In areas where rich people live, the air is clean and the streets are clean. You can see rich people wearing expensive clothes walking their dogs. Most of them basically don't need to work. They only make money through investment, rent and other means.
They can earn an income for several lifetimes. For them, life is all about enjoyment. In the abandoned city, the biggest entertainment for such people every day is various banquets. After the prohibition of alcohol was promulgated, drinking alone at home became a trend.
In a magnificent courtyard, there are several black luxury cars parked at the door, and guards with guns are stationed at various locations in the courtyard. It can be said that it is airtight, and not even a mosquito can fly in.
Among the buildings in the courtyard, on the first floor, in a room full of bookshelves, behind a mahogany desk, "The Godfather" Coneone Catania was reading a book about philosophy.
There have been many faults in the culture of the abandoned capital, but there are always some people who can transcend the times and realize amazing ideas. Coneang likes such ideas very much, and he believes that they can guide his life and career.
After reading a paragraph, he picked up the wine glass on the table. The glass contained home-brewed high-purity wine with ice cubes, which could make people energetic.
After taking a sip of wine and putting down the glass, someone already appeared in the room.
"They know most of it."
Stone stood there, and next to him, the big golden retriever dog was sticking out its tongue, as if it was very tired.
"Not dead?"
Corneone closed the book and asked.
"I told you that they are all extraordinary beings with powers beyond imagination. I have seen those powers and you cannot understand them."
Stone suppressed his emotions.
"Their presence will cause a lot of trouble. If you can't finish it, I will send others."
Corneone didn't seem to be aware of Stone's emotions. His voice remained steady, like a church bell that would always ring at that moment and only ring so many times.
"I will kill them."
Stone replied, the golden retriever's tail beside him wagging.
"Are you doubtful? Do you think I am just using you? When the family takes over the entire underground world of the waste city, you will be abandoned by me?"
Coneang suddenly spoke, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn.
"They said similar things to me, but I didn't believe them."
The golden retriever next to Stone suddenly stood up and held the dog's leash.
"My children are useless. If they are allowed to inherit the family, either the family will be eaten away bit by bit by those guys above us in the fierce and reckless confrontation, or it will sink and be annihilated in the old and decadent self-proclaimed
, only the right people can lead the family to real prosperity."
Coneang said in a deep voice, his words were extremely sincere, and anyone who listened would think that he was talking to you from the bottom of his heart.
"Or are you so cowardly that you think you can't control the family and will be eliminated by me?"
"No, Father, I don't."
Stone felt a strong sense of majesty.
He could ask the monsters around him to kill the man in front of him now, but that would only be a temporary success. If Coneone was killed now, the entire Catania family would fall into strife and turmoil. As an adopted son, he is
There was no way to fight a bloody path between Coneang's legitimate sons.
Stone knew exactly what Lu Tan said.
He knew very well that Corneone would not really hand over the family to an outsider. Everything this godfather did was taking advantage of him.
In fact, Stone was also taking advantage of Corneone's little calculation.
As the godfather said, none of Conehan's children are useful. The eldest brother is a complete playboy without any scheming or government. The second brother is reckless, violent and extremely impulsive. The eldest daughter has left the family and is teaching with peace of mind. The second daughter is good at teaching.
Calculating but lacking in independent opinions, the third daughter indulged in pleasure and became the earliest sacrifice.
It can be seen from the fact that Coneang can throw his little daughter to Stone to be killed without hesitation, that for this man, the value of use is far greater than the value of family affection.
Therefore, as long as Stone still has use value, that is to say, the Catania family does not unify the underground world of the abandoned capital for a day, then he will not be eliminated.
And by that time, Stone was already the top leader of the family and the real talker.
As long as all members of the Catania family are eradicated in advance, he can become the new godfather.
Of course Coneang knew all of this.
The game of gangsters is not about conspiracy and trickery, but a conspiracy that shows everything clearly and offers an offer that the other party cannot refuse.
Of course, on the surface, two people have to have a game.
It can be said that the father is kind and the son is filial.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Sir, someone is looking for you outside. They are Detective Drizzt and his two assistants."
Someone said.
"It came to our door. This is the result of not handling it cleanly."
Corneone looked at Stone as if he was educating him.
"You go to the next room and wait, I will handle it."
He asked Stone to leave.
Stone just nodded, and the golden hair immediately turned into mud, enveloped him, and then disappeared into the ground.
Seeing this, Coneant answered towards the door.
"Ask them to go to the living room and say I will be there later."
After the people outside the door left, Corneone stood up and walked out of the study. He called the thugs around him.
"Arrange people to quietly surround the living room. When the three people enter the living room, they will be dealt with. I want to identify the bodies."
Corneone ordered.
He would certainly not be stupid enough to confront those people himself. The best way to deal with this situation is to give them some conditions that they cannot refuse and make them shut up.
"By the way, let Clayderman and Charles go to the living room as backup."
He mentioned it again.
These two people were once bounty hunters, survived in the wild, and possess certain extraordinary combat capabilities.
After giving the order, Coneang returned to the study.
He opened the book he had just read and continued reading while taking another sip of wine.
The cold wine flowed into his throat, and Coneang seemed to have returned to the time when he first witnessed the extraordinary many years ago.
Since then, Corneone's goals have expanded beyond the gang.
And now...
There was a burst of gunfire in the courtyard, followed by the sound of breaking glass and a burst of noise.
Then, it became quiet.
it's over.
Corneone sighed and put down his cup.
The next moment, there was a loud noise outside the door.
"What are you doing, no, wait!"
Bang——
Before Coneang could react, he heard a roar from the door, and the high-end wooden door was violently smashed open, leaving only a big hole along with the wall.
Opposite the hole stood a detective wearing a long trench coat and a deerstalker hat, holding a briar pipe, and his two assistants.
