The afternoon when "ocelotl" was lost.

At an elementary school in the neighborhood of Coudville, Navalli was grabbed by a man as he walked out of the school gate after school.

"Get in the car."

The man's deep-set eyes and his slender figure looked at Navalry, his thin lips pursed tightly, as if he were looking at an object.

And just behind him, on the side of the road, a Cadillac was parked.

Navalli took a breath and squirmed, but soon fell silent.

For he saw the man pull out a gun, which, though pointed downward, showed a terrifying deterrent. Navalli obediently turned around, tried his best to control the terror in his heart, and followed the man into the car.

That's the seat in the back.

In addition to Navalli, there is another man in the back row.

The facial contours show very strong Mexican features, which seem to feel a little familiar to Navalli. And just after understanding where this familiar meaning came from, Navalli suddenly realized why he was in this car today.

- Because, that familiar feature is the characteristic of Navali's own face that he can feel every day when he looks in the mirror.

It's a blood connection.

The car had started, the windows had been pulled back, and there was silence inside.

The contemporary head of the Filmend family looked at Navali and said to himself thoughtfully:

"You're my brother's child."

Navalli shook his head cautiously, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head. Because he didn't know how to respond.

"—But, your last name is 'Evans.'"

The man frowned.

Navalli didn't know how to respond.

So he sat down next to the man with a bow, and was silent.

The man's gaze swept down.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Gerardo Firmend. The name means 'one who rules with a spear'. I have a good relationship with my brother, your father, Patricio. But at a very young age, our family split into two branches, one stayed in Mexico, enjoying part of our ancestral heritage and a peaceful life; Another group decided to go to the United States and forge our family's future in this diverse crucible, believing that Mexico would only become a paradise for drug shells and anti-lords, and that medium-sized family gangs like ours would only be swallowed up and their living conditions would deteriorate more and more.

"The outcome of the matter is obvious, and it is self-evident which side fails and which side succeeds. While my brother and his subordinates were being stripped of their hearts and torn into dozens of pieces in Acapulco, the American 'Filmend' had carved out his own sphere of influence and made waves in this small city, and although it aroused the vigilance and hostility of the original owners of this place, the 'Evans family', we did not think that we would be defeated. ”

Gerardo stared at Navalli with indifferent eyes, and there was an astonishing momentum in it—it was not inferior to the heroism of Baylubik.

“…… I heard what happened to my brother in Mexico. When we settled down in America, I sent someone to deal with the matter, and although I couldn't completely destroy the force that killed him, I succeeded in striking down the leader, and returned the man who carried out the killing in an even more brutal way—I also heard that my brother had a widow and a widow, and I wanted to bring that child back and raise him well, so that he could be a part of Filmend's future. But unfortunately, I didn't find it.

"Now, more than a decade later, I finally heard about the child - but even more regrettable, the child was not in the streets, he was in the 'Evans family', he was given that disgusting surname, and Bailubik even secretly hyped it, hoping to use it to attack the Filmend family as the center. Navaly, do you have any thoughts on all this? ”

Looking into Gerardo's eyes, Navalli was a little overwhelmed.

The words that came out of the man's mouth were reflected in his mind, and many things he knew for the first time - such as the secret hype of Bailubik.

But the man's attitude could not help but hesitate, and Gerardo continued to look at him:

"Navalli, your current identity has already had a great impact on the Firmend family, and many forces that have gathered outside the Firmend family are worried about whether Fairmen will betray them through your reconciliation with the Evans family. Our Mexicans' centripetal force has been undermined as a result – but there is another way, and that is for you to return to the Filmende family, to change your surname to Filment, so that our business can continue and you can carry on your father's legacy and become a member of the family again...... What do you think? Navaly, what do you think of this proposal? ”

Navalli stared at the man.

The words that Mother and Bailubik had once said came back to mind.

Just say the word "good".

Navalli, however, felt a deep sense of exhaustion.

The faces of many people turned in my mind, including Gerardo in front of me, my father I had never met, my mother and Bailubik...... Finally, resting on his grandmother's old countenance, Navali muttered:

“…… Actually, it's all the same. ”

"Huh?"

Gerardo had a look of surprise on his face.

"What's the same?"

Navali hung his head and said with great exhaustion:

"Whether it's Evans, or Firm...... It's the same for every last name. I just felt like 'Navaly', but I didn't know why, I was caught up in this maelstrom. Geraldo...... I should call you uncle. Uncle Gerardo, for me, I just want a quiet room, a computer, and it would be nice to be able to live like this - if I could take my grandmother over or go back to her, that would be the best life.

"I don't know why there is so much stuff, why there are so many complex relationships...... Is this the direction that the great 'Tezcatripoca' has inspired me? But why do I feel more and more lost? ”

Navali sighed, and in fits and starts, finally said what was in his heart.

However, when Geraldo heard him, he fell silent.

"I see what you mean."

After a long silence, Gerardo looked out the window, he took Navalry's hand, and a pair of heavy hands held Navalry's hand, which was very warm.

“…… I see what you mean. ”

Geraldo repeated.

"But take a look with me, and go to the Filmend family. At least, it's something that has to do with your father, your blood. ”

Is this what it means to give up pulling yourself into the vortex of the center of the event?

Navalli felt a sigh of relief, filled with gratitude for Gerardo.

He nodded.

The Cadillac drove smoothly and arrived in front of a newly built building.

Gerardo took Navalry's hand and paced down from the car, and as he walked, the people next to him looked sideways, casting curious or surprised glances at Navalli.

