Manhattan Reborn 1978

New Jersey.

The town of Morrison.

Lunch time.

David’s mother, Sierra, and sister, Salonia, carefully prepared a feast for Lilith~

On the table.

Old David and Sera, as David said, entertained Lilith very warmly, allowing her to truly experience the unique warmth of this ordinary small family~

after lunch.

Lilith took the initiative to roll up her sleeves and help Mother Sera and Sister Salonia, clearing the table and doing housework while talking and laughing.

Old David took his sons David and Black Mike out of the house, came to the opposite side of the street, took out a set of keys, and opened the door of the house he purchased some time ago.

David followed his father and walked upstairs and downstairs. He turned back to Black Mike who was following him, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Dad, if you come across a suitable house again, buy it for Black Mike too." One building! How about it?"

"Okay~"

Old David nodded to Black Mike with a smile, walked to the living room on the first floor, sat down on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Come on, let's talk!?"

"Ok!"

David, who had already wanted to do this, walked to a single sofa and sat down. After shaking his head and looking around, he asked his father, old David.

"I took over the Sidrich family's first trust investment, five hundred million!"

"Um.."

"I think... you must know a lot about the Sidrich family, and you must have a lot to say to me, right?"

Old David nodded slightly, looked at his son with a smile on his face calmly, and asked.

"Last time, the three of us were in your apartment preparing to go find old Malkin... Did you already think about today?"

"Well...that's not true~"

David lay half-back on the sofa and said with some regret: "Before we went to old Malkin's house, I felt that I had considered all the possibilities~"

"But I still didn't expect that after Ludi arranged for me a simple etiquette course with Zina, I would meet Giles and Pine..."

"I admit it, there is indeed an element of luck!"

"But it's not just my luck that Giles and I can chat well and have similar personalities!"

"Um.."

Old David glanced at Black Mike, lowered his head slightly in silence, and whispered as if his thoughts were returning to decades ago along the memory.

"Your grandpa, my dad..."

"When their generation came to New York, New York had an influx of nearly [-] Italian immigrants in just a few years~"

"That was around 1900~"

"The real No. 1 Italian gang leader in New York is an immigrant from Sicily, Giuseppe Morello!"

"Giuseppe Morello was born with a deformed hand. When he was in Sicily, he was influenced by gangs in the Colleone area~"

"So, when he formed his own little gang, he despised those who were also Italian but not Sicilian."

"He thinks those people are a bunch of loose sand without any cohesion, no responsibility to the family, and very stupid."

"But in the late period of the so-called Gilded Age, how many lower-class Italian immigrants would be like him?"

"Hehe~"

"Giuseppe Morello knew very well that he had no strength at all. In New York, a place he was unfamiliar with, he relied on a few people and a few knives to recklessly enter the world."

"He could only go to Louisiana in the south to collect cotton and Texas to collect sugar cane. By buying and selling from south to north, he could barely satisfy a group of people who followed him."

"It's been like this for more than five years..."

"Giuseppe Morello led a group of people back to New York, established his own gang, and began to secretly contact and absorb more Sicilians."

"Later, due to the rapid rise of the Italian-Sicilian gang led by Giuseppe Morello in New York, it attracted the attention of Irish and Jewish gangs~"

"At that time, they were the absolute rulers of the streets of New York~!"

"His actions not only attracted the attention of the Irish and Jewish gangs, but also attracted the attention of the police and the media~"

"Because the gang formed by Giuseppe Morello was very ruthless when fighting against the Irish gang~"

"Many Irish gang leaders were killed, quartered, and thrown into trash cans on the streets by Giuseppe Morello and his men almost overnight."

"But his cruel revenge not only failed to deter the Irish gangs, but instead caused the Irish gangs + Jewish gangs + police to join forces to carry out multiple attacks on him."

"The gang founded by Giuseppe Morello only offered symbolic resistance for a few days before running out of New York with their families."

"However, although Giuseppe Morello's gang has temporarily disappeared, the name of his gang has been remembered by everyone."

"The Genovese family!"

"Family?" David frowned and repeated the word, asking Old David.

"They are also the same as Sidric...?"

"No! It's not the same as Sidric."

"It was originally established spontaneously by a group of guys who followed Giuseppe Morello... There was no blood relationship between the members."

"Giuseppe Morello left New York, and they quietly wandered the streets of New York~"

"Giuseppe Morello is back and they spontaneously follow him and launch a crazy revenge against the Irish gangs."

