People are sailing, monster hunters are fighting in groups

Chapter 386

Just above where Senior and Moria were confronting each other, Gore Pers, who was nearly seventy years old, was receiving a guest from afar in the secret meeting room of his luxurious manor.

The Mafia Gore Family is the largest force on Gore Pers Island, and is also well-known in the dark world of the West Sea.

Thirty years ago, Gore Pers, the current leader of the Gore Family, bought the island from the Kingdom of Morles and gave it a new name after himself.

Since then, Gore Pers Island has been developing as the base camp of the Gore Family.

But today is obviously destined to be an extraordinary day.

On the soft sofa chair, Old Gore leaned against the back of the chair, with the gentleman's hat on his head pressed down very low.

There are already many age spots on his face, and his sparse beard hangs at his chin, which is neatly groomed.

The straight suit is obviously made by a master, and it reveals a luxurious atmosphere in a low-key manner.

Old Gore gently took out a small box from his arms, took out two cigars and handed them to the opposite side.

"Would you like to have one? This is a good thing I brought from the New World."

"Cloud Cigar?"

The man sitting on the sofa opposite Old Gore took the cigar and smelled it, with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Is this the original product of Locke Kingdom? I didn't expect to see such a good thing in the West Sea... Come to think of it, I haven't smoked this cigar for a long time."

Although the man was wearing a suit, whether it was the abnormal smile on his face or the extremely uncoordinated sunglasses on his nose, he gave people a sense of evil.

He seemed to be sitting there, and his whole body began to exude a sense of malice all the time.

"Mr. Ryan really has a good eye. This cigar is indeed the cloud cigar produced by Locke Kingdom. It is said that it has become the exclusive supply of the World Government for a period of time."

When the two of them were praising each other and having fun, suddenly a cold snort came from outside the door.

"Hmph, just a stray dog ​​driven out of the New World..."

The young man who walked into the conference room smiled faintly, and the sarcasm on his face was clearly visible.

"You have been hiding for so long, and you can still remember these things clearly... Ryan..."

Ryan's smiling face suddenly darkened. He lit the cigar, took a puff, stood up and blew a thick puff of smoke at the young man.

"You think you have the Capone family to support you, so you dare to provoke me so unscrupulously..."

"Do you want to die, Capone Becky!"

Looking at the two people whose gunpowder smell suddenly became extremely strong, Old Gore immediately stood up and acted as a peacemaker.

"You two, you two... give me some face, calm down, calm down..."

These two people, one is backed by the top mafia forces in the West Sea, and the other is backed by the largest population trade organization in the dark world.

If they really fight, let's not talk about who will win or lose, but this time the Gore family's base camp will definitely be in trouble!

"You two, this time we meet here to promote mutual cooperation. Since we are doing business, we naturally talk less about fighting and killing..."

Under the persuasion of old Gore, Ryan sat back on the sofa, his arms spread out, leaning on the back of the sofa, his legs spread far apart, and he sat in a very arrogant posture.

And Capone Becky also sat down in the original position of old Gore, staring at each other with unfriendly eyes.

"Hmph, I don't know what those old men in the family are thinking. They actually asked me to come and talk business with such people... Uncle Gore, I will give you a favor today, but before the negotiation, I want to ask you something. How is the collection of the goods I asked you to collect last time?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, Becky, everything will go well. The goods will arrive at Capone Island tomorrow. Choosing our Gore family undoubtedly proves your Capone family's vision. The route in the doldrums is not something that ordinary people can pass."

Listening to Old Gore's words, Capone Becky stroked the stubble on his upper lip, bit the cigar at the corner of his mouth and smiled and said: "I naturally believe in the strength of your Gore family, but this guy, is he really qualified to cooperate with me? And doing business with him, won't it be a disaster?"

"Arrogant boy!"

Capone Becky's repeated provocations almost made Ryan angry again, but Old Gore immediately held him down.

"Becky, although the Columbus Commodity Trading Company was once targeted by the Beasts Pirates, that is all old news. Now Ryan and his men have very good relations with various local forces in the South China Sea and the East China Sea. As long as weWorking together, the opportunities to make money in the future will be enormous. "

"After all, if you want to do business well nowadays, you still have to rely on personal connections. With Ryan and others on the side, they can help your Capone family quickly gain a foothold in those two seas."

Capone Becky's eyes flashed with sarcasm, but he didn't refute anything.

He has always looked down on those old bastards in his family who are too ambitious.

Now that the mafia of the West Sea has not yet unified, they can't wait to reach out to other seas. They are really not afraid of choking.

But I have to say that Ryan can really bring me a lot of help.

"You said so well, what's the price?"

Capone Becky knocked the ash of his cigarette and asked softly: "You still have him, what do you want from me?"

"Orphanage, we want the ownership of all the orphanages on the islands under the Capone family! "

Old Gore's cloudy eyes suddenly became sharper, and his eyes stared at Capone Becky, who looked calm.

"Uncle Gore, you want too much..."

Capone Becky's refusal was within Gore's expectations, or in fact, his condition was just an exorbitant price.

In addition to the daily absorption of "good families" and a certain number of hereditary households and relatives, the source of the internal personnel of the Mafia organization is the orphans in the orphanage, which accounts for a large proportion.

No normal person would accept this proposal.

"In this case, we can give up the ownership of the orphanage, but I hope to buy more goods from you. Of course, the quality of the goods can be selected by your Capone family first." Ryan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

Capone Becky naturally knew what the goods were, but the mockery in his eyes became stronger at this time.

"Uncle Gore, do you remember what the original intention of our Mafia was when it was first established? "

Without waiting for Old Gore to answer, Capone Becky continued to say: "Fight violence with violence, and give a tooth for a tooth."

"The reason why protection money is called protection money is because it is the reward we deserve from the people."

"Selling orphans to make money, I, Capone Becky, can't do such a dirty thing!"

"Becky, don't you really want to consider it? In the final analysis, as long as the benefits are enough..." Old Gore was about to say a few more words, but Capone Becky stood up directly.

And at the moment he took a step towards the door, an alarm suddenly sounded in the conference room.