Soviet Godfather

　　 Francisco Genovese and Alessandro Genovese are staying in the hotel room, watching irritably Russian programs that they don’t understand. Since the last time they met with Gusinski, the two have been hanging out in the hotel. Two Italians who don't speak Russian can do nothing here. If it were in Chicago, no one would dare to treat the Genovese family like that. Unfortunately, this is the Soviet Union, and the proud Soviets would not take them seriously.

　　 A phone ring suddenly rang in the room. Alessandro Genovese was silent for a moment, but Francisco Genovese eagerly picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

"Your matter is more eye-catching. There is news from Tyumen that it was a member of the Gorky gang who killed Popov. Mr. Gusinsky will not intervene in the rest of the matter. You can handle it yourself!" Not yet When Francisco Genovese made any response, the other party hung up the phone, which annoyed Francisco Genovese.

Alessandro Genovese has been watching his brother’s face by the side. Francisco answered the call. Alessandro didn’t know what the other party said until Francisco hung up the phone. Li Sandro asked him what happened.

"Gushinski's people said Popov was done by the Gorky gang, let us handle it." Francisco reluctantly repeated the other party's conversation, and the brothers sighed silently in their hearts. Things are not good. Done.

"What do you mean by the Gorky Gang? Why doesn't Gusinski want to intervene in our affairs anymore? Is he afraid of the Gorky Gang? I think things should not be that simple." Alessandro proposed to Francisco Questions in my heart.

　　 Alessandro’s words instantly calmed Francisco down. He was upset just now, and he didn't think so deeply. He followed Alessandro’s point of view. Gusinski was an arms dealer, not only a strong background, but also a desperate, otherwise he would not be able to do this business. Although the Gorky gang didn’t know what they were doing, since If Popov is a mortal enemy, then they are probably smugglers. An arms dealer would be afraid of smugglers. That's a joke. After thinking about this, Francisco still didn't understand. He asked Alessandro for advice: "What do you think Gusinsky is making?"

Alessandro was silent for a moment, and said intermittently: "If I'm not mistaken, Gusinski is beating us. He has no advantage in this matter. This is the Soviet Union, not the United States. Just rely on Jeno. The face of the Visser family wants him to make a move, afraid that it’s impossible?"

　　 "Benefits? What benefits does he want? Shall we buy his arms?" Francisco was still a little confused.

　　 "If I guessed correctly, he wants to intervene in our hailuoyin business!" Alessandro said in a positive tone.

　　 Francisco suddenly realized, but helplessly said: "Such a big thing is not the two of us can be the master, I am afraid my uncle will not agree."

　　 "So if you want Gusinski to continue working for us, we can only coax him first." Alessandro continued.

　　 "What about the Gorky Gang?" Francisco asked next.

"Then it depends on whether they know each other. The Genovese family must be compensated for their losses. If they are acquainted, let us give us a way out, or we will wait to bear the anger of the Genovese family! "Alessandro said viciously.

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　　 After supper, Gusinski leisurely feeds his beloved pet Usgin in his garden. This is his favorite thing to do during the day, during which he doesn't like being disturbed by anyone. I saw a wooden table in front of him, and a huge piece of beef was placed on the table. The meat was bright red, braving blood and heat. Gusinski's hands were already covered with blood and grease. He used a sharp dagger to cut off a large piece of beef. He held it into the cage with his hand, and muttered: "Come on, cute Wu Sijing, dad is here to feed you, eat more, you look hungry and thin."

A Siberian tiger in the corner of the cage stood up lazily, and slowly walked towards Gusinski. First, it licked the meat lightly with its tongue, and then suddenly bit the piece. Meat, this piece of meat was swallowed by Usgin in a few bites, and it almost bit Gusinsky's hand that was in the cage. Gusinsky hurriedly retracted his hand, then burst into laughter. As a result, Gusinsky simply cleaned up his wet hands with the towel that Gusinsky handed over, and then left the garden, leaving Ustin in the cage hungry and staring at Gusinsky's back.

As soon as he walked out of the garden, Gushinsky’s confidant Frusa (which is Paul’s nickname) hurried over, UU reading www.uukanshu.com respectfully followed Gusinsky and said: "Boss, again After we rejected the two Italians fiercely, they really called."

　　 Gusinski smiled slightly, he liked the feeling of having everything under control. Gusinski then asked: "What did they all say on the phone?"

　　 "They said that things are almost done here. They are about to leave the Soviet Union and go back to Italy. They want to thank you in person before leaving." Pavrusa quickly replied.

　　 "Thank you in person? Didn't you say anything else?" Gusinski asked.

　　 "Nothing else, Mr. Gusinski." Pavrusa respectfully answered Gusinski's question. He could see that Gusinski's face sank instantly, and he became nervous.

Gusinski began to ponder the attitude of the other side in his heart. The two Italians, if they were either too stupid or too smart, originally came here to ask Gusinski, although the Gorky gang is not very big, but Without Gusinski's help, no matter how strong the two men were, they would pose little threat to the Gorky Gang. Gusinsky thought that the two young men would be taken care of at the beginning, in order to provide help to threaten each other, picking up the plane to intervene in each other's hailuoyin business, this is why Gusinsky has a good calculation.

But now the attitude of the other party has come to a 180-degree reversal. On the surface, it seems that he wants to leave the Soviet Union disheartenedly, but in fact he has taken the initiative in his own hands. Now the other party has no desires and desires. On the contrary, Gusinsky wanted to join the other party's business, so Gusinsky would have to agree to the other party's conditions and provide the other party with various conveniences.

　　 Gusinski said with emotion: "Mom*, the wild goose is blinded by the geese all day long. I underestimate these two boys."