Russell personally led the affair for three reasons.

First, the bandits who killed him must have an attitude and make an example of the chickens and monkeys.

Second, the residents of the town have gossiped a lot behind their backs, saying that since Russell took office, stealing chickens and dogs has happened from time to time, and nothing has been done. Russell had to let the residents know what he was doing as a security officer!

Three, for the death of the dentist couple and Ottoby, find a substitute for the dead.

That's why he's here in person.

Of course, it is impossible for him to kill all the bandits with his own hands, which is not in line with his current identity and status.

Hundreds of people poured in from all sides of the deserted village, and they walked quietly and slowly, for fear of disturbing the godfather's Yaxing by making a noise.

You know, the godfather came here to avenge the four dead brothers!

Offended the Corleone family, you must pay the price.

Oriatu and Nivino led two groups of men into the village from the north and south, because there were two main roads leading to the outside, and in order to avoid slipping through the net, they had made a detailed division of labor before Russell arrived.

Sure enough, their division of labor was quite reasonable.

Oriyatu encountered five bandits at the northern exit.

They were struggling to push a car full of food, and although they were pushing with all their might, the car still looked like an old man, and it took two or three minutes to push it five meters away.

Oriyatu looked closely and found that the five bandits were not carrying guns, but carts with one mind.

Listening to their conversation, it seems that they are trying to escape.

In order not to be discovered by their accomplices, they want to push the car out of the village, drive the car to the black market, sell all the food for cash, and then each take a fat girl to have eight sons, and live a life that is incomparable to that of the gods.

Of course, Oriyatu will not allow them to escape, even if they want to change their ways and become ordinary civilians.

Because the godfather came by himself, once he found out that there were a few people missing from the bandits' den, wouldn't he slap the godfather in the face?

If Russell loses face, then their group of subordinates will definitely have no place to be ashamed, how can they continue to do things for their godfather?

"Capture them alive and don't make a noise."

"Understood."

Oriyatu took matters into his own hands and led a dozen people to capture the five bandits.

"Who are you?"

The bandit was just about to yell when he was gagged by the man who had just taken off his socks from behind.

"Shut up!"

Oriatu patted the back of the bandit's head, frowned at the few people who had taken off their socks, and said, "You should really wash your feet." ”

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Near the bandits' stronghold.

Felisto reconnoitred around and came back to report: "Godfather, there are two guard posts in the courtyard, and everyone else is sleeping in the house. But the two guards also fell asleep. ”

The bandits knew about setting up a guard post, and it seems that this leader has some brains.

"Go, the leader wants to live, and the other bandits live or die."

"Yes, as you wish."

With a wave of his hand, Felisto summoned more than thirty men armed with spears together, and after a brief command, they quietly entered the courtyard.

Since Russell was watching from the sidelines, they didn't want to make any mistakes, and they didn't want Russell to think that it was a mistake to raise them.

Some of Felisto's men were recommended by Oriyatu and Nivino, who were usually very hard-working, loyal and reliable, and could be better treated if they were referred to Felisto's men.

And all they need to do is deal with the Corleone family.

Two men climbed over the earthen wall into the courtyard, quietly approached the two sleeping guard posts, covered their mouths before they woke up, drew sharp knives and stabbed them in the throats.

The two bandits spat blood from their guard whistles, glared and swallowed the last breath of their lives.

Felisto waved his hand.

Three people climbed into the house through the broken windows, and one of them took a vial of diesel fuel from his pocket and dripped it into the hinge of the door frame, which made the creaking hinge much more lubricated, and the door opened only with a slight sound.

Felisto and the others entered the room and found eight or nine bandits sleeping in the living room and the left and right rooms.

He pointed to the guns that the bandits had placed under the base of the wall and made a downward motion.

They were all taken away and taken outside.

With that done, Felisto pulled the bolt.

Shot a bandit in the head on the ground.

The huge gunfire made the bandits rush in an instant.

"Enemy attack!"

"Take a gun..."

"Idiot!"

When the bandits scurried, they saw a dozen men holding guns in the haze, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at their heads.

"Don't, don't kill me..."

"I surrender!"

"Please treat the captives preferentially."

Felisto said with a calm face: "Who is the head?" ”

In the room on the left, the long-haired young man Giriano calmly put on his shoes and straightened his hair.

"I am."

"Take it out!"

Felisto's men escorted the bandits to the courtyard, while Russell was sitting in a chair with an ashtray on the table, and he was smoking a cigar with his legs crossed.

"Godfather, he's the leader of these bandits."

Giriano stood still, his hands tied behind his back, his clothes slightly disheveled.

He looked at Russell silently, and Russell was staring at him.

After a long time, Giliano couldn't help but speak, "You are very powerful, sneaking into here quietly, leaving us powerless." Who are you? ”

Russell smoked his cigar, flicked his fingers at the ashes, and did not answer his words.

"What's your name?"

Giriano frowned and said, "Salvador Giriano." Who are you? ”

"Russell Corleone."

"Corleone... Mafia? Those two carts of food are yours... The cigarette factory is yours too? No wonder..."

Russell looked up and asked, "What's the wonder?" ”

"No wonder you only care about money, not the lives of the poor!"

When Felisto heard this, he angrily said next to him: "Fart! Mr. Corleone is the kindest person I have ever met, and has helped many poor people, including me... I used to be a poor man, I couldn't afford to eat, I couldn't afford to support my family! ”

"And me! I used to be poor too..."

"I'm poor too!"

"Since working for Mr. Corleone, we have been lifted out of poverty!"

"You're a bandit, what qualifications do you have to talk to Mr. Corleone like that?"

"Get on your knees!"

"Bandit who gave birth to a baby with a bad ass, you fucking kneel down and apologize to Mr. Corleone!"

"You killed four of our brothers..."

There was a crowd of people around, and hundreds of people shouted and shouted, making these bandits dumbfounded.

They hadn't noticed that there were so many of them, they were like ghosts that had suddenly appeared out of the night, like the people they had killed...

In the dream, the red eyes and white face scolded fiercely in front of them!

Giliano's mouth was open, but he didn't know what to say.

The moment Russell raised his hand, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.