soul stone

Ten old men is the collective name for the most powerful gang leaders in the world.Each old man is not divided by their family, but by the type of business and sphere of influence they are responsible for.Even if they are old men from generation to generation, once the power declines and is replaced by others, the original heirs of the family will not be able to obtain the status of their fathers.

Raphael Lynch is a good example.

The Lynch family was originally just a small vassal family, responsible for the black market transactions of some antiques and treasures under the name of old man Tata Kolia.His older brother, Villars father, inherited the family business.After graduating from a top international business school, Raphael gave up his career as a white Taoist elite and joined the Tata Koria family business under the recommendation of his brother.After he worked for a while, his brother told the truth: he wanted Raphael to concentrate on making money, so that he would have a lot of time and money to play with women.

Raphael didn't care about his brother's getting something for nothing, because he was fascinated by the business itself, and although his brother was not a good person, he was always sincere to him.His solid professional foundation and business talent made him stand out, and he soon became Tata Koria's capable man, gradually replacing his elder brother.Soon, a big business he was in charge of went wrong, not to mention the economic loss, and Tata Kolia's eldest son was severely shot and turned into a vegetative state.The old man stripped him of his position.

Under the mediation of his brother, Raphael saved his life, and turned to be responsible for the contact of the Holy Thirteen Abbey, which is exclusive to the gang.At that time, the monastery was insignificant in the entire underworld system, and this position was no different from exile.When he was depressed, he got acquainted with the nun of the monastery and later the dean Mo Ai Li.During the conversation, he realized the possibility of being framed and found convincing evidence.The person who caused him to make a mistake was actually his elder brother whom he had always trusted.

Unfortunately, the gang is not a court, and he has lost the chance to reverse the case, unless he can bypass his brother's control and directly contact the old man.Old man Tata Kolia has a short temper, and the chances of listening to his explanation are slim.His career is over.

On the other hand, he's madly infatuated with Sister Moelle, who is clearly a difficult character to handle.Raphael thought that he could do the same trick that his brother used on him.In his opinion, a nun cannot continue to be a nun with a scandal.Mo Aili, who lost the protection of the church, would naturally fall into his arms.So he carefully planned a tragedy, causing his nephew Villar to kill his father with the dagger he gave him, and grafted the motive of the murder from Oyagi Yukiya to Sister Moelle.

This plan to kill three birds with one stone actually only hit two.The nun is still sitting firmly in her original position, doing the cause she is passionate about, even more enthusiastic than before; the nephew is sent to Meteor Street, leaving the gangster system; It quickly became the mainstay of the family.Internal development, external collusion, and finally in a war with the La Royer family, until the old man Tata Kolia died unexpectedly.At that time, he was escorting Tata Kolia's youngest son and daughter to take refuge in other places. As soon as he received the tip of the old man's death, the handsome young man sitting in the co-pilot turned around and shot the children dead.That boy was Zexis who had just graduated.

After all the heirs of the Tata Koria family died, Raphael established his own family, took over Tata Koria's original business, and became a legitimate old man.

It took all my hard work and hardships to get where I am now.

However, for him, the youngest old man in history, the major families are not convinced.The old faction felt that he was invincible, betrayed his master and acted as an insider, in exchange for the support of the notorious Laroyer family.The gang even gave him a nickname, calling him "traitor" privately, not unlike La Royer's "gambler".

It doesn't matter, these are... all insignificant to him.

As long as the result is satisfactory, the process does not matter.After last year's "Great Cleansing", the seven families who were seriously injured did not dare to say anything.However, among the remaining three families, the old man La Roye became increasingly arrogant and greedy, and continued to encroach on the territory of the remaining families.Even Don Corleone, "The Godfather," was less respectful than before.As now, when Sister Moelle, the patron saint of the godfather, speaks—

"The 'Dandelion' project...is a good name, it reminds me of a farm girl going to the fields. Miss nun, I have a question. Dandelions grow on dandelions and are dandelions when they grow up. How do you make sure those little ghosts are really loyal to All the old men, not your eyeliner, huh?"

Sister Moelle looked at Gambler.Raphael didn't notice anything unusual, but Laroye was stunned as if frightened.He saw the nun look away and sit back in her seat.

"Every child who enters the monastery has undergone unimaginable hard training before he is awarded the honor of graduation. The honor earned by working hard will naturally be cherished. The outstanding performance of the children, the past experience is enough prove."

Kamijou added at the time: "Here is the track record of previous graduates."

"If the data is not enough to convince you, we will not force you. You have always been good at exchanging funds for talents. Compared with Meteor Street, children from the church are more affordable and reliable for you."

"Is it my old eyesight?"

Raphael questioned again.After all, he is an old man, and he will not be convinced just because he is glanced at.

"Since there is Meteor Street, I don't see the value of establishing chapters around the world. Why not just throw those brats on Meteor Street and recycle them?"

