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

Chapter 114 One general succeeds and thousands of bones wither
Only Luca and Persico remained on the rooftop.

Persico sat down in the chair, glancing at Luca playing with the pigeons beside him. His mind raced, calculating the terms he could offer and how much influence Luca currently held on the committee—was it Luca alone, the Lucchese family, or the Gambino family's shared interests with all the other families?

While he was thinking, Luca, who was holding a pigeon, spoke up, "Iaco has been arrested, and many of your faction's key members have also been arrested by the police. In the police station, they can drink tea for the time being without worrying about their lives, but they won't be able to participate in this civil war for the time being."

Persico got angry just thinking about it, his fingers unconsciously gripping the handrail. "I'd like to ask you, why didn't you let Iaco come with us before?"

"The police are already watching him."

Luca pulled out an Oreo and ate it. "Not only the police, but also the FBI, Gallo is also watching him. Gallo's attack today was also because of Iaco. Now many people in New York know that Iaco and Gallo are fighting a family feud. You've caused such a big commotion, with murders everywhere, making New York a mess."

There are even mercenaries involved! Get this straight, we're a gang, not terrorists. You should know the government's attitude towards both.

Think about why Colombo died; we need to reduce our focus on that.

At this point, your family needs to provide an outlet for the authorities' anger so that once you take power, the Colombo family can be free from frequent harassment from the authorities.

"Yako is a very suitable candidate, isn't he?"

Luca's few casual words weighed heavily on Persico's heart. The official outlet for his anger had been found, but his own faction had suffered too much damage.

"Then why didn't Gallo take the police's gunshots?"

"Gallo? He'll die. Is that reason enough?"

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Persico took a deep breath, his utter helplessness turning into a sigh, "Did you know from the beginning that I was the one behind Iaco?"

Luca laughed. "Of course I know. I also know that you'll be a big boss for the next ten or twenty years."

In the original storyline, Persico won the Civil War, eventually rose to power, and gained the support of the committee. He was appointed as the head of the family and ruled the family for more than ten or twenty years, even in his later years while still in prison, remotely controlling the family.

This man was involved in almost every civil war within the Colombo family throughout his life; he was involved in them all.

"That doesn't matter anymore."

Luca shook his head and said, “The important thing is what will happen next. You will have the support of the committee and be appointed as the new big boss of the Colombo family. Those who dare to hinder you or oppose you, whether they are neutral factions or Gallo factions, all obstacles will be cleared away by me and the committee.”

For example, Gallo, the committee will soon issue a formal execution order against him; if he dares to show his face, death will be his only fate.

And you will finally ascend the throne you've always dreamed of.

Luca stared into Persico's eyes. "And all of this is contingent on you fulfilling our treaty."

He used "we" instead of "I," and upon hearing this, Persico's eyelids drooped, and he lowered his eyes, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

The conditions were simple: after taking power, he would have to relinquish a portion of Colombo's industries, including labor unions, construction contractors, drugs, casinos, loan sharks, tobacco and jewelry smuggling, and even the clothing factory that had been attacked previously.

For example, in the construction industry, the Colombo family and the Lucchese family used to have a deep collaboration, but this time the condition is that the collaboration will become the Lucchese family's "exclusivity".

For example, in terms of labor unions, Colombo has a partnership with the Gambino family, and this will eventually be taken over by the Gambino family.

Apart from the Bonano family, who didn't get much of a share, the other three families openly opened their bloodthirsty mouths.

Taking advantage of the chaos to profit from the war.
Persico then realized with despair that he had absolutely no room for negotiation. At least back at the garment factory, if he hadn't agreed, he might already be sitting in the police station.

Suddenly, Persico's gaze toward Luca revealed a hint of fear. It was as if an invisible rope was binding his hands and leading him by the hand.

Is this young man, barely in his early twenties, pulling the rope or is he the one holding it?

"Luca, Gambino made you do this, didn't he?"

Persico gave a bitter laugh. "I even suspect that Gallo attacked me tonight because you guys leaked information to him! That idiot Iaco was running around asking Gambino for help. Hahaha, and Gambino betrayed us!"

"No one betrayed you."

Luca ate another Oreo. "The one who wants you dead the most is Gallo. Why don't you just ask him how he found out about you? Believe me, he'll never say my name or Gambino's name out loud. He'll just keep cursing us in his heart."

Luca's words were a mix of truth and falsehood. Having just experienced a major battle, Persico was already exhausted. His chaotic mind tried to interpret Luca's words with the worst possible malice and judge Luca's motives with the most malicious thoughts. But his mind became increasingly confused.

He rubbed his temples, still unable to figure out Luca's true purpose, and in his confusion, he found Luca's words somewhat credible.

At least Luca saved him and is going to support him, even though he has put forward some ridiculous and harsh conditions.

