Superman of the American Comics

As the only remaining Mafia leader in Sicily, even security officials are reluctant to provoke a cruel role.

Alessandro has great prestige and deterrence within his family and in Palermo.

And with the passage of time, his status and power increased day by day.

When ordinary people see him, they must call him "Your Excellency" to show their respect.

Other leaders within the family were either wooed or suppressed, and gradually formed a speech hall in which Alessandro expressed his personal opinions, distributed interests and territory at each meeting.

Although the Mafia is not as good as before, we always have to worry about whether Mussolini will be liquidated again, but Alessandro, who took advantage of the situation, has gradually expanded his power, which is a fact that needs no doubt.

Therefore, the strategic science Corps will take a fancy to him and develop into an informant.

However, Alessandro, who was respected as "Your Excellency" and admired by many thugs, was a little afraid when he heard Luke's indifferent tone.

Having experienced the era of Mussolini's great cleansing, he has a strong psychological shadow over the army, which is essentially a violent organ.

If you offend the young captain, it is tantamount to loosening the Allies' thighs, and the post-war will sooner or later be listed as the object of liquidation.

Even if he changes to Mussolini's government, according to the dictator's temper, he may come to no good end.

At the thought of this, Alessandro's hands trembled slightly, and a touch of cruelty rose on his face full of flesh.

"Mr. Corleone, I apologize for Elio's disrespect to you!"

He put his palm on the table, "Shua", pulled out a dagger from behind his waist and cut it off severely.

"Ah, ah, ah --"

The scream of pain echoed in the Tongzhong tavern.

A thick finger like a radish rolled down on the table.

Bean sized sweat trickled out from the forehead and tip of the nose.

Alessandro gasped and said, "Mr. Corleone, are you satisfied?"

Luke loosened his palm on Elio's head and shook his head slowly without expression.

"I didn't ask you to make amends! Cosa, I want you to explain how the Mafia should treat those who don't respect their friends."

"Mr. Corleone, I..."

"Don't you understand? I want your explanation! Cosa, please tell me how important your mafia friendship is?"

Luke's still cold voice brought heavy pressure to Alessandro.

He already knew that the young captain was not a fool.

The bloody practice of cutting off fingers is a common way of begging for mercy within the Mafia, but it still can't impress each other.

Alessandro glanced at Elio, who was white with fear, and sighed in his heart.

"Cameron! Drag Elio down and cut off one of his hands!"

Alessandro is also a little bold to be able to see the right time and mix into the top leader of the kemora family.

Although Elio is his nephew and favorite descendant, he can still give up in order to calm Luke's anger.

Who called him stupid!

Just like the former Mafia members, they have high eyes and feel that they are the real masters of Italy!

For example, Francisco Kucha, who triggered the end of the Mafia, is such a fool!

He is not only the mayor of pianadegregi, but also the leader of the local Mafia.

As a result, when he greeted Mussolini as the "great leader" at that time, he even questioned the other party in a rather arrogant tone why he brought so many policemen.

Because Kucha felt that in his own territory, there was the protection of the Mafia, and no one could pose a threat to Mussolini.

This almost rude attitude annoyed Mussolini, who was very powerful at that time.

A few months later, the dictator summoned 4000 Rangers and 6000 police to crack down on the Mafia.

As for Kucha?

He was arrested and jailed for "insulting the head of state", "contempt for the law" and "opposing the government".

Alessandro, who had been wanted and almost executed, would not learn from the fool Kucha and make the same mistake.

"Mr. Corleone, you are a forever friend of the Mafia. Anyone who doesn't respect you is contempt for me! Contempt for the kemora family!"

In less than a minute, a strong man named "Cameron" presented a palm placed in a tray.

"Are you still satisfied with this explanation? If this is not enough, I'll have ellio sent to the slaughterhouse later."

Seeing Alessandro's low attitude of fear and almost servile, Luke's cold expression was like snow melted by the sun.

He picked up the glass on the table and said, "come on! Cheers to our friendship!"

The smile is gentle, and I can't see the aggressiveness before.

The ability to change his face was stunned by the dum bullet Dugan behind him and thought, "Sir, he is really a terrible man."

The ferocious and cruel Mafia was like a docile sheep in front of him.

With the smell of blood, Alessandro piled up a smile and drank the red wine in the glass.

"Do things well as soon as possible, and the allies will not forget your efforts."

Before walking out of the tavern, Luke patted Alessandro on the shoulder and continued: "your compatriots are getting along well in North America and New York. They go out of high-end hotels with congressmen and hold cosa, a female star in Hollywood. I appreciate you very much. You deserve a chance."

"Mr. Corleone, I will remember this personal friendship!"

Alessandro was stunned and immediately reacted.

He stooped slightly, lowered his head and waited for Luke to stretch out his left hand.

This is the highest etiquette within the Mafia to show respect!

Often only people like the "Godfather" can get the head's kiss.

"No need. I've seen your respect and your attitude."

Luke's mouth twitched. He didn't have the habit of letting men kiss the back of his hand.

Out of the Tongzhong tavern, the roaring commandos got into the car and checked into the top hotels in Palermo.

On the way, Dugen, sitting next to him, had a suffocating expression.

"You want to ask, why should I treat Alessandro with such an attitude?"

Luke opened his eyes and closed his eyes. Manelli was driving in the front row. There were no outsiders, so he said without concealment: "Dugan, you don't understand the thinking of gangsters."

"Although the Italian mafia has always used family honor and blood ties as a means to ensure loyalty, it does not mean that they are really a group of credible thugs."

Dugan nodded thoughtfully. He remembered that Luke seemed to have close ties with the Irish gangs.

"If you want to tame a bad dog, you have to beat it hard with a wooden stick until it dare not show its fangs to you again. The same is true for the Mafia."

Luke looked at the passers-by on the streets of Palermo through the window and said with a smile: "moreover, human nature is a very complex thing. Maybe cosa still had resentment against me before. Just because of my identity, the Allies did not dare to show their continuous victory."

"But when I told him that I would support him to become the spokesman of the allies in Sicily, he would get rich rewards after the war. Cosa's heart may only be grateful, and that little unhappiness was forgotten."

"When you use harsh means, establish unquestionable authority, and give you the reward you should have paid, they will be grateful to you - this is a typical gangster thinking!"