old dream

Chapter 193 Counter Attack, Kidnapping

Worst predictions often turn out to be true.

A few days after the Grand Duke had a conversation with the "Lieutenant", Marizio has been entrusting Danaro's friends to learn about the recent movements of the principality's ruler.As a result, he learned that the Grand Duke's schedule had not been changed at all, and no new meetings had been arranged for the time being, just as if the five-minute conversation had never happened at all.

This confirmed the lieutenant's proposal, which did not interest Archduke Edmund much.

In the past few days, it can be clearly felt that it is becoming more and more difficult to obtain information from Danaro.Because as the situation became clear, those "friends" were also alienating him.If the Sincilians were finally massacred or expelled, then the power of the "big boss" Marizio would disappear with it.I'm afraid that the "friends" have already begun to consider the trade-offs. If they help the leader of the five hands at this time, they may not get anything in return.

As Colin said, now there is nothing to rely on except the gun in his hand.

So as Marizio gave up, the Caruso family's counterattack officially began.

In fact, in the past two weeks, just maintaining Capello's activities in the old city has almost drained the cash on the books of the Caruso family.And now the "big bosses" have begun to sell off their properties at a low price and mortgage their properties for a second, larger group of people to enter the old city.He desperately recruited his most skilled gunners from Nanstadt, even if this would make the Caruso family's rear very empty.

Many gunmen refused to accept the honorarium, saying it was not a business, but an obligation of each Five Hands member.Some unnamed small groups started to go to the old city spontaneously. As a result, the police detectives became nervous and arrested many people for no reason.

The only way to suppress the current situation is to transfer troops to Stade and then impose a curfew.This method has been staged many times after the arrival of refugees.But after all, this is only a temporary suppression. As long as the problem still exists, it will explode sooner or later.

So this time, Danaro seemed determined to sit on the sidelines.

On the other hand, apart from Marizio, the other four patriarchs have not made any definite actions.

The strength of Luca Chestalo's men was already weak, and most of them were located outside Stade.There was a limit to what he could do.In addition to expressing public support, providing some funds, and privately preventing the other three joint assassinations of Marizio, there is no spare energy to do more.

Although the other three families wisely shelved their assassination plans, they were unwilling to join the resistance led by Marizio because of their previous unhappiness.And after all, they are just gang organizations, and after a certain scale, they need to take care of more things. They are neither as flexible as a small group, nor can they casually draw out such a huge force like Marizio, who has ruled for many years.

Although they are listed as "Five Hands", these forces do not belong to the same order of magnitude.

Regardless of their limited ability or other secret calculations, the remaining four of the Five Hands finally chose to stay in South Stade as the so-called second line of defense.

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In just a few days, the number of shootings in the slums of the old city suddenly soared dozens of times.

In the middle of the night, many people hurried on the dilapidated streets wearing windbreakers.They lowered their wide-brimmed hats with their round tops low over their Sindhily features.

Different from Capello's group defense, they were completely dispersed into the crowd, and their purpose was clear, which was to make those who had been marked disappear.

The night in the slum community was very quiet, but suddenly someone kicked open the door of the room on the side of the road, went to the bedside and shot twice the male owner who was still asleep.Before the old woman or the child started screaming, he and his companions had already left with the dead body.

An unknown murder case further stimulated the nerves of the rioters, but to a limited extent.After all, under the chaos, they would all vendetta each other for sharing the loot, and they also knew what some scum did in private, and it seemed natural that a small number of people would be retaliated against.

Of course, the more important reason is: so far, those who have died are all people without names and surnames.Such people are like bedbugs, who may die at any time without knowing why, just a number.

No one will be interested in this kind of story unless the way to die sounds novel enough.

In this age when civilization is not enough and the media is not developed enough, if you want to use a single death to completely stimulate a group, then the tragic death must at least be someone that most people have heard of.

And it's best to be a "good guy" that everyone agrees on.

So from this point of view, the lieutenant must die.

...............

When Ricardo woke up suddenly, the mask was still on his face, his chest was violently heaving up and down, and he was desperately breathing.

Memories before coma emerged little by little amidst the severe headache.At that time, he had just walked out of an underground bar, and then habitually glanced at the detection device on his body. The reagent had seriously changed color, and there were obviously no vehicles nearby.He realized something was wrong, turned around and wanted to walk back to the bar, but then lost consciousness.

The kidnappers are extraordinary.

Maybe from the moment he was targeted, there was no chance of winning.

The only good thing is that Colin told himself this morning that he was ready to fight back.If he hadn't been in a coma for too long, he should have been attacking the Brotherhood right now.

Right now, Ricardo's legs were imprisoned together, his arms were separated and straightened, and they were tightly tied to the surrounding rings.The ring was deeply nailed into the ground, and he tried to break free twice, but remained motionless.But the brave Ricardo did not despair because of this, he tried his best to let his wrist and the rope rub against each other, as long as the time was long enough, there should be a little gap.

A moment later, while still shaking his wrists, he looked around through the holes in the mask.But I found that this place is not a place to imprison people, but more like someone's private house, with many feminine decorations and daily necessities.

Ricardo was a little stunned, and couldn't help but slowly stop what he was doing.

The window is close at hand, but it's a pity that the fingers can't reach it.The lace curtains have been drawn.

The rustling sound of the rope rubbing against each other slowly disappeared, and then he was able to hear some background sounds that were originally covered.

It was the sound of rushing water.

Hot water drips from the shower, breaking on the tiled floor and on someone's skin.

It sounded like... someone was taking a shower not far away.

(End of this chapter)