Chapter 13: Conquering the Death of the Mafia Tyrant
The brightly lit restaurant fell silent.
No one spoke, and the oil paintings on the walls were illuminated by the light, and the smiles of the characters became brighter.
Benjamin's pajamas were completely soaked with sweat, and his voice was a little hoarse
"Mr. George, can you smoke a cigarette?"
"Of course, Frank lit cigarettes for the two godfathers."
Frank, who had been instructed, walked up to them, took a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it over.
"All I have is this cigarette, I hope you smoke it!"
Benjamin's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, ignoring the teasing of Frank's words.
He reached the lighter he lit with a cigarette in his hand and took a deep breath.
Smoke slowly came out of his mouth, as if he were not smoking a cheap and inferior cigarette. It's about tasting Cuban handmade cigars.
"Thank you," Benjamin said to Frank with his head and then calmly spoke to George.
"Mr. George, I don't know if I can get your forgiveness by giving up all my possessions."
After finishing speaking, he looked at George with a little expectation in his eyes.
George didn't answer his feelings, Benjamin's end was already doomed as early as he planned the move.
Instead, he stared at Luciano and spoke.
"Charlie, your brother is willing to give all his possessions, what about you?"
Luciano was also stunned, after all, he was not a person like Benjamin, and he could control the five major families for so long, so he would naturally not be easily frightened.
Although he was terrified of this mysterious organization, he was never able to believe that George was the leader of the mysterious organization.
After all, he was still too young.
As for the dispute with Benjamin for the sake of women, in Luciano's view, it is nothing more than a personal vendetta of the communiqué,
This organization must have a purpose in targeting the mafia, and if it were just to kill people, George would not have said so much.
After a little thought, he said.
"Mr. George, I don't know what the organization behind you wants, but I can still help a little in New York."
George felt angry and amused when he saw that he had misunderstood his identity. Is he so not like a behind-the-scenes boss?
He listened to Luciano's words, which had a seven-point submissive, three-point threat.
"Looks like you still don't quite understand what I mean."
After that, the small universe was fully opened, and the air in the room seemed to freeze in an instant, and everyone present suddenly felt like they were in the wild rainstorm of the sea.
Faced with monstrous waves that cannot be matched by manpower.
Luciano and the others felt as if a substantial sense of oppression was coming, adrenaline was secreted rapidly, and cold sweat soaked their whole bodies like they didn't want money.
At this time, his face was pale and his back was hunched. I feel that there is a huge body pressing on my body, and it will crush him in the next second.
The instinctive desire to survive made him tremble with his bloodless lips and pleaded.
"Mr. George, please forgive me for being reckless!"
And Benjamin next to him was even more unbearable, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole person was trembling.
The cigarette butt has been burned, and the hand seems to be unaware, and the mouth keeps chattering.
"Please spare me, please pass me!" Caught in madness.
George discovers that Benjamin has broken the defenses and retrieved the small universe that was released.
The only sound in the room was gasps.
Luciano glanced at the delirious Fa Xiao next to him, and recalled the terrifying feeling that almost crushed him to death just now.
Completely lost the calm just now, facing this inhuman power.
The mafia, which he is proud of, is vulnerable in front of this person.
Knowing that he was invincible, Luciano deserved to be the godfather of the underworld, and immediately showed a weak posture.
"Mr. George, I am willing to calm your anger in any way."
George only shouted at this time, Godfather? That's it? , what about the iron bones? In the face of absolute power.
Any defense seems so vulnerable, and the godfather of America is just an ordinary person in the face of threats to his life.
But the appearance of the mafia godfather bowing his head in front of him really made him cool from his toes to Tianlinggai.
It's sad that countless people have gone forward like their lives in order to gain power and power.
He nodded in satisfaction.
"Charlie, do you want to be a gangster for the rest of your life?"
Luciano was stunned, he didn't expect the painting style to change so quickly, just like the kind grandmother when she was young and asked herself, do you plan to mix gangsters for the rest of your life?
I didn't know how to answer for a while, he knew that gangsters were a dead end in the end, so he got rid of the traditional gangster industry.
He has worked hard to expand the mafia's business into traditional industries, including the hypocritical politicians who have bought off Congress.
They all want to ensure that after making enough money, they can get a good death. After all, on this road, if you want to quit halfway, you have no choice.
"What does Mr. George mean?"
He cautiously asked, inhuman power, mysterious organization. It is not necessarily a good thing to follow such people. But suddenly, it is difficult to give up the rights in your hands.
I had to ask what George was thinking.
"Do you think there are five families in New York, or just the Lucianos?" George spoke in a calm tone, as if he had turned the five major families of New York into one.
It's this trivial trifle.
His words sounded in Luciano's ears like a demonic whisper, which was undoubtedly a great temptation.
Destroying other families has always been his dream.
But reality told him that he couldn't do it, he lost the other four families, and he didn't have enough power to control the mafia in the country.
If you perform a decapitation operation, you will also receive the same retaliation. A family came to the door, of course he was not afraid.
The four families together, even the Luciano family, who are in full swing, are afraid that they will not be able to bear it.
And besides, there are Vietnamese, Mexicans, Russians around!
The young man asked him so lightly that as long as he agreed, the next second he would become the godfather of the mafia!
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally put my heart sideways.
"Mr. George, if you want only one mafia family in New York, I, Charlie Luciano, am willing to serve you!"
"I like to deal with smart people."
George laughed and said, in case Luciano really didn't want to join, it would be easy and pleasant to kill him. However, with the existing manpower, it is still quite difficult to fully take over the power of the mafia.
If he agrees to join, he will save a lot of effort. Send someone to kill the other family leaders, taking advantage of Luciano's popularity in the mafia.
Others may be secretly unconvinced, but most still approve. It will be much easier to integrate the forces of other families.
As long as the four major families don't twist into a rope, those jumping clowns will be vulnerable.
Thinking clearly, George put the Colt M1911 in his hand on the table and pushed it in front of Luciano with a little force.
Glancing at Benjamin Siegel again, who was delirious!