"Yes," the nun said with a smile, "Before answering this question, I have a doubt, and I would like to ask you adults to tell me—how many of your most trusted subordinates are from Meteor Street?"

There was silence.

"Among the grassroots members, how many are from Meteor Street?"

No one said anything.An old man coughed almost inaudibly.

"How many, then, of the temporary hires for various activities?"

Having said that, "Gambler" crossed his arms with a clear expression.

"The people in Meteor Street have strong abilities, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage. Whether they can use them, and whether they can exert ten times or a hundred times more effectiveness than ordinary people, depends entirely on whether they obey their master." He laughed loudly, "Money, as long as you have money, Money is their master!"

Qiao Huan noticed that Kamijou's face opposite him began to distort uncontrollably again.She has witnessed the scene on Meteor Street with her own eyes, and she must be making indiscriminate complaints about La Royer's upstart-like splurge.

Even without seeing her face, the nun sensed her restlessness.

"Only after experience has the right to speak. Crow's Eye, you speak."

Kamijou came back to his senses, stared at the nun's still sitting upright, and was very grateful for her understanding.

"People in Meteor Street have no masters. To be precise, money is just a tool for them. Their masters are the rules of survival on Meteor Street—they live by the rules."

"That is to say," Mo Allie concluded, "the standards of the outside world do not apply to Meteor Street."

Laroyer pursed his lips, and half of his mean face evoked an aggressive smile.What the nun said instead aroused his desire to take risks.

Meanwhile, his new bodyguard smells of the same kind.

Legal principles cannot be restrained, power and wealth cannot be tempted...

The next toy is really worth looking forward to.

The clock struck eight. "Godfather" Corleone clapped his hands and clearly informed the audience in a low and slow tone: "My friends: Thank you for your focus. What can be more efficient and satisfying than a fully devoted meeting?" Are you happy? After talking for so long, everyone should take a break. Why don't you have some wine and snacks and relax?"

As he spoke, he gave Raphael a look.Raphael nodded, and immediately a waiter came in to serve wine and tableware.The nun didn't drink, and the cup for her was filled with vanilla tea, which was also prepared by Raphael according to Moelle's preference.

An old man took a sip and praised: "I heard that Chief Raphael has a lot of good wine in his possession. It's really worth seeing once."

"Thank you. It's not the best. How dare I entertain you all." Raphael laughed.

"Pfft—"

Someone spit on the plate what they just drank.Everyone at the table looked at the source of the voice in unison.

. . . it was Don Laroyer.

"Ugh... Bah bah! I'm sorry..." He casually grabbed the napkin and wiped his mouth. "Recently, the doctor said that I drank too much and accidentally broke the precept... Ha ha."

"you--"

Raphael's hands hidden under the table trembled like a sieve, and the corners of his lips twitched constantly.This is simply a great humiliation.

However, the "gambler" turned a blind eye to this.

"You must understand, Chief Ibrimo," he said teasingly to the grim-looking veteran of the arms smuggling business.

"No." The other party replied bluntly, "Soldiers only drink when they are victorious."

"Hmph..." Laroye glanced at the pure gold watch, took off his hat and pressed it to his chest: "It's time to take the medicine...Everyone, let's go first."

After finishing speaking, Laroye put the hat on his head casually and walked away.

The red-haired bodyguard followed and left with a smile on his face. Before leaving, he did not forget to give the apples a "love" look.

"Hmm..." Raphael stared at his back, the skin on his brows and the corners of his mouth wrinkled with anger.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

The waiters gave full play to their professionalism and cleaned up the extra cups and plates in an orderly manner.Don Corleone said in a relaxed tone, "It's a good thing he didn't spit on the floor. It's not easy to borrow someone else's stuff if it's dirty."

The nun took a sip of herbal tea and smiled leisurely:

"It seems that he thinks there is no need to 'borrow' anymore..."

After the "gambler" left, the meeting quickly reached a consensus.The nine old men except La Royer will fully support the "Dandelion" project.

In the car going back, Mo Aili suddenly asked: "Crow's Eye, what do you think of the participants this time?"

Kamijou mulled over his words for a while, and finally came up with one sentence:

"Chief La Roye's new bodyguard, very dangerous."

The nun nodded: "The three of you should also feel his sharp and urgent murderous aura."

"I think... that person joined the gang not for fame and fortune."

"Hmm. His motive is simple - to fight against the strong. Knowing that, there is nothing to worry about. We have strong enemies among our enemies... Do you understand?"

The Crow's Eye opened his eyes wide, and immediately realized.

"……Yes."

Outside the car window, a slender, dark shadow that connects the sky and the earth can be vaguely seen in the distance.During the day, it's a towering mountain topped by a church-run nursing home that doubles as a tourist attraction.

As if lightning flashed across the night sky, Kamijou suddenly realized something.

There was someone they needed.