Kai didn't have the slightest impression of this Santino. As the police chief with the most contact with gangs in New York, Kai knew the names of almost all gangs in New York City, but he really didn't have the slightest impression of this Santino.
"Who is this? It sounds like a Latin American. Could it be someone from the Latin King?"
The Latin Kings were founded in 1954 in Humboldt Park, Chicago, Illinois. They are the largest and most organized Hispanic street gang in the United States and are known as the most brutal gangs in Chicago. Initially, the "Latin Kings" were viewed as helping
The Latino Progressive Movement was started by immigrant families to overcome racial discrimination, but slowly, it gradually evolved into a criminal gang that spread to more than half of the United States. Extortion, robbery, drug trafficking, and murder, today's "Latin Kings" have spread to 31 states in the United States.
More than 160 branches have been established in 158 cities.
Different from other gangs, the "Latin King" has a unique operating model. It integrates strict discipline, strong revolutionary desire and self-created religious ideas into daily gang friendship, thus successfully attracting a group of people living in the slums.
A child who has lost hope in life.
Even in New York, the Latin Kings are very powerful. However... compared to those extreme gangs, the Latin Kings composed of Hispanics are actually a little more peaceful. Of course, this is relative, and in fact it is not good.
How much, but there is indeed no sign of the Latin King developing into a terrorist.
"No... Santino is not from the Latin King."
Abram said with a strange expression.
For the Twelve Leaders of the High Table, gangs like the Latin Kings, who are loose, young and without style, are the objects of their contempt, and it is impossible to have any relationship with them. The Latin Kings are all composed of people on the fringes of society.
As for the Camorra family... To be honest, Abram doubted whether they still remembered that they were gangsters. People in this family always liked to dress themselves up like the upper class, even like nobles. They liked art more than
Like guns and drugs.
In short, this is a family that, in Abram's opinion, likes to show off. Santino is the leader among them. He is like a second generation nobleman. He is willful, irritable, and ambitious but lacks the corresponding means.
"Then who is he?"
"He... came to Italy and was the second son of a gangster family..." When Abram provided information about Santino, he tried his best to avoid mentioning confidential information such as the high table.
However, the situation of Santino was roughly explained clearly.
"He came to me and wanted to buy a batch of arms from me at a price that was hard to refuse... I didn't want to deal with him at first, but I thought that I had a lot of business dealings with his family, so I sold it to a
Give him face...but I really didn’t expect him to do that! He is Italian! Who would have thought that he would be so crazy? Aren’t Italians all sissies and cowards!”
Abram did not lie when he said this. He did look down on Santino. He was just doing it for the sake of the family, the mastermind of the High Table.
Kai looked at Abram expressionlessly, always feeling that his words had subtly hurt the feelings of the Italian people.
"Then the most important question...where can I find him?"
…
Ever since he learned that the Fifteenth Precinct had been attacked, John had been very concerned. He was afraid that something might happen to Marcus. But even though he said this, John was actually relieved in his heart, because in his opinion, he could pull off such an attack.
The only ones doing this are the Russians. This is definitely not the way High Tables behaves.
Since it was the Russians who caused the incident, their target must be Vigo. In John's opinion, Marcus is at much less risk. Although the Russians are very likely to kill Marcus along the way, but
John believed in Marcus' abilities.
It should be okay to save your life.
So after Kai left, he immediately felt the vicinity of the 15th Precinct to see if there was any chance to rescue Marcus.
But as the details of the attack were revealed, John was stunned.
What's the situation? What are the Russians doing? The main protagonist Vigo is still being detained at the police station, but Marcus has been taken away... Are these Russians doing something so senseless?
Just when John was in a mess, his cell phone was called.
This is his secret number. Very few people know this number. Only two people know it so far.
Winston and Marcus.
John answered the phone immediately, fearing it was Marcus.
So disappointed.
It's Winston.
"John...there's trouble."
John said nothing, quietly waiting for the next step.
"I think I know who captured Marcus."
"who?"
"Santino..."
"Santino?" John didn't expect to hear this name. To be honest, he had almost forgotten Santino. The last time they met was three years ago. He originally thought that he would be together for a long time.
I can't hear this name.
