Victor was the first to rush into the tavern.

Leo followed.

When these two people rushed in, the guy inside was frightened on the spot.

Victor held two grenades in both hands, Leo held two submachine guns in his hand, and he had all kinds of weapons hanging like medals!

Victor is anxious! He is so anxious! Anyone can get into trouble, but he can't get into trouble with Gregory Parker!

This is a great star that has only been produced in a thousand years!

If you hang it in your hands, you will be struck by lightning.

However, the scene inside was very open and the two of them were stunned.

But I saw people in the room drinking tea, eating and playing mahjong stand up.

Basically, they are old men and women, mostly Chinese, and there are many foreigners. In a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, two weapons-wearing two men came in. The degree of surprise can be imagined!

Just when Victor didn't know how to deal with it, Leo said, "What are you watching?! Have you never watched a movie??"

"Oh oh oh oh!" The people inside were eating, eating, drinking tea, and those who played mahjong continued to play mahjong.

Victor touched the cold sweat on his forehead and gave Leo a thumbs up.

"Mr. Fellow?" A young man walked out from inside, wearing a hooked nose in a suit and tie. He looked at Victor and Leo like this and smiled.

"Not bad! Let us out, or you will kill you!" Leo shouted.

"People? Are you talking about fat man Anthony?" the little man smiled.

"There is another young man! I just came in!" Leo shouted.

This brainless bastard.

"I didn't see any young people." The little man was also quite strange.

"Bitches! You guys have all shot just now! I can hear it clearly!" Leo pressed his pistol against the other party's head.

The little man was speechless: "It would be considered if he had opened a bottle of champagne at the door just now."

...

The two followed the little one into a room behind.

The room is large and exquisitely decorated, and it is considered a high-end private room.

There were more than a dozen people sitting inside, Anthony sat intact on the chair, surrounded by a group of men in black, opposite him, an old man in his fifties, wearing a plaid suit and a bright red rose in his pocket on his chest, very gentlemanly.

Is the atmosphere very harmonious?

Victor glared at Reo, and Reo shrugged, meaning: I don't know what's going on.

"When did such a reckless guy come out of the Ferro family?" The old man looked at Victor and laughed, but then nodded: "But, it's the blood of us Sicilians. Let's sit down."

Victor threw the grenade to Leo and sat down. Leo stood behind Victor and stared fiercely at the person in the room, poking there, like a telephone pole.

"Anthony, what's going on?" Victor asked.

Anthony pointed at the old man with a dead face and said, "Victor, let me introduce you to him. This is the brother of Chris Bernano, the current godfather of the Bernano family, and the head of the Bernano family in Los Angeles."

Victor nodded politely. Although Anthony's solemn tone made him feel that the other party was a number one, Victor didn't know about this.

However, Leo's words later made Victor feel that this old man was probably not a mortal.

Leo said: "It turned out to be Mr. Bernano, who had been longing for a long time. If I hadn't held so many guns and couldn't make a move, I would have asked for one of your signatures."

"Talk the matter." Victor wanted to end this fucking matter quickly.

Chris Bernano is very graceful and smiled: "Victor, the Bernano family is the oldest family in the American Mafia. Of course, compared with your Ferro family, it is not worth mentioning. Your grandfather, Mr. Vito Ferro, may God bless him to rest in peace. My idol and the idol of the American Mafia. He is a legend of history."

"The Ferro family has long been legendary, but it had declined and disappeared more than 20 years ago. In our industry, it is normal to wash away the sand with great waves. Only legends and empty things remain. No matter how brilliant a person is, in the end, it is just a name. Do you agree with this?"

Staring at Bernano's face, Victor didn't listen to these nonsense. He thought again that the old man's emphasis on dressing up, and maybe he could shoot "The Godfather" with a camera.

Seeing that Victor did not follow up, Bernano continued: "I also heard about what happened in New York. Overnight, the Ferro family became history. This matter sounds sad, but I advise you to accept it honestly. As far as I have heard, your two brothers were killed, your sister and your brother-in-law were shot in the bathroom, and four nephews were driven into a car and then someone stuffed two grenades in. As for the other important members, the only fat guy next to you is left."

"Those killers!" Anthony burst into tears.

Victor's hands tightly held them.

Although those people have nothing to do with him mentally, no one can stand this kind of thing.

