The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 821
"In this way, I spent a crazy night and managed to make a fake identity of myself known to everyone, but I still don't plan to leave here because I still have too much to learn."

"After meeting the godfather, I am even more curious about this rule and order. I don't know whether this is a product of the times, or the result of special reasons..."

"But yesterday's experience made me understand a truth. Sometimes, you want to figure out how the rules work. You don't have to be a person in the rules. Breaking the glass makes it easier to see the internal structure... ..."

"I have seen the bottom-level ecological structure of the gangsters, how those children survived, and their masks, and now I plan to see the secrets of the top gangsters. For this reason, I thought of a good way... "

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly a voice interrupted Bruce, and Harvey Dent sat across from Bruce, held up his glass and said, "I think there should be less discussion between your two paragraphs, why don't you Add some explanation of the concept?"

"Because I'm not sure..." Bruce paused and said, "I'd like to add some discussions about Marxism, but I'm not sure whether my professor will accept this part. After all, the part about class antagonism has always been Both are more radical, and I think my professor is more conservative."

"Why do you think so?" Harvey leaned on the chair and asked, taking a sip of ice wine. Bruce recalled: "He almost doesn't pay attention to politics at all. All he knows about current affairs comes from newspapers and radios. I never Listening to him talk about the general election, it's like he never voted."

"I felt that if I made some radical opinions, it might bring down my grades."

Harvey nodded and said, "Indeed, most of these people are on the right side, and under the current situation, you'd better not talk about those sensitive views, and be careful that the CIA knocks on your door in the middle of the night."

Bruce showed a strange expression, but he continued, "Let me go on, remember what I told you before, that Jason managed to get the suspicious person's house number?"

Harvey nodded and said, "Of course, you just said 10 minutes ago, that poor little guy, got hurt for this..."

"The next day, Evans Falcone, the son of the old godfather, or rather his alter ego, Alberto Falcone, found us."

"We went to the Falcone Manor, and Alberto told us that in three days' time, at a dinner party, he will officially take over the Falcone family and become the new godfather."

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "The old godfather has finally decided on the Zen position?"

Bruce watched Harvey's expression, and said, "You don't look happy."

"Because I'm not sure whether the new godfather will do better than his father. Under the rule of the old godfather, Gotham is not safe, but it is still stable. If the system collapses in an instant, what will bring There may be even greater chaos to come..."

"Of course I know that too." Bruce touched his chin and said, "So, I talked to Alberto."

"Of course, I didn't write the content of the conversation into this article, because I'm afraid that my professor who is too flexible in thinking will have some too bold views on the next changes in Gotham..."

Bruce skipped this part directly, and then he said: "The point is, Jason told Alberto that house number, and Alberto fulfilled his promise to let Jason show his face in the gang, and the people in that block The boss of the gang felt proud, so when Jason recommended me to join the little gang, he didn't refuse."

"Then what kind of disguise did you use to join the gang?"

"I named it Match Malone."

"Match Malone? That's a weird name." A gang member stared at Bruce and said, but then he shook his head and said, "Since it's the boss's order, then you go to the nightclub next door to stand guard tonight... oh, Wait a minute, you are a novice, let me think about it, forget it, you'd better go to the casino to watch the scene."

"Boy, remember, in the casino, you don't need to know who has money and who has no money, who has power and who has no power, you just need to remember, buy it and leave it, you are not allowed to go back, whoever dares to go back, just load it ,understand?"

This gang member obviously brought many newcomers, and the language was very concise and easy to understand, so Bruce nodded, expressing that he fully understood.

Then, that night, he went to this gangster-covered casino. This casino was not the resplendent casino that Bruce had been to before, but a smoky small casino. Most of the people who gambled here were Members of other gangs.

Bruce worked there for two days without encountering any troubles. Most of the people obeyed the rules, and when they lost money, they just wailed and left dejectedly. Few people dared to provoke trouble.

The life of gangsters is actually very boring. When there are customers, they will stare at them. When there are no customers, they will squat in the corner, smoke a cigarette, and smoke from morning to night, and then from night to morning.

Bruce wants to change jobs, not because he thinks he can't learn anything here, but because he thinks the cost of pretending here is too high. In addition to smoking, he also has to smoke second-hand, third-hand and fourth-hand smoke...

But it's not that simple to be transferred from here. He can't go to the boss of the gangster and say, I feel too boring doing this. If you change my job, he might really fail.

So one day, Bruce lived the way he hated the most. He knocked out a gang member who was guarding the gate of a nightclub, successfully sent him home to recuperate, and created a job for himself.

