American variety show: The Godfather, the Peace Ambassador, what the heck?

Chapter 105 Dog Training Master
Joe Gallo has two brothers, and he accompanied Gallo in the Profács family civil war several years ago.

The person in the art gallery is Gallo's brother, Albert Gallo.

Albert helps Joe Gallo manage the family's armed forces and assassin team, and this time it's going to be a tough battle.

However, it's not a big problem. Those small fry can't stop the Peace Ambassador's rare card team.

And now there's an extra zero.

Before that, a plan needs to be devised to take down Ebert. The art museum has a large staff and strong security.

Should we launch a full-scale attack? Or a surprise attack or assassination? Let's find out the situation first.

Luca and his group, carrying the injured El, returned to the club first.

This was Zero's first time here, and she curiously observed her surroundings.

"Ms. Ishii, will I have a chance to meet Mr. Hattori after we return to Japan?"

Zero, who appears aloof but is actually quite talkative, kept thinking about Hattori Hanzo's precious weapon the whole way. "I heard that Mr. Hattori has retired from the underworld and vowed never to forge weapons to kill again. At that time, all the assassins in the underworld felt extremely regretful. For assassins to lose Mr. Hattori's sword was like the West losing Jerusalem."

Ishii Goren: "."

Luca almost lost his composure too.

Getting Hattori Hanzo's sword is simple: just help him kill Bill, that traitor. In the original story, Black Mamba used this reason to persuade Hattori Hanzo to forge another sword and give it to Black Mamba to eliminate Bill.

Luca said with a smile, "I've heard about Mr. Hattori's sword, and I know why he sheathes it. I know how to get Mr. Hattori to help me."

Upon hearing this, both Ishii Oren and Zero cast surprised glances at them.

Even we Japanese don't know, how do you Italians know?
Ishii Oren asked curiously, "Pigeon, do you know Mr. Hattori?"

Luca blurted out, "I had the pleasure of meeting you when I was on a mission in Japan before."

Zero's bald head seemed to shine a little brighter as he excitedly exclaimed, "Mr. Greco! Please, you must persuade Mr. Hattori to come out of retirement! If you can do this, I will be eternally grateful and would gladly die for you!"

Ishii Oren's expression was also full of anticipation.

Luca kept everyone in suspense: "Let's talk about it when I go to Japan."

Ishii Oren smiled and nodded: "Welcome to Japan. Let me host you when you come."

"You've helped me so much in New York. When you go back to Japan, no matter what trouble you encounter, if you need my help, I'll come to you no matter how far away you are."

"Thank you."

Ishii Oren gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, a look of excitement flashing in her eyes.

With the help of pigeons, I might have a better chance of reclaiming everything my family has lost.

She had previously considered relying on the Deadly Viper organization and Bill's power, but now, it seems there are better options.

Then the group began to formulate a plan. Luca considered having Leon carry out the assassination, as he had more experience in this area. Just then, King called.

“Pigeon, Albert is dead, right when you left Bowery Street.”

At a manor house in New Jersey.

Santino stood by the window, listening to his subordinates report the news behind him.

Ares is dead.

Santino, remaining relatively calm, instructed, "Bring more people from the family."

Santino's bodyguards were all killed, leaving him feeling completely unsafe.

That bastard, the butcher!

A hint of apprehension flashed in Santino's eyes. That guy was not only a ruler, but also a powerful assassin.

They can't win in a fight, and they won't gain much advantage by fighting for power.

I hate troublesome characters like this the most.

After his men left, Santino went into the lobby, looked at Joe Gallo sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, and said coldly, "Now even the Butcher has joined in. Gallo, you certainly have a lot of enemies in New York."

"Butcher?"

Gallo frowned, feeling a surge of annoyance. He had taken down Prote the Butcher and solved the union's problem, but now that he had gotten himself into trouble, that guy was turning his back on him?!
Despicable, shameless, and just as treacherous as that bastard Gambino!
Gallo grew increasingly angry and exhaled a heavy puff of smoke.

It was agreed that Gambino would support him in taking power, but after he killed Colombo, the old man immediately pretended to be stupid and watched the show from the sidelines, and none of the promised support came.

Otherwise, why would I be in such big trouble now? And why would I need to ask Camorra for help?
If Gambino had kept all his promises, the Colombo family civil war would have ended long ago, and the situation would never have escalated to what it is today.

Only now did Gallo belatedly realize that he seemed to have been used by Gambino.

He even felt that the butcher had taken advantage of him.
"Santino!" Gallo's eyes hardened. "I'm going to kill Gambino and the Butcher, and you have to help me with that!"

Santino's eyes widened in surprise.

