A murder case, which should have been the most headache for the new godfather, became a stepping stone for the godfather of Brando.

The young coachman standing at the door didn't know whether to be happy or afraid.

However, there was one thing he didn't understand.

So far, what Mr. Ludon has shown is amazing, but... Not to the extent of a legend.

Not to mention being called a demon.

What he does can be done if it were done by other experienced and thoughtful people.

In an instant, the young coachman even had the illusion that Mr. Luden... That's it.

The name is exaggerated.

The four cadres surrendered to the godfather, at least on the surface.

Next, the godfather needs to complete the delegation.

Everyone looked at the pitch-black mask coldly, and there was schadenfreude hidden in the depths of their eyes.

How to deal with Seahorse Jonny is not an easy job.

Killed?

Then the number one thug in the Santa Fe neighborhood, who guarantees the violent members of the Santa Fe neighborhood, will immediately become a mess.

In a short period of time, it is difficult for someone to take over Jonny's job.

And the new godfather will face an embarrassing situation where no one is available.

Once Brando falls into the quagmire, don't expect these cadres to save him, if you don't step on him, you are already benevolent and righteous.

Noble gods, despicable gods.

Ludon looked at the dagger on the table, then at Johnny, and began to interrogate,

"Is this your knife?"

Jony, who had been silent, nodded and replied,

"It's mine."

I don't know if it's out of respect for Brando, or for the previous godfather.

"You killed the old godfather with it?"

"That's right, that's what your coachman said."

"Why did you kill him?"

"We had an argument and I killed him by mistake."

Hearing Johnny's explanation, Ludon smiled and shook his head,

"You stabbed him seven times. You must know that even if the Senate murdered Mr. Luden, one person would only stab him once.

The first knife may be a miss, and the remaining six knives are either anger or deliberate murder, you will never learn the piano, right? ”

The godfather made a senate joke.

A slight smile appeared on everyone's faces.

The best way to build a relationship with the Divine Nation: laugh at the Senate together.

Obviously, the new godfather is very divine, and he even acts in a way that is quite ancient.

Jonny felt a little strange, the piano had nothing to do with a rough man like him, not to mention, he didn't have the opportunity to learn such elegant music from a low background.

What a strange godfather.

Jonny said truthfully,

"Nope."

Ludon asked,

"Okay, the first knife is a miss, please tell me, what are the remaining six knives?"

Jonny was a little irritated and shouted dissatisfiedly,

"Listen, I'll kill him, okay, I'll kill him no matter what the process is! What else do you need to know, to know the sound of a dagger stabbing into flesh, or the heat of blood splattering on my face? Do these really matter? Just give me a good time, no matter what kind of ruling you make, even if you take my life, I have no complaints! So, what are you waiting for, do it! ”

It can be seen that he really doesn't want to live anymore. …

According to the information checked by Luden, Seahorse Jonny is deeply trusted by the old godfather, and the treatment of this favorite general often makes other cadres red.

The one who was least likely to betray the old godfather betrayed.

Emotionally, Jonny's self-blame and guilt weren't fake, he could have run away at any time, but he didn't.

In the face of Jonny's attack, Ludon said unhurriedly,

"What does the Holy Law say?"

Jonny blushed and gritted his teeth and said,

"A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood."

Luton picked up the dagger on the table, got up and walked over to Jonny, no nonsense, and stabbed him in the ribs.

The knife stabbed into his body, cold and sour, and the adrenaline tried to make Jonny forget the pain, and his muscles tensed up and down to prevent the dagger from penetrating deeper.

Poof—

Ludon drew his dagger, threw the bloody dagger back on the table, and commanded,

"Get him a doctor and bandage his wounds."

Ludon didn't stab deeply, avoiding important organs and blood vessels, this knife was just a flesh wound for the strong Jonny, and it would be good to lie on the bed for a while.

Even so, the pain caused by the shark saw dagger when cutting the flesh made Jonny's painful muscles flare up, and his face turned red and white, and he kept breaking out in a cold sweat.

He knelt down on one knee, half-crouched, one hand pressing on the wound to keep more blood from gushing out, gritting his teeth and looking up, a movement that nearly exhausted all his strength.

Puzzled, Jonny asked, "Why didn't you kill me?" ”

He killed the old godfather, and according to the Holy Law, one life for one life is right.

"The first knife was missed, so I also missed and stabbed you, which is your punishment."

Ludon wiped the blood from his hands with a handkerchief and said seriously,

"There are six knives left, and I shouldn't be the one to stab them."

As he spoke, he looked at the other cadres, and the canary went out to call a doctor, and hurried back to the tailor's shop, for fear that he had missed something.

"According to the Holy Code, Jonny should have died the same fate, and he would have died the same betrayal and murder by his most trusted men, do you disagree with this ruling?"

The four were silent, neither expressing support nor opposition.

They wanted to ask Brando, are you really capable of doing such a bizarre thing?

Have Jonny's most trusted henchmen betray Jonny and kill him in the same way.

From a revenge perspective, it's a perfect script.

Unfortunately, this is also a near-impossible script.

If Brando can really do it, why not call him godfather?

Silence is acquiescence.

Ludon doesn't need their support, he just needs them not to oppose it.

"As for you, stay in the Santa Fe neighborhood during this time of recuperation."