At this point, Luca said again, "Persico, one general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand. If you want to rise to power, you have to pay the price. As long as you agree to us, the civil war can be declared over in name, and then it will be Gallo's death countdown."

Otherwise, could you possibly stand against Gallo now? He would devour you without mercy. Think about it, the throne is so close; you could reach out and touch it right now.

Persico lowered his hand from his head.

A cooing sound came from above. He looked at the flock of pigeons circling above Luca's head and chuckled. "Pigeons, were you really a pigeon in your past life?"

Luca beckoned, and a pigeon flew down and landed on his arm. "Want to raise pigeons? I can teach you; they will bring peace to your family."

peace
Persico stood up and looked further into the distance at the Brooklyn Bridge, where the skyscrapers resembled tombstones in the night.
The throne was within reach.

He extended his hand. "Pigeon, Gambino was right to have you as the referee. You won. I agree to your terms. Let's keep the peace." Luca smiled and shook his hand. "Let's keep the peace."

You have initially resolved the civil war within the Colombo family, marking a turning point in the conflict. A new king is about to ascend the throne, and the rebels will be executed. You have safeguarded the peace of the Colombo family.

[Gain 10 skill points]

[Gained 5 skill fragments]

[Remaining Skill Fragments: 104]

Outside the garment factory.

Denham finally met the foreign aid that the FBI had brought in.

After getting acquainted, Denham asked curiously, "I heard you successfully infiltrated the organization? And even gained Luca the Pigeon's trust? Impressive! No wonder you're Omega's top agent."

Harry smiled modestly: "You guys are also very capable. The FBI deserves the most credit for catching Yako this time, thanks to your intelligence support."

"My intelligence was all provided secretly by Pigeon," Denham thought strangely. "Did you get any intelligence from Pigeon? Or did you get any evidence of his crimes?"

Harry: "."

Can we please stop talking about these things? We didn't get any intelligence, but we ended up being labeled as peace envoys.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, Harry chuckled dryly. "Progress is alright, but I need to get to know him better. Pigeon is a cautious guy and won't easily reveal confidential information."

Denham probably has a pretty good idea.

Ha, it seems even Omega's agents can't handle the old pigeon.

"Let's work together from now on. There's another one, Gallo, waiting for us."

Denham grasped Harry's hand, thinking he should remind the old man that Harry was such a large spy.
On the other side, McLean lay on a stretcher, with David standing beside him comforting him, "It's nothing, just superficial wounds. A little medicine will do the trick. Dude, you were blown up by a car and only got superficial wounds? You're such a jinx!"

McLean said quietly, "That's because I dodged fast. David, next time you'll have to come with me."

David forced a dry smile: "Have you ever seen a sheriff charge ahead?"

McLean was so angry that his teeth ached.

With such a huge achievement this time, I deserve a promotion and a raise!

"Let's finish this quickly," McLean sighed. "Afterwards, let's go to Old Pigeon's club for drinks."

David laughed and said, "Sure, let's drink until we drop."

Baoli Street.

Before leaving, the mechanics met with Luca.

“Thank you for your help, Mr. Greco,” Arthur Bishaw said with a cool demeanor.

Luca blurted out with a smile, "Bishaw, I know your mentor, Henry. You're one of his men, I won't stand by and watch you die."

In the original storyline, the bald assassin had a very close relationship with an elderly, disabled assassin mentor. However, due to the conspiracy and deception of his superiors, Arthur accidentally killed his mentor, which became a scar in Arthur's heart. Later, he massacred the group's top executives to avenge himself.

Arthur is still working for the group, which means this hasn't happened yet.

Luca, of course, didn't know Hanry, but that didn't stop him from bringing him up to build a closer relationship.

Upon hearing his mentor's name, Arthur's cold face turned visibly surprised. "I've never heard him mention you before."

He remained skeptical, but Luca mentioned his mentor's name and knew about his relationship with Hanry, seemingly quite knowledgeable.
"That was many years ago. We met during an assassination mission. We only met once. At the time, I was just an unknown assassin. He helped me with a small favor. Maybe he has forgotten about that incident and forgotten about me, but I have always kept it in my heart."

Luca, munching on an Oreo, continued his charade, "He didn't come this time? That's such a shame, I wanted to thank him in person."

Arthur seemed to be deep in thought. His mentor had been in the assassin world for decades and had encountered all sorts of people. Luca's attitude instilled a sense of trust in Arthur out of nowhere, especially since the other party had indeed helped him tonight.

With his guard down, Arthur smiled coolly. "If Henry knew he had a friend in New York who cared about him, he might jump out of his wheelchair in excitement."

"He mentored a good student."

Luca pulled out a club business card from his pocket. "Come visit my club sometime; perhaps we can collaborate."

SSR Club. Arthur accepted the business card and joked, "I'm a nightclub regular, so I hope your club can give me some good experiences."

"I swear you'll love it there."

The two shook hands.

[Bond: Follow]

(End of this chapter)