Of course, at the very moment when Lu Xi and his friends decided the lives and deaths of many people in the future at the roadside shop next to the fish port pier, another meeting was about to begin in the lush mountains and forests of the northwest suburbs of Neosfia.

Hundreds of sturdy men dressed in black uniforms and armed with swords had already blocked all the passages leading to the mountains and forests. In a polite but unyielding tone, they asked all carriages and pedestrians passing by to stop, except for the participants in this meeting.

At this time, the road at the main entrance of the mountain road was already full of all kinds of horse-drawn carriages with their own markings and badges. Anyone familiar with the affairs of the Neosfia gang will be surprised - more than half of the famous underworld organizations in the capital of the Seven Seas have found their emblem in this dragon.

The first thunderstorm of early summer also came suddenly with the current of Tatsukai, and the rain slapped the white jacarandas on both sides of the mountain road on the mountain road, and the layers of stone steps were covered with pure white petals that had been watered by the rain, dyed with a layer of ominous dirty color, as if it was a sad snow.

Huron? Dalest walks up the stone steps in the mountains. Unlike last night's money-squandering gentleman, at this time he was wearing a very elaborate black suit, holding a civilized stick that only the best people have, and his demeanor was solemn and solemn, as if he was attending a funeral.

There is a very large manor house on the hill, which covers almost the entire hill, which is the territory of the Dalrest family. At this time, there were already many people waiting in the front yard of the manor, but they did not enter the house. All the way to Huron? Dalester walked into the house under the gaze of these men. They just pulled their legs to follow.

These people, both men and women, were dressed in fairly serious formal attire. Deep blacks and dark turquoise blues dominate. Although the number of people was large, there were twenty or thirty people. And there are men and women, and there are big differences in age and physique. From the bad old man who looks like he is about to go to the ground, to the strong and sturdy giant, and the charming women. But even so, the team never seemed to be in the slightest bit chaotic. Obviously, in such a large organization, almost every single one of them understands their place.

Walking into the gate, there is a hall with a size of hundreds of square meters, and there is no too luxurious decoration inside. However, there is a whole circle of large paintings hanging on the inner wall, most of which are magnificent heroic epics and war tragedies during the Qiming War. It was the personal interest of Sir Fairlao, the third patriarch of Dalester, who bought the hill and built the manor surrounded by lush forests, and it is said that he admired the heroes of old, but his personal interests and career development had nothing to do with his personal interests. He likes the stories of heroes, but he doesn't like to learn the character of heroes. He himself is still the leader of the Black (Meow) Path of Neosfia, and he is also the most ruthless Hero-level mission in the history of the Dalrest family. It is said that the "Night Stalkers" who terrified the underground world of the City of the Seven Seas were founded in his time.

The current patriarch of the Dalrest family, Victor? Sir Darrest was sitting in the middle of the hall. He is the grandson of the Gaidai Hei (meow) Dao "Xiaoxiong". He is also the fifth patriarch of this gangster godfather family that has been rampant for a hundred years. Compared with his grandson, who has a "hero" rating, and his father, who is equally ruthless, he is actually more of a pure art collector and resource collector, as well as a businessman, most of the time.

He is very fond of antiques and art. He often spends a lot of money at auctions, especially loves some of the creations of the early Age of Discovery, and also pays out of his own pocket. opened an exhibition for several penniless artists, and praised them as first-line artists. If only that's all. This may just be just a golden boy's style. However, in his time. He also began to pour a lot of money into much cleaner-looking businesses, mines, real estate, shopping malls, and, of course, the most traditional shipping and shipbuilding businesses in the City of the Seven Seas, and gained a huge market share and revenue, unlike slaves and human trafficking, as well as narcotics and weapons smuggling.

Sir Victor Sr. was a man who was happy to work with others. After "succeeding to the throne", he soon reached a marriage with the federal political lords, and also made his own casino business in that other country. When many people don't know, the largest casinos in the federal capital of Elichar actually have a 30% stake in the Dallester family. What many people don't know is that with this goal, the Dalrest family took this opportunity to penetrate the tentacles of the truly most lucrative slave and narcotics trading network into the realm ruled by magicians.

"The power of money can dominate magic and swords." This is what the elder Sir Victor said to his juniors in private. From this point of view alone, this person's vision is already quite advanced.

It is said that the next goal of the Dalester patriarch is to further expand the network of the family's business empire to the mainland countries, directly to the Auckland Empire, which has a population of hundreds of millions and a huge market. Therefore, he also once provided Emperor Iken with a considerable amount of military expenses, known as "a gift to celebrate His Majesty's accession to the throne", anyway, they still received the title of the empire, and no one could pick out this money. However, from the current point of view, this investment of the old Sir Victor should have failed. However, this does not mean that his ideas and practices are wrong.

