The old man's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the people around him were frightened, and they didn't dare to breathe, looking at this scene, the old man's status in the mafia must be above 10,000 people under one person, and the mafia members were even more afraid of him than the godfather Wilson Cretas.

"What are you doing standing here, let me in and find it immediately, and if you can't find anyone, I'll die inside!" The old man pointed to the group of subordinates around him and roared angrily.

Those people hurriedly agreed, took off their suits and soaked them with water, and then rushed into the fire one after another with a cover on their heads.

I glanced at the old man, although his head was gray and drooping old, but his momentum was amazing, not angry but powerful, and at a glance I knew that he must have been a ruthless character when he was young, and his reputation was no worse than Wilson's, and his prestige in the mafia seemed to be higher than Wilson's.

"Who is this old fellow?" I whispered close to Shibbel's ear.

"The head of the Apulia family, Lugas, one of the twelve elders of the mafia, is in charge of the law enforcement of the torture hall, and his power is very large, almost on a par with our Creitas family." Sheebel shrank into my arms, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes, and I didn't notice that her tear-stained face was slightly reddened.

"It's quite promising, no wonder it's so big." The corners of my mouth outlined a chuckle, this guy is in such a hurry to find the corpse, shouldn't he have a bad heart.

Dozens of people rushed into the fire, and in less than five minutes the bodies we threw into them were revealed, and a group of people hurriedly carried out the charred corpses.

At a glance, the old man saw the godfather badge made of pure gold hanging around his neck, and the corpse was basically charred, and he couldn't see the original appearance at all, so he could only determine his identity by what he was doing.

The old man approached and knelt on the ground with a thud, and hundreds of mafia members around him fell to the ground one after another, and the old man was full of grief and looked at the corpse carefully, hoping to find a little flaw to prove that their godfather was still alive, but the corpse had turned into char and could not see anything.

The old man trembled and stretched out his hand, wanting to take off the godfather badge that was shining with golden light, seeing this scene, I reached out and pinched Shibel's slender waist, signaling her to go over and grab it, the godfather badge symbolizes the supreme power of the mafia, and cannot fall into the hands of others.

Before the old man's hand touched the badge, Shiebel burst into tears and broke free from my restraints, rushed over, ran a few steps and fell to the ground, then cried and crawled to the corpse, snatched the godfather badge and held it in the palm of his hand.

I couldn't help but pat my head next to me, this scene is a bit too much, completely inconsistent with Shibbel's usual image, but the loss of her father is inevitably a bit abnormal, which will not arouse suspicion, the key is that when she grabbed the badge, the chain on it almost didn't bring the corpse's head down, but fortunately, the chain broke at a critical moment and didn't attract everyone's attention, otherwise I really don't know how to end.

The old man didn't grab the badge from Shibel, his sad face seemed to be a teenager old, and he was still majestic just now, and now he was like an old man who was about to die, full of sadness and old tears.

I couldn't help frowning slightly when I saw this scene, this old man didn't look like he was pretending, this was a true outpouring of feelings, I could feel the feelings of life and death between them, just like our comrades-in-arms, I couldn't wait to die for him.

Such a man should not be the mastermind of this conspiracy, and he is older than Wilson, and he is about to go to the ground, so it is not a little late to think about the seizure of power.

Thinking of this, I basically ruled out this old man named Lugers, and began to search the crowd, surrounded by people with status in the mafia, the mastermind behind the scenes must have been watching the excitement in the crowd, my eyes swept over their faces one by one, and passed everyone's expressions like a sieve.

There were no suspicious characters in the search, these guys were either expressionless or sad, or they didn't gloat and hid in the crowd to steal fun.

After about half an hour, the fire was finally extinguished, and after a symbolic search, the firefighters and policemen left one after another, and it was customary to take Shiebel back to the police station to find out what was going on, but no one dared to disturb the mafia's daughter at this time.

The corpse was covered with a white cloth, and the old man took off the gold watch on his wrist and said in a wailing voice: "Shibel, this is your father's relic, put it away!" Tonight you go to my house first, and tomorrow I will personally bring someone to avenge your father, and then hold a funeral for your father when I kill the murderer. ”

"No need, thank you for your kindness, I want to go back to my own home, I will personally report my father's hatred, mafia affairs, and ask Uncle Lugers to manage it on my behalf." Shibel stopped his tears, said in a cold tone, and said with a blank face.

I hurriedly walked over and helped Shiebel up, and the old man also stood up with the support of the family members, Shiebel hung the godfather badge on his chest in front of everyone, and said coldly: "From today on, I will take over my father's position and take over the mafia in an all-round way. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand, and more than twenty men in black walked out of the crowd, with a silver crescent moon badge hanging on their chests, these people had gloomy eyes and extremely murderous aura, and they didn't need to fight just by the anger on their bodies to know that they were all murderous ancestors.

I heard that Hiebel was going to take over as the godfather of the mafia, and the high-level people next to him whispered to each other, obviously many people had unclear attitudes, but when they saw this group of people appear, they obediently closed their mouths, and no one dared to say a word for a while, which shows how much deterrent these people have in the mafia.

"Take my father's body away!" Shiebel muttered, then turned and walked out of the manor.

I followed her closely and really became a bodyguard at this time, there are many people here and it is dark night, it is the best time to snipe Shibbel, just now she announced that she will take over the mafia, it is easy to make the black hand dog behind the scenes jump over the wall, maybe she will send two snipers to ambush around and put cold guns.

The idea was ours, and we had to keep Hiebel safe anyway, otherwise we wouldn't be able to explain to Wilson, and the masters with the silver crescent badge were all around, and no one spoke the whole time.

If I guessed correctly, they should be the highest-level mysterious force of the mafia, and they are also Wilson's personal bodyguards, only obeying his orders alone, secret and strong, after Wilson's death, they are Hibbel's bodyguards, and the reason why she dared to announce the takeover of the mafia in front of so many mafia veterans just now is largely because this group of people are around, and no one dares to touch Hiebel when they are there, and no one even dares to say a word.

I really don't know where Wilson got such a group of killing gods, any one of them jumped out and was not under me, and the murderous aura was heavier than me, of course I was talking about hand-to-hand combat, if I used a gun, they would definitely not be my opponent for the gun king.

Escorting Sheebel all the way to the car, I glanced back at the crowd around me, all of whom watched Shiebel leave, except for the patriarchs who turned to look at the burned villa in ruins.

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