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Chapter 87 Black Hand Arbitration
Gunshots rang out, swords flashed, and the entire unfinished building was turned into a slaughterhouse.

Of the four top assassins, only Al was slightly weaker, but even he was overwhelmingly stronger than these ordinary mafia assassins.

Even Night Demon alone could wipe out all the killers in the building.

But Luca didn't want any complications; he wanted a quick victory, so he called over a few more people.

As Al killed, he reminded Luca, "I lost money at your casino, and now I'm here to help you kill! Next time we play cards, you're not allowed to let Matilda help you. We're going to have a one-on-one match. I won't stop until you give me back 30!"

Luca smiled and said, "No problem."

I'd love for you to cling to me, even if it's a snake, I don't mind, since I'm not afraid of snakes now.

With a pistol in one hand and a knife in the other, Ishii Oren made her way towards Luca, leaving a trail of blood as she helped him clear out the nearby assassins.

Around Night Demon, not a single head was intact; almost all of them had their heads blown off.

Lyon could not see anyone else, only a pile of corpses.

It was an absolutely overwhelming battle.

It was only then that Gotti realized that all the assassins he had placed nearby had silently disappeared without a trace.

When Gaudi saw Night Demon, he was completely dumbfounded. What the hell did this Russian killer come to?
Where the hell did the other three monsters come from?

Panic gripped him, and Gotti turned to run, a bullet piercing his back.

Plop!
Gotti lay sprawled on the ground, writhing in excruciating pain, and managed to speak with difficulty:
"Please, Pigeon, have mercy on me."

boom!
The bullet pierced through the back of his head.

Died the same way as the white tiger.

—The future godfather of the Gambino family has fallen prematurely.

Luca stepped forward, picked up the bag next to Gaudi, and looked at the corpse with a cold and calm gaze.

Together you killed 24 hitmen and a notorious drug lord. You defended the peace of New York.

[Gained 30 Skill Fragments]

[Event Skill Points x15]

[Muscle endurance +5%]

[Remaining Skill Fragments: 62]

Pauli looked at Gaudi's body on the ground, his expression filled with sorrow.

To be honest, he didn't expect it to end like this. The white tiger died, and Gaudi also lost his life.

“Poly,” Luca said with a smile, extending his hand. “It’s a pleasure doing business with you.”

Looking at Luca's smiling face, Pauli couldn't smile; he felt increasingly wary of Luca.

At the funeral that day, he and Luca reached a cooperation agreement—he would help Luca get the port, and Luca would be responsible for taking out Gotti, so that the death of the White Tiger would come to a "perfect" end, and no one would ever tell that story again.

After much deliberation, Poly finally agreed.

Only if Gaudi dies can the secret be kept forever.

As for Luca's story, Pauli sighed inwardly. He'd tell the story later; at least for now, he couldn't afford to fall out with Luca. Once he became the second-in-command and his power grew, the story would turn a new page.

Then we can deal with Luca slowly.
But now, we need to keep this dangerous kid calm!
Pauli grew increasingly wary. Luca was far too dangerous. Now he had gotten his hands on the port business and owned a club, and his business was growing bigger and bigger. The key thing was that he had a group of incredibly powerful assassins around him, and he also had such good relations with the authorities.

He had never seen a soldier-level Mafia member achieve such a level of accomplishment.
Pauli smiled, took Luca's hand, and reminded him, "Although you have this dirt and leverage, it won't be easy to completely control the port. The Gambino family won't sit idly by; they have many people in the port."

They could tolerate our family executing Gotti, but they wouldn't tolerate our interference in the port.

Luca frowned slightly. "Well, I'll think of something else later. The docks are indeed a bit troublesome, and Marigio can't be of much help with this."

“I can help you,” Paul said.

Luca looked slightly surprised. "Help me? You're not kidding, are you?"

“I have some friends in the dockworkers’ union,” Pauli said. “Luca, but you need to understand, I’m helping you because I see potential in you. You know what the situation is like in the family right now. You’re a smart man, and you should know what the wise choice is.”

Luca squinted. "You mean..."

"We can get rich together."

"Let's calm this kid down first," Paul said with a burning gaze. "Malgio knows nothing but drug trafficking. The White Tiger's jewelry business fell into his hands, and look what it's become now? Has he made a name for himself? He only knows how to do simple and brutal drug business and has no idea how to run a family business."

Luca, you're different. You're much smarter than Marigio. You know how to run a business and how to deal with officials.

Most importantly, you don't deal drugs! That's what I admire most about you!
I have many business opportunities. If you're interested, we can collaborate, including port-related businesses—I can help you with that! Let's grow and prosper together!

Luca looked excited. "Pauli...me."

"Isn't the situation clear now? With White Tiger dead, no one can compete with me for the position of second boss!"

Poly confidently declared, "I can guarantee that once I become the second-in-command, you will definitely have a place in Jiao Tou."

But the premise is that we must trust each other!

Luca, I need your friendship! I also believe we can become friends who trust each other.

This time, Luca remained silent for a long time.

Paul quietly watched the young man, observing his struggling yet determined eyes.
“Pauli, alright, I can cooperate with you.” Luca finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Poly smiled.

Luca further emphasized, "But I have one request. Marigio is my uncle and my godfather. I hope we can help him out. Is his business struggling right now? I hope he can live a stable life for the rest of his life."

