Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 316 Solving the King of Miami

The figure vanished instantly, and a note floated leisurely onto the dining table.

Louis and the others had only been gone a few minutes when footsteps came from upstairs. David and Jenny came down, complaining as they walked, "It's all your fault for turning off the alarm. Now we're late."

"Ah, that's when emotions run high."

"Forget it, hurry up, Louis should have already cooked dinner. He hasn't come to call us yet. Oh, he probably wasn't too loud last night, right? Will he make fun of me? Oh my god."

"Alright, alright, stop overthinking. Louis has been sensible since he was little, and those things you're talking about don't exist."

"Oh God, so he really can hear me."

"Ah? This..."

The conversation ended there; no further words were spoken.

David walked down the stairs, only to find the place completely empty.

Soon, the sharp-eyed David spotted the note on the table. He picked it up and saw a message left by Louis. After glancing at it, a helpless look appeared on David's lips.

“Okay, Jenny, you don’t have to worry about being laughed at by Louis.”

"They went to see Mr. Carl."

"That's it..."

Jenny suddenly came up behind David and leaned against his back. "I haven't showered yet, how about we shower together?"

"Okay!"

……

base.

Louis sat in the chair, looking at Nancy, whose eyes were unfocused.

Nancy looked unwell at this moment, with obvious dark circles under her eyes and a haggard appearance, like an insomniac who hadn't slept well for several days and nights.

Most importantly, her eyes were filled with unfamiliarity and nervousness as she looked at Louis.

"He really has amnesia."

"Yes, I've already confirmed that. Besides, some exorcism items don't work either. I've tried holy water, crucifixes, amulets, and demonic fangs."

Maria said from the side.

“Freddy wasn’t the direct cause,” Louis said, pointing with his finger.

The power of the Yang God permeated in, and Nancy instantly closed her eyes.

Soon, Louis discovered a one-centimeter-sized ouroboros mark in Nancy's mind, shimmering with light, like some kind of magical power.

The mark was now covered in cracks and teetering on the brink of collapse, seemingly about to shatter at any moment, yet it stubbornly held on.

With each flash, Nancy's brain nerves are slightly compressed, which in turn affects her memory and mental state.

Louis opened his eyes, a look of understanding flashing in them.

"This is actually the seal? Engraved in my mind?"

Louis had thought this so-called seal would be more sophisticated, existing in the consciousness, but he didn't expect it to be simply engraved in his mind, which wasn't magical at all.

Maria listened intently from the side, "In the brain?"

"Yes, it's etched into her mind."

In the pink, wrinkled brain, there is an ouroboros mark.

For some reason, Maria felt a chill.

He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.

"Can that be resolved?" Maria asked again.

Nancy's relationship with them was actually just so-so. Although Maria was the former student council president, she was just a nobody on campus and had nothing to do with Nancy, who was a "prominent figure" at school.

Emma, ​​needless to say, didn't care about any of that. Nancy wasn't anyone important to her, so it wouldn't matter if she died.

Maria is the way she is now simply because of the kindness in her heart.

They're someone I know, and they seem like a nice person. I'm just helping them out. If things can get back to normal, that would be a good thing.

Louis smiled. "Yes, it's nothing."

Having said that, he pointed with one finger.

boom!
The magic passed through the body, acting directly on the brain, enveloping, touching, invading, destroying, and annihilating it...

Within just two seconds, the cerebral cortex returned to its clean and smooth state.

"All right."

Maria looked at Louis in surprise.

So fast?
"It's just a minor issue. The seal was already on the verge of breaking. As long as one's mental strength is strong enough and one has some fine control over the force, it's easy to destroy it."

"Without this mark, her brain nerves are no longer compressed, and she will gradually return to normal."

"That's it, I'm leaving first."

This is a small matter; once it's resolved, he should leave. He still needs to go to his grandfather's place.

I'll also do some things I've always wanted to do.

Hear the words.

Emma jumped out and wrapped her arms tightly around Louis's arm. Her not-so-great chest held him tightly, which was rather tender and graceful.

