I'll go back, as if I didn't come, is it okay?" ”

"Croce and I both promised to let you go, it's not fun, you're going to die."

He only now understood how crazy and bold the young man who was sitting in the godfather's office and exercising the authority of the godfather was, and the sword went off the rails, causing countless big people to step down, and the orders issued from the office almost made the five major families frightened with their life-and-death resolute attitude.

It is precisely this that is the most feared, unpredictable and unpredictable The scale and common sense of the Corleone family, no one dares to really drive the Corleone family to a dead end.

Once it is done, three or four of the five major families are bound to die, and no one wants to become cannon fodder who sacrifices themselves to fulfill others.

He was in a cold sweat, and the muzzle of the gun kept shaking, for fear that he would read the next number.

"It's a zero-sum game!"

"One!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two gunshots rang out in an instant, one in front of the other and one behind the other was only subtle, looking at the blood on the ground, everyone didn't expect this situation.