C3 Gangster godfather

The welcoming ceremony started at around 6 PM and ended at almost 8 PM. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the weather was still very clear and comfortable, and 8 PM was also the time the whole Hong Kong nightlife began, or rather, when nightlife reached its climax. Because the nightlife of a bustling city was never preheated, it reached its highest point in an instant.

Zonan looked at the laughter in the square and suddenly felt like laughing, because not every gang maintained a good relationship with all the gangs just like the peace. Many gangs had deep enmity between them, which was not caused by this generation, but many times when the leader of a gang was replaced.

For example, the Mafia in Europe and the Mayflower Society in America had a feud that began two centuries ago, and the relationship between the two major gangs in this century had changed a lot, but because of a single chess game, the two gangs, who had been completely suppressed and reconciled in their foundation, were once again locked in a deadlock, far more than they had been in many previous fights, and the one who had played the game was Liu Mubai, who had been standing between the two leaders.

"If you ask me, you two families shouldn't start a war anymore. The foundation for development lies in the fact that the current gangs can no longer be like they were in the past. The only thing that will be lost are your brothers and your own interests." On his left was Lincoln, the leader of the Mafia, and on his right was the oldest of the Mayflower League, Frieson, and the godfather of the new century was exercising his Godfather's duty to persuade the two angry gangs to stop fighting, which of course Liu wanted everyone to see.

Seeing that neither of them said anything, Liu Mubai smiled again and continued to persuade them: "Let's not talk about anything else. Just talk about the people who were captured by the Interpol because of the fire between your two families." "Lincoln, if my men are not mistaken, the little vulture from the Rhine Family was taken away by the Interpol a few days ago. Is there a need to save him? Do you need my help?"

Lin Ken's heart skipped a beat. He nodded with a pained expression and said, "We'll think of something. If it doesn't work out, we'll ask for mister's help."

Liu Mubai patted his shoulder, smiled and said, "It's fine, don't keep quiet if there's a problem, and I like the little vultures." "Don't look like you're in pain. Some of the core members of Frisch were taken away. Is it Andrei?" The last sentence, of course, was to ask Fritz.

"Fritz just nodded with a wry smile." Alright, don't act like this anymore. Listen to my advice and stop fighting. After so much fighting, who will be the one to get the benefits in the end? "Who else but cops, right?" Liu Mubai spoke sincerely and earnestly. However, a trace of disdain and pity could be seen in the depths of his eyes.

The two world-class gang leaders nodded and tacitly agreed with Liu Mubai's proposal to stop the war. In fact, they had already scolded Liu Mubai in their hearts. They both knew that Liu Mubai was the main culprit in this war.

He clearly knew that this was a scheme created by Liu Mubai, and was intended to wear down the foundations of the two families, so that He Shenghe would no longer have any weakness in front of the two families. However, he couldn't do anything about it; his thousand years of superiority and history had sealed the blades of the two leaders, preventing them from using bloody methods like Liu Mubai to quickly suppress the opinions of his subordinates.

In the end, he could only jump in without any hesitation, and happily help others to bury their holes. He fought back and forth, and in the end, he was truly furious, but he could not stop, and in the end, he just let his men do whatever they wanted. Until today, the money and manpower that Lincoln and Friend had lost was enough to create a small underworld gang.

Liu Mubai no longer paid any attention to the two of them. He knew that it was about time. Smart people usually only needed to give a simple hint. Liu Mubai did not intend to use the information just now to show off to the two world-class, veteran gangsters. His goal was only to tell them that the fight this time was enough, I'm very satisfied that you guys can do what I want to do, but the impact of your fight has already reached the limit that I can endure, so I don't want you guys to continue. If you continue, I don't mind burying all of you here.

Liu Mubai believed that Lin Ken and Fritz's estimation of his strength was sufficient to let the two gangsters know that it was a conspiracy. This was enough for them to understand the gap between the two gangs.

Liu Mubai wandered among a few small groups. Some people from the Middle East, Europe, America and Asia that could speak a few words all crowded around him. Those small groups and emerging gang leaders didn't dare to approach him.