"Why...why did he want to arrest Marcus?" Of course John remembered the agreement with Santino, but he just didn't think about it for a moment. So he didn't understand why Santino would arrest Marcus.
Winston was actually very confused. When he learned that the 15th Precinct was attacked, he didn't pay much attention. He also thought that the people who attacked the police station were idiots. He was ready to watch the show, but Santi
Nuo called and asked him to pass the news that Marcus was in his possession to John...
Winston is going crazy!
He knew that Santino wanted to find John and let John kill his sister, but he never expected that Santino would use this method to find John and directly attack the police station... Damn, this is a normal person
logic?
There are many ways to find John, so why use this most thankless method?
The police just haven't figured out what role the high table played in this incident, but it doesn't mean that the police will never know. You know, this is the United States! Attacking the police is already terrorism!
FBI, Department of Homeland Security, National Security Agency, etc., these agencies will work like crazy to find the real murderer!
This is no longer a matter for one law enforcement department, but for the entire United States! It has only been a short time since 911, and the United States today is absolutely merciless towards terrorism.
In other words, that idiot Santino actually provoked the entire US government!
No matter how awesome the high platform is, it is impossible to fight against an entire country!
Normally, the High Table would make some small moves down there, killing a lot of people, and the U.S. government would ignore it. But Nima, if the High Table is related to terrorism... the High Table will be exterminated all over the world in minutes!
You must know that the core territories of the twelve families of the twelve masterminds of the High Table are all scattered among the NATO countries!
If the United States declares this to be a terrorist organization...it's so painful to imagine.
Winston was almost pissed to death!
He has reported the matter to the High Desk Headquarters. They must handle this matter carefully, otherwise it will be a big trouble!
Of course, the most important thing now is to stabilize Santino, that idiot, so Winston called John.
"He wants you to kill Jaina."
"What?!!" John really didn't expect this.
"His father died yesterday. Jaina took over the seat of the Twelve Masterminds. He doesn't have much time, so... his brain is broken and he wants to force you out."
Winston said a little bitterly.
He also had a share of credit for this. If he hadn't deliberately concealed John's location, Santino wouldn't have been so anxious because he couldn't find John.
John, on the other hand, had a strong sense of unreality. How could things develop like this in just a few days?
He felt as if he had been detached from the world for a while.
But soon, John regained his composure.
"Where's Santino?"
"John...how did you let your Blood Oath Badge fall into the hands of that idiot Santino! Do you know what he asked you to do? He asked you to assassinate the Twelve Masterminds! No matter whether you succeed or not, you will be punished.
The endless pursuit of the high table!" Winston said with hatred.
John was speechless.
At the beginning, he just wanted to get out of the high-end table and marry his girlfriend, so that they could live together in two places. He didn't think about the consequences at all.
Of course, it's too late to say this now. Did he reject Santino?
Rejecting the blood oath also violates the iron law of the High Table!
He will still be pursued relentlessly by the high table table.
Damn it... there is no choice... John is also regretting his haste...
"Where is he?!!"
John could only rescue Marcus first, and no matter what, he couldn't drag Marcus down anymore.
Thinking about it now, John felt that Marcus was the worst offender, and it obviously had nothing to do with him.
…
New York Museum of Art, Camorra Hall.
The Camorra family has been standing in Italy for hundreds of years. Although they are a mafia family, their background is actually stronger than some real nobles. For example, this exhibition hall was donated by the Camorra.
All the artworks are from the collection of the Camorra family. The advantage of doing this is to avoid tax. In Western countries, artworks used for exhibitions are not taxed. Although they are said to be donations, in fact these artworks
The ownership is still owned by the Camorra family. Many wealthy people like this tax avoidance method. They spend money to buy art, and then hang it under a museum, even if it is only displayed once, it is tax-free.
Santino looked at the artwork in front of him proudly, and he could strongly feel that these things belonged to him!
In Santino's mind, he was indeed worthy of pride.
Attacking the police station to arrest Marcus seems reckless. But in Santino's view, it is not that bad. Because no matter who it is, the first reaction must be the various Abrams in Vigo, and those weapons are indeed
It's Abram's.
From Santino's point of view, his scapegoating was flawless!
He attacked the police station and captured Marcus, but Abram took the blame and he himself was clean.