Ludon looked down at Johnny, who was bandaging his wounds, and said coldly,

"When you're healed, get out of my block."

This is the end of this meeting.

Without the godfather, the cadres of the Santa Fe neighborhood could also run the site well.

Seahorse Jonny was wounded, but not dead.

All the cadres breathed a sigh of relief, including Jonny.

It's always good to be able to get a life back.

It can be seen that this Brando godfather likes to use his brains over force, not a brute brainless, nor a hesitant busyman. …

In less than an hour together, the skill and ability he showed to everyone had proven that he was a qualified godfather.

However, that's about it.

Before the meeting, Father Brando agreed with everyone that he would meet with a cadre every three days at the Strange Bird Bookstore.

A cadre has the opportunity to meet privately with the godfather twice a month.

They have a lot to do, ask their godfather for help, settle their business troubles, get rid of competitors, expand their territory, reconcile conflicts...

The godfather will also give orders to the cadres, and the relationship between the two sides is essentially a loose alliance of interests.

In the Fog Capital, the Godfather does not have any power on the ground, but is the Shadow Emperor of the Divine State.

Jonny's murder of the godfather has not been made public for the time being.

The Santa Fe neighborhood is messy enough.

When everything had been settled, Ludon declined the invitation to dinner, boarded the carriage, and set out on the way home.

Sitting in the carriage, Ludon lifted the corner of the curtain and looked out the window at the Santa Fe neighborhood.

Here, it is the slum of the fog capital.

No, slums.

The local poor, beggars, gods, snowmen, highlanders...

The people who gather in the Santa Fe neighborhood have only one trait: poverty.

They are hungry every day, they don't eat the next meal, and even if they have a stable job, the salary they receive is not enough to buy enough food.

This kind of place is the easiest place to form a vacuum of power, and it is also the most suitable for the growth and expansion of dark creatures underground.

"Enough cheap labor..."

Luden nodded and said casually,

"I love this neighborhood."

Lowering the curtains, Ludon began to sort out the harvest of the trip.

Re-establishing contact with the Inquisition was a good step, and it was an unexpected surprise.

Relying on the other party, Lu Deng easily leveled a few cadres and temporarily secured his position as his godfather.

Of course, the most important function of the Inquisition is to enable Ludon to understand the era as quickly as possible.

Technology, humanities, power structure, history...

These things, lying quietly in the book, waiting for Ludon to dig up.

The Inquisition has another benefit... They will provide some protection for the safety of Luden's life.

That's right, the unarmed Ludon has a big chance of dying in this era!

The fog is not the kind of civilized place where the divine law is spoken everywhere, conspiracy, violence, blood... If you want to survive in the fog, you can't escape these things.

Luden spent 100 million Nebulas coins to open the fifth simulation.

He didn't want to hang up so soon!

That's the money Ludon paid for his health!

At the thought of 100 million Nebula Coins, Ludon felt like he was close to breathless.

The air quality in the fog capital is not flattering, there is smog everywhere, and there is no environmental awareness at all.

However, wearing a pitch-black mask, Ludon discovers a new function, the mask itself has an air purification function, and maybe it can also be used to prevent poison.

In addition to the mask, Ludon has a new harvest.

He stabbed the seahorse Jonny, triggering the Outlaw Maniac.

Obviously, Jonny wouldn't report the godfather because of this knife, and even if he wanted to, he didn't know who to report.

[According to the Code of the Fog Capital, illegal possession of a weapon that causes minor injuries to others is punishable by criminal law ranging from 3 months to 3 years, and a fine of 1 pound to 10 pounds]...

[If the victim is a foreigner, the punishment will be halved and the reward will be halved]

【Settlement Rewards... 1 pound 3 shillings】

Luden: ......

Looking at the 1-pound 3 shillings that appeared out of thin air in his pocket, Ludon fell silent.

God is a stranger, and the punishment is halved.

This is discrimination, naked discrimination!

The people of God are also people!

Lives of the people of God are also fate!

Lu Deng couldn't wait to launch a 'Divine Destiny Matters' campaign on the spot to fight for the legitimate rights and interests of the people of the Divine State in the fog capital.

In this way, when he triggers [Outlaw Maniac], the reward will be higher.

Hey, I knew that stabbing people could also give money, so Lu Deng would have stabbed him twice.

I don't know how much money will be paid for killing ...

Ludon looked at the entry for [Outlaw Maniac] and fell silent.

Compared with himself, this entry is the real devil, encouraging and inducing people to trample on the dignity of the law.

Fortunately, Ludon is a [law-abiding citizen]!

In general, he would never break the law.

Unless... Add money.

Ludon returned to the Strange Bird Bookstore in a horse-drawn carriage and slipped through the back door of the bookstore from the alley.

The bookstore has reopened and has quite a few customers.

Taking off his mask and blending into the crowd, Ludon left the bookstore without any tail behind him.

Even if there were, the Inquisition would clean up for Luden.

Stepping on the afterimage of the sunset and humming a ditty, Ludon ended his first fantastic adventure in the fog capital and returned to his loyal orphanage.

"Mr. Dean..."

Sister Fercy came up to her, wiped her hands clean from her apron, took an envelope out of her pocket, and handed it over.

"Your lady has sent you a letter!"

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