Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 84 [Fireworks Night]

This night was not so peaceful for Winster.

Because seven days have passed since Ethan and his team set out.

It has been almost a month since the bootleg liquor boycott broke out in the city.

Whether it is the continued losses of bootleg liquor, or whether Ethan and his team can completely resolve this matter and get the bootleg liquor business back on track.

The people in the black mud have no confidence at all.

The meeting was not held again.

John Holt and other white gloves were almost going crazy.

They kept calling the castle by the sea.

The response I get is always a busy tone.

Sandro seemed to have completely withdrawn from the matter.

And in other major families, there are dark hearts that are quietly growing.

First of all, there is the Corleone family. All their fighting forces have been sent to San Quanti, but at least the nominal head of the family, old Santi, is still there. He can still control the family and make it make enough noise.

He first contacted the Evans family.

George is away at the moment and his uncle Danny is managing the family.

Danny agreed to Old Santi's proposal.

Afterwards, old Santi found Velen, who was temporarily in charge of everything in the Poletta family.

Velen declined the meeting.

Because the young master made it very clear before he left that he would withdraw all business and never get involved in any trouble.

Until he comes back.

Old Santi's proposal was exactly the kind of trouble that should not be involved.

He wanted to kill Haska and then divide the Merrich family together.

This was not surprising to Velen.

Because the young master also expected it.

The young master said this before leaving: "If we don't come back for too long, someone will definitely lose control. I guess it will be old Santi. Haska will be in trouble. When that happens, don't do anything, just wait and see. When Haska is completely defeated, find a chance to save him."

As for what to do after rescuing him, the young master didn’t say, so let’s wait for the young master to come back.

Velen wasn't worried at all about whether Ethan could come back.

He will definitely come back.

And sure enough, on that night, old Santi took action.

Too much time has passed.

He has already accepted that neither of his two sons will come back.

So, in the current situation, he can only earn more chips for the family.

Otherwise, after his death, the Corleone family name would completely wither away.

The Murichi family is the best target. Their own strength has declined, and the family leader, Haska, is a coward.

This time, when Shengkuangti was fighting, he refused to fight, which sowed the seeds of his own destruction.

No one would have any objection to taking action against him.

If the Corleone family can swallow up the Murrich family and then slowly erode the Evans family, in the end, the Corleone family will still survive in Winster.

The gunshots rang out in the night.

The Murici family was completely unprepared.

Although Haska was worried that his bootlegging business could not develop and his income had dropped sharply, his family's flesh trade was still open.

Also, because there hasn't been any alcohol to drink lately, the men have no place to vent their energy, making it even more intense.

He was able to make up for some of the losses.

After all, rebuilding the family guards would cost a lot of money.

In the first battle of San Quang Ti, he threw in half of his guards.

Now of course there is no coming back.

But fortunately he is still alive, so there is still hope.

Once the family guard is established, things will be different.

Huskar is not completely without ambition.

He resolutely refused to go to the second San Kuangti operation because he was waiting for this opportunity.

Now it seems that he was right, those people can't come back.

The Winster situation should change. The Merrich family, which has always been ranked last, should also rise!

Father, do you see? You said I was useless and would ruin the family, but now, the family will rise in my hands!

"Bam—"

There was a loud roar, which made Haskar feel a little dizzy.

Originally he was still feeling dizzy from holding some newly arrived high-end goods, but now he was not drunk at all.

"Who?! Who?!"

Although he was absurdly oblivious to the matter, he knew it was the sound of gunfire.

Someone actually dared to attack the Murrich family. It's simply...

"Boss, all three of our locations have been attacked. It seems to be people from the Evans family and the Corleone family..."

The subordinates came to report in panic.

Haska was already dumbfounded.

"How is it possible...how...how dare they?"

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Winster, which had been silent for many days, set off fireworks.

Fireworks interwoven with bullets.

In the conference room on the third floor of the Prohibition Bureau.

Aberlin and Marvin were watching the fireworks upstairs.

"As you expected, over time, they will naturally start to fight each other. Once Muric falls, the remaining four families will only fight more fiercely. By then... I don't believe Sandro will do anything."

As Marvin spoke, he almost applauded.

Transferring Aberlin from the capital was indeed the best decision.

In just these few days, he has completely opened up the situation.

Compared to that tragically dead guy Lewis, he is much better.

But Aberlin seemed unconcerned, thinking it was just a trivial matter. He turned around and started fiddling with a newly arrived gramophone.

Marvin finally accepted his suggestion, or rather gave him the privilege, to play music in the conference room.

After adjusting the phonograph, Aberlin began to hum softly while picking up the record.

"I just don't know what's going on with Mr. Heisenberg. I hope he can help me kill them all. That way, the plan will go more smoothly..."

Just when he was hesitating between "To the Storm" and another favorite record.

Suddenly, a strong smell of blood filled the conference room.

It's like all the blood in a person's body has been released.

Then, a tall figure flashed and fell to the ground.

Aberlin's fingers froze as he picked out the record.

Instead, Marvin reacted faster, rushed forward and supported the bloody man.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?! I'll find a doctor for you..."

Only then did Aberlin recognize the man.

Or perhaps he had recognized it from the beginning, but he simply didn't dare to think so.

This is Heisenberg.

This is actually Heisenberg, the Eagle of the Kingdom Security Bureau!

How can this be? !
"Immediately... send a telegram to the capital. This is an S-level incident. Have them send a special commissioner. There can be no delay. Go quickly!!!"

Marvin also wanted Aberlin to help take care of Heisenberg while he went to find a doctor for emergency treatment.

Heisenberg was already roaring madly.

His eyes were red, like an eagle with broken wings.

What on earth... happened?

Aberlin's heart sank, and he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Everything was going smoothly, but it seemed to be stuck here.

He was also stuck.

　Third update!

　　I can’t express my gratitude to the leader Jiujiu, I can only update it well.

　　The fourth update will be written soon!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)