"The so-called Genovese family still exists today~"

"But this name is rarely mentioned now..."

"Oh...you continue~"

After David said the name several times, he remembered it in his heart.

Old David rubbed his fingers, asked Black Mike for a cigarette, lit it, blew out a cloud of smoke, and continued.

"The fathers of Malkin Sidrich Sr., before Prohibition was enacted in the United States, were just a group of peripheral gang members who followed Giuseppe Morello for a living."

"Giuseppe Morello, after being driven out of New York by the major gangs in New York, the Sidrich family also went into hiding~"

"It wasn't until Prohibition that Giuseppe Morello came back..."

"The Sidrich family has imitated his example and formed their own family gang~"

Old David flicked the ashes of his cigarette: "During the more than ten years of prohibition in the United States, Sidric did not realize at first that this would be a huge opportunity."

"At that time, Malkin Sr.'s father was a porter on the Manhattan pier..."

"The gang power of the Sidrich family is limited to a few docks~"

"But when they discovered on the ship that there were barrels of wine among the cargo being carried back and forth... they finally woke up!"

Old David raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "In that era, people in New York... and even in the United States, had extremely limited entertainment options in their free time..."

"There was no radio, no television, no nightclubs or dance halls for ordinary people to buy, let alone movie theaters popping up everywhere."

"So, at least eight out of ten men will go to the bar after get off work to drink a glass of the lowest quality beer or ale~"

"Especially during World War I, the whole of New York seemed to be caught up in... a carnival drowned in alcohol~"

"The new generation of wealthy people like the Vanderbilt family, in order to show off their wealth, hold all-night drinking parties in their mansions on Fifth Avenue every night~"

"And ordinary people, because their work income increased a lot during the war, they simply drank wine like water."

"So, prohibition does not ban alcohol, but people who drink!"

"Just like Prohibition, it is illegal to manufacture, sell or even transport alcoholic beverages."

"It is not illegal to drink alcohol at home, but it is illegal to drink with friends or hold a banquet. The person may be fined up to 1000 meters and imprisoned for half a year."

"Only people over the age of 21 can buy alcohol, and they need to show proof of age, and they can only buy it in limited places."

Old David took a drag on his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stamped it out, and smiled at his son.

"Because of this historical background, Malkin's father, after discussing with his tribe, decided to use his family's advantages to secretly sell alcohol on several docks in New York to make money~"

"Their first pot of gold was made from a man named Hughes from Charlotte, North Carolina."

"Hughes is responsible for purchasing wine from underground wineries in South Carolina and North Carolina, transporting it to the New York port via shipping ships on the Atlantic, and delivering it to Sidrich."

"But after the prohibition was implemented, many wineries were closed down one after another~"

"Xius couldn't buy finished wine, so he came up with another way to collect raw materials that can be used to make wine!"

"Subsequently, Hughes collected a large amount of cheap grapes, barley, etc. in several southern states. After transporting them to New York, he then followed the Hudson River all the way up to the border between the United States and Canada, Ontario. Lake~"

"Over there, the Sidrich family is responsible for contacting friends near Toronto, brewing these raw materials into batches of wine, and then selling it to Buffalo, Cleveland, Toledo and Detroit in the Great Lakes region~"

"Detroit at that time was the period when auto workers had the highest income~"

"Ford Motor Company's large assembly plant in Detroit has nearly [-] workers working in just one factory area~"

"The Sidrich family's second pot of gold is based on barley beer with a cost price of less than 10 cents but a retail price of as high as 1 cent, making a lot of money~"

"In the 30s, Prohibition was announced to have been abolished by the US government, and the New York gang structure, including the Sidrich family, had initially taken shape~"

"And the lucky man who facilitated this division of territory and established the rules of peaceful coexistence between gangs was named Luciano."

"He is a member of the Genovese family!"

"At this point, in New York, which has a certain order and rules, the various gangs composed of Italian immigrants can finally focus their attention on their respective businesses instead of spending time on infighting."

"However, Luciano Luciano's idea of ​​learning how to run gangs from big companies was not adopted by the gangs in New York~"

"Because all the gang members in New York at that time were poor people who had climbed up from the lowest level of society..."

“They are jealous and crave money, luxury, power and respect!”

"They are more eager to realize their American dream than Americans."

"So, after the various gangs in New York divided their territories and entered a relatively peaceful period, almost everyone started... crazy enjoyment~"

"For example: Old Malkin's father once won a large sum of money + a [-]% new car from an underground casino in one night."

