While in America, the system says Roosevelt was an emperor.

Chapter 30: The Final Battle to the Death!

Connie led the members of various gangs away to register at the Finance Bureau.

Inside the Corleone family stronghold, Godfather Vito sat alone in the "prayer room," his expression complex.

On the one hand, Vito was glad that Tom was a real big, thick leg, but on the other hand, he was also sorry that Tom could not be his son-in-law.

The leaders of other gangs didn't have so many thoughts; they only knew that they had caught a favorable wind.

Within the anti-tourism gangs and the Razor Party, each had its own misfortunes.

After hearing about Tom's "powerful connections," the bald man's hopes were dashed.

The local official is more powerful than the county magistrate.

You're talking about senators, the bald guy has no real influence, but the finance bureau chief, the bald guy is terrifying.

The bald man found the Kovic brothers overnight and led the entire Bald Gang to surrender. The bald man was demoted from gang leader to a minor leader.

As for the issue of territory allocation, the original bald gang's territory is still managed by Big Bald, while the entire northern constituency has been rapidly absorbed by the Kovic family.

On the Razor Party side, the meeting room was in complete chaos!

A number of underlings surrounded Tim, arguing fiercely.

The number one underling said angrily:

"What kind of bullshit finance bureau chief does he have? How many guns could he possibly have?"

"If we send a dozen gunmen to raid her house in the dark, do you think she, a woman, can stop us?"

The second-in-command was also furious, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Or we could plant explosives in his car, and detonate them as soon as that tax collector gets in!"

"Whether it's the bureau chief or some kind of tax collector, one bomb will make everyone equal."

The first two underlings' ideas were already quite audacious, but the third underling went even further, saying viciously:

"There was no one at the Finance Bureau at night, so I took some men and planted explosives there."

"When they come to work the next day, I'll blow up all the corrupt officials!"

"Every single person working in the government should be blown up, that's the right thing to do."

Aside from those three, the other underlings all shared similar opinions: they all wanted to kill Tom.

Of the dozen or so minor leaders present, not one wanted to negotiate peace, let alone surrender.

The members of the Razorfen Downs were mostly Irish immigrants, and the most prominent characteristic of Irish immigrants is their hatred of all governments.

During the Irish Famine, the Irish government actively cooperated with the English government, profiting from the disaster.

Then, after Ireland gained independence, the Irish government shifted the blame for the Irish famine onto the English government.

The government can fabricate propaganda, but the memories of those who experienced it firsthand cannot be faked.

Every Irish family remembers how Irish officials oppressed them.

Over time, the lower classes of Irish people developed extreme hatred towards the government.

The Irish immigrants' attitude towards American officials was also extreme, reflecting the principle of "love me, love my dog" and "hate me, love my dog."

All the underlings turned to look at Tim, wanting to hear his opinion.

Tim kept his head down, deep in thought, wondering whether he should shoot, shoot, or take a layup.

Tim was also an Irish immigrant, but unlike his underlings, he had another identity—an English government spy.

Tim has intelligence within the spy network and understands the value of Tom's safe house girl—Dinnie.

That's a senator's niece, and a senator from Roosevelt's inner circle at that.

If, during the assassination of Tom, a few strands of Denise's hair were accidentally shaved off, the Peelers would be wiped off the face of the earth.

Tim's boss also had an inside source in the finance department, and knew about Tom and Denise's relationship last night. He immediately gave Tim a strict order:

He went to beg Tom to forgive Tim, led the Razor Shields to unconditionally submit to Tom, and went undercover to gather intelligence from Tom's side.

If Tom disagrees, immediately take the intelligence and leave; do not cling to power and status.

If Tim insists on fighting Tom head-on, he must avoid Dani.

When Denise had an accident, even Churchill's intervention couldn't save the Razorfen Downs.

Tim understood his boss's reasoning, but he couldn't bear to part with the New York Razor Snapper.

On the one hand, he couldn't bear to part with his brothers, and on the other hand, he couldn't bear to part with his power.

He could walk, he could run back to the British Isles, and use his espionage experience to get an ordinary clerical job to live out his remaining years.

But is this the kind of life Tim wants?

Tim looked at the group of fellow countrymen around him, gestured with his hands to signal them to be quiet, then stood up and said:

"Brothers, do you remember our days in Ireland?"

"Burton, do you remember when we were kids, we used to steal eggs from the landlord's house together?"

"Patrick, you little pig, I still remember where your 'little pig' nickname came from."

"Your mother is sick, and to make her something nourishing, we went together to the tax collector's house and stole a piglet."

"That was the first time we ate pork, it smelled so good."

"Do you remember the tax collector's pigsty? Those pigs were big and fat, and they ate potatoes that were better than what we ate."

"I still remember those potatoes; they were big and round."

The minor leaders present were mostly Tim's childhood friends, having grown up together in Ireland.

Listening to Tim's words, everyone was lost in memories.

Tim continued:

"Back then, we dug potatoes in the fields every day. At the end of the year, the good potatoes were all taken away by the tax collectors, leaving us with a bunch of rotten potatoes to eat."

"York, do you remember your sister? Because there was no food at home, she picked up a rotten potato to eat, and then she had a fever for four days straight, which turned her into a mentally challenged person."

"Then the tax collectors and the landlord's family tricked your sister out and played her to death, then threw her into the potato field as fertilizer."

"Do you remember what the police said? They said your sister died of natural causes."

"Hahaha! He didn't even have a decent set of clothes, and he died naturally in the potato field covered in wounds?"

"These are the officials and bureaucrats of Ireland!"

"After that, a dozen or so of us got together, killed the landlords and tax collectors, and ran away to New York to form the Razor Shields."

Tim's words silenced the low-level leaders present, but it wasn't just a silence; it was a silence of impending fury!

Tim, seeing that the time was right, roared:

"If the Irish officials couldn't do anything to us back then, what about the American officials?"

"He's just a tax collector, not even strictly speaking an official! What's wrong with killing him!"

"Gather intelligence, prepare explosives, assemble the gunmen!"

"Fuck him!"

The group of underlings echoed:

"Let's fight! Let's take down the tax collector!"

"You damned officials, die!"

"We all grew up in potato fields, how could we possibly be ashamed of ourselves!"

If Tom isn't eliminated, the Razor Snapper gang will definitely withdraw from New York. If Tom is eliminated, as long as Dani isn't harmed, the Razor Snapper gang can still retain a glimmer of hope in New York.

Even if it really hurts Dani, we can just die together.

Let's take a gamble and fight for a chance to survive!

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