I'm a pirate

"Tsk tsk what a bunch of history-loving, passionate scholars." Carlos lit up a cigar and smoked it with a face full of enjoyment, saying to himself.

Boss well, Godfather well, cigar this kind of big brother's standard stuff still have to smoke, although he prefers ordinary cigarettes, but the occasional smoke can't hurt.

Blank one hundred years of history, history positive, let O'Hara's people disregard life and death, front and back, and then the order to slay the demon came, except for Robin, who was directly wiped out.

Carlos was not very old, but his mental age was long past the age of hot blood, and had little interest in anything other than his own advantage.

No matter what a blank hundred years of history covered up, Carlos had little interest, and wasn't it normal for a victor to have a victor to recount history?

Of course, if the truth was delivered to him, he wouldn't suppress his curiosity, he should still see it, but he would actively pursue it.

This news, Carlos put in mind, there is time to go to O'Hara for a bad walk, it just so happens that O'Hara is also in the Western Sea, located in the border area between the eastern and central part of the Western Sea, is not too far away.

What to do? Save some archaeologists if you can.

If Carlos saves them, please don't think that Carlos is sympathetic to them, Carlos doesn't sympathize with them, without power, trying to challenge the world government's bottom line is undoubtedly asking for death, there's nothing to sympathize with.

Carlos just wanted to leave some people to add to the world government, only Robin can interpret history positive, not good.

The people who aspire to become the King of Thieves actually need such archaeologists, master them, maybe they can sell them for a good price?

Poreo Poreo

"Hello." Carlos snapped out of his reverie and pulled out the phone bug.

"Godfather, they've refused without exception."

"Rejected?"

"It's good to turn it down, it's good to turn it down, it's such a riotous and hilarious time, let's get in on the action!"

"Pass the order down and prepare for war!"

"Yes, Godfather!"

Chapter 76 - The Raid

Carlos gave an order, orders were passed down in layers, and the entire Lucifer family moved, all sorts of war resources were mobilized, allocated, and distributed, all in an orderly fashion.

The original John family and the other three major mafia families bordering the city had no shortage of conflicts and wars, and all of them had experience.

Although a large number of talents in this area had been killed by Carlos, there were still some old people who were familiar with it and couldn't be much slower to prepare than they once were.

The top brass of the Lucifer family received orders and came after giving various arrangements.

The boss gave the orders naturally, no one dared to disobey the orders, but the reason for starting the war, the scale of the war and various other issues, they had to know so that they could better fulfill the orders.

Carlos was still lying in his recliner, but the phone bug hadn't been put in his pocket, taking the phone numbers handed up and down and calling the heads of the affiliated mafia families, one by one, telling them to get ready for an all-out war.

Carlos' reaction wasn't what the remaining three godfathers expected, or didn't expect Carlos to react so violently.

The moment they did, it was all-out war, who expected it?

No step-by-step approach, a little procedure or something?

That's a bit too rigid, isn't it?

After one phone call and another fifteen-minute break, the top executives of the Lucifer family located on Margolin Island all made their way to the lake where Carlos was.

Carlos had a servant bring in enough chairs to prepare some food and drink, and waited for everyone to sit down before speaking.

"The Ferdowns, the Gambino's, and the Charlie's refuse to return the encroachment on our land, so I'm going to fight, just as I've been training hard for over a year, my strength has risen so much that I'm free."

"This war is an all-out war, not a petty war, so let's take care of one family first, and I'll beat him to a painful, shattered pulp!"

"Noah, which family was the most arrogant and outspoken when we just returned the call?"

"Godfather, it's the Charlie family." Noah rose at the word and spoke respectfully.

"The Charlie family?"

"Just take on the Charlie family!" Carlos's brow furrowed and he was vicious.

Ahem, isn't it too hasty to choose an opponent this way? Don't you consider comparative strengths, geographic location or anything?

That was what most people thought, but they didn't dare open their mouths against Carlos, and the shadow he left in their hearts wasn't shallow.

Hitting anyone was a fight anyway, the difference was there though, it wasn't too big.

It was commonplace for mafia outfits to be good and tough, just fuck and be done with it!

"Yes, Godfather!" The men rose in unison.

Carlos nodded, pressed his hand for them to sit down, and spoke again, "I will be at the front lines of this war, personally commanding and participating in the battle."

"Don't talk me out of it, you should know something about my strength."

"This action, be quick, try not to give the Charlie family too much time to react, lightning attack the Charlie family's territory."

"Except for stationing enough life in important places, the rest of the brothers will come with me and mobilize as much as they can."

"Don't play any tactics, whatever he has set up, just charge straight into the Charlie Family's base camp."

"Regardless of how many ways he comes, I'll go all the way from here, and directly push across the Charlie family!"

"Got it?"

Carlos' momentum erupted and a majestic killing intent swept out, causing the crowd to break out in a cold sweat, as if they were not facing a person, but a murderer who had slaughtered countless people!

"Understood!"

The crowd stood up together again, sat down, stood up, the chairs weren't even warm, but the crowd had no desire to care about that anymore.

"Just understand, go and prepare immediately, as fast as you can, men, ships, guns, ammunition, and supplies must be prepared without fail!"

"Yes, Godfather!"

Four days and three nights later, in the evening, everything was ready, and a large dock controlled by the Lucifer family was brightly lit, and already filled with a black crowd of people who could not see their heads at a glance.

Thirty medium to large ships were moored outside the dock, each one fitted with cannons in front and behind, and a serious-looking man in a brown suit and brown cloak, armed with a sword and pistol, passed through the hitching-plank and boarded the ship quickly, the line going on and on.

It was impossible to conceal such a large operation from those who were interested, but it didn't matter, the enemy didn't know who he was aiming at, only he was quick enough and the enemy wouldn't be able to make full preparations in time.

These days, Carlos had mobilized more than seven thousand men, more than two-thirds armed with guns and one-third with long knives.

If he took the time to mobilize again, the number of men, and the number of guns and weapons would be even greater, but Carlos wasn't going to continue, and seven thousand men was a great force.

Vigilance had once said that the true masters of the Western Sea were the Mafia, and that wasn't just a matter of faith.