Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 89 [A Left Hand] (Revised)
Not bad.

Judging from the final results, this is by no means an isolated pollution incident.

Since Saint Quanti sealed the seven-colored crown for so many years, the kingdom did not discover it.

Then the pollution this time must have been caused by someone deliberately opening the seal.

There are two possible people, one is the King of Winster.

Thinking about it afterwards, his purpose in organizing people to solve the pollution in San Quang Ti was definitely not pure.

At least, he knew the existence of the seven-colored crown.

The other one is the black-robed man who appears last and wants to pick the fruit.

He hides behind the scenes, waiting for an opportunity to act, and he definitely knows a lot.

Unfortunately, an accident happened in the end and Ethan failed to keep those three people. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to guess here.

"The water in Winster is much deeper than we thought."

This time, if Ethan didn't have the golden finger of "the name of the true God", he and Vincent would have died in San Quanti.

Then the surname Pauletta, like Merici and Corleone, will be washed into the city's sewers.

Therefore, we still have to move forward, step out of the black mud, become stronger, and then we can escape the fate of turning back into black mud.

Until evening, Sandro did not take any action.

He wanted to keep a peaceful heart, as if it were true.

But Ethan did not let his guard down.

He kept Velen on standby all night.

He himself painted all night long and did not sleep.

In fact, he is not so afraid of going to war with Sandro now. After all, even though Sandro is the Saint of the Black Road, his "True Name of God" has also evolved.

I won't necessarily lose to him.

But at this time, Winster is not the only one with the mafia.

The Prohibition Bureau was also watching closely.

Not to mention those who are hiding in the dark.

Now is definitely not the best time to start a war.

The night passed like this.

Christmas Eve.

The next morning, after having a light breakfast, Ethan began to take care of his appearance.

Today's banquet at the city hall is a luncheon. Mainly because the New Year is approaching, people from all walks of life are invited to brainstorm on how to organize the New Year celebrations. Of course, the most important thing is money.

Ethan didn't wear brightly colored clothes today. He changed into a pure black suit, just like when he first became the leader.

at noon.

town Hall.

The luncheon was held on time.

The content of the luncheon was naturally uninteresting. After the mayor's speech, it was time for donations.

Major businessmen and celebrities took turns to donate money and speak.

Ethan also showed some appreciation and donated 10,000 gold to Ryan.

This is not his main battlefield yet, and his reputation and status are still not enough.

Besides, he didn't come here for this today.

After another round of speeches and donations, Ethan saw Sandro.

Today, Sandro looked like a successful man. He was smiling on the stage and there was no sign of the black mud on his body at all.

After talking about the approaching New Year and his vision of creating a good community celebration and taking good care of the elderly in the community, he threw down 300,000 gold Ruien and stepped down.

Now is Ethan's time.

He saw Sandro limping, walking step by step towards the corner.

Clay and John Holt were also there, so he followed.

Vincent was behind him.

"If anything happens later, we won't care about anything else and just kill Sandro. Trust Clay, he won't do anything."

Vincent walked calmly, but spoke fierce words.

"Let's take a look first and then talk."

Deep in the corner is a hidden room.

Push the door open and go in.

Sandro, John Holt and the others were already seated.

There was also a cake on the table.

George was there too. He seemed to have arrived the earliest. He huddled next to Sandro, not daring to look at Ethan who had just entered the room.

He didn't dare look at Clay who was standing behind Sandro.

"Let's welcome back our heroes!"

As soon as Sandro saw Ethan, he stood up and applauded softly.

Others followed.

Ethan didn't appreciate it and just said: "I'm not a hero, I didn't do anything, I'm just a survivor."

He said this, but did not sit down, but stood opposite Sandro.

"Don't say that. If you go, you'll be a hero."

Sandro stopped clapping, but didn't sit down. Instead, he continued, "Ethan, I know you're angry, and that's normal. After all, it's unacceptable for anyone to come back from a fight and find their home surrounded. What's more, George did something like that. I will give you an explanation."

"What kind of explanation is it?" Ethan looked at George.

Vincent also looked at George.

"According to traditional rules, betraying an ally means paying with one's life." Sandro said this as he picked up the knife he had been using to cut the cake. "But, the Winsters are losing talent now. The Murriches and Corleones are both in decline. If we continue to fight among ourselves, the only one who will be happy is the Prohibition Bureau, and our business will also be affected. So why not forgive him? In exchange, the Evans family will give you a portion of their territory, as well as a portion of the Corleones, and all of the Murriches' territory. And, I'll give you half of George's annual business. How about that?"

As he spoke, he cut the cake on the table. Every time he spoke, he cut out a piece and put it on a small plate on the table.

With the last words, he handed the knife to Ethan.

Ethan then walked over and came to George's side, which frightened George even more. However, Ethan didn't look at him, but just took Sandro's knife.

"Okay."

After hearing this, everyone in the audience finally relaxed their tense hearts. Even George breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

John Holt also suggested that everyone have cake together.

"I'll help everyone divide it."

Ethan said this, but before anyone could react, he suddenly grabbed George's left hand and cut it off at the root with a single blow of his knife.

Then he covered George's mouth, preventing him from making any sound and allowing him to struggle desperately.

"I think we should add this hand. According to tradition, a hand can take the place of life. Let him use this hand to temporarily take the place of his life and make amends for his mistakes. What do you think, Sandro?"

Sandro looked into Ethan's eyes.

The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point again.

long time.

Just when John Holt wanted to come out to smooth things over.

Sandro laughed out loud: "Okay, that's how it should be. If you make a mistake, you should pay the price, right?"

"You're right." Ethan also laughed, as if he had just casually cut a piece of cake.

He let go of George, who was about to faint from the pain, and took a handkerchief from Vincent. He wiped his hands, then finally sat down and said, "Well, how about we move on to the next topic? I have an idea on how to quickly restore our business."

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(End of this chapter)