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Chapter 115 A Bunch of Useless Trash

The next day.

Long Island, New York.

In the villa's courtyard, Luca sat next to Gambino, chatting with the old man about the current progress and the compromise with the Persico faction.

After listening, Gambino thought for a long time. "Luca, your performance has exceeded my expectations. Everyone wanted to take advantage of the Colombo family's weakness and pluck a piece of flesh from them, but you pulled out the bone directly."

He stared at Luca with a half-smile. "Neither Persico nor Galloco are the kind of people who can be easily persuaded."

As Luca sipped his tea, he said, "Persico suffered heavy losses in last night's attack and has lost all hope of victory. He has no choice but to join us now."

“Gallo went too far last night,” Gambino shook his head. “He shouldn’t have involved mercenaries in this civil war.”

Luca frowned as well: "Where did that mercenary group come from? How did Gallo find these guys?"

Gambino tapped his fingers on the armrest and glanced at Luca. "Those mercenaries have infiltrated New York State from Canada, and we still don't know their purpose. Gallo has crossed the line. Does he want to turn New York into a battlefield in the Middle East?"

Looking back now, Luca also thinks Gallo has gone too far, getting more and more outrageous. This time it was mercenaries, but next time he's thinking of sending a missile to bomb New York?

Gangster and terrorist—these are two different identities.

Gallo's actions have crossed the committee's line.

Gambino didn't dwell too much on the mercenary topic, and praised Luca, "You did a good job with Persico. Since he's willing to cooperate, the committee is also willing to give him face. I'll handle the appointment and execution order from now on. Luca, you go and deal with Gallo. Get him out of here as soon as possible. I want to have a quiet Christmas."

Luca smiled. "Gallo's death anniversary will be earlier than Jesus' birth anniversary."

Gambino smiled and said, "Luca, you are indeed very good at handling these disputes. I believe you will become a qualified referee. In the future, not only in New York, but also in the entire American Mafia, peace will need your help to defend."

Luca was also looking forward to it; perhaps it was time to go out for a stroll, as there were many other rare cards in other places.

As Luca was leaving the villa, he met a member of the Gambino family at the door—Paul Castellano, the future head of the Gambino family.

Luca had seen the other person once at the hospital that day.

This guy is Gambino's relative by marriage and cousin. On the surface, the second boss of the Gambino family is a "gangster" named Delacroix, but in reality, many people know that Gambino values ​​Paul more as his "cash cow," and many people directly regard Paul as Gambino's acting boss.

Luca and Paulo greeted each other at the door and passed each other. Paulo went into the yard and came to Gambino's side.

Gambino said calmly, "There's something fishy about what happened last night. Gallo acted too decisively, the officials arrived too timely, and Iaco surrendered too weakly. It was like a carefully choreographed stage play. Everything was arranged, yet it happened so naturally."

Paul paused for a moment, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

Gambino: "There was a director who orchestrated all of this. Go check it out, including Luca."

Paul was even more surprised: "You mean, all of this was Luca's plan?"

Gambino paused for a moment. He just felt that there were too many coincidences, and that someone was obviously up to something, but he wasn't sure if it was Luca.

If it's Luca, then this kid is scheming way too much.

“I’m not sure if Luca is the director or just a last-minute actor,” Gambino waved his hand. “Go check it out. There are probably other problems within the Colombo family.”

12 month 10 number.

The committee formally issued the execution order against Joe Gallo and simultaneously publicly appointed Persico as the new head of the Colombo family.

Behind this lies a series of insider trading deals that are invisible to the average person.

The Luches family's construction business expanded further, and other families also benefited to varying degrees.

On the surface, everything seems to have settled down. The new boss has taken over, and Joe Gallo, the executed rebel leader, seems unlikely to cause any more trouble.

"Persico? The committee actually chose this spineless coward as their boss?!"

Inside his New Jersey estate, Joe Gallo jumped up from the sofa and yelled incredulously into his phone.

Scarpa's voice came through the phone: "Iaco has been arrested, Persico has taken over, and some say Persico is the real faction leader, and Iaco is just his puppet." Gallo plopped back into his chair, his eyes growing increasingly crazed. "Even if he is the real Colombo faction leader, what makes him worthy of the committee's support? This is our family's internal affair, the civil war isn't over yet! I don't agree! The committee can't interfere!"

"The committee has officially appointed him, and he has the support of all the other families."