Many people think that if Corder, who established the Seven Seas Dragon Palace, is the founder of the Dalrest family, and it is Ferora who pushes its power to the top, the current Victor is the hero who transforms a simple underworld organization into a super chaebol that straddles black and white. Of course, because of his willingness to cooperate with others and his relatively "generous" style, he is also evaluated as a "benevolent" in the underground world of the capital of the seven seas.

I have to say that although the old Sir Victor did not understand the concept of "Stockholm syndrome", he actually trained his subordinates quite in this regard.

However, on this day, this "Renjun" who has never been in a full-scale war with others since he took control of the family power. Not only did he convene a core family meeting, but he also called out almost all the heads of the outer black (meow) roads and mercenary organizations. It's really a pretty rare thing. To know. A few years ago, when he decided to invest in the "Emperor" of Iken. He is already on the opposite side of the Ashut family, another super-chaebol of Neosfia. However, even at the most likely moment when a full-scale war broke out between the two families, the elder Sir Victor maintained a considerable degree of restraint, restrained his men, and maintained the harmony between the two families to the greatest extent.

"Business is business, and as long as there is the possibility of cooperation, going to war is the stupidest choice. We are merchants, and there is nothing that cannot be sold, and you must understand that! This is how Sir educates his children in private.

The old knight was now sitting upright in his chair. is full of gorgeous hair, and the whole body is full of a kind of lightness and composure that has been through vicissitudes, and there is even a little kindness between the eyebrows and eyes.

Huron, with a slightly solemn and restrained step, came to the old man's side, and said in a low voice, "Grandfather, everyone is here. The elders and heads of the sub-families, the magical advisors enshrined by the family, Master Bellman and Master Vikhar, Mr. Bronze Lion, the representative of the second son, and the heads of the nineteen organizations on the periphery. It's all here. ”

"Nine? Well, there are only nine of them. The little girl of the Red Lotus Society, as well as the little ghosts of the Ivey Society and the Black Snake Gang, can't come. The old man looked at the only empty seat in the hall: "What about your sister?" How she hasn't arrived yet. ”

"My sister said that she was responsible for patrolling the perimeter of the manor. See if there are any safety hazards. All the cadres of the organization are all in place, and this may become a reason for the enemy to take risks. ”

"She's always such a busy person." The patriarch of the Dalrest family shook his head: "However, on such a rainy day, she has to personally check the safety matters around her." It's really hard work. ”

"This is also the duty of the sister, if you can hear the praise of your grandfather with your own ears. It will be her honor. ”

"We've been taken care of a lot by her, and we deserve it. Huron. When I go back, I'll increase your sister's pension by one more level. "He said lightly, and then ignored the presence of so, let's get started."

As soon as Huron sat down in his seat, it was as if the whole hall had suddenly fallen silent, so quiet that he felt a palpitation. He looked up and watched as his grandfather stood up, smiling kindly at everyone, and then leaned on his crutches and bowed slightly.

This is not a courtesy that ordinary **** characters and mercenaries can afford. This unexpected move to everyone present also made everyone a little at a loss. They hurriedly stood up, reacted quickly and bowed more in return, and those who reacted slowly were even a little restless, and the six gods had no master. However, no matter how slow the response is, people realize that today's topic is not just a matter of the **** pattern of a small capital of the seven seas.

"I have been the head of the Dalrest family for twenty-five years. In these long years, I am honored to be recognized by you, and my willfulness should be very troublesome to you, but even if I am so unscrupulous, I have still been tolerated by you. Thank you very much! ”

"No, Godfather, if it weren't for your care, we wouldn't be where we are today!" The boss of the Meteor Group, who is also a big man next to Dalrest's house, bowed his head and said loudly.

"Yes, you're looking after us!" Everyone replied in a not very neat word: "Without you, we would not be where we are today!" ”

"No, I'm just a businessman. I help you because you can do great good for me and for this Dalester family. It's a win-win situation. The godfather of the Dalrest family sat back in his chair, looked at the people around him, and showed the kind smile of the businessman: "I have always felt that my grandfather's actions were a little more violent, destroying the enemy, but also creating more enemies. Instead of that, think of ways to find a win-win situation. Everyone follows me, you don't have to fight and kill, you can get everything we are seeking...... Alcohol, food, beauty, ultimate enjoyment and rich and luxurious life. I have helped you find your way to wealth, and you are taking care of me, protecting me, and protecting all that I have brought to you. ”

"Look, that's business! And a harmonious arrangement, isn't it? Over the years, the family has become richer and richer. Your organization is gaining more and more territory, and there are more and more able-bodied young men under your command. What's more. In the twenty-five years of my life, I did not attend one-tenth of the funerals of the previous forty years. This illustrates. Everyone has understood that fighting and killing is just a means, and everyone is rich and happy, this is the goal. In this way, we control the black and white lifeblood of this world capital, and any newcomer who has just arrived here should follow this order. Because, this is also the most stable order in the whole of Neosfia! The old man sighed slightly, and his tone was a little more embarrassed and sad: "However, I am sorry to tell you. This order no longer exists......"

