She inhaled unconsciously, as if the taste was stronger than cigarettes, and even her mood was much better when she got rid of the fatigue of the whole day.

She doesn't think about the townspeople's attitude towards her, or Casdia, because he's dead, and Marlena wants to go on with her life.

The living suffer far more than the dead.

"yes, it feels very good."

With that, Marlena put her face on his chest.

Russell was stunned, since she had said so.

Then he can't be too gentlemanly.

The palm of the hand slowly descends...

Marlena didn't make a struggling move, she was willing.

Just a reminder, "Mr. Corleone, I am a widow. ”

"I know."

"I'm not worthy of you."

Russell frowned and looked down at her face.

"How do you have that thought?"

Marlena bit her lip.

Suddenly.

There was a 'thump' outside, similar to the muffled sound of something falling.

Russell hurriedly let go of Marlena and ran out to look.

At the door, he saw a man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, running frantically on his legs, tripped over a stone and rolled on the ground twice, then got up and continued to run for his life.

"You're so tired!"

Russell recognized this as lawyer Otto at a glance, but he didn't expect him to be so bold and dare to lie in the corner of Marlena's house and listen.

He returned to the house and picked up his coat.

"What's wrong? Is there anyone out there? ”

Marlena asked.

Russell said, "Don't worry, our dinner was ruined by a mouse, I'll pay you when I get back from Tunisia, okay?" ”

Marlena nodded.

"I'll go back first, Marlena, and say more, you are wearing this very beautiful dress today, I like it very much."

Marlena whispered, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"Especially these stockings make the curve of your legs more obvious. Marlena, when I come back and treat you to dinner, I want you to wear a black one, okay? ”

Marlena was blushed a little by Russell's straightforward language, and she and her husband had never communicated so bluntly.

"Well..."

Seeing Marlena's shy nod, Russell smiled and left.

She looked out of the courtyard with some concern, and watched Russell's back disappear little by little, before she turned back to her room.

Sitting on the sofa and thinking about it, the moment when he hugged and danced with Russell just now, his face couldn't help but burn.

A woman who has lost her husband and is disgusted by her father, helpless.

At this time, a man appeared who saved her from fire and water, how could Marlena not think about it?

Fortunately, she heard the meaning of Russell's words when he left.

See you next time...

"Mr. Corleone, I look forward to seeing you next time."

Marlena got up and picked up the pastry that Russell brought, took out a piece, and put it in her mouth to taste it, it was sweet.

Even the broken heart gradually healed.

"What's that voice?"

Curious, Marlena went outside and picked up a purse under the tree.

When I opened it, there was a business card and photo of lawyer Ottoby!

This frightened Marlena, and she hurriedly put it away and went back to the house to hide it, waiting for Russell to give it to him next time.

As a woman, she couldn't handle this kind of thing, so she had to turn to Russell for help.

Dock Tavern.

Russell pushed the door open and walked in.

Everyone inside turned their heads, and when they saw that it was Mr. Corleone, they all stood up in an instant.

"Godfather!"

People shouted in unison.

There are now more than sixty people working with Oriyatu, all of whom have met Russell and offered a kiss on the hand and a respectful address to 'The Godfather'.

"Oriatu?"

"I'm here, what instructions do you have?"

Russell waved his hand, and the two of them came to the dark room in the tavern.

Turning on the light, Russell took out a pistol from the drawer in the dark room.

Oriatu was stunned, he knew what the godfather's actions meant, this was to kill someone.

"Lawyer Otobi, I don't want him to see the sun tomorrow. You don't go personally, we set off for Tunis in the early hours of the morning and leave this matter to the people below to do. ”

Otto touched Russell's bottom line, ignored him some time ago, thought he had stopped, but he didn't expect to intensify his lying on the wall, this kind of behavior is listening to the widow's corner.

Besides, Ottoby was very bad in the movie, without any responsibility, and the things he did were despicable, hurting Marlena fiercely and pushing her further into the abyss!

Russell felt that 80 percent of the people who handed the note to Marlena's father and spread rumors were done by Ottoby!

Only he would do such a disgusting thing.

So he had to be done.

Oriyatu heard that it was lawyer Ottoby, and nodded in response: "Okay." ”

He didn't care who the godfather was going to kill, he only cared if he could do what Russell told him to do, and that was enough.

Russell patted him on the shoulder and said, "You and Nevino are my right-hand men, you can't have anything, the dirty work can be done by the people below, otherwise how can they be promoted and raised?" ”

"Understood, Godfather."

With a pistol and a full magazine, Oliyatu walked out of the dark room.

When he came to the tavern, his subordinates were all looking at him, and they all looked eager to try.

"Felisto."

"In!"

Felisto was a strong man with a long beard, and he had known Oriyatu for many years, so he was an old man.

The others were a little disappointed, but did not have any resentment about Felisto.

Because Felisto is really convincing and capable, and he also has a high prestige in the slums.

The two came outside.

Oriatu put the pistol in his pocket and said, "Ottobi, the lawyer of the town, he will not see the sun tomorrow, so he will handle it cleanly and make it look like a theft." ”

"Understood. What does the godfather mean? Felisto patted his pocket.

"Guns are for your defense."

Felisto suddenly understood and said, "The godfather is too thoughtful. ”

"This time, you can't go to Tunisia with the ship, do you have any other ideas?"

"No, I obey all arrangements!"

Oliatu nodded: "Go ahead." ”

"Okay."

Back in the dark room, Oriato repeated the conversation.

Russell nodded, but didn't say anything.

Felisto is a smart man, he doesn't ask for anything, so that when things are done, he will get more things to gain.

Late at night, early in the morning.

Russell ordered the ship.

A twenty-five-ton ship, carrying more than sixty people, came to the two fifty-ton ships moored far away from the pier.

After they changed ships, they set sail.

This time both ships were almost fully loaded, one ship was fully loaded with nearly fifty tons of food, worth 800,000 lirah.

Last time, 25 tons were sold for 200,000 lirah, and this time 50 tons were sold for 800,000 lirah.

This is because of inflation, a consequence of the serious depreciation of the lira.

On the sea.

In smooth water.

Since it was night, it was difficult to spot with the naked eye as long as the ship did not turn on the lights.

So Russell asked the captain to turn on the spotlights, and he wanted the Italian Navy to see the two smuggling ships.

But left and right, I saw the spotlights on the Tunisian docks, and still didn't see the Italian Navy.

"Is the Italian Navy an idle eater? With two ships so big, sailing so ostentatiously, they didn't even notice it? ”

Russell viciously stomped on the cigarette butt.

"Godfather, they're used to wine bags and rice bags, and they like to sleep at night."

"These crumbs!"