At midnight, Leon went up to the rooftop alone.
The moon was very round tonight, and its bright light on the rooftop slightly relaxed his nervous heart.
Facing an existence that could kill him at any moment, even if he knew that the other party was unlikely to kill him, otherwise there would be no need to go to such lengths to save him, he was still somewhat terrified inside.
"You're here."
A familiar voice sounded, and he looked up in the direction of the sound.
At some point, George, wearing the God of Death mask, had already appeared above him, slowly descending from the sky, stepping on the moonlight. That scene was like a god descending.
"Mr. God of Death, what are your orders?"
Leon subconsciously bowed.
After George landed, he looked Leon up and down and said, "If I kill all the leadership of the other twelve families in Bronx, can you take over all their territory?"
He thought about it; cash alone was still too little. If he cooperated with Leon to take down the entire underground World of Bronx, then he could share the profits with Leon.
This would be a truly big score, and he wouldn't have to worry about money anymore.
As for whether Bronx would become better or worse after Leon ruled its entire underground World, that had nothing to do with him.
To be honest, the suffering of the people here had nothing to do with him. He wasn't a superhero who constantly thought about saving people or delivering all living beings; it was good enough if he could save himself.
"Wh-wh-what?"
Leon's legs went soft at the sound, almost making him fall onto the ground.
He didn't expect George's first sentence to be so shocking. He had just transformed the Chebel Family into the Leon Family, and now he was being asked to take over the entire underground World of Bronx.
None of those twelve families were easy to deal with.
However, when he saw the seriousness in George's eyes and knew that he wasn't joking, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
To be honest, this was truly tempting for him, but in the end, he shook his head with a bitter smile:
"Impossible. With my strength, I can't take on so many families. Even if I could, I shouldn't."
"Why?"
George raised an eyebrow. He could understand the former, but what did the latter mean?
Leon, afraid of angering George, quickly explained:
"You might not know this, but the reason Bronx has thirteen families is because it was set by Kingpin, the king of the entire U.S. underground World.
Even if you kill everyone in their twelve families, I can't monopolize all their territory. In the end, new twelve families will replace the previous twelve families.
Kingpin will not allow any family in Bronx to emerge that could threaten his position."
"Kingpin, what if I kill him?"
George frowned slightly.
He knew Kingpin, but he didn't expect Kingpin's influence over the underground World to be so vast that even the number of families in Bronx was controlled by Kingpin.
However, Kingpin was a mortal after all. Even if his physical strength and other aspects were close to the human limit, it wouldn't be too difficult for him to kill the other party. The main issue was that it wasn't easy to find him.
"Hiss~~"
Hearing George speak of killing Kingpin as easily as killing a chicken, Leon couldn't help but gasp.
"This, even if you kill Kingpin, it won't work. This matter isn't that simple.
If Kingpin dies, the entire underground World will fall into chaos. At that time, all the major families will inevitably start fighting, not just in Bronx, but also more powerful families in other places.
With my strength, it's impossible to protect all of Bronx, and even my current territory could be threatened."
"Then forget it."
George felt that Leon's words made a lot of sense. Unless he swept clean the entire U.S. underground World, otherwise, when he wasn't around, Leon might be killed one day.
Moreover, he didn't have the time or energy to do that, and doing so would inevitably attract the attention of various organizations and forces, which would also go against his original intention.
Making money was just to have more time to settle down and research magic. Spending a lot of time and energy on purging the underground World would be putting the cart before the horse.
"In that case, what if we only deal with one family, and then take over their territory and assets? Is there any problem with that?"
George spoke again.
This time, Leon didn't immediately refuse, but instead pondered for a few seconds before replying:
"If it's just one family, there shouldn't be a problem. At that time, I can allocate a portion to support a smaller family. As long as the number of thirteen families remains unchanged, Kingpin will at most send people to reprimand us a few times."
Such things had happened in Bronx before. The thirteen families jointly managed Bronx, and there were many instances of them fighting fiercely for profit. It wasn't even uncommon for smaller families to defeat larger families and rise to power.
Kingpin always welcomed such conflicts; conversely, if the thirteen families were united, that was not what Kingpin wanted to see.
"Good, then you provide a family that you are at odds with. These next few days, I will ensure their leadership all die unexpectedly. Then you can lead your people to occupy their territory, and we'll split the profits fifty-fifty from now on."
George nodded. Since he couldn't wipe out all twelve families, then eliminating one and taking all the profits, split equally, would definitely be a significant amount.
At least it should be more than his previous plan of just robbing the twelve families for cash.
"The Carlson Family. Their territory is right next to ours, and they often have friction with us. This time, while I was in an internal conflict with Che Bi'er, they seized a lot of our territory.
I was originally planning to fight them and reclaim that territory. If their leadership suddenly dies, then I am confident I can take over all their territory."
At this moment, Leon's expression became somewhat excited.
Not to mention a fifty-fifty split of profits, he wouldn't even object if it were all given to George.
It should be known that George did save his life, and during this time, the Carlson Family took advantage of the situation, and he lost several close brothers. He had never intended to let them off.
It's just that after the internal conflict, his strength was much weaker than before. He definitely couldn't win a fight; at most, he could annoy them.
But now it was different. This mysterious Mr. God of Death was willing to act, so this revenge could certainly be exacted.
"Collect all the intelligence on this family. I'll come to pick it up tomorrow night."
After leaving this message, George leaped off the rooftop and disappeared into the darkness.
Although it deviated somewhat from his original plan, the outcome wasn't too bad.
He wasn't a god; he couldn't calculate everything. Even with his significant informational advantages, mistakes were inevitable.
However, he felt this was normal. If a plan changed, then he would formulate a new plan. The important thing was to have the ability to calmly change plans and still successfully achieve his goals.
So, in the final analysis, strength was fundamental. With strength, even if this World became completely chaotic and deviated from the plots he knew, it wouldn't be a big deal.
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