This kid is quite loyal and righteous. Paul suddenly felt a little gratified. A loyal and righteous person is much better than a heartless one, and also easier to control.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Thank you, Poly."

The two hugged each other.

[Bond: Friends]

A look of relief appeared in Luca's eyes.

We've finally reached the level of being superficial friends.

[Black Hand Arbitration] Unlocked.

[-50 fragments]

[Skill added]

[Black Hand Arbitration: Your deterrent effect on family members of lower status is increased by 10%; your combat power is increased by 20% when executing family members who violate the rules.]

The group walked out of the unfinished building together. But before leaving, there was one more thing to do.

There were so many Mafia corpses inside, especially Gaudi, the "media darling," and Luca didn't want his death to make headlines.

Just disappear quietly.

"John, have you contacted the cleaner yet?"

“He’ll be there soon,” John nodded.

Shortly after, a small old man wearing a black top hat arrived at the scene with his men, along with a delivery truck.

[Character Card: Charlie]

Charlie: D

[Source: The John Wick series]

[Skill: None]

[Bond: Familiarity]

Charlie is a professional cleaner in New York City who works for the Continental Hotel's hitmen, handling corpses and cleaning up crime scenes. The bodies the hitmen kill vanish without a trace, leaving no clues at the crime scenes.

“Mr. Greco, Mr. Wick.”

Charlie took off his top hat, greeted the assassins in a friendly manner, and then ordered his men to go into the abandoned building to retrieve the bodies.

One after another, the packaged bodies were transported out and loaded into vehicles.

While waiting for the body to be collected, Pauli chatted with Luca: "Pigeon, do you have a good relationship with the FBI? How much money did they charge you to get the FBI to do things for you? And those policemen, ordinary policemen wouldn't dare to delve into Mafia cases."

"If they hadn't turned those assassins against their families, we might not have had the chance to execute Gaudi."

The police have always had an ambiguous attitude towards the Mafia, but the FBI is the one that truly harbors strong hostility towards them.

The FBI has been dedicated to dismantling the Mafia and has apprehended several major family bosses.

For example, they tried to plant undercover agents into the Mafia.

Paul could understand the police doing favors for Luca, since he had many corrupt cops he could get along with; but he just couldn't understand why the FBI was doing favors for Luca.

“I wasn’t there that night because of my Mafia connections,” Luca shrugged. “I cooperated honorably with the FBI to catch the killer and uphold peace in New York. Why wouldn’t the FBI give me that?”

Poly: "."

Paul warned, "You'd better be careful; the committee won't like you if you get too close to the FBI."

Luca: "Yes, I'll be careful."

Before long, all the bodies were loaded onto the truck.

Including Gaudi, there were a total of 25 bodies.

Luca pulled out a gleaming gold coin and handed it to Charlie.

Charlie counted them and found there were 26 in total, which was not right.

“Mr. Greco, you gave me an extra one.”

"I didn't give you any extra."

puff!

Luca drew the katana from Ishii Oren's hand, the blade flashing as it sliced ​​across Pauli's neck, splattering blood, before Luca slew it back into its sheath with a clang.

The elderly man with gray hair clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground. His wide eyes stared at Luca in disbelief, as if he wanted to say something, but his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Luca..."

Goodbye, Poly.

Luca stepped forward, squatted down beside him, and whispered, "Actually, there were two execution orders. One was for Gaudi, and the other was for you. The big boss has already heard that story."

A hint of relief flashed in Bao Li's eyes. So, during the funeral meeting that day, he was already considered a dead man by the big boss?
Luca continued, "The Marigio you look down on is now the most business-savvy and valued person in the eyes of the big boss, because the big boss can get 100 million from Marigio every week. Who else in the whole family can come up with that much money?"

Pauli looked at Luca with despair, his struggles growing weaker and weaker.

Luca concluded by saying, "Uncle Marigio was indeed not very smart, nor was he very good at business, so he was the most suitable boss for me. Rest in peace, Pauli. Marigio will attend your funeral as the second boss. I hope you will be honored."

In his final moments, Paulie's eyes revealed a hint of nostalgia and reluctance. His life had not been particularly eventful, but amidst its ups and downs, he had witnessed much of the Mafia's history.

Death by murder is the fate of most Mafia members, and Paulie was not surprised by this ending, but he did not expect it to come so quickly.

The young man before him made him feel powerless and sorrowful.

"Luca."

"The family will become what you want it to be."

Pauli loosened his grip on Luca's arm, and a trace of deep regret remained in his unseeing eyes.

The first person executed by the "Black Hand Arbitration" was the owner of the skill.

You executed a notorious mafia boss, and you preserved the peace of your family.

[Gain Skill Points +10]

[Gain Skill Fragment +5]

[Remaining Skill Fragments: 17]

The truck, laden with corpses, disappeared at the end of the road.

Luca stood in the wind at the crossroads, carrying a bag. The streetlights cast long shadows behind him, and the evening breeze lifted his clothes. Several assassins behind him left in different directions, parting ways again after a brief encounter.

Shortly after, a green Mitsubishi pulled up on the side of the road.

"Old Pigeon, I've come to pick you up!" Brian flashed his signature warm smile.

"Let's go back to the club."

"Such a big bag? Is it all money?"

"Yes."

"Old Pigeon, you're really amazing. You managed to make so much money in such a remote place."

The car drives away.

Only remote roads can be unobstructed. The heart of New York City is too crowded, and the towering buildings become tombstones in the night, which are the best proof of ownership.

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