All Heavens Film and Television: Starting from Caring for the Widow of a Comrade-in-arms

"Yes, he lives in Long Beach."

"Olivia, your identity in the United States is a little sensitive, and there are some things that you don't need to do yourself, understand?"

"Understood! I will let him know the rules of Sicily!"

"Go ahead and I'll say hello to New York."

"Ok."

After Olijato hung up the phone, he summoned his subordinates. Most of his subordinates are from Sicily, and they are not young. Some of them are over 50 years old.

He sketched out a plan, then asked if anyone would be willing to execute it.

Immediately, three people stood up.

"My children live very well in Sicily and I don't have any concerns."

"If I live, I hope to return to Sicily, if I die, I hope to be buried in Sicily."

Olijatu nodded: "I agree, and the godfather will agree, these are all as they should be."

a few days later.

A villa in Boracay, Nassau County, not far from New York City.

A car stopped at the door, and three men in trench coats, armed with Thomson submachine guns and grenades got off immediately.

After getting out of the car, they rushed into the courtyard, shot at people when they saw them, and threw five grenades into the villa in a row, and then kicked them away and rushed into the house.

When they came to a bedroom, they saw the gray-haired Tessio. One of them pulled out the ring of the grenade and threw it on the bed where Tessio was lying.

"Dear Sicilian Godfather, Your Excellency Corleone sends you his greetings!"

With a violent explosion, Tessio's life was baptized...

Then the three rushed out of the villa and fled the scene by car.

After knowing Tessio's death, Olijato contacted the ferry at the pier by radio and asked about the situation of the three of them.

Unfortunately, one person was shot in the leg and died in the car, while the remaining two boarded the ship safely to Sicily.

When Russell heard the news, he sighed and said, "Properly arrange for the family of the deceased brother to move to Catania and give the children the best educational environment."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Russell sat in the study and smoked a cigarette, and made a call to Las Vegas.

"Philisto, you send someone to tell Mike that the matter has been dealt with for him, and tell him not to be polite."

"Yes."

When Mike learned that Tessio was killed in the Long Beach Villa, he was very irritable.

But after Russell sent someone to remind him, he calmed down.

Tessio was killed by a grenade, and the FBI would inevitably intervene, and New York's career would definitely suffer.

Sure enough, on the third day after Tessio's death, the FBI launched a joint crime-fighting operation with the New York Police Department and captured a large number of gang members in New York.

Underground casinos and other gray places are all closed and closed, and no one dares to commit crimes against the wind during this period.

After the various families and gangs inquired about the reason, they locked their eyes of hatred on the Corleone family.

Pantanjuli made several phone calls complaining about grievances, and almost pointed at Mike's nose and said: I fucking quit!

After much deliberation, Max took the initiative to call Russell.

"Russell, this is Mike."

"Oh, I know you, Godfather Mike."

Mike listened to his words a little harshly, as if mocking him.

"Don't mock me, I'm here to apologize."

Russell smoked a cigar and said with a smile, "Apologize? Do you need to apologize? Didn't you give up New York and go to Nevada to do tax business?"

Mike took a deep breath, pretended to be calm and said: "I really came to apologize, I didn't expect Tessio to..."

"No, you thought of it. Mike, you ask your heart, you must have thought of it, but you didn't deal with him. Why? You wanted to use Tessio to trouble me. But you didn't expect him to die so badly, Is it right?"

Mike was a little silent, he didn't know how to answer, because that's what he thought.

Over the years, he has been dissatisfied, jealous, envious, and fearful... Russell Corleone's name is his nightmare, and whenever he falls asleep, he can hear the words of his father Vito.

"Don't fight against Russell, he is not only ruthless, but also powerful! He is the godfather of Sicily, the godfather of mafia all over the world..."

Mike does not admit that he is worse than Russell, he thinks he is also capable of making a difference.

But when it comes to actually doing it, it feels extremely difficult.

How should I go this way?

Chapter 177 Mike: Are you teaching me a lesson?no i'm teaching you how to do things

Hearing what Russell said, Mike's heart was quite complicated.

Ever since he got acquainted with Russell, he felt that many things were not going well in his life.

Whenever his father sits alone in the study and thinks, he can always feel his father's melancholy. Vito once told the children that if the family wants to prosper for a hundred years, there must be someone like Russell.

Vito looked at Sonny, Connie, Freddy, and finally fixed his eyes on his face.

He knew that his father had high expectations of him, and he had hoped that he would be a member of the council, but after Sonny's death, the family had no helm, so he had to make a decision.

That's why he chose to take over the family business and walk towards the goal his father expected.

He regards Russell as a strong enemy. He thinks that since Russell can start from scratch and build a huge foundation, why can't he?

But he didn't want to follow Russell's development path, and finally took a detour for a few years, and then still developed in the direction of Russell's industry, abandoning his career in New York...

Mike really wanted Tessio to trouble him, which is why he kept Tessio, but he didn't expect Tessio to be decisively wiped out without holding on to a face-to-face in Russell's hands.

He had to call Russell to apologize, because Mike's role here was tantamount to the pump in the well.

"Yes, so I apologize to you."