"He didn't know how to drive at all, but he drove the car directly home under the influence of alcohol."

"It wasn't until he sobered up the next day that he realized that he had hit someone while driving home last night..."

Old David opened his right hand to his son and said: "In my impression, Old Malkin's father is usually a person who restrains his desires~ But even he is like this, let alone those who feel that they have money in their pockets. Later...the gang members~"

"They are completely addicted to all kinds of extravagant lives of debauchery, calling themselves and their companions good guys and smart people, and showing the smugness of the nouveau riche to the fullest~"

"Love to show off, love to socialize, and love to be in the limelight have become their daily life and main way of leisure~"

"And their behavior, throughout the Great Depression of the 30s, was in great contrast with the poor people who lost their jobs and couldn't even eat."

"Finally~"

"During the outbreak of World War II, many gang wars broke out in New York~"

"Old Malkin's father was seriously injured in the rebellion of peripheral members of the Sidrich family~"

"Um...isn't his father dead?" David interrupted at this time.

Old David shook his head slightly and said, "Not dead~but almost as good as dead!"

"He was shot through the shoulder and one arm was disabled~"

"Oh...then what?"

"Sidric, how did you get through the difficulty?" David asked again.

"Hehe~"

A glimmer of light flashed in Old David's eyes, and he smiled: "They have found a backer for themselves!"

"..??"

"Who?"

"I don't know~"

"Then...what then?"

"Then... the Sidrich family stabilized the situation and entered a long period of low-key development~"

"It wasn't until they sent people to participate in the meeting in Las Vegas and an unexpected conflict occurred that they again attracted the attention of the gangs in New York~"

David took note of his father's words very seriously, frowned and continued to ask.

"The Sidrich family has a casino business in Las Vegas?"

"Have!"

"Then it...is it deeply involved?"

"I don't know~"

Old David patted the crippled leg with his hand and explained: "Sr. Malkin's father was killed on his way back to New York after attending the conference in Las Vegas~"

"My crippled leg was caused by a plot attack by Sidric's rival and enemy when I was following old Malkin~"

"But specifically who their enemies are and what kind of power they have... I don't even know anything~"

"Because before I joined the Sidrich family, after their family experienced civil strife, they began to no longer trust any new members who were not related by blood~"

"...I understand~"

David scratched his chin with his finger, and after thinking for a moment, he asked: "What do you think, the billions of dollars in the Sidrich family trust fund were all earned from Las Vegas? ?"

"Of course not~"

David Sr. raised his left hand, clasped his fingers and explained to his son: "As far as I know, the Sidrich family has always monopolized the dock business and various agricultural product markets and seafood markets in Manhattan, New York."

"Also Malkin Sr.'s son-in-law and Polly's ex-husband is one of the Sidrich family's public agents in the construction industry."

"They also operate countless underground casinos, hardware stores, food stores, small shops, pharmacies, movie theaters, bars, entertainment hotels, large hotels, etc. in midtown and lower Manhattan."

"And, Manhattan's underground weapons trading market, underground pawn shops and stolen goods trading market, underground smuggled goods trading market, etc."

"They also control New York's construction workers' union, the Teamsters' union, the carpenters' union, the electricians' union, the food merchants' union and the longshoremen's union, the shipping union, and so on."

"In addition, they are in cities such as Boston, Buffalo, Philadelphia, Detroit, Milwaukee, Chicago, Indianapolis, and Minneapolis in the northern part of the country~"

“Cities in the south such as San Francisco, Los Angeles, Phoenix, Albuquerque, Juarez, Dallas, New Orleans, Atlanta, Jacksonville, and Miami all have old friends who have cooperated with us for many years~”

"Coupled with their old friends in Toronto, Canada, Naples, Italy, London, England, and Brest, France, they now form the huge and complex relationship network of the Sidrich family~"

"..."

Old David looked at the surprise on his son's face, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Do you feel...stupid now?"

"..Um!"

"Hahaha~"

"Are you afraid?"

"That's not the case~ It's just..."

David scratched his cheek hard a few times, smiled wryly and spread his hands: "As for the entire Sidrich family, I only know the old Malkin family~"

"If they are willing to accept the plan I come up with, I will not only be very happy, but I will not have any distracting thoughts~"

"After all, you once told me that when it comes to gangs... don't get involved!"

Old David's smile froze, and he sighed: "Then you still choose to be with Polly?"

"Um...this...is my fault!"