Working as a security guard in a nightclub is a lot of fun. There is a big gap in the class of people coming and going here. You must have a pair of discerning eyes to know who to be cruel to, who to compliment, who can enter and who cannot.

The reason why Bruce hesitated at the bottom for so long was because he needed to observe, to observe the differences in appearance of the various classes of the Gotham gang, and to prepare for the next plan.

And after a few days of work, the coming and going of people here made Bruce sum up a lot of rules, especially in terms of appearance and grooming.

The bottom gangster was just like him, wearing sunglasses, a jacket, and boots, with a cigarette in his mouth and a gun in his hand, squatting on the street.

Eyes flicked to the left and right, and when there was nothing to do, I pulled out the magazine of the gun and counted the bullets. When someone came, I put the magazine on and made a loud "click".

The more advanced ones are the core members of the small gangsters, but they are dressed in the same way, but they are officially separated from the category of street gangsters, and they seem to be more serious.

The difference between these two types of people is mainly based on their different expressions. The former likes to roll their eyes wildly, and curls their lips when they have nothing to do, showing an expression of "if you dare to find fault, I will make you look good".

And the latter, because they have held some leadership positions, but in fact they always undertake dirty work, often in a hurry, greet people, and walk over before the other party responds, with an unconcealable expression on their faces. Tired look.

The leaders of small gangs also have great characteristics. They will have some scars on their bodies, because they must bleed to reach this level. They also have one or two suits, but they usually don’t wear them. relatively cheap.

Bruce couldn't tell the specific price of the suit, but because he wore expensive suits all the year round, he could tell whether the suit opposite was cheap. If it was, it meant that he should be the leader of a small gang.

So far, it's still easy and difficult, and you can tell it by looking at it, but it's hard to distinguish the gang bosses when you go up.

From the leader of the small gang up to the members of the Twelve Families, the high-level members of the gang are all dressed in the same way. Everywhere they go, they are dressed in dark suits, with well-polished leather shoes, and occasionally wear dark or brown sunglasses , with a cigar in hand.

When I come to a nightclub, I often drive a black classic car, the car is parked in front of the carpet, the head of the bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat will get out of the car first, and instruct the younger brother behind to stand beside the carpet, and the driver gets out of the car last , When getting out of the car, you must open the umbrella first, face the rear of the car, and open the door.

The leather shoes must come out before the people. After standing still on the ground, stamp your right foot on the spot, adjust your tie with your left hand, and walk forward in large strides. When passing by the security guards at the gate, keep your eyes on the door. The last bodyguard at the end of the line, stay and check Invitation, registration status.

From the leader of the big gang in charge of five or six small gangs, to the boss of Shisantiao Street in the East District, the attire, behavior, and demeanor are basically the same, and even the movements are uniform.

Bruce simply wondered if they had been trained uniformly somewhere?Even when they stomped their feet when they got off the car, the rhythm was exactly the same.

After standing guard at the gate for a few days, and getting acquainted with another brother standing guard, Bruce knew that every gang leader in Gotham, from top to bottom, did not imitate the godfather.

It is said that this is the behavior habit of the godfather when he was young, and the godfather will have this behavior habit for no reason, just handsome.

But this made Bruce feel a little confused. You said, if some young genius had a brilliant mind, understood this behavior pattern, and mixed in with the same set of combos, how would he be able to tell the difference?

Bruce asked his colleague about this issue, and the colleague who was missing two front teeth showed a mocking smile and said, "You are really a dumbass, you can't even figure this out."

Bruce said that he was humbly asking for advice, and said a few more good words, and the other person really came out completely bald. He said:
"In Gotham, if you are not the boss of the gangster, where did you get the car and bodyguards? Just like the two of us, if you can get such a good car and such a strong bodyguard, then you are the boss of the gangster?"

"In other words, you have a car, a house and someone, so what if you are allowed to go in? You can't live a good life and become a killer, pull out a gun and kill people, are you crazy?"

Bruce thought about it, and this is indeed the case. You have the capital to pretend to be the boss of the gang, so aren't you the boss of the gang?
Of course, there may also be rich people pretending to be the boss of the gang, but what reason does the rich have to pretend to be the boss of the gang?The rich are already so rich, why do they have to lick their blood and work hard every day?
Wouldn't it be nice to live in a mansion, drive a luxury car, smoke a cigar, and be drunk every day?

Bruce nodded in agreement, feeling very reasonable, and then turned around to get a stretched luxury car that is common in gangsters, and an expensive suit.

(End of this chapter)