Chapter 267 Mediation (please vote)
The Notting Hill family is one of the famous gangs in Byron, controlling the slums and loan sharking business.
Together with the Lake family, which deals in human trafficking and operates entertainment venues, and the "Gambina" organization, which has the most brutal style of extortion and commits all kinds of evil, they jointly control the black market in Byron City.
Of course, last year, all three gangs got involved in the bootlegging business, because the profits were so crazy that they simply crushed everything.
After a fierce fight, they confirmed their respective territories and shares, agreed not to interfere with each other, and barely maintained a semblance of peace.
The ‘patriarch’ of the Notting Hill family, Garcia, is a fat man in his forties with an unimpressive appearance. On the surface, he runs a slaughterhouse. In the impression of his neighbors, he is a gentle-tempered and very family-oriented man.
Almost no one can believe that this affable Mr. Garcia is the notorious gang leader.
In fact, Garcia himself does not feel that he is doing evil, he is just doing a 'job', nothing more.
Although he is a gang leader, he has his own life and hobbies just like ordinary people.
For example...he has become obsessed with fishing recently.
After having breakfast and kissing his beautiful wife goodbye, he got into a carriage surrounded by several younger brothers, took a full set of fishing gear, and headed to a lake outside the city.
After arriving at the place and setting up the parasol, Garcia put down his chair and adjusted the fishing hook and rod comfortably.
At this moment, he saw his 'left hand' Sinsini walking over, and his mood suddenly worsened.
He knew that there must be something wrong with the family business.
Otherwise, the left-hand man of the family would not go out of his way to disturb his leisure time.
The person with the highest power in the Notting Hill family is naturally the patriarch. Under the patriarch, there are also positions such as executioner, left hand, and right hand.
Among them, the executioner is mainly responsible for punishing gang traitors, his left hand is responsible for daily business, and his right hand is in charge of external force.
There are also finances, lawyers, etc. that are independent of the family. There are often hundreds of core members of a family.
In addition, there are a large number of vassals that rely on the Notting Hill family for survival, such as the old sea dog's bar.
"Something happened to Old Sea Dog's bar last night. Someone looted his bar. This is a provocation!!"
Sinsini is a pale-faced man in his thirties, wearing a decent blue suit and always wearing a white handkerchief on his chest, but he has never been seen using it.
Unlike the pretentious Cincinni and the old sea dog, Garcia looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, but he has more power than these two people.
"Old Sea Dog, I remember he just cried about a shipment being robbed...poor guy."
Garcia frowned, didn't swing, and asked, "Find out who did it?"
He didn't quite believe it was Lake and Gambina. He guessed it was those outsiders who were crazy poor and couldn't help but have a headache.
As a local gang, they actually have the responsibility to protect the city, at least the residents who pay them protection fees.
"I did it."
A young voice suddenly broke in.
Zhong Shenxiu came over from the other direction wearing a windbreaker and carrying a fish bucket.
"Boy... do you understand what you are talking about?"
Cynthini's gaze suddenly became extremely dangerous, and the two younger brothers behind him even pulled out their revolvers.
"The old sea dog had a conflict with me. I killed him and wanted to take over his bar. Of course... I also know the rules. The protection fee will continue every month and will be increased by 50%!"
Zhong Shenxiu sat next to Garcia with a comfortable posture and said with a smile: "How is it?"
"You are very interesting, young man, and you haven't told me your name yet."
Garcia asked with a smile.
"Levi!" Zhong Shenxiu replied: "Levi Mojito!"
"Li Wei? The naming style of my hometown. Are you from Xili?"
Garcia asked, Sili is a colony of the Mesoemia Federation. Since the large-scale development, many Sili people have poured into the Federation.
Li Wei's appearance has some Sili characteristics, such as a tall nose.
"Yes."
"My child, you are on the wrong track..." Garcia said regretfully: "Since you are from Sili and you have a conflict with the old sea dog, why don't you ask your parents to mediate?"
The parent here is not the real parent, but refers to him, the patriarch of the Notting Hill family.
The Notting Hill gang was named the Family because it only attracted people from Siries.
Garcia looked at the young man and suddenly felt disappointed.
At this time, if the other person is still rational, he should kneel down and kiss his left hand to pray for forgiveness.
But Zhong Shenxiu just sat there, doing nothing.
"How's the old sea dog?"
"He's dead. Along with the bodyguards, I took good care of the body." Zhong Shenxiu answered calmly.
Garcia shook his head and motioned for Cincinni to take action and punish this crazy boy.
"I think we can still reach an agreement, what do you think?"
Zhong Shenxiu really didn't want to continue killing the Notting Hill family. If this continued, he would have to kill the federal agents and draw out the mysterious power.
Although this is also a method of contact, it is inconsistent with his usual behavior and habits.
If it were just yesterday's shooting, the Notting Hill family could have kept it a secret.
After all, in order to compete for the bootlegging market, the three major gangs fought and more people died.
As far as the federation is concerned, no matter how many of these gang members die, it is a good thing, and there are not many cases to be investigated.
Seeing that Garcia was not moved by his words at all, Zhong Shenxiu sighed and took off his windbreaker.
Garcia's pupils tightened, and his fat body twisted unnaturally, as if he wanted to stand up and run wildly, but was held down by Zhong Shenxiu.
Cynthini saw that this young man’s waist was tied with a ring - a gunpowder bag!
‘This is madness! A pure lunatic! ’
An idea came to his mind and he took a few steps back unconsciously. After thinking about it, he still felt that it was not safe, so he took a few steps back again.
Once this distance explodes, something will happen to him!
"Your left hand doesn't seem to care about your safety..."
Zhong Shenxiu laughed and put his arm around the stiff Garcia shoulders: "Look, we still have something in common, don't we? Come with me for a walk."
As he said that, he took Garcia with him and walked along the lake.
"What do you think about my proposal?"
Zhong Shenxiu asked as if unintentionally.
"Old Sea Dog's bar is his own property. If you want to take it over, there will be a series of procedural troubles..." Beads of sweat broke out on Garcia's forehead, but his voice remained steady.
"I heard that the lawyers of the Notting Hill family are very good. I believe they are worthy of their salary." Zhong Shenxiu smiled and put his palms on the lead position on his waist.
"Okay, you win, the bar is yours." Garcia finally gave in.
"Very good. My previous promise remains unchanged. May our friendship last forever." Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand and disappeared into the jungle.
Garcia's face was livid and he slapped Cincinni, who was following him.
Behind him, two gunmen faced the dense woods, unable to aim at all.
"This is a lunatic, we must kill him." Garcia wiped his sweat and realized that his voice was trembling.
"Chief, something happened!"
At this moment, several other carriages rushed over. Notting Hill's 'Right Hand' Miller jumped out of the carriage and ran over quickly. He was surprised again: "What happened here?"
"You tell me your story first." Garcia's face was gloomy.
"Old Sea Dog and his men, or corpses, all appeared in our hearth meeting room."
Miller replied solemnly: "Someone not only knew our headquarters, but also bypassed all the security on the perimeter and did this... This is a warning!"
Garcia's steps softened, and he suddenly thought of the leaving figure: "It's him... Is this warning me that he can sneak into any of our families next time and do whatever he wants?"
Xinxini covered his face, not daring to raise his head, and whispered: "This is a madman, but he is also a very rational madman. It is best not to start a war rashly before we are completely sure that he can be solved..."