I'm a pirate

The whole place howled ghostly, Carlos laughed and walked among the large villa surrounded by many of his men.

After coming to this world for so many years, he had made some achievements.

At least in this place, Iron Island, it wasn't too much to call him a big brother, right?

Chapter 15 - Revenge Comes

The next morning, Carlos woke up in his luxuriously real bed, dressed in a black nightgown, rubbing his temples as he headed out of the room.

Last night had been celebrated and drunk late into the night, countless people had been downed, and there were still some remnants of his alcoholic strength.

"My lord, please have some tea." A young maid dressed in a maid's outfit outside the door, bowing nervously and apprehensively, handed over a cup of hot tea specially designed to dispel the effects of alcohol.

Carlos took it with him as he walked and drank it, then went to breakfast, heard Noah arrive, changed his clothes, and came into the spacious living room on the ground floor.

"Boss, please pass."

Carlos took what Noah handed over, it contained the situation of the Mike family's power today, the state of their property, all aspects of their industry.

After roughly looking it over, Carlos had a general understanding of the Mike family, and the power he held today.

After two internal battles, the original 2,500 members of the Mike family has been sharply reduced to more than 1,600, the strength is weakened quite a bit, and is about to fall out of the size of a medium-sized mafia family.

But no matter what, the power under his command has increased greatly, from a district of two hundred people to sixteen hundred, and the increase in property is even more terrifying, using overnight wealth to describe is not qualified!

Carlos's original savings was not much, only half a million Bailey, but now liquidity, real estate and other wealth all together, about two billion Bailey.

This is the savings of the Mike family for more than 20 years, the Mike family is engaged in a lot of industries, but most of them are just a small fight, the main income comes from three industries, respectively, the middle gun of arms, which is the second road of arms dealers, iron ore mining and trafficking and the entire East City area protection fees.

Among the three main industries, the iron ore mining and trafficking, the Second Road arms dealer has the most income, the protection fee of the entire East City region is the least, the first two industries are the most profiteering.

However, in the coming period of time, it was feared that the income would shrink drastically, especially the business of the second channel arms dealer, because this aspect of the business was dependent on the John family, the main channel of purchase was no longer available, the volume of arms was mostly shrinking, and the income naturally plummeted.

He Carlos had turtledove to replace the Mike family without the John family's permission, and the John family would not let him off easily for the sake of their own status and their own majesty.

Unless the John family finally found that dealing with him was more than worth it, and he was able to give the John family greater benefits.

To be frank, his crisis hadn't been resolved yet, and if he wanted to completely secure this Iron Island bigwig's position, he would have to set the John family straight!

And he, Carlos, was no longer going to survive, he had come to the stage, and it was time to get moderately high profile.

"Noah, order down, suspend this aspect of the arms business, leave all the inventory behind for digestion, equip all the official mafia members with guns, and raise the combatants' equipment equipment a bit."

"Yes, boss."

"No big boss for now, you can be the leader for now."

"The John's won't stop, tell the brothers to all be careful, and don't go anywhere if nothing happens."

"Although the probability is that they're targeting me, it's not impossible that they'll make a move on you."

"From this point on, keep a close watch on strangers who come to Iron Island, especially those heading to the Eastern City."

"Yes, Boss!"

"Go on down."

Once Noah had left, Carlos sat on the soft couch slowly sipping his wine, thinking about what the John family would do to him

Thinking outside the box, the most direct solution would naturally be to get rid of him and support a puppet in power, so that the John family's interests in Iron Island would not be harmed, but rather increased!

Other further methods, like stopping the supply of arms for sure, this is to weaken his power, arms this thing is also not worried about buyers at all.

But other parties have cooperation business, probably will not move lightly for the time being, unless it is found that he can not be helpless, after all, in their eyes, a small role like himself, should be easily solved in a very short time.

The last resort of sending a large number of mafia members to attack him should be hopeless.

Should I just go to the end or wait until the right time, take a soft decision, give a step built with Berry, and make a false move?

It's just a matter of planning, it's useless to think too much about it, and the soldiers will say it according to the situation at that time.

Carlos became the new Iron Island Mafia big brother, there is no need for the City Hall does not want to deal with Carlos, the naval branch is not interested in dealing with Carlos, after all, has the naval headquarters, the world government for the background, look down on the mafia this kind of power.

In the eyes of the navy, the mafia of the entire Western Sea combined was more interesting, the mafia of a single island, an ordinary naval division was not interested, just don't mess with them.

While the other two major parties on Iron Island weren't interested, there was some interest from other forces within Iron Island, and whether or not it would end up surviving the John family's retaliation, they saw such a young bigwig as already very impressive.

As a result, Carlos had some recent social engagements, and in addition to his social engagements, Carlos needed to get out and test the various mafia bases in the East Side.

The mafia members couldn't talk about the rabble, after all, the mafia wasn't gangsters, it had power, money, and very good equipment in its hands, but the combat power really couldn't be compared to the regular army.

If we were to talk about a status, it would be the bottom of the list of the large scale forces.

At least the boys under his Carlos were like that, the boys under the five mafia should be better.

There were many reasons for this, but Carlos wasn't going to straighten up for now, and there would be time to straighten up after dealing with the John family.

Not seeking to raise the combat power of the little brothers under his command too much, but not inferior to the combat power of ordinary Kingdom Guards, striving to be comparable to the combat power of ordinary naval forces.

As for the naval headquarters elite troops, the combat power of the New World Pirate Force or forget it, temporarily insufficient reserves, and then cruel training can not reach, those troops are hardened by blood and fire, mafia fighting in comparison is still a little bit of a fuss.

On the third night Carlos became the new boss, after participating in a social gathering, he prepared to return to his residence.

It wasn't that Carlos was particularly fond of socializing, it was just that such experiences were rare and curiosity still existed.

Three low-key luxury luxury cars drove out of the East City with bright lights, into a not too long, leading to the mountain top manor road, suddenly the convoy stopped.

At this time, on both sides of the road, there are five silhouettes holding a variety of cold weapons towards the convoy, ten people are agile and swift, as if they were apes.

Twelve car doors quickly opened, more than a dozen elite Mafia fighters took out guns, two of them also held rocket launchers, have opened fire, a moment of gunfire, the sound of artillery, the tongue of fire in the dark night is particularly conspicuous!

"Quick and easy!"

I don't know who among the ten people said something, but the speed of the ten people increased again, and in the darkness, the mafia fighters couldn't lock on to them.

It was anxiety-provoking, the other party was obviously good at melee combat, and if they were to get close, I'm afraid that

Chapter 16: Turning passivity into initiative

At that moment, Carlos emerged from the car, his left eye pale, his temple, the pro-ribbon near his forehead exposed, his right eye two-eyed jade writing wheel slowly rotating, a pistol in his right hand, quickly pulling the trigger, bullets pouring out in a short second.

Seven bullets sliced through the air and flew towards the five figures rushing to the right, muffled grunts rang out, the five figures fell to the ground almost simultaneously, close to the follow up bullets, shells pounded them into a sieve, shredded flesh.

But to the left, Carlos was too divided to manage, uniform black tights, as if blending into the night, the five rushed onto the road, all kinds of flashes of cold weapons waved, screams rang out, blood spattered, instantly almost all the combatants on the left were killed, at most that one severely wounded near death.

"You guys hide away, these people are not something you can deal with!"

With that said, Carlos casually threw away his pistol and, dressed in a tailored blue suit with a rose pinned to his chest, rushed past with five fingers and claws.