old dream

Chapter 80 Commission
Giovanni patted his upper arm and cheek, as if to wake himself up from the drowsy state of the past few days.

"I probably understand why you came over at this time."

He stretched his waist as he spoke, and the muscles in his whole body seemed to have changed positions.He reached out and took the clothes brought by the nanny, and with a flick of his wrist, the folded trousers straightened with a crisp sound.

"You have considered it very well. I really don't need to tell Aresio about this. Of course, it is even more impossible to disclose it to Luca."

"What you want to know from me is who else might support Julio?"

Colin nodded. Among the people he knew well, probably only Arecio and Giovanni knew about this matter.

"Didn't Alessio tell you? There is probably no one who is still supporting Julie."

Otherwise, how could it be reduced to the point where it is difficult to save even life?

After all, it is not a family hereditary system, and the Capello family has ruled the group long enough.

"I was never asking 'how many are there now.'"

Colin spoke evenly, not hesitated by Giovanni's answer.

"What I'm asking is how much the future is possible. And who is the most deserving one."

"..."

As if he had expected Colin's answer, Giovanni smiled vaguely in a deep nasal voice, his hairy legs neatly tucked into his trousers, and he stood up straight.

"Then are you ready to pay for this news?"

Sure enough, in this person's eyes, everything is a transaction, and Colin was already mentally prepared for this, and said with ease:
"It depends on what you want. Cash? A commission in the future? Or a position in the group?"

But Giovanni scoffed:
"Do you want to kill me with this? It's not enough, and it's not enough when you add it all up."

Giovanni, who had just put on his pants, staggered closer like a bear, and then abruptly slapped two huge palms on Colin's shoulders.

Giovanni was much bigger than Colin, and he didn't look down at Colin at this time.Colin suddenly felt that he was like a bird in his hands.

At this distance, you can clearly see the scar on Giovanni's cheek. In some places, there is almost only a thin layer of skin covering the cheekbones, which makes people involuntarily lift their hearts.

"Listen, what do I want—"

"It doesn't matter whether you coerce Julieo for money or power. There is only one thing I need you to do."

Giovanni's eyes didn't know where to look, and he paused for a while before saying as if he had fully considered:
"—Let's revive that family."

"……what?"

Colin suspected for a moment that he had heard something wrong.

"No one can swallow it whole now, so it will be completely dismembered in the struggle and compromise before long."

"But if you can make them think that Julio is someone worth following, then maybe it still has a chance."

Giovanni took a deep breath:

"Even if it changes its name, whether it becomes the Dallozzo family or something, do it, as long as it can survive."

Giovanni was still in his prime, and Fang should remain neutral with the lampkeeper, but at this time, Giovanni was like an old man in his twilight years, talking about these things that should not be said by Fang.

Only then did Colin realize some vague sense of disobedience in the past.There may be another reason for the subtle gap between Giovanni and Arecio.

Although it was not obvious due to his special status, Giovanni was indeed considering issues more from the standpoint of his family.

Then he is likely to be the same as himself, the confidant placed by the "brain" Nevio next to Aresio.

If this is the case, he is probably the person Nevio trusts the most.

...just like myself and Luca.

So when he said he would betray Luka just now, did he show that mixed expression?

……

"why?"

Although Giovanni's plan was in his favor, Colin couldn't help but ask:

"Why do you put your hopes on me? If you want to restore Capello, why don't you carry the banner yourself?"

"Because I don't have much time left," said Giovanni.

"..."

Immediately 40-year-old consumables are dying, an answer that couldn't be more plausible.

But it choked Colin speechlessly.

At this time, Giovanni seemed to be using another person's tone:
"Maybe it will be at this time that we will understand that existence is more important than any meaning."

他 说:

"So I think Nevio would agree with me."

The news that Julio will ask for the right of inheritance has long been rumored within Capello.

But no one thinks that this incident can really help the surname "Capello".Only those who want to escape this sinking ship quickly will feel that they have seen a glimmer of hope.

The smoke from the shooting at the "Naler House" theater two weeks ago appeared to have lingered, and a few days later, a bomb exploded at a handmade clothing store on South Nineteenth Street, killing the tailor and four customers. Killed on the spot, one of them was Capello's leader: "Gunhole" Rich.

The fact that he hired a wizard to perform curse killing has been revealed.This explosion is probably the execution of the gang members involved in the supernatural mystery by the hometown and the lampkeeper.

After his hometown gave permission to kill Rich without amnesty, Arecio was fully capable of letting him die silently, but he deliberately chose this method that was most likely to cause panic.No more than five people know the truth, so in the eyes of outsiders, this is a signal that the gang war has begun.