David said to his father sincerely: "The current situation... it all developed bit by bit due to a combination of circumstances~"

"It's like... I'm riding a motorcycle, with the steering wheel, accelerator and brake in my hands, but I can't control the gear or speed~"

"I can only keep increasing the accelerator and keep moving forward so that I don't fall into danger~"

Old David looked silently into his son's eyes and asked, "You can slow down, you can turn, and you can directly apply the brakes and stop when you feel in danger!"

"I know~"

"Although this feeling of being a little bit involuntary is terrible..."

"But for the time being, the overall direction and speed of the vehicle are still under my control~"

"What if... there really comes a time when I need to turn, slow down, and apply the brakes~"

“I’ll be the first to turn and slow down!”

"If they fail...hehe~"

"I can just jump out of the car and stop playing with them!"

David had a weird smile on his face and spread his hands to his father: "As long as all our families are together, the world is so big, where can we go?"

"What do you...say?"

Old David pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then said calmly: "Okay!"

"Your mother, sisters and I..."

"And I!"

Black Mike, who had always regarded himself as a "transparent person", suddenly raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"You won't...leave me behind, will you?"

"Hahaha~"

"of course not!"

"We are family!"

"Oh...that's good~"

"Hahahaha~"

----

sunset.

new York.

Manhattan, in front of Wildfire Bar on 42nd Street.

The big man Zach changed into casual clothes and walked into the bar door with several "gifts" in his hand.

"Hey~Zach! Come over here and let us take a look..."

"Wow~ Why have you lost weight? Don't they give you food?"

"Hahahaha~"

"Yes! What did they do?"

"Next time Lawrence and Cohen come over, I'll teach you a lesson..."

"Hahaha~"

The big man Zack listened to the teasing of everyone in the bar, put down the "gift" with his big white teeth, and said with a silly smile: "Hehehe~"

His brother, the little Zach, walked up to him with a smile, squeezed his arm with his hand, and scolded: "Why are you giggling again?"

"No~"

"I just...feel good to be home!"

"Hahaha~"

The little Zach laughed and pulled his brother, sat at the bar, and shouted to the bartender Erica: "My brother is back, and I'll treat everyone in the bar to a drink!"

"Drink!"

Erica put her hands on her hips, glanced sideways at the cheerful old Red, and teased: "Are you going to buy everyone a drink?"

"That's right!"

"Hehe~"

"We happen to still have some gangster whiskey in the warehouse..."

"Uh... cough cough cough~"

"Forget it!"

"I'll treat...everyone to a beer!"

"Beer? Okay!"

"Hahahaha~"

The little man felt his face was a little hot. Amidst everyone's joking, he snatched the handbag from his younger brother, opened it, took a look, and asked with a frown.

"What's in here...?"

"A gift!" The big man Zach replied seriously.

"Uh...what the hell..."

Just when the little Zach was about to curse, the wine glass in his hand was snatched away from the sweet-dimple Martha who was passing by. .

"Hahaha~ You still want to keep our gifts privately!?"

"Hey~hey~you guys..."

The little Zach jumped off the bar stool and seemed to want to explain. .

Sweet Dimple Martha opened the bag and poured everything on the bar~

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom~"

"Uh...hiss~"

Everyone couldn't help but take a long breath after seeing the gifts brought back by the big man Zach~

Menge, the steel-toothed dog, grinned strangely, picked up a flash bomb from the bar, and asked the big man Zach.

"What the hell...are you giving us grenades as gifts?"

"Yup!"

The big man Zach nodded seriously, pointed at the pile of gifts carefully selected from the weapons arsenal of the DA Security Company's training base, and explained.

"That's not a grenade, it's a flash bomb!"

"The power of it..."

"fxxx!"

Erica, who was standing at the bar, snatched the bag from the sweet-dimple Martha's hand and quickly put away these "gifts" while cursing.

Old Red, who was also standing at the bar and saw this scene, twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, pointed at the big man Zach and shouted.

"Get this bastard out of here!"

"From now on, if he comes in with anything... Menge, you must check it first!"

"...Hahahaha~"

Menge, the steel-toothed dog, laughed, put the flash bomb in his pocket, nodded and said, "No problem~!"

"Hey! Bastard~ I like the gift you gave me very much!"

"I'll buy you a drink later!"

"...Okay!" The big man Zach happily extended his right hand to Erica. .

"Bring me a beer!"

"What the hell! Get out!!"

