America's King of Poetry

Chapter 23 Trouble

Arthur decided to kill the Gandolfer family, who had always regarded the Luciano family as a stumbling block, and Massino and Gigandi, who had betrayed the alliance.In the past few days since returning from Long Island, Arthur has been thinking about what route the Luciano family will take in the future.The question of the route is very important. Once the direction is wrong, the farther you go, the worse your death will be.

Whitewashing must be done, the key lies in how to deal with the black part, should it be completely discarded or reserved?

The so-called gang organizations, to put it bluntly at first, are the poor people who have nowhere to go. They don’t want to eat hard, don’t want to take the normal path of social advancement.With the rapid development of the economy and the improvement of the social system, on the one hand, the areas of crime that gangs can involve in are becoming narrower, and on the other hand, the mass base of gangs is constantly weakening.Gangs in many fields are no longer able to get involved, and there are fewer and fewer poor people in the true sense. The new generation of young people are unwilling to join gang organizations.

Even the gangsters are sending their children to college one after another, hoping that they will live a normal life instead of inheriting their father's career and continuing to be a gangster.

But Arthur believes that the black part, especially the violent part, cannot be given up anyway.Any society is a hierarchical society, even in the so-called free and civilized modern America, the hierarchy is still strict and clear.Everyone is equal in law, but people's skin color, income, education, residence, consumption, conversation, and clothing all divide them into different grades. Everyone is labeled and thrown into different classes.

In the final analysis, there are only two ways for a person to face up to someone higher than himself. First, climb up, abide by the prevailing rules, and through talent, hard work, marriage, and luck, cross over to a higher level, sit on an equal footing with the other person, and become "one of his own";

Everyone is equal before violence.

No one's life can't be solved by one bullet. If there is one, another one will come.

The former method is whitewashing, which is what many gangs have been doing; the latter method is the black part, which is the ultimate means for gangs, or any organization, or even natural persons, to resist injustice and hierarchy.

A great man in the East once said, "Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun." In fact, not only political power grows out of the barrel of a gun, but also equality.Arthur can foresee that in the process of climbing all the way in the future, he will definitely encounter many inequalities.In the face of this inequality, the means of violence in our hands are the best weapons to break inequality.Everyone in the United States can own a gun, but not everyone has the ability to shoot one.

Arthur finally decided that the black part should be both strong and controlled.

New York is his base, and if he wants to grow stronger, he must kill the obstructive Gandolfer family, as well as the rebellious Masino or Gigandi, so that he has room to flex his muscles.At the same time, the process of eliminating the Gandolfiel family is also a process of exercising the organizational and combat effectiveness of the Luciano family.After the boss was replaced, the Luciano family was weak, but at this time, the opponents were more likely to be taken lightly, the family was more likely to unite, and Arthur was more familiar with and controlled the entire family.

On the way to the Cross, Arthur and Abramo had a general discussion about launching a war against the Gandolfer family. He reminded Abramo, "Don't worry, this is not a simple blow to the opponent. Killing their leader will be the end, but to really annihilate them, from the root. Not only physically, but also completely destroy them organizationally and economically. Only in this way, they will not revive."

What Arthur wanted was not a few successful assassinations. For a gang, the death of the boss would indeed lead to chaos.But the boss is gone, and another one is chosen. As long as the organization is still there, and the source of income for maintaining the organization is still there, the family will exist.They only decline, not wither when the boss dies.Only by cutting off their sources of income and destroying their organizational structure can they be completely eliminated.

This requires a long time of preparation and arrangement. What Arthur is going to do is something neither the FBI nor the New York State Police can do, destroying a family.

"Then Masino and Gigandi, who is the inner ghost, and who is cooperating with the Gandolfield family?"

The two arrived at St. Peter's Basilica, the end point of the procession, and they were about to say goodbye. Abramo asked Arthur one last question.He wanted to determine who was secretly communicating the song with the Gandolfer family, so that they could be prepared for the Gandolfer family and Vera to be buried with them.

Arthur shook his head, and said, "It doesn't matter. Since it's either Massino or Giganty, it's never wrong to kill them all. Prepare carefully, do a good job in intelligence work, and don't worry. We need to understand each other thoroughly, even more than your family members. Do you understand?"