The unexplained explosion in the south of the city directly broke the last string of restraint held by the leaders. They dared not wait any longer. After all, if they were one step late, they might be the ones who died.

The portable light machine guns that had been hoarded for several months began to shoot intensively in the unknown alleys of South Stade.Nitrogen resurfaced at a suspended construction site, killing a builder who had been close to Nevio.

Nowhere in the entire city is safe, and murder can happen anywhere, even on the prison farm on the outskirts of the city.A leader who had been in prison for more than ten years had his liver pierced by someone with an extremely sharp awl.A dozen deep small holes were pierced between the ribs. He, who was in good health, wailed for half an hour before he died of excessive blood loss.

All kinds of lace magazines ushered in a carnival again, and various writers made statistics in a seemingly panic, but in fact extremely excited tone: "On average, five to ten people are killed and injured every day, and the 'massacre' is happening underground in Southstadt Staged.” But this is only the case that was published in third-rate magazines, that is, the part where the mob didn’t have the energy to clean up the scene, and then it was exposed.As for the corpses that were dismembered and chopped and washed into the sewers, or buried hastily on the outskirts of the city, no one could say how many there were.

The Stade police stated that an investigation has been launched, but since no Anhe citizens have been affected yet, limited police force will still be devoted to "cases that are more important to citizens."This statement was published only in the most hypocritical official newspapers, crammed in the corner of a pile of speeches on page three.

"Marizio was very angry and asked the 'judge group' to come forward to mediate immediately. After all, if this quarrel continues, our reputation will be greatly damaged. More importantly, some people's patience will soon run out.

"But this war will never end so quickly."

The five big and three rough "judges" come from various families, and there has never been a written law to follow.In addition to "killing without amnesty", the verdict is a fine, and they really can't be counted on at this time.

"Originally there were six factions competing for the position of patriarch, and now three leaders have died, but every family will be replaced by a second person immediately, and most of them can still be maintained." Giovanni said:
"So when other families really intervene and mediate, I'm afraid the current stalemate will be finalized."

Giovanni gestured and said:
"With a puff, Capello will be divided into six."

"But if you say that among these six people, who may turn back and follow Julio." Giovanni whispered:

"My personal guess is that this person would be 'dirty fingers'."

…………

"Dirty Fingers" Dejo, a short, stern-looking man.As a family leader, the most interesting thing about him is his humble background as a thief, but the thing he doesn't like the most about others is his own background.

Originally, De Qiao should have been a thief all his life, and he might have been beaten to death on the street long ago.But Nevio the Brain dug him himself.Dejo's ability is by no means outstanding, but Nevio has made him the most senior assistant in the family all the way.

At this moment, he was squinting at Julio, looking up and down.

This is Nevio's former office, located in a courtyard house on South [-]th Street.Compared with Luca's shabby room, it obviously has a lot of heritage.Especially the large double desk in classical style, the mottled lacquer color already has a very thick texture. From the perspective of style, it may even be a cultural relic in a colonial mansion in Sinal.

But sitting behind that now is a man who looks like a mouse.

Giovanni was sitting on the sofa not far away, drinking coffee to himself.Colin stood behind Julio.

In the past, Julio would never look at these people. She could feel that although these people were wearing human skins, their eyes were as cruel as beasts.But at this time, she tried her best not to let herself escape, and met the turbid gaze of the other party.

Dejo withdrew his gaze and continued to process the documents on the desk.There was a sneer on his face.

"What? When you help outsiders to divide the family, you know you've become obedient?"

"..."

Julio didn't know how to respond to Dejo's sarcasm for a moment.Giovanni, who was sitting on the sofa by the door, said casually:

"Looks like that position really isn't for you, 'dirty fingers'."

He said slightly sarcastically:
"Will that writing desk cure your itchy hands? Will you want to dig something out of some old woman's pocket again?"

"Giovanni." DeJoe said with a forced smile:
"Navio is dead, so now generally no one will mention those old-fashioned things in front of me."

"Oh, so you don't like people talking about this? You should have said it earlier, I was just joking. If you will get angry, I won't mention it anymore."

Giovanni apologized with a smile.

De Qiao could hear that Giovanni was just saying weird things, but he didn't want to entangle him too much here, so he twitched the corner of his mouth and restrained himself.He put the cap on his pen, turned his gaze back to Julio, and was about to say something again.

"Is kleptomaniac fun?" Giovanni said abruptly again.

"Bang." Dejo couldn't help but slammed his fist on the desk.

The celluloid pen also snapped, and the ink was scattered everywhere.

(End of this chapter)