"Hahahaha~"

. . .

After a few people had laughed, Madonna and Mirala, the waiters who had just changed clothes in the warehouse behind, walked to the bar together and looked at everyone curiously and asked.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Huh~?"

"Zach? You're back?!"

The big man stood up and saw Madonna, whom he had once confessed his love to, and said with a naive smile: "I'm back, just now!"

"You seem to have lost a lot of weight...and gotten stronger!?"

"Ok!"

"Hahaha~ Miranla, please touch the muscles on his arm..."

"Wow~ Your arms are almost thicker than my thighs, right?"

"Hahahaha~"

Madonna's teasing around the big Zach made everyone laugh again.

at the door.

David and Black Mike, who had just walked in, saw the laughing people and quickened their pace, laughing and asking along with the fun.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hey~ boss!"

"I am back!"

"Oh? Zack?"

"Hey~ you...have lost weight? Are you trying to lose weight?"

"Hahaha~"

When everyone saw that David had asked the same question, they couldn't help laughing again~

. . .

Right next to the bar, amidst the laughter of everyone.

in the corner of the bar.

Auston, the head of the auxiliary police office, glanced at Farr Bocchivino and Chasida sitting opposite, thought for a while, stood up, and walked towards David.

After a few minutes.

David and Auston returned and sat in front of Farr.

"Hi~Fal!"

"Hello, Mr. Coleman!"

"Uh...you guy...?"

"He is suddenly so polite to me, what are you going to do?"

David turned to look at Auston, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He felt something was wrong and asked. .

Auston shrugged with an innocent expression, spread his hands and said: "This friend Falxiang gave him... my friend Chasida, find a suitable job~"

"so.."

"Work?"

David looked at the girl named Chasida with doubts in his eyes, and asked Farr: "You want to help her find a job...?"

"Yes, Mr. Coleman!"

"Hey! Hey~ don't call me that again!"

David looked back and forth on the three people's faces and asked Auston, "This little thing shouldn't bother you, right?"

"Why did you come to me?"

Auston slowly put away the smile on his face, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Only you can help her, we...can't!"

"..??"

David raised his head to him in confusion, waiting for his further explanation.

Auston did not speak, but waved to Farr and Chasida. After the two left and sat at another table not far away, he whispered.

"She was trafficked to New York..."

Auston did not hide Chasida’s identity and experience from David~

After listening with a frown, David took two deep breaths, looked into Auston's eyes and asked.

"You want me to help her?"

"..Um!"

Auston nodded slowly and surely.

David stared at him for a while, then sighed and said, "Okay~"

"I will ask someone to arrange for her to work in a service company or a discount store."

"Um... can you... change the place?"

"Tsk tsk..."

"Hey~ You've already thought about it for me, right?"

"..Haha~Yes!"

"Where do you want her to go?"

Auston touched his nose with his hand, and when David asked with a strange look, he raised a finger and said, "I heard... you already have a housekeeper here, but you still lack a maid..."

"You can't let the housekeeper do all the housework, can you?"

"...hiss~hu~"

David looked embarrassed and pointed at Auston several times. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say~

He turned his head and looked at Farr and Chasida, then lowered his head and thought for a while before shouting to the bar.

"Hey~Zach, come on!"

"..."

After the Zach brothers heard this, they looked at each other. The little Zach quickly jumped up from his stool, walked quickly to David, and asked with a smile.

"Is something wrong?"

"Ok!"

"Do you know Far over there?"

"Uh... we know each other!"

"Take the two of them and go upstairs to find Susan and Acklade."

"If they agree with that name... what is her name?"

"Chasida!"

"Oh..Yes! Chasida!"

"If they agree to keep the girl named Chasida as a maid..."

"Just ask Susan for some money first, help her find an apartment nearby, pay three months' rent, and wait for her..."

"Ok!"

"I... will lead them up now?"

"Well, let's go."

. . .

David and Auston watched the little Zach lead the two of them out of the bar.

David exhaled, raised his eyebrows at Auston, and said, "You owe me once~!"

"Ok!"

"I will not forget!"

Auston sat upright seriously and nodded in response.

"ok~"

"Stop being so polite!?"

"I'm going to ask Erica to open a bottle of Black Island whiskey for us. When Farr comes back, let's have a drink together!"

"..OK!"

Auston watched David get up and walk to the bar, a trace of happiness and relief quickly flashed across his dark face.

For Jesseda. .

Is this the best outcome?

Maybe, right~