I'm a pirate

Returning to the manor surrounded by a large number of subordinates, Carlos put the matter to rest for the time being and dealt with the incoming John Family.

The fact that the John family was so menacing meant that Carlos' one bullet had indeed caused great trouble for the John family, which must have hemorrhaged heavily, or else it wouldn't have been so monkeyishly eager to replenish its blood.

The Iron Island contains rich iron ore, the value is huge, before the Mike family filial piety up a share of the John family is a relatively large income, now the Mike family was replaced, Carlos is not willing to profit more, to appease the John family, conflict that is inevitable.

According to the idea of the people who came down from the hope of filial piety, bah, on the supply, but Carlos is not willing, with the growing strength, coupled with their own horizons, the John family has not been put in the eyes of Carlos.

The John family won't let him rise unless he quits the mafia business, and sooner or later they will have to fight each other.

Anyway, with Carlos's temperament, there was no way he would back down, one of the top five mafia families in the West Sea, heh a big name, he wouldn't wimp out, just ah!

Carlos was not a reckless man, from before he took over, he was mentally prepared, see the moves, with his understanding of those big powers urine, kill the chicken with a bull's knife, the first person sent will not be too strong, later will become stronger and stronger.

He had been prepared for this, but that day, he had thought of a good way to cause great trouble for the John family, enabling him to grow to the extent of opening a kaleidoscope!

As long as the kaleidoscope was turned on, then he had every right to defend himself!

By the way, in the future, when facing an enemy, even a weak one, keep in mind the strategic policy of killing the chicken is to use the bull's knife, and sending heavyweights to remove the hidden danger in the first place just doesn't give a chance!

Ahem you readers remember to remind this principle, so as not to forget it later, no bullshit, back to business.

Lucifer Manor, in the large living room on the ground floor, Carlos sat comfortably on the soft sofa, sipped a chilled fruit wine, and breathed out comfortably, it was just cool to be back in his own place.

"Call them in."

"Yes, boss."

The sound of tread shoes on the floor sounded, neat and tidy, after constant training, the discipline of the people under their hands was much better, the top management was also affected, three big leaders and the ten leaders under their command came.

There was also a leader who was the head of the personal guard stationed at the manor, under Carlos's direct supervision, and his name was Nathan.

"Boss!" Everyone kept their hands close to their pant legs and curtsied, their voices loud and respectful.

"Noah, Shory, Hawk, is everything I ordered on the phone ready?" Carlos nodded and turned to the three leaders under his hand and asked.

"Everything is ready to fight, boss!" The three of them spoke in unison.

"Well,"

"How is the mood of the brothers down there?"

"A little panicked, but it's still stable, they didn't train for nothing, and the boss's method is really good."

"That's right, after the rounds of drills, not only have their strength increased, their courage has also increased quite a bit."

"Boss, don't worry, there's definitely a fight against the incoming enemy people, and we're fighting locally, the brothers below will also fight to the death for their own position, their own home."

Carlos nodded with considerable satisfaction and asked again, "What about the Navy and the Steel Self Defense Force?"

"The navy side is busy right now, the main force has been sweeping the waters around Iron Island for pirates."

"The Steel Self-Defense Army has expanded some troops, but the rest is nothing unusual." The highest ranking leader, Noah responded evenly.

"Well but not to be taken lightly, the strength of the Steel Self-Defense Army should not be underestimated, it would be very bad if they collude with the John family and give us a go at the critical moment of the war."

"It's a great variable, I'm still a little more comfortable with the Navy, I've always been wary of the City Hall, and the Steel Self Defense Army."

Carlos frowned and leaned against the couch, his index finger middle finger beating regularly on the armrest.

"The City has been dissatisfied with us being entrenched in the Eastern City, and has long wanted to get rid of us, but has always been afraid of our strength, of us going crazy and killing with impunity!"

"Reasonably speaking, the City Lord's Mansion should not help the John Family, the pressure we put on the City Lord's Mansion here is very different from the pressure the John Family personally puts on the City Lord's Mansion."

"But nothing is absolute, if the John Family is smart enough and ruthless enough, as long as it benefits, and doesn't send people into the East City and hand it over to the City Lord's Mansion, then the City Lord's Mansion will most likely, no, definitely make a move!"

"This war must be won, and all variables must be destroyed!"

"Yes, Boss is wise!"

The crowd listened to Carlos' analysis, and whether they agreed or not, in order to not care, they all complimented him.

"Send someone to closely monitor the city's main residence as well as the Steel Self Defense Army's station!"

"Yes, boss!"

"Go down."

"Yes!"

When his men had left, Carlos's eyes narrowed, he almost forgot about this low-profile force.

It was definitely a variable, and it seemed necessary for him to scout it out himself, or else it would be very bad if something went wrong!

Chapter 51 - Playing it by ear

Up the mind, but Carlos did not rush to explore, but went to the bath, rested, out of the house, always still not their own home, their own territory at ease.

In the evening, Carlos passed down the order to invite the big and small leaders under his hands and give some rewards to the brothers at the bottom, which was also the incentive before the war.

At one o'clock in the evening, everyone went home to rest, Carlos returned to his bedroom, closed the door, and quietly left the manor to go to the North City's main residence.

Iron Island was divided into four cities, east, west, north and south, with East City belonging to the Mafia's sphere of influence, West City belonging to the Navy's sphere of influence, and the City Lord's Palace's influence was mainly concentrated in North City and South City.

From the East City to the North City, with the speed of God's might, it was just a matter of a fleeting moment.

Outside the North City's City Lord's Palace, at the top of a building, a spatial vortex emerged, and Carlos stepped out into it.

White eyes!

The left eye turned into a white eye, the line of sight lengthened and penetrated through the heavy buildings, Carlos searched for the City Lord Josh Morris without a hitch, taking a few minutes to finally find the location from the huge City Lord's Mansion.

City Lord's back house, a luxurious bedroom, City Lord Morris was sleeping with his wife in his arms, the spatial vortex surfaced silently beside the bed, Carlos's figure stood silently beside the bed, scary batch!

Imagine being asleep with your wife in your arms in the middle of the night, and then a shadow suddenly appears on the side of the bed, looking straight at you, it's horrible, it's a horror movie!

The scarlet eyes in the darkness bloomed with red light, the eyelids pressed down, and when they opened again, the triangular scythe pattern in the scarlet eyes had transformed into a four-cornered great windmill, blooming with a strange light that was intoxicating!

Carlos's right hand went to his waist, and a beautifully styled pistol was touched out, the cold and icy muzzle aimed at the two people on the bed.

The city lord Morris was no ordinary person, to be able to become the city lord, in addition to political talent, his own strength is also good, Carlos action did not cover up much, making some trivial movement.

These movements couldn't alarm Morris's wife, but it was enough for Morris.

Morris woke up with a start, opened his eyes, and what was imprinted on his eyes was a pair of scarlet weird eyes, a cold pistol, and a sudden panic in his face.

Carlos made a silent shushing motion, and then pointed outside, Morris was not dumb enough to understand what Carlos meant, and nodded silently, then carefully got out of bed without waking his wife, and left the bedroom under Carlos's gun and came outside.

When he got into the other room, Maurice finally managed to speak up, it was so creepy to be touched in a bedroom at gunpoint in the middle of the night, without knowing it!