A few days ago, New York Mayor Fiorello personally gave the green light to register a trademark for Russell's footwear and clothing brand, and expedited the company's relevant procedures.

Because this is the last achievement of his reign, he must do something special and do it beautifully!

Since he gave Russell face, then Russell naturally returned color, and after the registration of the brand trademark, he announced the opening of the company and the recruitment of workers.

The name of the trademark brand is Russell named after his own dragon and phoenix fetal daughter, and the main business of 'Kachi Mansha' is clothing, shoes and hats, mainly the production of 'Kachi Mansha' that people need.

First design the style, then the factory produces samples, and then take it to the department store or clothing store to negotiate the brand to settle in, because 'Kachi Mansha' is a new brand, the cooperation talk is very unpleasant, because the department store wants too much commission, and it is currently in the deadlock stage.

In fact, Russell is not in a hurry, he is investigating consumers in the market, once the "Kachi Mansha" brand has a hit, then Russell will abandon the department store and run his own store.

As for Felisto's private detective company, it was just to give him and his subordinates a legal identity with a gun in the United States, not to make a profit.

this day.

In the courtyard of the Peninsula Estate, three brand-new Cadillac cars are parked.

Felisto was wiping the red and blue car in the middle with a clean rag, while the front and rear were uniformly black.

Very high-profile at first glance, of course! This is the purpose of Russell's trip, and he is there to win attention.

"I'm in charge of the godfather's safety, you just need to keep an eye on the guests, especially the family leaders, understand?"

"Understood!"

Felisto instructed his subordinates.

In the hall of the villa, Russell was dressed in a dark blue striped suit, and a folded burgundy gold-trimmed square scarf was placed on the chest strap, which set off his elegant aura.

Marlena, who was holding his arm, was wearing a blue-spotted tunic tunic skirt, a pair of high-heeled shoes of the same color under her feet, and her round legs were wrapped in skin-colored suspenders.

Marlena didn't deliberately dress up, she thought about giving up the two new clothes again and again, and chose a very mediocre blue dress.

However, she has a great figure and a stunningly beautiful look, and she will show seductive charm no matter what she wears.

In order not to steal the limelight from the newlyweds at the wedding, Marlena deliberately wore a lady's hat to cover half of her face.

"I'm not going to steal the limelight from newcomers by dressing up like this, right?"

Russell laughed and said, "Even if you dress badly, you can't stop your attractive body." Marlena, don't worry so much, we're just guests, not malicious gangsters. ”

"Okay."

The two walked out of the villa slowly and came to the courtyard.

Felisto quickly opened the car door and put his hand on top of the door to prevent the godfather from touching his head.

After Marlena and Russell got into the car, Felistto waved to the front and rear cars.

The car in front slowly drove out of the manor, and Felisto also stepped on the accelerator, and the car moved forward, and the car behind followed twenty meters away.

On the way, Russell held Marlena's thin hand and could feel her nervousness because her palms were covered with sweat.

This was his first public appearance with Marlena in New York, and it was understandable that she was a little nervous, after all, Vito and his family lived in Sicily for many years, while Marlena was in Sicily all year round.

When she first came to New York, Marlena came to the big city like a village girl in the country......

Just like at this time, her eyes looked out of the car window from time to time, looking at the tall buildings on both sides.

Russell told her about the future of the company, such as the fact that he would also build a building in New York, and that this building, which would be exclusive to Corleone, would become a landmark in New York in the future, just like the Empire State Building and the Flatiron Building......

In the car, Marlena was a little excited, and described in detail the whole picture of the future Corleone Building, such as how tall it is, what shape, etc......

When Russell saw her, he smiled and rubbed her tender hands, and finally said that he would definitely build the Corleone Building according to her description!

The Peninsula Estate is not far from Vito Corleone's home, as both are in southern Nassau County, which borders New York City.

However, Vito's house is in Long Beach in the far south, while Russell's Peninsula estate is in the southern interior.

They are separated by an archipelago and require a detour around the Crescent Crescent Curve route to drive.

At this time, Vito's front of the house is neatly parked with cars of various brands and models, and the owners are all celebrities of New York status, and of course, some of Vito's relatives and friends.