Navalli was uncomfortable with this gaze, so he just watched the road under his feet closely, and followed Gerardo all the way inward.

Walk through the hallway.

Walk through the passages.

Until a hall appears in front of you.

In the middle of the hall sat a large round table, seven of which were already full, but one was empty.

Gerardo pulled Navalli to the only empty seat, sat down, and helped Navalli to a small chair next to him, motioning for him to sit down.

And the latter, in such a panic, sat next to Gerardo.

"How can this be ......"

Navali didn't expect that he would suddenly find himself in such a scene, and sit in such a place that seemed important at first sight.

What exactly does Gerardo want to do?

Navalli shifted his ass uneasily, but he didn't dare to run out, because the hall was full of people with eyes on him, all with bulging pockets around his waist, and it seemed as if he would be killed on the spot if he made any move.

He didn't dare to speak, he didn't dare to move, so he sat next to Gerardo in a daze.

But the others had no scruples, and at the far end of the round table, a middle-aged woman with prominent cheekbones raised her chin in Navalry's direction.

"Geraldo, is this the little? The guy who disgraced us to the Filmends? ”

The others also showed indifferent eyes, and a series of malicious eyes were projected on Navalry, causing his body to become more and more stiff.

"Gerardo? Did you really want to make peace with Bailubik Evans when you brought him to the place of the family meeting? Do you want to become a dog lying at his feet? ”

Another middle-aged man with a gloomy face also said coldly.

"I remember that I had already proposed to kill this kid directly, but you didn't agree at the time...... Do you still want to get him back? ”

There was also an older, dark-skinned man who stared at Navali directly with murderous eyes, squinted his eyes and said.

Navalry's whole body was completely tense, and he felt like a rat being watched by a pack of cats, and he could only shiver, with no room for escape.

And just then, Gerardo finally spoke.

"Claudia, Isaia, Javier......"

He tapped the names of the people in front of him one by one, and a smile gradually spread across his face.

"This is my brother's son, Navalli, and this is his only bloodline, representing a direct continuation of our family."

Navalli gritted his teeth and quietly looked at Gerardo, his eyes full of respect and dependence - sure enough, Uncle Gerardo was a good man, he was very trustworthy, and he had to protect himself even in the event of a siege.

Navalli's heart was full of gratitude, and even some regret - wouldn't it be better if he listened to Uncle Gerardo and stayed in the Filmend family? But as soon as he thought about it, remembering the computer in his bedroom and the vast online world that led to the god, Navalli extinguished that thought again.

And what Gerardo said, it continues.

“…… Patricio is my most respected brother. Although his later choices were wrong, it didn't detract from the brilliance of the first half of his life—"

"Alright—"

The woman named Claudia interrupted Gerardo with a look of annoyance.

"I don't want to listen to your brotherly words anymore - Gerardo, I just want to know, what are you trying to do with this little kid at the party? Do you want him to get him back into the family? The presence of this guy has already taken a toll on our position as the core of Filmend, and if you want to bring him back, be prepared for turmoil - and possibly even sideline your matriarch. ”

Gerardo allowed Claudia to interrupt his speech, and only when she had finished speaking did he continue:

"Let Navalli return to his family? Oh, I've asked him about this—I'm ready to order him to wash away the notoriety he has had on the family in the past, if Navalley were to return to his family—for example, to secretly hide a pistol and find the right time to shoot Bailubik Evans to death; Or carry the bomb to the residential park at the end of Xiangzhang Road, and put the cadres of the 'Evans Family' in a pot-

“…… If he could do these things, it would prove that his blood belonging to Filmend was still shining, and in that case, it would not be impossible for him to return to the family - unfortunately, the child refused. ”

Geraldo glanced at Navalli, who had fallen into a sluggish shock, and suddenly, his gaze had become very cold, as if it were a cold autumn weather.

Then, he turned back to the senior cadres of the Filmend family and said solemnly:

“…… Since the boy was cowardly at this point, it meant that he no longer had the possibility of reforming, and that he had defiled the blood of the Filmend family that his brother had left him. In that case, use his blood to wash away his bad influences—that's why I brought him here. ”

Gerardo's voice came to his ears.

The world that used to be warm and relied on has become a black hell in the blink of an eye.

The eardrum was vibrating heavily.

For a moment, Navalli felt his lungs crumple in panic.

He trembled and jumped out of his chair, but the moment he jumped down, and when he tried to escape, a pair of hands came from behind and grabbed his mouth.

In the next second, Navaly's eyes went black and he fainted.

……

That night, most of his face was stripped of his face, his chest was cut open, his heart was exposed to air, and Navalli, who had fallen into the verge of death, was placed at the gate of the "Evans Family" residential complex.

Bailubik Evans, who learned of this, and the entire "Evans family", felt that they had been heavily provoked.

So the "Evans family" and the Mexicans, in the city of Westeya, launched a fierce conflict - the two criminal groups, with Navalli as the fuse, broke out an unprecedented head-on confrontation, and the intensity of the incident also exceeded the expectations of the leaders of both sides, and developed in an increasingly uncontrollable direction.

The incident lasted for a year and several months, eventually resulting in hundreds of deaths, hundreds of injuries, and more than 1,000 jails, and directly led to the weakening of two criminal groups, and the city of Westera was divided into dozens of organizations, large and small.

Most of the core members of the Filmende family, led by Gerardo, and other Mexican crime syndicates, were arrested and sentenced to prison terms ranging from decades to centuries.

As for the initial cause, the child, Navaly, was forgotten to the edge of the world after this series of earthquake-like events, and no one cared whether he was dead or alive.

(End of chapter)