Mike knew very well that Russell had found out the truth by asking such questions, so he couldn't hide it.

"Mike Corleone, you have disappointed Vito. He handed over the family to you in order to let you lead the family to grow and develop, but you are going further and further away."

Mike frowned slightly, he didn't want to hear such words, let alone hear Russell educate him in such a tone.

"You shouldn't give up New York. How did Vito get started? You throw away the foundation of your family, and it's bound to fall! You can only build a strong foundation if you want to make it strong."

Mike said, "Russell, are you teaching me?"

"No, I'm teaching you how to do things."

"...Okay, I'm listening to you teaching me how to do things, but how to do it is up to me."

Russell smiled and said, "You are very stubborn, is it really that important to clean up?"

"You do not understand!"

Mike let out a low growl. He could feel that there was no support, and those in the family were forced to listen to him, especially the old people in New York. They all thought that the mafia was the mafia and it should be a gray industry.

Russell heard his voice breaking the defense, lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Mike, you don't understand. When you reach my position, you will understand."

"What do you mean?" Mike asked, frowning.

"Pick up the binoculars and look at the night sky. Mike, I forgive you for your recklessness this time, but it won't be so simple next time."

After speaking, he put down the phone.

Mike slowly put the phone on the shelf, took out a telescope from the bookcase, pushed open the door and walked out of the courtyard. First, he looked at the night sky with his naked eyes. There were only a few twinkling stars, but nothing else.

Put the binoculars in front of your eyes and look up at the night sky.

All he could see was darkness, deeper and darker than around his house...

At this time, Mike still didn't understand Russell's meaning, but thought he was a psychopath. It is better to use a microscope to look at the sun than to look at the night sky at night.

In fact, Russell wanted to warn him that the higher you climb, the more you will find that there is no scenery above, only the darkness where no light spots can be seen!

After Russell hung up the phone, it was a smiling face who came to the table to have breakfast.

He didn't pay attention to the content of the phone call just now. Mike's stubbornness determined that he had only one fate.

Two months later, Russell learned of Mike's determination. He still did not give up his whitewashing, successfully caught the handle of Congressman Gray, and obtained a casino business license.

Immediately, Mike opened a large casino in Las Vegas, only two kilometers away from Caesars Palace.

Within two weeks, Philisto's staff clashed with Mike's manager.

Although the two sides did not fire their guns, they crashed into three vehicles and killed three people...

The police characterized the case as a traffic accident rather than a law and order issue, which ensured that the crime rate in Las Vegas did not rise.

Philisto thought that there was no need to report this trivial matter to the godfather, so he ordered someone to kill Mike's manager.

When Mike learned that his manager had been killed, he slapped the table and was furious.

He is very sensitive and thinks that this is Russell deliberately finding fault!

Little did he know that Russell didn't know about this matter, and Russell didn't take Mike too seriously. If he didn't have a good relationship with Vito, he wouldn't bother to talk to Mike.

"What happened?"

Lanpo said: "Manager Nock and the other party fell in love with a third-rate star from Hollywood at the same time. That star arranged them in a hotel so that no one would be offended. Maybe it was a coincidence that the two met, and the woman couldn't help it. Explain, and then fight with jealousy..."

"Who moved first?"

"The people at the scene said it was Nock, and the other person's nose was broken. Then there was a car collision on the street, and Nock offered it...he drank a lot of alcohol."

Mike rubbed his face speechlessly, and said, "Is the other party dead?"

"died……"

"Where's the star?"

"Going back to Hollywood."

Mike frowned and looked at Lan Po, feeling a little anxious inside.

Muttered: "How can she go back to Hollywood... how dare she?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Po bowed and whispered, "Godfather, do you want her..."

Mike looked up and said indifferently: "She is a woman."

"Women are enemies too."

Mike remained silent, and said after a while: "I want to contact Philisto and ask him to talk."

Lan Po nodded and walked out of the study.

He dialed a number, and the person who answered the phone was a servant from Philisto's family. After a while, he connected.

"I'm Philisto."

"Mike Corleone."

"What's the matter?" Philisto said in a bad tone, how could he be happy when his subordinate died.

"About the death of my manager Nock..."

"Oh, is he dead? Very well, thank you for the good news."

Mike held back his anger and said, "You killed it!"

"Slander! Please show evidence. America is not a paradise for evil, let alone a paradise for slandering others casually. This is a country ruled by law!"

Hearing this, Mike became angry instead. He smiled and said, "Your subordinate is dead, and my manager is also dead. As for the cause of their death, they are dreaming of being stars in Hollywood."

Philisto also smiled and said, "She would be better off than dead."

Mike fell silent when he heard the words. He found that Russell and his subordinates had the same style of doing things.

"You have to pay taxes for your business in the United States. Doing so is going on an evil path."

Philisto mocked: "We will not forget that we are from Sicily, forget our roots, just like forgetting our parents who gave birth to us! The godfather once said that as long as the business pays taxes, it is reasonable, legal and formal, understand?"

Mike shook his head, "Does Russell know about this?"

"Why bother the godfather with such a trivial matter? I want to remind you to keep your brother Freddy away from Caesar's Palace, otherwise it will be difficult for me to guarantee his safety!"