Fuck, you're insane! Killing the Butcher is one thing, but killing Gambino?

That old fellow wasn't going to live much longer anyway, so why bother doing something so unnecessary at this time?

Killing Gambino would cause a huge uproar. The death of a committee chairman would undoubtedly escalate the situation to an extremely serious level.

Santino was unsure if he could handle this chaotic situation.

Another question is, is Gambino so easy to kill?

Just then, Joe Gallo received a phone call: "Gallo, your brother is dead."

The story goes back to not long ago.

Brooklyn, art museum. Albert Gallo sits in his upstairs office, handling family matters. His younger brother, Joe Gallo, can hide away, but someone has to be in charge in New York, or they'll have to watch helplessly as the Colombo faction devours everything the family owns.

Even if we kill Ako then, it will be meaningless.

After making several phone calls, Albert got up to go to the bathroom, and just then, the ceiling was quietly lifted off.

He revealed a bright, bald head.

A high, straight nose, deep-set eyes, and a calm, indifferent expression.

The bald man landed silently on the ground, like a nimble cat.

He took out the poison he had prepared beforehand, put it into Albert's coffee cup, and after doing all this, the bald man quickly disappeared back into the ceiling.

When carrying out assassination missions, he never liked to cause too much of a commotion unless absolutely necessary, preferring to create an accidental death.

But this target is a bit tricky. There are too many guards around, making it difficult to approach through normal means, and many methods are not applicable.

Then let's just poison them directly.

Shortly after, Albert returned to his room. An eye in the ceiling watched Albert drink his coffee, then vanished without a trace the next second.

A moment later, a stylishly dressed man with an artistic flair appeared in the art gallery. He was wearing sunglasses and looked like a tourist visiting the place.

They passed through the heavy security without a trace, silently blended into the crowd, and disappeared without a trace.

Some time later, Albert's men found their boss dead in his office.

Luca was quite surprised to receive the news.

How come the target has already failed before I've even made a move?
Over the phone, Jin explained, "I don't know the specifics, but the person is dead. It must have been done by some assassin. There are quite a few people in the Gallo faction with bounties on their hands, and many assassins are keeping an eye on them."

Luca looked like he was in a pain.

Even if we kill, can't we at least get some information out of Gallo first?

Then Marigio called.

The person who died this time was Gallo's older brother, who held a relatively high position in Gallo's faction. With Albert's death, the power of Gallo's faction has been greatly weakened.

"Luca! Albert is dead!" Marigio's voice was quite agitated. "Iaco is quite something, managing to find such a formidable assassin."

Luca asked, puzzled, "Were they assassins hired by Iaco?"

“That’s right, Yaco has communicated with us,” Maligio said. “He’s a mechanic from Global Engineering Group. Those professional killers are very capable. As long as the money is right, they can kill anyone and make it look like an accident.”

Luca: "."

Global Engineering Group?

He had heard of this assassin organization; it was a group-operated assassin organization that disguised itself as a legitimate corporation, but was in reality an assassin center.

The assassin in that story also had a unique nickname: the Mechanic.

Luca remembered that there should be a rare card in there, maybe even an SSR.

I wonder if the person who came to New York this time was that mechanic?

If you can't guess, then just meet them.

"Marigio, could you help me make an appointment with that mechanic?"

"How do we arrange this? The order is placed with Global Engineering Group, and they won't reveal who the assassin is."

Luca was also a little helpless; if he couldn't see her, so be it.

Perhaps what arrived wasn't that rare card.

The following day, at the club bar.

At the front desk, William was greeting customers, but his gaze kept glancing towards a corner of the lobby reception area. There sat a Black man with a dog beside him.

The black man was holding a notebook containing information about various High Table factions, such as the Italian Camorra, the Mexican Cartel, the Russian Brotherhood, and of course, the American Mafia.

He flipped through the information while looking around at the passing guests until William walked up to him.

"Sir, our club..."

"Can't we bring dogs in either?" the Black man asked first. "You city folks have so many rules. This is my emotional support animal."

William hesitated for a moment: "Sir, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask what service you need? You've been sitting here for quite a while, do you need any help?"

"unnecessary."

The black man looked at Luca, who was walking in through the front door. "I just want to see your boss. I have a business deal to discuss with him."

As he looked over, Luca, who was particularly sensitive to dogs, also noticed this side.

[Rare Card Discovered: Anonymous]

Anonymous: A

[Source: The John Wick series]

[Skills: Dog Training Master; Long-Distance Tracking]

[Bond: Strangers]

Luca looked surprised. He hadn't gotten the mechanic, but this dog-owning guy instead?

Is this greedy black man here to ask me for a bounty?

(End of this chapter)