Louis bowed his head.

But then Emma flashed him a big, sweet smile, her bright eyes seeming to speak volumes: "Take me with you!"

"Take me with you, I can let you..."

Emma's coquettish voice rang in my ears.

Louis's lips twitched. "Be normal."

This girl is very good-looking, and has a bit of a dark lolita vibe. When she plays the role of a cute girl acting cute, there is a strong sense of contrast.

We're just too familiar with each other.

Louis knew the other party too well.

That slight sense of contrast is insignificant in this awkward situation.

Emma's expression changed instantly. She didn't say anything or threaten Louis; she just held on tightly, pouting.

Rolled his eyes.

I couldn't be bothered to argue with her.

He looked at Maria and said, "You stay here for now. I'll be back in a couple of days. And Nancy, don't send her out once she's recovered. The part of Freddy that escaped will eventually come back for her."

“Yes.” Maria nodded repeatedly.

Envy flickered in her eyes as she looked at Emma, ​​envious of Emma's closeness to him and the fact that she could go out with Louis...

She, who is usually very conscious of her image in front of Louis, would probably never act so coquettishly or unreasonably.

Thinking this way, Maria selectively forgot what she had done when she met Louis again yesterday.

Soon, a flash of green light appeared, and Louis and Emma vanished without a trace.

Watching them disappear, Maria sighed, squatted down, looked at Nancy, and poked Nancy's somewhat thin cheek with her fingertips.

"Ugh, so annoying. I should have let Alan out." Alan in her mind: Heh.

suddenly.

Nancy opened her eyes.

In those pupils, a faint ouroboros mark vanished rapidly, and at the same time, her lips moved slightly, as if she were saying a name: Constantine.

A person who was fast asleep in a car heading south, thousands of miles away, was suddenly awakened.

"Oh Shet!"

……

at this time.

Louis has already taken Emma back to Miami.

As the Cano family's stronghold, the Cano family's development in Miami is in no way inferior to that in Orlando, no, it should be said that it is even more so.

After all, Orlando is dominated by a business conglomerate model, while Miami is not.

Carl Cano, who had already retired to the sidelines, experienced a second spring in his life after receiving the medicine and having his lifespan extended. His energy increased significantly, and naturally, he couldn't sit still any longer.

He returned to the forefront of the family and regained control of the power.

Furthermore, the family style has also undergone a sudden change, becoming more aggressive within the family. This old-fashioned approach should not work in this era that is increasingly focused on saving face and maintaining peace. However, the Cano family has become mysterious and is no longer what it used to be.

That aggressive, brute-force development strategy actually worked quite well under this identity.

It controls more than half of Miami's vital industries, truly reaching the point of being "too big to fail." If it were to collapse, countless people in Miami would lose their jobs, or even go bankrupt, and the entire city would be destroyed.

This is only in business; in other areas, progress has been equally rapid due to the use of old-fashioned, violent methods.

Members of parliament, judges, police chiefs, prison wardens...

Throughout Miami, from top to bottom, all important officials are members of the Cano family, or at least not official members.

The Cano family even opened an international mercenary company and an international security company in Miami, blatantly whitewashing gang members and sometimes even using force within the city.

The large number of staff even began to replace the municipal government, serving as community workers, firefighters, and other professions, which was welcomed by the lower and middle classes.

Today, the entire city of Miami, from top to bottom, inside and out, small to large, is deeply integrated with the Cano family in every aspect.

Calling him an uncrowned king is no exaggeration.

And just today.

An important meeting is being held within the family.

In a new-style villa.

Despite his still-white hair, the elderly man, with his strong muscles and sharp eyes, sat at the head of the long rectangular table in the villa.

Seated on the left and right sides were the eldest uncle Max and the second uncle Yasen, followed by the brothers Andrei and Andersen. In addition, there were the descendants of the brothers who had followed Karl in building the family empire, as well as various high-ranking members of the family who had risen through the ranks.

At first glance, there are forty or fifty people, all of whom are the core of the Cano family, encompassing everything from military strength and connections to finances.