"No! Don't even think about it!"

Gallo's roar sent shivers down Scarpa's spine: "I took down Colombo to make room for the boss! The big boss is mine, and nobody can take him away!"

At that moment, Gallo felt as if history was repeating itself.

The last Profasi family civil war ended in a similar way. Joe Gallo conquered the country, but Colombo got the support of the committee, which not only sent Gallo to prison but also brazenly took the position of the big boss and changed the family name!
That should have been called the "Gallo Family"!
This time, it's the same ending again. Does that guy Persico want to change it to "Persico Family"?

Gallo was not satisfied!
Why is it always like this?!

With his fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged, Gallo gritted his teeth and asked, "Did Persico promise the committee something? It must have been that old geezer Gambino who orchestrated this!"

Scarpa said helplessly, "The family has lost some assets."

With just one sentence, Gallo understood, and then burst into a piercing, mournful laugh: "Hahaha! That piece of trash Persico actually chose to betray his family to gain the committee's support! Trash! Spineless! Just like Colombo back then! Both of them are spineless cowards!"
Like a damn dog, all they do is wag their tails and beg for handouts! It's just the title of boss; whoever wins the civil war gets it. Why bother going after those cowards on the committee? Only by holding power and capital in our own hands can we truly have the leverage to negotiate with the committee!
"That idiot Persico betrayed the family to become the boss! That old bastard Gambino will devour the family clean, and the Colombo family will be reduced to vassals of other families! Does he want all his brothers to be ashamed of themselves?"

Hearing Gallo's roar, Scarpa broke out in a cold sweat.

The one who betrays the family is the real coward who betrays the family.

Boss, whichever of you becomes the boss, you'll all end up getting killed by the authorities.
Thinking of this, Scarpa couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

A large family has been half-eaten, and then faces a devastating blow from the authorities. In the end, what will be left of this family?
What caused the family to fall into this state?
Scarpa sighed on the phone. It seemed that it all started with that shot at the mass rally. Or perhaps it started sometime earlier, maybe when Gallo first started the civil war, or maybe when Colombo mocked Gallo after his release from prison. After that, everything was clearly arranged by the director of fate.

"Why are you sighing? Cheer up!"

Gallo roared at Scarpa, "I can take it back! We can rebuild the family! I could take down Colombo back then, and I can take down Persico now! I'll even overthrow the committee!"

Bang bang bang!
Gallo picked up a hunting rifle, went to the balcony, and fired several shots into the deserted forest.

Santino was no longer by his side. The Camorra organization refused to provide any more funding or weapons support, and seeing that Gallo, this madman, was doomed, Santino wisely chose to cut his losses.

From the moment Gallo assassinated Gambino, Santino felt that this guy was truly insane. He would kill anyone he didn't like, or anyone he was in a bad mood. Anyone who got in his way was going to be killed. His mental state was clearly problematic—a lump of mud that couldn't be plastered on a wall.

"If I just kill those people! I'll wipe them all out, until they're terrified, I can get everything I've lost back!"

"I still have black gangs, and I still have the support of East German mercenaries!"

After hanging up the phone, Gallo threw away his gun and then dialed the East German mercenary leader's number, indicating that he still needed military support.

Damn it, let's destroy New York!
However, he was met with a torrent of curses: "I lost over forty brothers! Bastards! What the hell did you send them to attack, an American military base? They're all dead, not a single one came out alive! You worthless bastards, sending my brothers to their deaths, you don't care about my brothers' lives at all! Joe Gallo, you're fucking dead, don't let me catch you!"

Snapped!
The phone hangs up.

Joe Gallo was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell is it to me! How the hell should I know? It's just a small, run-down clothing factory, who knows how we couldn't take it! It's clearly because you bunch of stupid mercenaries are too weak!
"Useless! A bunch of treacherous good-for-nothings!"

Joe Gallo held his phone high, as if he wanted to smash it. He ultimately restrained himself and dialed Scarpa's number again.

"Scarpa! Get your ass over here! We're taking back New York!!"

Scarpa agreed to the call, but he was inwardly panicked.

Boss, my phone's been tapped by the authorities. We can't get back to New York; the authorities are coming after us.
Naturally, Luca soon received the news from Denham.

Denham: "We have located Gallo."

Luca smiled with satisfaction: "Go ahead and bring Gallo to me."

(End of this chapter)