Bernano was still very calm: "The Ferro family is gone. In fact, two days ago, I received a call from New York, asking me to get rid of the roots. The Mafia is a whole. Although they are intrigued by each other, everyone is willing to do things that can lead to injury. I didn't do it. The reason is very simple. First, I don't want to see that the Ferro family has no blood. That's not the tradition of our Sicilians. Second, your Ferro family still has some industries in Los Angeles. According to our industry rules, industries can be taken away, but as long as the other party is not dead, he has the right to get it back."

"Victor, I'm old and don't want to fight and kill, so it's very simple to find you this time. You need to sign this document. You just need to sign it, and I promise that you will be safe from now on. Of course, your industry in Los Angeles belongs to our Bernano family." Bernano pointed to the documents placed on the table.

Victor understood the words.

This is a typical example of taking advantage of the situation, despite all kinds of excuses.

But if you think about it carefully, as a mafia, Bernano has done his best. He can kill himself and then easily take over these industries, without such trouble.

Anthony stared at Bernano: "Chris, you don't need to kill them like this! This is the last property of the Ferro family, for the sake of Mr. Ferro..."

"Stop talking." Victor gritted his teeth and took over the agreement.

The agreement is very simple. The above list is listed, followed by the legal terms, and it is done by signing it.

Victor looked at the list above, his head was as big as a bucket. He could not have imagined that the Ferro family was so rich, even though the family had declined.

Half of the entire West Side of Los Angeles belongs to the Ferro family. There are five hotels, 8 casinos, 5 cinemas, and more than 20 industries including factories, with a total value of at least one or two million US dollars.

What a great fortune! It's all money!

"Mr. Bernano, I can sign this document..." Victor smiled.

Anthony: "Victor, you can't sign!"

Victor shook his head, then looked at Bernano and said, "But I have a condition."

"Say, as long as I can do it." Bernano was very gentlemanly.

"I want these five cinemas, and you can take the others." Victor pointed to the list.

Bernano smiled.

Victor laughed, too.

On this list, the five cinemas are really inconspicuous.

"No." Bernano shook his head and replied a little unexpectedly: "I can't decide this. This is the order of the Bernano family. The order of my brother cannot leave you any property, so as to ensure that you will not turn over and leave your lives. You must understand this."

Leo shouted in the back: "You're so fucking stingy! Are you just five cinemas?... Wait, Los Angeles Cinema!? Los Angeles Cinemas, it turns out to be from the Fellow family!?"

The second guy pushed forward, his eyes wide open: "Mr. Bernano, you are a hero and a legend, but you can't bully people like this! It would be fine if you don't give it to the five cinemas, at least this Los Angeles cinema should give it to us!"

Bernano's eyes became cold, and Victor had already seen the group of people around him start to touch guns into his pockets.

Leo turned a blind eye: "If you don't agree to this matter, everyone will be done together! I'm just a bad life, it doesn't matter. What a fucking and happy thing that can be seen by the king of Los Angeles. Do you think it's, Mr. Bernano?"

Bernano stared at Leo with interest: "Can I ask you a question?"

"explain!"

"Why are you so interested in the Los Angeles Cinema?"

Leo touched his mouth: "In the last row of that cinema, I was unable to get over the first time by an old woman in her thirties, which is really nostalgic!"

Hahahaha.Bernano laughed happily.

"Victor, you brother is very interesting. Let's do this, I'll make the decision. The Los Angeles Cinema gave you, but it doesn't cost much, only 300,000 to 400,000 US dollars. I hope you can get peace and safety in the future." Bernano dismantled the Los Angeles Cinema from that list.

Victor signed calmly, and since then, the Ferro family has truly become history.

Things were "successfully concluded" and champagne was opened in the private room.

Victor and Bernano held the cup and drank it all in one go: "Mr. Bernano, aren't you afraid that I will make a comeback?"

This time, Bernano didn't laugh, and the men around him almost burst into laughter.

Bernano spread his hands and said, "Little Victor, you just told me a good fairy tale."

What the implication is that a young man who only owns a cinema who has no money and only has one penniless, will fight the entire American gangster alone. What a fucking and ignorant thing.

"I am a movie. The biggest feature of the movie is that it can make dreams come true. Goodbye, Mr. Bernano." Victor smiled and took Anthony and others away.

"By the way, we just had a brother breaking in..." Leo shouted.
Chapter completed!