I'm a pirate

The next morning, the clouds were over the Iron Island, thunder roared and a thunderstorm started, Carlos woke up after a good day's rest, refreshed and hale and hearty, ate the breakfast Kelly had prepared and started his morning exercise.

Two hours later, the morning practice was over, and he began to deal with some of the business he had squeezed since he left, well not too much with the current size of the force.

At noon, lunch arrived on time, Carlos was still eating his lunch and the head honchos had to wait in the living room.

After finishing his lunch and carrying a cup of tea, Carlos came into the middle of the living room.

"Boss Lucifer!" In this more formal setting, the crowd added Carlos's last name to the list, as it had once been for Boss Mike, Boss John, the head of a family.

"All sit down." Carlos sipped his tea and waved his hand downward.

"Noah, how did things go yesterday?"

"Back to the boss, Carney has been shot, some of his henchmen who agreed to be bribed by John's family have been disposed of, and his family has been arranged."

"Good, sit down."

Hulk Noah's four men breathed a sigh of relief, finally delivered, no need to be on edge.

"I've called you here today to make some arrangements, so listen up."

"I've seen the membership book, now there are over two thousand people in our family, all of our strength has been restored somewhat."

"But in my opinion, it's still too weak, especially in terms of individual quality, it's not strong enough."

"That's why I've decided to divide the brothers under my hands into batches for special training!"

"There are three training subjects for now, shooting, fighting, and coordination."

"You will likewise join the training, and the position of big head will be created among you, the one who can!"

"Adopt a system of elimination from now on, what kind of elimination?"

"Simply put, your positions, including mine, are not fixed, and the moment a subordinate challenges and is defeated, then the positions swap!"

"Within the family, every member has a chance to be the boss, it's up to you to decide if you're strong enough!"

Hearing Carlos's words, many leaders have complicated feelings, it's hard to say, this system really makes people love and hate, training and elimination system, I'm afraid the good days of leisurely life will be over.

"This training is an opportunity for you, for all the members, you all know very well about our mafia's rank situation."

"After this training, the composition of the combatants will be as long as the combatants, full members, and the peripheral members will do some support work afterwards, to serve the combatants and the family fully until they become combatants!"

"After three days, the official training in batches will begin, with five hundred people per training session."

"The John family's troubles have been solved by me, this is a great time for us to develop, only if we are strong ourselves can we not be afraid of crises!"

"You've been given a great opportunity, it's up to you to seize it."

"When I'm done, who agrees and who disagrees?"

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

No one in the family dared to disobey Carlos' words, with the previous build-up and the fact that it was yesterday, where would they dare to say the word against?

Three days later, the first group of five hundred men began training in the East City of Iron Island, the area of influence controlled by Carlos, the training place was a small canyon, the canyon was not large, but there was still no problem fitting five hundred men.

Since Carlos became one of the big bosses of Iron Island, he had always acted more friendly towards the Iron Island city, and towards the Navy, more friendly than when the Mike family was there.

Naturally, Carlos wasn't afraid of them, but the time to move them hadn't come yet, and his one-two strength was slightly lacking, so he was just acting harmless.

If you don't move, you'll be thunderstruck; if you do, you'll be struck with a single blow!

This training is also a preparation for the future conquest of the City Hall and the elimination of the Iron Island Naval Division.

The first training, so Carlos personally sat down, five hundred Mafia members, regardless of rank equally, a quarter of the leader training more harsh, called the devil training is not too much.

From morning to night, the time schedule was tight, various training subjects, six hours of rest every day, crazy development, squeezing everyone's potential!

Carlos wasn't the boss standing around watching either, as an example, he joined in on the training himself, and the amount of training was far more terrifying than even the ringleaders!

There was no way that Carlos was too strong to not be hard on himself, and the improvement was too small, or not.

It takes a combination of physical qualities to improve physical strength, and hard training is good for the will, and for mental strength!

Seeing the highest boss in the family treat himself even more harshly, the grumblings that he once had dissipated, the highest boss who was originally high up and could enjoy glory and prosperity was so hard, what else could they people say?

Suffering!

Half a month passed, and to Carlos' surprise, there were four hundred early mafia members who had retained their combatants and promotions, and it had been expected that over three hundred would be very good.

It seemed that as the boss he was personally modeling the effect was greater.

There were still close to a hundred who hadn't survived the brutal training, some dropped to full members, some stayed the same, their status plummeted and their pay plummeted, but they still had a chance, and the challenge was an avenue besides the next training session.

Of course, Carlos wouldn't let them take advantage of it, they could only challenge level by level, the outer members could only challenge the full members, the full members could only challenge the combatants, and so on, and there was only one challenge per month.

Early in the morning, Carlos stood in the middle of the small canyon wearing a navy blue suit and a black and red cape, in front of him were three leaders in black suits and more than 400, combatants in brown suits and brown capes.

After half a month of brutal training, these mafia members, although they could not be said to be transformed, but compared to the previous strength growth is not small, this training, the first increase is the largest.

One by one with a long gun on their back, in neat formation, standing expressionlessly in place, with a straight and upright body plate, like a green pine, one by one emitting a fierce and overbearing atmosphere, without the previous kind of lazy, or even hangdog school of thought, with a military atmosphere, basically no less than the Navy of the Four Seas Naval Division.

The combat power of each of them had almost tripled from what it once was, all very much improved.

"Today, the training is over, I'm very satisfied with your performance."

"As a reward for you, the three leaders will take you out later for a big day of eating and relaxing!"

"Oh, and by the way, don't tell the brothers who haven't come to your training yet, so they can enjoy it too."

Carlos's last words were a bit unkind and shady.

"Hahaha,"

Four hundred people laughed at the news, the boss had a point, they should surprise their untrained brothers, they had to keep it a secret

Chapter 31: Suffering, Big News!

After the first set of training is over, there is no need for Carlos to take part in the later ones, just draw the first experienced leader to take it.

The position of the first leader, on the other hand, would have to be selected after everyone's training was over, and the position would also depend on how many combatants there were.

This kind of training can't have often, it is really burning money, especially the consumption of bullets is too big, plus other expenses, Carlos even has to go backwards to pay for it.