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Enter the office building and come to the mayor's office.

As soon as he opened the door, Russell saw an absurd scene.

"Mr. Mayor, this is the office. Your behavior has violated the law and stepped on the edge of morality."

The moment Russell pushed the door, the mayor trembled in fright, hurriedly pushed away Ji Ji, Gina, and hurriedly adjusted his belt and collar.

Gina, on the other hand, was very calm, standing aside in a leather skirt and fishnet stockings, flirting with her long wine red hair, blinking her black and green eyelids with smoky makeup.

"Oh, Mr. Mayor, it seems that you have something to do, so I won't bother you."

"The fee will be paid next time."

Gina left on catwalks and waved at the door: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Corleone."

Russell closed the door, pointed at Salvaltore and shook his head, "You, you..."

"Mr. Corleone, I... I have something to hide, please give me a chance, don't expose it..."

Russell didn't choose to take a seat, but leaned against the window, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Gina called him Mr. Corleone just now. You must know that there are not many people in the whole town who know Russell's surname. Gina is one of them, and there must be some reason.

Yes, Gina also turned to Russell to gather some information for him.

After all, Jiyuan, where Gina is located, is the place with the largest flow of people. There are people from all walks of life, and there are a lot of news that can be inquired about.

"Don't worry, Mr. Salvaltore, I didn't come to you today for this matter."

"That is…?"

Chapter 25 Don't be greedy, or your head will bloom

In the room, the mayor was diligently wiping the sofa with a towel and mopping the floor.

He took out two cigars from the drawer and placed them in front of Russell.

"Mr. Corleone, please sit down. It has been wiped clean..."

Russell sat down, lit a cigar, exhaled the smoke and looked at Salvaltore.

"The killers of the dentist couple and Ottoby have been found."

The mayor froze, stiffened his body and slowly bent down, "You...found the murderer."

"Yes, I have killed all these bandits who act recklessly in Sicily. I think you should know the leader of this bandit."

"I... I don't know, Mr. Corleone, I have nothing to do with bandits, I can kneel down and assure you."

Russell raised his leg against his knee that was about to fall, and said with a frown, "I didn't say that you were in collusion with the bandits. I found you, but I just told you that we can give the town residents an explanation."

Hearing this, Salvaltore breathed a sigh of relief. If Russell wanted to give him a hat, it would be very simple. After all, Russell has too many things in his hands.

"Mr. Corleone, who is the leader of these bandits?"

"Salvado Guiliano, a red-headed criminal with a bounty of 20 lire."

Salvaltore was startled, staring and taking a deep breath.

"My God, Guiliano, it was him! You killed Guiliano. I admire you so much, Mr. Corleone."

Russell waved his hand, "Don't rush to compliment, and your performance is too strong, and you didn't care. I don't want to talk nonsense with you, now you have to obey my arrangement, you know?"

The mayor put away his smile, stood there solemnly, and nodded: "Yes, I will absolutely cooperate and obey you."

With the mayor's statement, the next thing for Russell to do is much simpler.

"You go to contact Rand in the Italian camp and ask him to take the troops to the canyon eleven kilometers from the town, and I will wait for him there."

"Ok."

Salvaltore left the office building and went to the barracks to find Rand. Rand was the person in charge of the Italian army stationed in the town, and his uncle was also a member of the Sicilian region.

When Russell opened the cigarette factory before, he had dealt with Rand, and paid [-]% of the tax for this, in exchange for Sicily brand cigarettes being legally sold in Sicily.

Before leaving last night, Russell didn't know Guiliano's status as a wanted criminal, so he regarded him as an ordinary bandit and planned to report him to the patrol station.

However, after knowing Guiliano's identity, Russell changed his mind.He can't enjoy such huge credit alone. A red-headed wanted criminal has a great influence in Sicily. With Russell's background, he must find a fulcrum.

So he wants to share some of the cake, so that the nephew of the Sicilian District Councilor can taste the sweetness of the cake.

As long as he tastes the sweet taste once, Russell can guarantee that he will never forget it in his life!

Russell parked the car at the patrol station and directed two soldiers to come and carry the body in the trunk to the mortuary.

These two soldiers were the two that Russell asked them to send the documents before.

"Godfather, the body is wrapped in a white cloth, what else do you want?"

Russell looked at them and said, "The corpse is very important, I need you to guard here, no one can get close."

"Okay, we'll stay inseparable."

Russell patted the shoulders of the two to express their encouragement.

Then, drive out of the town and head to the canyon ten kilometers away.

After arriving in the canyon, he saw the scene of the bandit suppression.

It was tragic, the corpses of the bandits were lying or lying on the ground, and a few were lying on the roof. They all had guns at hand, and there were not many bullets left in the guns.

Philisto was quite professional in his work. He not only acted like the bandits were fighting back, but also emptied the bullets in the bandits' guns.

At first glance, although there are some loopholes, they are harmless at all.

Not long after, three military vehicles came, followed by a black car.

"Get out of the car! Get out of the car!"

"Hurry up, don't dawdle!"

"gather!"

There were sixty soldiers, all standing in the same place, with guns in their hands on their shoulders, how ridiculous it was.

Russell could assure you that few of these soldiers were genuine Sicilians, and most of them came from the interior of Italy.

Rand combed his hair and walked over in a military uniform with his hands behind his back. Behind Rand, the mayor Salvaltore followed.

Both men and the soldiers saw dead bodies in the courtyard, and Russell leaning against the car door, smoking a menthol cigarette.

Seeing his indifferent expression, although Rand was shocked in his heart, his face was full of smiles.

Salvaltore had already told Rand that Russell killed Guiliano and his followers, so Rand called the most elite troops to come here.

