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

Nemania was pinned to the table, and after resisting for only a few seconds, he went completely limp, his pupils dilating rapidly.

At Luca's beckoning, several more of his underlings came to help.

Disarm Nemania and drag it away like a dead pig.

Nemania looked at Tom, fragments of memories flashing through her mind.

The death of his brother, Tom's marksmanship, the hopelessness of revenge...

Nemania has gone mad.

Nemania kicked his legs wildly and shouted:

"Hahaha!"

"Tom, you're a devil! You're not human!"

"I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

"All of you who cooperate with the devil will also fall into hell!"

"Hahaha!"

"Nikola..."

"Little brother, I've come to find you..."

Hehehe~

In the end, Nemania was dragged out of the restaurant.

The restaurant manager, however, seemed unfazed, directing staff to replace the glass, clean, and serve Tom his food.

Tom had warned that there might be some bumps and knocks when he received the $10,000.

Furthermore, since no one died, it was as if no conflict had occurred to Americans, and the police didn't even bother to report it.

Tom sat at the main table, casually eating his French food and occasionally commenting on the taste.

Seeing that Tom's appearance had gradually returned to normal, the others began to eat.

But an irresistible thought began to surface in everyone's mind:

Is Tom the legendary "angel" or "reincarnation of a god"?

In the eyes of Christians, Tom is an angel incarnate;

In Mr. Lai's mind, Tom was a god reincarnated.

Tom's behavior is simply inexplicable by science!

The bullet knocking the grenade away was already beyond the realm of common sense, but Tom's subsequent actions were even more astonishing.

His calm and composed demeanor made it seem as if what had just happened was as casual as wiping his hands.

At the end of lunch, Tom pulled out a contract and tossed it to bald Henry.

Tom wiped his mouth and said:

"When will you sign your name in the northern constituencies that have been cleared?"

"By the way, if this attracts the attention of reporters again, you shouldn't sign it."

"To avoid wasting paper."

Without hesitation, bald Henry wrote down his name and then confidently declared:

"Lord Tom has already cleared away the biggest obstacle for me."

"If I still fail, I am unworthy to serve as Lord Tom's subordinate. Please, Lord Tom, do with me as you see fit!"

Tom ignored Henry's pledge of loyalty, went out, and drove away.

A man's words, especially his sweet talk in bed, are not to be trusted.

Tom firmly believed that what he used to tame his men was always the enormous profits that he could not refuse.

If one day Tom is unable to offer enough benefits, he won't mind his subordinates leaving.

But there's a premise: a clean break is acceptable, but betrayal is not.

Otherwise, Tom would let the traitor know why the flowers are so red, why the sun is so bright, and why you are so miserable.

Tom had important business to attend to in the afternoon—to visit Vanderbilt Real Estate & Engineering Company to learn about the sourcing channels for metals.

If Tom can't secure war supplies, how can he trick the Germans into sending him money? Sending people? Sending supplies?

After Tom left first, the representatives of the major powers also took their cars back to their respective territories.

On the way, in the Corleone family's car, Sonny, somewhat curious, asked Godfather Vito:

"Father, Tom's marksmanship is so good, why didn't he just kill Nemania?"

"Didn't he just kill over fifty people all by himself a few days ago?"

Godfather Vito looked at Sonny and asked in return:

"Sonny, what do you think is the difference between Nemania and the Razor Shield members?"

Sonny didn't understand, and answered directly:

"Same, they're both the Mafia."

Vito the Godfather shook his head and said:

You're wrong.

"The Razor Gang is indeed part of the Mafia."

"But Nemanja is just an ordinary American 'citizen'."

Sonny's eyes widened as Vito continued to explain:

"The Razor Shield members openly kidnapped key government officials."

"They are thugs, they are criminals, and it doesn't matter if we kill them in broad daylight."

"But Nemanja is different; he didn't commit crimes publicly."

"Tom will definitely become a politician in the future, and killing Nemania in public will cause him a lot of trouble."

"Otherwise, why do you think Tom didn't just sweep through the northern constituencies and take the huge risk of inviting Nemania to dinner?"

Sonny seemed to understand, but not quite. He nodded and murmured:

"Politicians?"

Godfather Vito looked at Sonny and said:

"Sonny, do you even know what a politician is?"

"And do you know why I insisted on making your third brother, Mike, a politician?"

Sonny shook his head, and Godfather Vito continued:

"Politicians are a very contradictory profession."

"If they sign their name, thousands of their own people will die a violent death as a result."

"But as long as it is in his own interest, he will sign it without hesitation."

Sonny was somewhat surprised and said:

"So, Father, you mean all politicians are cold-blooded, ruthless, bloodthirsty butchers?"

Vito the Godfather shook his head and continued:

"No politician would publicly kill a citizen of their own country with their own hands."

Even if it's a beggar.

"Because every politician is seen as 'kind' by the public."

Sonny's brain began to feel oxygen-deprived. He couldn't understand why a politician who could kill thousands of people with a single stroke could still be seen as "kind" by the public.

Without pausing, Vito continued:

"That's why I insisted on sending Mike into politics."

"Because Mike possesses a 'kindness' that no one else in our family has."

"He can withstand scrutiny and is seen as a 'kind' person by the public."

"Only he has a chance to become a politician."

"Only by becoming a politician can one be considered a true American."

"You and I are nothing more than numbers."

Sonny was completely dumbfounded, but Godfather Vito didn't stop talking, remarking:

"Sometimes, I really envy Leonard's old friend, having such a precious son like Tom."

"I really hope Mike can learn a thing or two from Tom."

"Lead our Corleone family to escape the fate of numbers."

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At 1:30 p.m., Tom parked his car in front of a building.

Vanderbilt One office building.

The building has no signage on its exterior, but in New York, everyone knows what it represents.

Vanderbilt Engineering and Vanderbilt Real Estate.

A project that controls more than 50 percent of all of New York City

Another entity controls over 60 percent of all real estate in New York City.

Tom looked up at the tall building, the gleaming glass blinding him.

Tom took out a business card from his pocket—it was Senator William's personal card—and then walked toward the office building.