In the garden courtyard, the guests drank and chatted with laughter, some were conducting the band to play Sicilian folk songs, and some were dancing to the songs, including one of Vito's two assistants, Kremenza, who was a man of wide body and fat who could dance, and he danced a very formal dance into a Sicilian Yangge team.

Next to him, a middle-aged man in a brown suit is playing with a blood orange, a local Sicilian specialty. He was Vito's other assistant, Tessio.

On the long table next to the flower stand, the women chatted about their parents' shortcomings, such as how heroic their men were, how innovative their moves were, and so on......

There was also a tall man standing under the shelf, holding a piece of manuscript paper in his hand, reciting a few words on the paper with a few words that were not very articulate.

Inside, children roam around in the hallways and halls, Vito's grandson and granddaughter, Sonny's children.

The study, on the other hand, is in stark contrast to the outside, still and moving, as if it is implying something.

Tom Hagen sat in a chair near the door, Sonny sat on the couch against the wall, and Vito sat at his desk with his back to the window.

In front of him was a balding middle-aged man, whose name was Amerigo Bonnasella, of Italian descent, who was a mortician by profession and ran a memorial for the dead, in effect, working for nothing.

He's been in the study for a long time, and the chatter makes Vito a little unhappy.

"Bonnasella, I wonder when I offended you?"

Bonnasella's face tightened when he heard this, he had come to Vito for help, but he didn't want to offend him.

"Mr. Corleone, you don't have ......"

His panicked eyes widened, and Mu Ne's expression had just eased, and he was about to answer seriously, when there were bursts of exclamation and noise from the garden courtyard outside.

The guests, who had been dancing and chatting, flocked to the door......

When Vito heard the voice, he got up and went to the window, raised his hand to press down the blinds, and looked out the window with eagle eyes, but his view was blocked by the crowd, and he saw nothing.

"What's going on out there? It's your sister's wedding, and I don't want to see an accident. ”

Vito turned his head and said, his eyes not looking at Sonny, but at Bonnasella.

Sonny got up and said, "I'll go out and have a look." ”

And after Sonny went out, Bonnasella reacted and quickly waved his hand to deny, "It's nothing to do with me......"

Vito grimaced, "Of course it has nothing to do with you, you don't dare to make trouble under the nose of the FBI." ”

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Rewind the clock to three minutes ago.

A new Cadillac with two colors drove up to the door, immediately attracting the attention of outsiders, including Clemenza and Tessio's men, FBI agents, and police patrolmen.

Their eyes were fixed on the owner of the bewitching and slightly sassy car.

When Felisto got out of the car and opened the back door, Russell and Marlena got out of the car, there was a burst of exclamation.

I have to say that Marlena is so charismatic, she will be the protagonist wherever she appears.

And Russell's appearance is handsome and well-proportioned, especially the height of more than 1.90 meters, which is particularly conspicuous among these people who are generally only about 1.7 meters.

People outside were talking about who these two were, who they didn't seem to have seen in New York, and where did they come from?

Marlena took Russell's arm and pinched his tender flesh.

"Let's get in quickly."

Russell nodded slowly, and as the two were about to walk into the courtyard, a reporter hiding behind the car took a picture of them with a camera in hand.

The blinding light flashed, and Marlena raised her hand to cover her eyes, and Russell turned her face sideways.

At this time, Felisto went straight to the reporter with his assistant.

In an unquestionable tone, he said to the reporter: "Give me the camera!" ”

"Why, it's my camera and it's my right."

The assistant stepped forward and grabbed the man by the collar and said loudly, "Be interesting, hand over the camera!" ”

When the reporter's companions saw that he was in trouble, they immediately surrounded him.

One of them showed his ID with the words FBI written on it......

Felisto swept his eyes, still indifferently and said to him, "Hand over the camera." ”

"How about not handing it in? I'm on a mission. ”

Felisto pointed at him, "Do you know who you're photographing?" ”

"It doesn't matter who he is, as long as it's someone who comes to the wedding, whether it's a guest or a mafia, I'll shoot ......"

When Felisto heard this, he immediately smiled.

Then he raised his slap and slapped the 'reporter' in the face.

The crisp sound immediately attracted the attention of others.

