Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 86 [Running Wild]

"Velen, long time no see."

As soon as he saw Velen, the leader, old Santi, laughed and greeted him in a condescending tone.

In particular, he saw that Velen was leaning on crutches, one of his legs was even a prosthetic, and he was trying hard to straighten his back despite the discomfort.

He is indeed qualified. He is older, has more experience and a higher status. When he was conquering the world, Alberto had to respectfully call him "senior".

Not to mention his dogs.

Relatively speaking, Velen is an old dog.

He is old Santi, but he is an old lion.

"Old Santi, it's you. Do you know what you are doing?"

However, Velen's attitude did not satisfy old Santi at all.

Because he seemed calm, cool, and strong, and didn't take old Santi seriously at all.

Not to mention any fear, terror, or retreat.

This was absolutely unexpected for Old Santi.

But it doesn't matter, I'm just a mortal, how dare I get so close...

"Velen, I think we need to talk."

He said this and took another step forward.

He also lowered his head slightly, as if he wanted to whisper something.

Velen also lowered his head, but said something that surprised him even more.

"Old man, you don't really think I don't know what you are going to do?"

Before he finished speaking, a strong sound of breaking wind blew towards Lao Sangti.

That is the golden crutch in Velen's hand!
Also starting to roar was... the Winster typewriter!
Bullets rained down like a rainstorm on the people brought by old Santi.

Except for the bullets blocked by the car, the rest basically rushed into the human body.

Blood splattered, and the people brought by Old Santi quickly fell to the ground like grass.

And at the same time, there was more than one forest of bullets roaring.

In most of the Porretta family's territory, those areas were surrounded and forced by the Evans and Corleone families.

The same typewriter sound kept echoing.

This is a massacre.

Many people were shot to death before they could even climb out of their cars. Some started their cars but were shot, and the entire car crashed into the store.

This was the first bloodshed in broad daylight that Winster had seen in a long time.

This is also the strongest voice from the second-in-command of the Poletta family.

Anyone who dares to infringe upon the Paoletta family should have his blood shed.

The camera returns to the gate of the Pauletta family estate.

After all, Old Santi was the leader of the Second True Name of the God of Destruction, and he blocked Velen's sudden attack.

But Velen's offensive never stopped.

After obtaining the real name of Black Butler, he has regained his youth and his skills are extremely sharp.

The golden cane and prosthetic limbs are all his disguises. People are often deceived by these and think that he is disabled, but on the contrary, these are his real weapons.

Old Santi was beaten back and forth, struggling to breathe.

"You...are also a True Name user?!"

"Yeah, you didn't expect that, did you?"

Velen felt quite emotional.

Once upon a time, he could only look up to these people and crawl at their feet.

Just because he is a mortal, he cannot cross that natural chasm.

Now, it’s different. Now, he wants to destroy all these old bodies.

Old Santi was having a hard time, even though he was one level higher than Velen in terms of real name.

However, the disadvantages of the leader's real name were exposed. It mainly increased the ability of firearms and encouraged the subordinates, but it did not provide much benefit in close combat.

What's more, old Santi is very old.

His body couldn't keep up at all.

Under the double attack of Velen's golden crutch and alchemical prosthesis, he was in danger.

"Danny, help me!"

The gunfire has stopped because there are not many people left alive.

Just old Santi and Danny.

Danny had already hidden behind the car and used his men as human shields, which is how he managed to survive.

He didn't dare go out at all at this moment.

Because once you go out, you will be surrounded by a forest of bullets.

He could only take deep breaths, and keep taking deep breaths.

But old Santi's life is like a candle in the wind.

The next second.

Velen swung his crutch wildly and was about to hit old Santi on the head.

This time, old Santi had no way to escape.

He looked at this and was ready to close his eyes and wait for death.

"No fighting allowed here!"

A solemn voice suddenly sounded, like a judgment.

Velen's golden crutch, which was about to fall, stopped abruptly.

Because he felt that there was an indescribable force blocking him.

Old Santi was pulled away by someone, and his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

And standing there in his place was a young man.

He was wearing a leather coat and a pair of exquisite glasses, and he looked confident.

This person was naturally none other than Aberline Court.

He finally couldn't help it and brought people with him.

It was mainly because a series of events shook his confidence, the unknown situation in San Quanti, and Sandro's continued inaction.

In addition, his men also detected the whereabouts of Emilio, the fourth in command of Sandro.

According to previous intelligence, he should also be in San Quang Ti.

This made Aberlin decide to grab a few more chips in his own hands.

So he came to the gate of the Pauletta family estate.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise, he would have lost all the chips in his hand.

It is very likely that he can only rely on Velen to fight against Sandro.

This is obviously unwise.

Velen's golden crutch was not retracted for a long time and was hanging above Aberlin's head.

"Why, are you planning on attacking a Prohibition agent?"

"Prohibition agents, are you also taking care of things other than bootlegging?"

Velen finally put away the golden cane and leaned on it.

"I now suspect Santi Corleone and Danny Evans of involvement in bootlegging crimes. I want to bring them back to the police station for investigation. Is that okay?"

Aberlin pushed up his glasses and smiled.

Old Santi and Danny looked at each other. At this point, it seemed like there was nothing they could do.

Although falling into the hands of Prohibition agents was never a good thing, it was better than death.

Velen took a deep breath, but said nothing more.

"Wait a minute, you can just run to someone's doorstep and act like a jerk and then walk away like that. Is that even possible in this world?"

A voice sounded behind everyone.

Hearing this voice, everyone present changed color.

Velen was excited, and Aberlin's eyes were flickering, and he was obviously uneasy.

As for old Santi and Danny, they were already showing signs of fear.

Because this voice belongs to no one else but the name that has risen like a meteor in the past few months.

Ethan Porletta!
He actually came back alive?!

Accompanied by the sound of "da", "da", "da" footsteps, the whole air seemed to stagnate at that moment.

　I drank quite a bit tonight, so that’s all for now. See you all tomorrow.

　　thanks for your support.

　　Thank you for the reward of 10,000 from Cloud Gap Light!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)