Liu Mubai's power and tactics were feared and envied by all the gangsters. If any gangster encountered a person like Liu Mubai during their development period, it would be enough for them to walk the path of a king. Every Party Leader level person brought their most talented young man to surround Liu Mubai. They wanted to take this opportunity to get Liu Mubai's appreciation. Even if it wasn't good, they could still get Liu Mubai to give them some pointers. Not only was Liu Mubai's ability unrivalled, his ability to train disciples was also among the top in the world. His three disciples were all well-known in the underground world.

The eldest disciple, Zou Nan, who was the head of Northwatch Council, dared to confront the government forces in Vietnam. He had taken control of a small town three years ago, and was the mastermind of five small towns in Vietnam, known as the Laughing Scorpion; the second disciple, Liu Ying, who was now the boss of the American Chinaman gang, who had developed alone in the United States ten years ago, had revealed himself to the public five years ago and taken over the nearly four hundred years old Chinese gang. He spent five years to turn the Chinese gang into a gang that could compete with the Mayflower Alliance without suffering defeat.

With the achievements of Liu Mubai and his three disciples, the world naturally understood Liu Mubai's ability to teach disciples. Just a single instruction from him was enough to make many gangs happy for a long time.

The son of the leader of the Mafia in Italy now stood beside Liu Mubai and paid respects to him. Zonan had just completed his mission and found Steven, and while Liu Mubai was happy to recommend him to his teacher, Liu Mubai happily put Steven next to him, promising Lincoln, who had come to see him, to focus on fostering this disciple's good friend.

Just as Liu Mubai and Lincoln were falling into a pleasant conversation, Zonan picked up the phone. It was Wu Zhengde, Liu Mubai's personal bodyguard, other than the three disciples, Liu Mubai trusted the most, and he believed that Liu Mubai was also the calmest person in Zonan's heart. Even Third Junior Brother, who killed people as if they were slaughtering dogs, admitted that he was not as calm as Uncle Wu.

However, at this time, Wu Zhengde had completely destroyed the calmest image in Zonan's mind. His voice trembled with excitement as he brought back a piece of news that caught Zonan off guard. "That beast Lu Hai has brought along a few military officials and cops." Lu Hai came? Zhuo Nan was stunned. He had also heard rumors that his teacher had invited people from the military and government to participate in his Golden Pot Conference. However, Zhuo Nan felt that it was very funny. Everyone knew the hatred between him and his teacher. It was impossible for the two of them to have any interaction at all.

What was he doing here with a cop who had a feud with him? And he even brought people from the military and government? Could it be that someone from the army was backing him up and wanted to come here to capture his teacher? In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through Zonan's mind. He even thought of the worst part. Liu Mubai and Lin Ken chatted for a bit before deciding not to continue. This old fox was too annoying, using all sorts of methods to probe Liu Mubai's bottom line, afraid that he would accidentally cross Liu Mubai's bottom line, and then unknowingly welcome Liu Mubai's revenge. Liu Mubai was very disdainful towards Lin Ken; as the leader of a gang, he didn't have too much of a domineering attitude, but he actually wanted to curry favor with others to achieve the effect of not getting beaten up.

Fritz was much better than Lincoln. Liu Mubai could foresee that in the near future, Friton would definitely bring down his old adversary, and the Mafia would also welcome a period of time. In order to balance or for his own benefit, Liu Mubai would have to cultivate someone who could compete with Friton.

For example, Steven behind him was decisive and ruthless enough to kill to escape and was worth nurturing to gain more benefits for himself. At this moment, the entire underground world was like a disorderly game of eight nations, but Liu Mubai was the only one playing. At this moment, the entire underground world was like a disorderly game of eight nations, but Liu Mubai was the only one playing chess.

"What's wrong?" Liu Mubai had long since seen Zonan's dazed look, however, Lincoln's nagging nonsense annoyed Liu Mubai, but he didn't have any other choice. Facing a fly that kept buzzing in your ears, under the premise that you didn't kill him, you couldn't face it head on, could you?

Zonan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and suddenly felt that his performance just now was very useless. No matter what, he was a character who would kill without blinking an eye in Vietnam, and hearing about a few policemen coming to a gathering in China would cause him to be scared out of his wits. While feeling shy about his performance, Zonan thought to himself that he should go back to Vietnam and kill some soldiers to bolster his courage.