Among them was Pauly Cato, one of Kremenza's subordinates, who hurried to the courtyard to report the incident to Klemenza, and then Klemenza strode out, bringing with him many onlookers.

"You dare to hit the FBI?"

Felisto didn't say anything, but glanced at Russell with his peripheral vision, and when he saw him nodding, two slaps fell.

Then, Russell stepped forward and pointed at them and said, "It's you FBI who hits!" Crane personally ordered that I don't want my picture to appear in the FBI file, don't you know? ”

Suddenly, the detectives were stunned.

The beaten 'reporter' looked aggrievedly at the supervisor next to him, and saw that the supervisor had to come out to speak.

"Are you...... Mr. Russell Corleone? ”

Felisto raised his hand frantically and pushed his knee towards the supervisor's abdomen.

"What the is Fei? Give me the camera! ”

The director was struck, and he suddenly squatted like a shrimp, and he grinned in pain.

The agents next to them didn't care so much when they saw that the director was being attacked, anyway, they hadn't heard of Russell Corleone's name, let alone heard that this man's face couldn't appear in the FBI's filing room.

Are you kidding?

The filing room of the Bureau of Investigation, whose photo is not there?

Even the archives and scandals of successive presidents, secretaries of state, ministers and senators are all ......

Russell Corleone?

I've never heard of it!

Immediately, the five agents swarmed up and headed straight for Felisto.

Seeing this, the director shouted, "Don't move......"

Before the words fell, he was kicked in the face by Russell, and the whole person flew out sideways, hitting the car door hard, and the car door suddenly sank a large piece.

Felisto and his assistant were clearly a little inferior to the five agents.

Russell patted Marlena's hand and motioned for her to wait.

Then, he rubbed his wrists and stepped forward, kicking an agent and punching an FBI.

The action is simple and there is nothing fancy to praise about.

But it was such a simple action that made the onlookers exclaim.

Not for anything else, just because his opponent has revealed his identity, and Russell still has his hand.

Dare to get your hands dirty with FBI agents?

Is this man dying?

Who the hell is he?

Clemenza's eyes lit up as he stood in front of him and looked at Russell, similar to Tom's description of Russell Corleone......

Moments later, all of the Bureau's agents fell to the ground, and Felisto bent down to pick up the camera on the ground, took the picture from it and handed it to Russell.

Russell glanced at it, turned around and handed it to Marlena, and said with a smile: "Their photography skills are not bad, at least they didn't make us ugly." ”

Marlena smiled and put the photo in her purse, "They're professionals." ”

"Professional? Oh, and the agents of the Bureau of Investigation became professional photographers. ”

On the ground, the detectives covered his wounds and bloody faces, pointed at him and asked, "Do you dare to do ......?"

Russell turned his head to stare at him and said, "You should be glad you didn't draw your gun." ”

At this time, the supervisor rubbed his chin and stood up, glanced at Russell and Felisto, waved at his subordinates, and said, "Go back to the bureau and change the guard." ”

"Boss, we haven't copied the license plate yet......"

"it! Staying will only become a joke. ”

"That's it?"

The supervisor said to them, "If you don't want to lose your job, forget about it and go." ”

The agents looked at each other, and although they were a little puzzled by the Director's words, they didn't want to lose their jobs, so they got up and followed the Director and left.

At this time, Felisto took out the cash that had been prepared long ago from his pocket and handed it to the director.

"Your medical bills."

The director raised his hand to take it and nodded expressionlessly: "Thank you." ”

When the FBI agents left, Marlena grabbed Russell's arm again and made her way to the courtyard.

Felistto and his assistant followed, as if they stood out from the crowd.

People moved out of the way and quietly looked at Russell and Marlena as they walked in front of them, so shocked that they couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Sonny walked out of the villa and saw Kremenza.

"Russell Corleone just beat up a federal agent."

"What? He hit the FBI? ”

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

"Even Maiga, he was too bold, I didn't dare to do something, he actually did it...... And unscathed? ”

Clemenza glanced at Sonny and said, "Your father has prepared a rest room for the Russell Corleones. ”

"Understood."

Sonny strode forward and greeted, "Mr. Russell Corleone, I'm Sonny Corleone, and I'm glad you're here for my sister's wedding." ”