Moreover, a bonfire banquet was also being held in the backyard of the villa, where the women, children, and younger family members who had not yet demonstrated their abilities stayed.

Karl sat at the head of the table, looking around at the elite troops and outstanding young men, a satisfied expression on his face.

dong dong!

He tapped the ground with his specially made steel cane, producing a dull thud.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Everyone fell silent, waiting for Karl to speak.

In Italy, where family-based gangs are primarily based on blood ties and regional ties, the authority of their leaders, or patriarchs, is supreme and even limitless!
In a family, everyone can speak freely before the patriarch speaks, and no one is truly above anyone else or of higher status. But once the patriarch speaks, everyone must obey.

Although it differs from the emperors and patriarchs of powerful families in the East, lacking the same level of centralized power and strict rules, it is still considered advanced compared to other gang systems.

Carl nodded. “My family and friends, brothers and sisters, we have gathered here today to celebrate the family’s renewed prosperity.”

“The Cano family originated from Sicily, Italy. I always remember that it was a poorer and more backward place. Few young people chose to stay there. Everyone longed to go out and make a name for themselves.”

"Unfortunately, the outside world is not stable. There is war, conflict, deception and exploitation everywhere. I remember when I first came to America, the rampant port swindlers cheated me out of my last ten dollars."

"Of course, I don't hate him. He taught me a lesson when I was still naive, preventing me from making mistakes and wasting time, and indirectly helping me avoid a big mistake later on."

"To fill my stomach and to get ahead, I chose to gather my fellow villagers and my relatives."

"This is our Sicilian tradition."

"When you're out there, you have to rely on your own people!"

“We fought our way through, being ambushed, attacked, succeeding, failing, dying, and being imprisoned—we experienced it all. It was a very tedious yet exciting period of our lives,” Karl said, his expression filled with nostalgia.

But when he looked at the people at the table below, a hint of sorrow and loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Those who braved that chaotic era with him have all vanished, leaving only him wandering the world, not knowing when he will see them again...

"I'm getting old, and I like to reminisce."

"In short, the Cano family is a home that I and a few old friends created with all our might, and it is a place that shelters every family member."

"This family was almost submerged several times in the new era, but it survived each time and has now reached a higher level. This is not the power of God, nor is it luck, but the result of our joint efforts. I hope that in the future, everyone can continue to work hard to protect the family and create a better life for our family members!"

"cheers!"

boom!
The clinking of glasses echoed through the hall, followed by a lively response.

Gumbling--

After finishing a bottle of wine, Karl's expression remained unchanged.

Max opened his mouth as if to speak, but stopped himself under the gaze of his younger brother Arsen.

Carl glanced at it.

"I'm not senile yet. I know my alcohol tolerance and my current physical condition, so don't worry about me."

Max rolled his eyes and turned his head away.

"How's business lately?" Carl asked, taking a bite of his steak.

"It went very smoothly. Our family's military strength has greatly increased. Those Mexicans are no match for us. Several drug trafficking groups have been broken up. For the sake of business, I also sent people over to Mexico to defeat several drug trafficking groups on Mexican soil. We have finally gained a foothold. Now our sugar and eggs can be exported directly to Mexico, with a very high profit margin."

Max replied.

Although his father has returned to the political arena, Max's right as heir has not disappeared; it has only been subject to some restrictions. He remains Carl's heir.

Carl nodded.

"Well done. These Mexicans won't know what it means to back down until they're really hurt."

At this moment, Karl glanced at Arsen again.

Arsène had always worked in the underground and clandestine world, but was later transferred to Louis to help him establish a base and coordinate personnel.

Since then, nothing has changed. Arsène Lupin is now in charge of the prison and some departments of Cano International in Orlando. Because of Louis's special circumstances, a large part of what Arsène Lupin does is shrouded in mystery.

So Karl just glanced at him and didn't ask any further questions.

However, there are still some things I need to ask.

"Arsène, where is little Louis?"

"I haven't seen him for a while."

(End of this chapter)