Simply perfect.
But everyone knows that what he did, in the eyes of a truly conscientious person, is as clumsy as a three-year-old child's trick. If you get rid of it, it is a terrorist attack. Do you really think that the FBI, Department of Homeland Security, and the National Security Agency are idiots?
Is Santino's ability to control these huge law enforcement agencies at the palm of his hand?
I'm thinking too much!
So Santino's outcome was doomed from the beginning. Even if he really killed his sister and passed the blame to John perfectly, his final result would be extremely miserable. Before, Winston thought that Santino
The best outcome for Tino is to be deprived of his power and become an empty mastermind, but now... the best outcome for him is to die a happy death.
The U.S. government cannot let him go.
But Santino didn't know all this yet. He thought he was a genius, as if the world was in his hands.
This self-righteous idiot even envisions that after he takes over the position of mastermind, he will slowly take control of the high table and turn this century-old organization into his own private property. In time, he will become the most powerful person in the world.
One of the people!
Thinking of these nonsensical things, his confidant Ares walked in.
It's that mute girl.
That's right...that's what this woman's name is.
How arrogant.
This girl was adopted by Santino. She received the strictest training and brainwashing since she was a child. She is Santino's most trusted subordinate. He gave her the name Ares. You can only imagine how inflated this girl is.
And Ares is really real, but he has never thought about changing his name.
No wonder outsiders think this guy is an idiot.
Ares gave Santino some sign language.
"Oh... let our friend come in quickly. I've been waiting for him for a long time."
The woman nodded.
Soon, John came in with him.
Santino, on the other hand, was still pretending to be looking at the huge oil painting in front of him.
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"Oh, John! Come on, sit down. I've been waiting for you for a long time." In Santino's view, John has been avoiding him. But so what? Not because of his intelligence,
I found it myself.
I, Santino, Sego!
"Where's Marcus?"
How could John still have the heart to play house with this idiot?
Santino looked at John dissatisfied. He felt that John lacked respect for him. He was the Twelve Masterminds!
Well...this idiot's paranoia has become a little more serious.
He started before even writing the horoscope.
However, Santino knew that John had to complete this matter, so he still suppressed his dissatisfaction.
"Of course! Marcus, of course, he's fine. As long as you..."
"Let Marcus go, otherwise we have nothing to talk about."
"John!" Santino still couldn't hold it back, he shouted loudly: "Don't forget your blood oath!"
"So what?" John said coldly: "Let Marcus go so that we can have a blood oath. Otherwise, if we break up, I will be chased by the high table, but what about you? Gianna is not a good boy.
Girl, do you think she will let you go after he knows you want to assassinate her? The second son of Camorra? Hehe, we all know that you are nothing in front of Jaina, otherwise you would not need an assassin to help you.
Seize power."
Santino's face was peeled off cleanly.
Indeed, if Santino really had the ability to compete with Gianna for the position of heir, he would not stay in the United States, and even his father would not dare to go back.
He is just an abandoned, useless second son!
His father never considered letting him inherit the family.
"You..." John's threat made Santino, who had always felt that everything was under control, feel extremely embarrassed.
"Let Marcus go!"
John didn't care. In fact, if it weren't for the blood oath, John would have used another method to get Santino to release him.
"immediately!"
"Okay...but my request..."
"The blood oath...cannot be broken." John really had no right to choose.
"Very good...let him go!"
…
Marcus was still released, but John didn't want to drag Marcus down anymore, so he just let him leave first.
Although Marcus felt it was inappropriate, his current situation was not very good. Staying would be nothing but a burden, so he had no choice but to leave first.
"Now... we can talk about commissions." Santino said.
John was just about to nod.
There was intensive gunfire outside.
Soon Santino's men ran in: "Police! Lots of police! They just shot and killed them!!!"
John was stunned for a moment, then looked at Santino.
He found that he didn't seem to need to fulfill any blood oath. After all, the owner of the blood oath seemed to be dying soon.
Santino turned pale.
He is not really stupid, he is just a little confused about the situation and thinks too highly of himself. But he knows very well what the crime of attacking the police station is. Now that the police station found him so quickly, why do they need to talk about it?
"Is it you? John, are you betraying me?"
John quickly waved his hand: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