I still remember when the little girl of the Red Lotus Society first came to Neosfia. She and her sisters escaped from the battlefield of the city-state of Sosnes, snatched a sea ship and drifted across the sea for most of the hour, and landed on the beach off Neosfia. At that time, they were all badly wounded, and they had been hungry for days, as if they were evil spirits. I gave them food and shelter...... When they washed up and came to me again to thank me, even I was shocked. Aren't they all a bunch of cute and beautiful girls? It's a pity that it's a little bit lively......"

His voice was soft. It's as if you're really caught in a heavy memory.

"The Godfather is a great favor to each and every one of us! There is no doubt about it! A huge sweater sitting beside the old man leaned down and said in a deep voice. He was as big as a bear, but in the presence of an old man, who was perhaps less than half his height and weight, he was as docile as a tamed wolfdog.

"Who is going to hurt you. Hurt the peace that the Dalrest family brings to everyone, and you are the enemy of my bronze lion! As long as you give the order, I will break him to pieces! ”

"We've been at peace for far too long. Bronze Lion! At this time, it is no longer that we want peace. People will definitely let us go. He said to Huron, "Tomorrow is the funeral of those three children, right?" ”

"Yes. Grandfather. After the events of the night before...... Their organization and territory have been annexed, and most of their men have been scattered. It was the family who came forward to give them the corpses that they collected, and then found a cemetery on an island in the open sea, which was a good place to face the sea. ”

"Well, this is the first funeral I've had in ten years, right? Seeing with my own eyes that the lovely younger generation who should have a great future is before me, I don't know what it's like in your heart. ”

How can it be impossible to do black (meow) business without dying people? Even if it is only in the past ten years, there are many subordinates who have died in the underground struggle, but the status is not so high that godfathers like Old Sir need to pay attention. In addition, isn't the reason why they died so miserably because they were instructed by the Dalrest family to "test" the outsider? However, this kind of incomprehensible details of the style, there must be people present who will automatically ignore this.

In the final analysis, don't blame others for carrying the blame, after all, you can only blame yourself for being too ignorant, or for not having the strength and status. In the world of the black (meow) road, the social system of the pyramid is actually more distinct than the white road.

"I understand that when there is a war, there will be rivers of blood, but I also want everyone to understand that this is Neosfia, the home of each and every one of us. An outsider, no matter how well-known, must follow our rules if he wants to do business in the capital of the seven seas. A win-win business is good business, the magicians of the Federation agreed, and the millennial giants of Auckland understood, so why did a young man who had just arrived unable to understand and had to eat alone? ”

Obviously, you are the first to pick up the matter, whether you are willing to reconcile is someone else's business, and whether to eat alone or not is also someone's choice. Since you have already made the first year of junior high school, you should have an unending consciousness.

However, even if the people present see this clearly, they will not raise objections. If you really make sense, what kind of underworld are you doing?

To put it bluntly, when Hei (Meow) Dao is fooling the lowest brother, of course, he can also discuss the blood, honor, righteousness and root nature of men. However, the truly successful upper echelons of the black (meow) road must inevitably have an aristocratic cold and calm face, plus capitalist greed and ruffian-style hooligans. The former is to ensure that they have enough mystery, deterrence and oppression in front of the people below, while the latter is the real reason why they can stand tall in the position of the superior.

Obviously, the patriarch of Neosfia had succeeded in this, at least he had succeeded in giving the majority of the coarse people present a sense of sympathy.

He quietly glanced at the venue, very satisfied, but on the surface he finally sighed, but suddenly, his voice became louder, as if he was more than ten years younger in an instant: "Everyone, there is always some blood, which has to be shed!" We must let them be razed to the ground with their estates, estates, and their own blood to find out that Neosphia belongs to the Neosphia people, a fact that has been settled for centuries! So, ladies and gentlemen, are you willing to tolerate the willfulness of me, the head of the family, and lend me your strength? (To be continued.) )