Otherwise, Rand would not have personally gone to the battlefield to exchange fire with the bandits. His life was precious, and he didn't want to die.

"Mr. Corleone, you really surprised me."

Russell glanced at Salvaltore, and said to Rand: "This is nothing like a surprise. For the sake of the common goal, Sicily is just quiet."

"Yes, this is our goal. To this end, I sent the most elite troops to fight with the bandits, and killed the red-headed criminals, and wiped out the bandits. None of my men died, and it was a complete victory! Yes Mister Corleone."

Russell wanted to laugh when he heard this. Rand was not only an excellent commander, but also a greedy animal. He didn't realize that swallowing these bandits was enough for him, but he still wanted Guiliano's life, and he was not afraid of dying.

"The wanted man Guiliano has been shot dead by my own hands. I think Major Rand saw it with his own eyes."

Rand frowned and looked at the soldiers behind him, and Salvaltore walked aside sensiblely, smoking a cigarette while kicking the stones on the ground, having a great time.

"No no, I should have killed Guiliano with my own hands. I should enjoy a bounty of 20 lire. The rest of the bandits were killed by soldiers like me."

Russell grew impatient.

Damn, I'm sharing the cake with you, not for you to occupy it all.

You must know that the person who made the cake is Russell, and the owner of the cake is also Russell. If he didn't speak, who would dare to snatch it?

This was also the reason why Russell placed Guiliano in the Patrol Station ahead of time, and he had to keep this credit.

But he didn't expect Rand to be so greedy.

Russell stepped forward, took the pistol from his armpit, grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and put the muzzle of the gun against Rand's chin.

Russell said with a blank face: "If you want to die, I can help you. Don't be too greedy, Rand! This is my thing, I can give it to you, but you can't take it away! Otherwise, you and your uncle and your family My head is about to explode, understand? Stupid!"

Rand froze in place, he didn't think about it, it was Salvaltore who told him that Russell would give him the credit for killing the bandits, why did he change his mind?

Chapter 26 Blood-Stained Sicily, He Is a Bandit Insider

Rand is not a fool, otherwise, even with the support of his uncle, he would not have become a colonel in the Italian army at a young age, and was sent to Sicily to lead the army and stationed in a military area alone.

Besides, this is a time of turmoil, and if his uncle wants to keep his position as a member of the council, he must have sufficient financial support.

How much effort did they spend trying to find funds before?

Rand finally found a cigarette factory in his jurisdiction, contacted Russell, and got [-]% of the cigarette factory's profits.

Don't underestimate the [-]%, it can bring Rand an income of [-] lire a week. Except for some collaborators, the rest of the money is given to his uncle.

Without Russell's support, Rand's loss would only be greater!

He was really short of money, so when Salvaltore found out, he made up a lie.

"Don't get excited, buddy. We are partners, what can't we talk about? If you are like this, then my soldiers are not vegetarians."

The soldiers had been paying attention to the officer, and in an instant they formed two rows and pointed their guns at Russell.

"If I die, you will die too, do you believe me?"

Rand blinked, raised his hands, turned his head and said, "Put down your guns! Your guns should be aimed at the bandits, not Mr. Corleone."

The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, put down their guns silently, and stood in place respectfully, but kept their eyes on the officer.

Rand turned his head, "I think we should have misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? Tell me about the misunderstanding."

Rand pointed to Salvaltore, and said, "The mayor told me that you killed a group of bandits, and one of the wanted criminals is Guiliano."

Russell nodded.

"The mayor said that you want to give me all the credit for suppressing the bandits. For this reason, I want my uncle to help you arrange a promoted position in Sicily. Of course, it also includes Guiliano and a reward of 20 lire."

Russell turned to look at Salvaltore.

"I said that except for Guiliano, the rest of the bandits would be given to you, not all of them, and I didn't say that your uncle would give me a job. He's lying!"

At this time, the benevolent Mr. Mayor had already kicked the stone behind the wall, he strode over, and then ran towards the mountain forest desperately!

Rand was taken aback when he heard the words. When he looked at Salvaltore, he found that he had already run away. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of his escape, and shouted: "Catch him! No, kill him! Shoot him, kill him!" He is the inner response of the bandits!"

The soldiers obeyed the order and hurriedly raised their guns and ran towards the direction where Salvaltore was escaping.

Immediately, crackling gunshots sounded.

It didn't take long for Salvaltore's body to be brought back.

"Report to the officer, the suspect tried to escape, and the suspect has been shot dead, please instruct."

Rand frowned and said, "He's not a suspect, he's the insider of the bandits, the real criminal! The mayor of a small town, who actually joined forces with the bandits to cause chaos and destroy the peace of the town, is simply discrediting the Italian people!"

"Yes, sir, the criminal has been killed, please instruct!"

Rand gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Hang his body on the front of the car, I want all the residents of the town to see this evil mayor!"

"Yes!"

Russell put away his gun beside him, and from the moment he knew that Salvaltore was lying, he knew the fate of Mr. Mayor.

Even if Rand didn't kill him, Russell wouldn't let him return to the town alive.

He had already given Salvaltore two chances, but he still didn't cherish it. He actually wanted to use the credit for killing the bandits to awaken Rand's utilitarianism.

Attempt to make Rand conflict with Russell, or even get rid of Russell.

Russell guessed that it was very likely that Salvaltore hated him a long time ago...

But Mr. Mayor didn't expect that his lie would be exposed immediately.

Rand is not so easy to deceive, and even underestimated Russell's position in Rand's heart.

"Mr. Corleone, I was deceived by villains. This will be a shame for my life. I hope you don't take it to heart."

Russell heard Rand's words just now, very interesting, typical Italian.