Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"A Syracusan would never betray his family."

However, his underwear was now soaked with sweat.

Damn, I made the right bet.

This guy really bullies the weak and not the strong, and he still has some tolerance for the tough ones.

Capone's heart was pounding like a drum.

After hearing these words, the masked woman opposite was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter towards the sky.

"Family, hahahahaha, you are a dog that has lost its home and you are not qualified to talk to me about family."

The masked woman took out something, threw it on the table, and yelled.

"Now I have a way to help you gain a foothold in Longmen, but you have to lend me your men!"

“I won’t take your things or use your people for nothing.

I'll put this thing here on you. Is it good enough?"

Capone was stunned, and quickly shifted his gaze to the things on the table, and then he was stunned.

That is…

The crest of a lost Texas family!

Although he was in Longmen, it had been several years since the Texas family was destroyed.

Even if you are not well-informed, you should know it.

The golden symbol on the clan emblem in front of him was extremely dazzling.

This is something that only the owner of the house can possess...

"Are you the eldest lady who escaped from the Texas family?"

Capone immediately understood the identity of the person in front of him.

"You're not completely stupid yet.

Tell me, do you want to make this deal or not? "

He picked up the glittering golden family emblem with one hand and circled the word Texas around his fingertips.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let your people fight with the Longmen Guard Bureau, nor will I fight against the Rat King’s minions.

We just need to tamp down a few halls."

"it is good."

Capone gritted his teeth.

"I don't know how the young lady plans to help me find a place to live."

The golden family crest was thrown at his face and Capone caught it.

“Wei Yanwu and the Rat King from Longmen, as well as the Emperor from Penguin Logistics, left Longmen because of something.

They won't be coming back anytime soon.

The distance from Thirty-sixth Street to South Market is two streets, and that is the part of the Rat King Market with the least people.

Tonight, I will personally lead your guys to take over those two streets.

Just consider it as your reward.

Don't worry, the Rat King and his men won't be back for a while.

You can eat them in peace. I promise that they won't cause you any trouble even if they come back."

The long-awaited figure was hidden by the closed coat. Big Texas tilted his head slightly.

“And the price you have to pay is just a few chess pieces that you don’t need to care about.

To be honest, if I didn’t want to deal with those Longmen locals, I would rather hire Penguin Logistics.”

Capone frowned as he looked at the capable eldest daughter of a Texas family in front of him.

"So, young lady, what good can this do for you?"

Looking at the Texas Plus in front of him, Capone said in a low voice.

"Or, what price do I need to pay?"

He didn't believe that the woman in front of him was just doing him a favor.

"The price? It's simple."

Texas Plus walked to the door and snorted.

“The price you have to pay is that this team tonight completely obeys my orders.

Tomorrow morning, you can go and receive the orders for those two streets in person."

After saying that, she strode out the door.

"Don't forget your promise, Gambino."

The moment she walked out the door, the fox-masked lady turned her head.

A gaze like a sharp knife shot towards him.

"I can kill you today, and I can kill you tomorrow.

Right here, I want to see eighty good players tonight.

Don't mess with me with that crap, you know."

Turning around, her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and the woman turned and disappeared.

Capone, who was already sweating profusely, took a deep breath of the air he had just survived.

Slumped in the chair, he hadn't felt such a strong murderous intent in a long time.

"Damn it."

Capone gritted his teeth and looked at the golden family emblem in his hand.

According to his temper, he would rather reach a cooperation with the big guys in Longmen.

Then survive by negotiation.

However, there is no place in Longmen where they can survive now. If most members of their organization do not exercise every night, they will almost forget how to use bows and crossbows and machetes.

My mind is full of thoughts about making coffee and milk tea. Is this acceptable?

Besides…

Capone narrowed his eyes.

If it is true as the orphan of a Texas family said, then this is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If Gambino came, given his temper, he would definitely agree without saying a word.

After thinking for a while, Capone took out the communicator.

"Find out if the Rat King of Longmen, Mayor Wei Yanwu, and the boss of Penguin Logistics are all missing."

After giving the order, Capone put the communicator back into his pocket and took a deep breath.

damn it…

After quickly walking out of Capone's Syracuse Restaurant, Big Texas took off his mask.

He rode the motorcycle he rented from somewhere else back to the rental shop and exchanged it for the werewolf's big bike. While riding, Texas turned on the communicator.

Texas found the music he often listened to, plugged in his headphones, and drove all the way to Penguin Logistics.

At this time, Lin Yuxia was organizing a meeting for all the personnel.

"Regarding the workers' party, I hope everyone can treat it as their own business and implement the three choices: intention, effort and ability. Strictly abide by the four rules, that is, no corruption, no concealment and no greed.

Let the workers truly understand the spirit of our factory, love the factory as they love their home, and construction depends on everyone's spirit.

Next, I will…”

Sitting in the main seat, Lin Yuxia was reading a report.

Just then, the communicator rang.

The little mouse continued to recite while glancing at the same time.

She has two communicator numbers, one for internal use, known only to a few people.

This time, it was his own personal communicator that rang, which made the little mouse a little confused.

"That's fine. I hope everyone understands the spirit and goes back to organize well. That's it. Adjourn the meeting."

Taking the communicator, Lin Yuxia quickly stood up and walked out of the meeting room in two or three steps.

The key members of the factory, including Xuezhi, were drowsy and were about to applaud and congratulate Secretary Lin when they heard him adjourn the meeting. However, they saw the little mouse walking away with its little butt twisted.

The key members in the room raised their hands and looked at each other.

What else can I do? I've already raised it up, so I might as well blow it up. Otherwise it won't look good.

"Crackling."

The room was immediately filled with applause without any target for congratulations.

Lin Yuxia walked into the corridor and answered the communicator, frowning and speaking.

"Hey?"

"Miss, I'm Ah Fu."

The voice on the other end of the communicator sounded extremely old.

"Oh, Uncle Fu."

Immediately, the little mouse nodded.

"Have you conveyed all my instructions?"

The old voice on the other end of the communicator sounded old but full of energy.

"I have given the order, Miss. Everyone must gather at the ancestral hall at four o'clock tonight."

Lin Yuxia looked at her fingers and smiled.

"Okay, thank you so much, Uncle Fu. I'll be back soon."

The old man named Fu Bo smiled.

"I dare not accept a thank you from the young lady."

Lin Yuxia hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and looked at the time.

Well, about two and a half hours left.

Looking at the Longmen Guard Bureau building in the distance, Lin Yuxia returned to the office and put on her coat.

"It's time for the next step."

The little mouse looked proud.

Fenchanglong, I'm here to intercept your peace!

At this time, the powder intestine dragon in the little mouse's mouth came back from a meeting at the Guard Bureau with a headache and came to Wei Yanwu's office.

Sir Chen really didn’t know that holding meetings could be such a painful thing.

The municipal, sanitation, cultural and educational departments and so on took turns to give reports, and I had to sort out the useful ones from their nonsense and write them down.

It's so annoying.

Leaning back in his chair, Chen Huijie took a deep breath.

But no matter what, at least the first level is solved.

And what we have to deal with next is...

Looking at the second thing to do in her notebook, Da Longnu's head suddenly hurt again.

Discuss cooperation with Rhode Island.

How should this be negotiated? She has never learned this.