Reborn American Giants

Drug lords must have the consciousness of drug lords. When you embark on this path, don't think about escaping unscathed. This is also a battlefield of rights. In this "Colosseum", everyone must go all out.

Kill any opponent who has any "attempts" against you.

"I know, I have a number of organization's capital accounts in my hand, as well as some lists of government officials who have received bribes from organizations over the years. The most important thing..." Sorvino looked at Victor with a half-smile, and said slowly

: "The most important thing is that I still have an organized purchasing channel. You want all these things, right?"

Victor nodded indifferently. The things Sorvino mentioned were indeed his "capital" for negotiation. If he had voluntarily handed over these things before, he would have considered letting him go, but now it is too late. Victor could not

Let him live, hide in the dark like a poisonous snake, and continue to spy on him.

"I know that these things can't buy my life. Haha, V, I know you very well. You won't let me continue to live." Sorvino supported the edge of the bed hard, got up with difficulty, and walked into the closet.

He took out a stack of documents from the safe, and it seemed that these were the things he said, "I can give these to you, for the sake of my original adoption of you, but I have two conditions, you have to

promise me."

"Papa, tell me." Victor nodded, "As long as I can do it."

"You know, I have a daughter, Dalia, who is studying in college in the United States. She is just an ordinary person. I have been trying to let her live a normal life. I have not let her know anything about the organization." Sitting on the bed.

Sorvino gasped twice, and it seemed that the ordinary action of getting up and walking exhausted his energy, "I have a total of 16 bank accounts of the organization in Central American Bank, and there are about 8,000 in them.

I have about 40 million US dollars in three private Swiss bank accounts. I can hand over all this money to you. I just hope you can guarantee that after my death, you can leave a sum of money to Dalia.

, so that she can continue to live a good life in the future, v, can you agree? "

Victor thought about it seriously and nodded, "Okay, Papa, I agree to your request. Dalia will get a sum of money and continue her life. I promise to God."

Sorvino sighed twice and handed the document in his hand to Victor. He knew that he was going to see God. This was his last time. He reached for a wine bottle on the bedside and shook it. There was still a little bit left in it.

Liquor, Sorvino raised the bottle, tilted his head back, and poured all the remaining liquor in the bottle into his mouth. Some of the liquor flowed down the corners of his mouth to his neck, then his chest, and the cotton pajamas.

The chest was soon wetted, and a wet mark appeared.

Throwing the empty wine bottle aside casually. Sorvino wiped his mouth, and then said to Victor who was watching him: "My second request is very simple, v, I am also a member of the Gref family.

"Supreme Leader", I don't want to die in such a sloppy state, I want to take a shower and change my clothes."

"Okay," Victor continued to nod. Sorvino wanted to die with his own "dignity", but Victor didn't mind this little thing.

"Power is such a good thing," Sorvino exclaimed. He seemed to be recalling his short life and murmured: "When I was thirty years old, one day I suddenly discovered that I could see

What will my life be like in the next few decades? Working hard for my family, earning only a little money to feed my family, living in a dilapidated shack, worrying about three meals a day, I feel like I can't

Being able to live such a life, I led a group of friends to start selling drugs in Fandino, and soon made a fortune that I had never imagined in my life."

Victor listened quietly. Although he was not a priest, he regarded it as Sorvino's final "confession." "With money, we have strength. We win over the poor people below, use money to corrupt some officials, and then power

It rolled bigger and bigger, and soon controlled the entire Fandino, haha, that was really the most glorious moment in my life." Sorvino stood up crookedly, raised his hands high, his eyes were hazy, and he was in the room.

As he turned around, he seemed to have seen his past glory days, when he was in great power, and everyone responded to his call.

With a "plop", Sorvino seemed to be unsteady and fell to the ground. He supported his body with his right hand and tried twice in succession, but failed to get up. He simply lay on the floor covered with vomit.

, gasping, "The past days were so happy, with French red wine, Cuban cigars, European blonde beauties, haha, I have already enjoyed everything I should enjoy in this life."

Sorvino finally got up. He grabbed the edge of the bed and said to Victor: "V, maybe I am old and used to a comfortable life. Now I have become afraid of death and pain. You will send me away later."

At that time, could you not let me feel the pain? Well... let me think about it, potassium cyanide is good, it is potassium cyanide. Give me a little bit and let me leave without pain."...

Soon the small building became lively, with gang members holding scarves and suits, and the arrested barbers coming in and out of the small building. Father Bruno of the Fandinone Chapel was also notified.

, Victor invited him to hold a "funeral" for Sorvino, but was rejected by the old man. With no other choice, Victor had to find him personally and persuaded the stubborn old priest to host Sorvino's funeral.

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Soon, all the middle-level cadres of the Gref organization received the "notification", and they gathered at the family cemetery on the top of Fandino Mountain, quietly waiting to attend the funeral of the "Supreme Leader".

This is a cemetery opened on the top of the mountain. On the back of Mount Fandino, the cemetery is densely packed with various tombstones. Basically, in front of every tomb stands a statue of Jesus with his hands spread out. That crooked

He held his head as if even God didn't want to see this "sinful place".

Burying dead members in the family cemetery is a rule that has been established since the beginning of the Gref family. All those who died for the "family business" can be buried in this gang cemetery. Twenty years have passed, and Victor made a rough estimate.

After a while, almost more than a thousand family members who died in various gang wars were buried in this cemetery.

Victor also sent people to notify several other rival gangs such as the Trout Gang. They all said that today the entire San Salvador will "cease fire" for a day to express their "disrespect for Sorvino" who controls half of San Salvador.

Don’t think it’s incredible that the respect of “drug lords” is respected. In El Salvador, a country where 80% of the people believe in Catholicism, even gangsters are very particular about “not disturbing the sleep of the dead” because they don’t know what will happen to them one day.

When the funeral is being held, will there be members of other rival gangs running to the funeral and firing two shots at their own bodies? If such a thing happened, it would be a really sad thing.

Maybe God also noticed something. It started to rain lightly in the sky. Fandino in the rain had a "poignant" artistic conception. A group of people in black suits gathered around a large hole dug in the ground. Bruno

The priest stood in front of Sorvino's coffin and said the "prayer" for him before his burial.

"His whole life has been sinful, and there is black blood flowing in his veins, which cannot be washed away even with the holy water of heaven... Now, he has finally returned to the embrace of the Lord, and God will give him a just sentence. He will kneel down.

Repent your sins at the feet of the Lord..." This is the "criticism" of Sorvino's life in the words of Father Bruno. This can no longer be regarded as a "prayer", it is simply the most vicious "curse". This is what Victor asked him to do.

The "condition" of hosting the funeral was that Victor could not stop anything he said at the funeral.

In this regard, Victor said, just be happy as long as you are happy. If the funeral had not required a "priest" to preside over it, he would have just dug a hole and buried Sorvino "hastily" in the hole, but for the sake of

In spite of the gang's reputation, he still held such a funeral for Sorvino.

The middle-level leaders in the audience listened to Father Bruno's "vicious" words with expressionless faces. In fact, they were frightened in their hearts. Sorvino was dead, and now Victor has the final say in the Gref family. This was a "vicious" move.

Leaders, what should everyone do in the days to come? It seems that everyone should "total, total"...

"God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, so that whoever believes in him will not perish but have eternal life..." The funeral finally came to the last step, and Father Bruno said the last prayer.

"His life will eventually be measured by the Lord. May he find rest in heaven, Amen..."

"Amen..."...Everyone crossed their heads and bowed their heads in silence, but no one knew what they were thinking...