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Chapter 93 The Mafia

There is also the Gray family, who left Japan to set up the Yamamoto group, changed their name and surname to become the king of the night in Japan, and at the same time, they were covered by a huge consortium, and their Yamamoto group did well in the world.

And Wallon Charles himself left the United States, but because of the wrong decision-making of the godfathers of the past generations, he did not pay too much attention to capital, which led to him becoming a criminal organization, which is absolutely not allowed.

I had such a miserable life, naturally I didn't have the face to mention my surname again! !
The remaining mafia families have been lost in the dust of history.

Now no one is paying attention to Vallon, and the four of them are secretly fighting openly and secretly, vying for the position of the boss of the mafia. You must know that the unification of the mafia is almost equivalent to the strongest underground organization in the world!

Not only that, with the economic strength of the few of them, they can definitely easily destroy the economic system of an ordinary small country. If coupled with the influence of their respective families, it is not difficult to shake the economy of a big country.

After all, it is always easier to destroy than to build. (If you don't know who said it, it's me, Lu Xun.)
Chu Qingchen really couldn't bear it, it turned out that Wa Long's taste, this shit-like clothes, he really couldn't bear it!
So angry!

"Come on!"

Although Walong didn't do well, he still established a huge criminal organization.

There are countless subordinates working for him. Although most of these subordinates are not strong enough, they can still come in handy!
Soon someone walked in. They were a group of people in black suits and black sunglasses, all of them were 1.8 meters tall. After all, they were engaged in criminal organizations, and their brains were of little use to these low-level personnel, but their requirements for force were often enough. It is not low.

"Ah Zhou! You can do something for me, contact our beloved and lovely governor, I have a business to discuss with him!"

At this time, what to say about the temperament of Valon's body, he already has the feeling of a mafia godfather.

This comes from his self-confidence in his own strength. Although he is still not as good as his peak moment when he is under one person, but with system points, he will not be afraid of violent organizations in this world at all.

In addition, the level of technology in this world is far behind that of my previous life. I only need to use system points to use high-tech to make money, quickly accumulate capital, and then launder and walk on the road of whiteness.

Whether it is running for the presidency or expanding one's influence, this is something that must be experienced. There is no way, if this time the start is to unify the mafia, then it can only be decided according to the rules between the mafia.

And the premise is that you must have the qualifications to stand with them, so that you are qualified to speak the rules, right?
Just as a powerful plutocrat would not care about a beggar on the roadside, there are no rules for them.

The same is true of Vallon's significance to those companies, otherwise the famous Italian Thirteen Mafia would not be the only ones left.

Many times, many things are often not so simple, especially in this world there are demons and countless dark forces, and the few of them may also hold their own dark forces in their hands.

But for now, I still need to clear my name first, and I don’t dare to move forward even if I don’t dare to move forward, so let’s talk about development.

In many cases, the name is useless.

But many times, a name trumps everything.

Just as Jackie Chan always put things in the thirteenth district, which is known as the iron wall.

hehe!An iron wall that will be infiltrated every time.

But if you have enough capital, you can take whatever you want there, right?
Ah Zhou froze below, feeling a little confused!

"My God! Is the boss crazy? We are a criminal organization!"

"Aren't you going?"

Walon seemed a little impatient and stood up. The aura of a superior person was released. All Zhou felt was a strong oppression, as if he was standing alone in the cold wind of the North Pole without any clothes. !
For a huge mafia organization, it is not difficult to contact the governor. The governor seems to have a lot of power, but he is just the spokesperson of a large consortium.

For the capitalists, it is just a lackey with shiny fur. If they want to, they can replace it with another person at any time.

Ah Zhou hurriedly ran out, for their mafia, what could be more effective than going directly to their home!
And Valon doesn't care what they do. As long as he has the strength, he doesn't worry about not being able to build a consortium. As long as there is a suitable opportunity for the accumulation of the mafia, it is enough to support a consortium.

And this opportunity is the artificial intelligence in his hand, although the level of artificial intelligence is not very high.

But for a world still using big-headed computers, it's decades ahead of technology.

The graphics card and computer system inside are a powerful asset, and then they can manufacture computers, cars, and smart phones, partly use the economy to suppress several mafias, and then use the dark forces to confront them secretly.

You'd better go change your outfit first!

After all, do as the Romans do!
Walong changed into a standard mafia uniform, and used both hands to make slight adjustments to his appearance. A good appearance will give people a lot of points!
He was dressed in a black lambswool custom-made suit, a black high hat, and crocodile-skin custom-made leather shoes on his feet. He was wearing a favorite watch of the nineteenth-century mafia boss and a bow tie.

The most noticeable thing is the crutch in Valon's hand. The top of the crutch is the head of a dragon. This is actually a stick sword, which is a sharp killing weapon when pulled out.

But that doesn't matter, he is the token of the Mafia, the Walloon, and with it and the blood of the Charles family, he is a branch of the Sicilian Mafia that is rooted and thriving.

Although the Mafia may seem like a group of villains, they, like those families in ancient China, abide by the rules of their ancestors very much. Rules are more important than anything else. Without rules, it will only cause greater chaos.

Valon looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. How many years has it been since he has worn this kind of suit, probably decades!
I almost forgot the memory of my previous life!
At this time, New Mexico Governor George discovered the Mafia's invitation in his suit pocket.

The mafia invitation was extremely exquisite. The gold-plated dragon's head proved which branch of the mafia he belonged to. When he opened it, he was learning a passage in an ancient Italian script.

To the effect.

"Governor, I am Walloon, at seven o'clock in the evening, I will invite you to my place for dinner!"

(End of this chapter)