I'm a pirate

Carlos walked out slowly from behind the villa, dressed in a black and red suit, expressionless, and the confidence brought about by more than half a year of being the boss and great strength formed a unique aura that made everyone's heart ache!

"Boss!" A group of people all dressed in brown suits and brown cloaks, bent over and bowed.

Carlos had a smile on his face, took off his sunglasses, opened his eyes, and his scarlet triple hooked jade writing eyes emerged, exuding a gloomy, evil air, as if converging the dark side of humanity, extremely oppressive!

Everyone including Noah looked at Lucifer Carlos in shock and amazement, not knowing what to say for a moment

"All of you here today were carefully chosen by me to have Noah come, some of you are my old subordinates, and some of you are new ones that I am more interested in."

"The reason I have called you all here is because I have a matter to discuss with you all regarding your fate," Carlos said in a quiet voice, pausing at this point.

"I'm not one to beat around the bush, so I'll be straightforward."

"With my true strength, with my ambition I am no longer satisfied with the position of head of the district."

"I want to replace the Mike family and become the new leader of the Iron Island Mafia!"

"When I'm done, who supports it? Who objects?"

The villa's open space was silent, and anyone who heard the news would probably be stunned, with the exception of Noah, who had passed gas beforehand.

"I strongly support the boss!" Noah held up his right arm to make a statement, his face flushed and a sword agitated.

"This,"

Seeing this, Carlos' old subordinate was stirring, but still hadn't made up his mind, it was a matter of keeping his head in his pants.

"I'm sorry, Boss Carlos, but I'm not going to get involved in this, I'm going to pretend I never heard you say anything."

A small mafia leader affiliated with him stepped forward and spoke up, turning to leave, with two more combatants affiliated with him also turning to follow.

"Don't leave too soon, stay a little longer."

Carlos' indifferent voice rang out, his body was like an arrow rushing out, the small leader who left and the two combatants were not fools, they had already guessed that it would not be that easy to leave today, and they had taken out their rifles and pistols ready to resist.

However, Carlos's speed was much faster than they had expected, two bony claws had already grabbed onto the guns, the force exploded, two rifles were instantly snapped, raised his head, three hook jade Writing Eye sweep, the three bodies instantly stiffened and stood dumbfounded, Carlos turned around and went back!

After Carlos turned around, the three of them suddenly took out their personal short knives and stabbed each other in the heart without hesitation, one after the other, and only after the cold blade entered the heart did the three of them come to their senses, and fell to the ground in horror and despair, blood flowing, and soon there was no more life!

"You have been called here today, and although you are not forced to agree to follow me, those who disagree must never leave before my plan succeeds, and there is only death if you leave without thinking!"

"Those who disagree, while I won't force it, will be expelled from the mafia when I succeed."

"Wealth and danger, you all are the highest fighting group of people under my command, that's why you have this chance to wrestle, the rest of you don't,."

"When I succeed in getting to the top, I'll naturally give you guys another chance with no less benefits."

"Who supports it? Who objects?"

The crowd was chilled to the bone, especially with the image of the three of them stabbing each other just now!

"Again, support the boss!"

"I believe that Boss will succeed, Boss has never failed since he joined the Mafia."

"If the boss wants to do such a dangerous thing, how can he propose it without sufficient certainty?"

Noah, the cupped eye, stepped forward again in time to appeal and incite the crowd.

The soft and hard and bloody end is in front of us, and finally some people can't take the pressure, some people are getting ambitious and are showing their support.

This kind of thing was easier if someone took the lead, people had a mass mentality, and only a very small percentage of people were able to assert themselves under the pressure of circumstances.

Soon, all of the remaining people expressed their support, which was better than Carlos had expected.

"Noah, record everyone's names, home addresses, and find an excuse to send the other brothers to watch over them."

"Yes, boss!"

What a vicious, venomous tactic, it's taking their families to warn and threaten them.

The Mafia didn't pop out from under a rock either, at least half of the members of the Mafia still had families.

"Don't blame your boss for my dirty tactics, it's just for insurance, to keep you from making mistakes."

"After all, what I'm about to do is important, and if you do as you're told, not only will nothing happen, I'll make it up to you afterwards."

"Now all of you come with me to the backyard, I will personally tell you about my plan, don't question it, just carry it out carefully."

It had all come to this point, and the crowd had no choice but to follow Carlos down one path to the dark side.

Two nights later, the largest hotel in Iron Island East City, the top floor, a very luxurious box in front of the door, Carlos was welcoming the guests, and above the corridor was filled with mafia members in clear brown suits.

Today, Carlos was treating guests!

It didn't take long for a distinguished guest to arrive, all the big names in the Mike family, the new Mike family patriarch, Mike Cline, the two new big heads, the old big heads, Carlos' top boss, the Carlton big head.

"Boss Mike, all the bosses, looking forward to the heart and the moon to finally bring you here." Carlos was all smiles.

"Heh heh, what a talker, Carlton, you're a good subordinate." Macklin chuckled lightly.

Mike Cling was about one meter eighteen tall, around thirty years old, slightly chubby, with a deliberately neat figure eight beard, holding a cigar cigarette, a dark purple suit, a black and blue striped cape, and a black bowler hat, and really had the air of a mafia boss!

"Boss Mike's overrated."

"Carlos, we all took the time to come today, so don't let us down with the treasures you said you'd let us appreciate."

"Otherwise, a punishment is inevitable,"

Carlton is slightly shorter than McLean, about the same age, looks if you don't look at the long scar on his forehead is definitely a big handsome man, wearing a pure white suit, holding a blue cigarette holder, not a problem.

"Don't worry, do I, Carlos, dare to play tricks on the bosses?"

"It's definitely a rare treasure, I can't eat it all by myself, so I invite you bosses to come."

"I'll just have some soup soup."

"All the bosses, don't stand here so you don't get tired, let's go in and drink while we talk."

Carlos vowed to promise.

"How sensible, what a bright future!"

Macklin smiled back as he stepped into the luxurious compartment, and the rest of the group was very pleased with Carlos and praised him for stepping into the compartment.

As Carlos entered, the compartments closed slowly

Chapter 12 - The Top (Middle)