Abramo nodded slightly, the two did not say goodbye, they blended into the crowd tacitly, and separated.

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After the Via Crucifixion, Arthur hailed a taxi and headed back to St. James' Cathedral the same way to pick up his motorcycle.After getting off the car, he walked to the parking lot and was about to ride away, but he saw an old priest in a black robe standing not far from him.He looked very old, his face wrinkled like old dry bark.Huge bags under his eyes drooped, as did his sagging shoulders and neck, and he stared at Arthur blankly, like a piece of dead wood.

Towards noon, the sun shone down from overhead, and the shadow of the church became very short.The shadow of the cross at the top is cast on the ground, and the old priest just stands at the intersection of the cross, as if standing on a mark.Arthur glanced at him, thinking of the feeling of shaking and collapsing when he closed his eyes and prayed in the church just now.Arthur had long been accustomed to his abnormality, so he looked back and stepped onto the motorcycle.

When he looked up again, the old priest had disappeared.

The height of the sun is still rising slowly, the shadow cast by the church is getting smaller and smaller, and the shadow of the cross is getting shorter and shorter.

Arthur started his motorcycle, left St. James's Cathedral, and drove towards a fast food restaurant called Roll-Stone in Queens.

Like other areas in New York, Queens is also divided between rich and poor. There are high-end rich communities, clean and tidy middle-class communities, and decaying slums. Roll-Stone fast food restaurant is located in the west side of Queens, near Queens Bridge, not far from the Hudson River, across the river is Manhattan.But this is one of the poorest and dirtiest parts of New York.

This is the case in New York. The closer the area to Manhattan, the poorer it is. The high-quality neighborhoods are far away from the city center.Of course, Manhattan is the exception, which is not only the center of New York, but also the center of the United States, and even the center of the world in the eyes of some people.

Arthur saw the red signboard of Roll-stone from a distance, and he and Artest made an appointment on the phone to meet here at 11:[-] noon.Arthur slowed down, parked the car on the side of the road near the fast food restaurant, and opened his helmet mask to observe.It's not that he doesn't trust Artest, but he is always very cautious now.

Soon, he saw the tall figure of Artest, standing under the electric pole in front of the restaurant, and next to him was a black guy in a jacket with dreadlocks, who should be Artest's friend.The two paced up and down under the telephone pole, visibly agitated.

Arthur made sure there was nothing unusual, got out of the car and walked towards the two of them.

Artest saw Arthur from a distance, patted his friend beside him, and the two came forward as if seeing a savior.

Arthur greeted Artest, Artest pointed to the friend beside him, and introduced: "This is Tru, my friend, he...he has encountered some troubles and may need your help. Shall we go to the store to talk?"

Artest is very sophisticated. He is only 15 years old this year, and his height has exceeded 1.9 meters, half a head taller than Arthur.Arthur approached Artest, smelled alcohol from him, frowned and said, "Have you been drinking?" Artest spread his hands and said, "Oh, yes, I drank a little, today is a rest day."

Arthur didn't ask any further questions, and entered the restaurant with the two of them. As soon as the door was opened and the bell rang, the eyes of the entire restaurant were gathered. The people sitting inside were all black people.Arthur's Italian mixed-race face was very eye-catching inside, and he immediately led Artest and Trudeau back out, saying: "We're not talking here, go to the bridge."

So, the three of them walked to the Queen's Bridge. On the deserted river beach under the bridge, Arthur asked the two to explain what was wrong with him and what trouble they encountered.Under the Queens Bridge, you can see Roosevelt Island across the Hudson River, and an aerial cable car on the island slides past the eyes of the three of them across the river.

After the cable car passed by, Tru took out a large paper bag from the inner pocket of his jacket, handed it to Arthur, and said, "I picked it up the day before yesterday, near a gas station. I passed by there and saw someone throwing a bag of things into the nearby grass, so I picked it up, and then..."

Arthur took the paper bag and opened it. Inside were small plastic bags containing white powder.

Arthur knew that what was in this bag was trouble.

(End of this chapter)