Chapter 81: Strategy of Driving Tigers to Swallow Wolves (Part II)

"I knew it, I knew it, hah, who do they think they are? The Godfather is old, so they think they can do whatever they want? Then I can only say, they are in a hurry to die..."

In a bar in the East District, a bearded man was holding a cigar. He was the second-in-command of the Coca Gang. The bartender sent a glass of water-cut whiskey. The bearded man took a sip of wine and took a puff of smoke. While exhaling smoke, he said: "They haven't experienced that era, they don't understand..."

"The Godfather only wants sincerity." He tapped the bar counter with his fingers, emphasizing his tone: "He is telling us that if we want to get a share of the pie here, we must listen to his orders."

"Just like what he did many years ago, how he gathered the entire Cat Getan underworld and then established the Twelve Families—those greenhorns will never understand."

The person opposite him was a thin man, not as burly as him, and his face was a bit pale and gloomy. He was the person in charge of this bar and a member of the Comet Gang, one of the four giants of Elizabeth Street. He smoked a cigarette and said: "I heard my boss say, you know, our big boss was the first leader of Elizabeth Street, and he once worked under the Godfather."

"That group of bastards from Metropolis thought they provoked the Godfather, and the Godfather didn't make a move for a while, so he was afraid of them. They are really naive. The Godfather won't make a move himself..."

"He doesn't need to make a move himself." The bearded man said, "Cat Getan today is no longer the era when the big leader needs to go down and shoot."

"He is telling me these gangs that although he is old, as long as he is still alive, he will always be the underground king of Cat Getan." The thin man said.

"The attending physician was injured, so the psychiatric hospital closed? This kind of lying ghost rhetoric is only believed by those greenhorns who have just entered the industry. Damn attending physician!"

"What kind of attending physician is needed there? To cure the cock-headed man on the street next door of his stinking problem of trembling when he sees eggs?"

The thin man and the people around him laughed together. The bartender was wiping the glass while saying: "Where can't you find an attending physician? I think I can do it too. Anyway, it's just calculating accounts and writing medical records. Where are there any patients to treat?"

"That's why I said, this is all ghost talk to deceive ghosts. The Godfather deliberately cut off this industry so that the gangs know that if they want to make money with him, they must be obedient and go to help him clean up those enemies, otherwise don't even think about making money."

The bearded man took a sip of wine and grinned, continuing: "Many years ago, the Godfather did this. He used two poppy plantations to threaten the downstream gangs to help him clean up the biggest thorn at the time, that... Anthony. That was a big business. If he could really get the products of those two plantations in his hands, he would definitely make a lot of money. As a result, you all know, the head of that Frenchman was placed on the Godfather's table the next day."

"They won't live long." The thin man said gloomily, "The sissies from Metropolis should roll back to their old nest and don't come to meddle in Cat Getan's affairs."

"Roll back? I'm afraid they don't have any chance to roll back. They are dead."

On the other side, Shiler was holding the phone in the hospital and said: "Yes, thank you for your concern, I'm fine... Yes, I just need to recuperate, I really didn't expect..."

He just wanted to continue speaking, when the nurse walked in with a large bouquet of flowers and said: "It seems to be sent by the Lauren family."

"Put it there, thank you, and help me take away these bouquets of flowers, they are not fresh."

The nurse cleaned up the side of the hospital bed, which was full of flowers and gifts from various gang families. The nurse couldn't help but think of what they said when chatting in the corridor: even if the Godfather was sick, there might not be such a big battle.

Shiler's mood was very good. This was a paid vacation. In the past two days, he had received dozens of kilograms of various precious red wines and cigars. He didn't know which little genius spread the fact that he liked smoking cigars, so now, his manor had hundreds of millions of various precious cigars.

The idea of faking illness actually came from a flash of inspiration one morning.

In fact, there was no need for others to specifically remind him. Shiler also knew that the people from Metropolis must be targeting him.

Before, Deathstroke took the employer's money to kill him, but was persuaded back by him. The person behind the scenes must not give up. It might be because of Deathstroke's running away, he didn't choose to hire any well-known killers who fought alone, but found a group of bandits from nowhere, wanting to fight a team battle.

If according to common sense, at this time Shiler should start an offensive and defensive battle with them. After all, judging by the style of Cat Getan, asking the police is thinking too much. The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. All Shiler can do is to hire good bodyguards at a high price, or find someone to protect himself 24 hours a day.

Even if he used the gray fog to find their location, Shiler had to be careful and cautious to catch a few of them alone and kill them.

But that was too stupid. Shiler thought, he didn't want to pull himself to the same level as that group of bandits, and then be defeated by their rich experience.

bidige.

Since the person behind the scenes could afford to hire Deathstroke, the group of bandits he found wouldn't be small fish or shrimp. They must have some skills, otherwise they wouldn't have killed the Godfather's people as soon as they came to Cat Getan.

Hiding everywhere every day? Guarding against assassination that might come at any time? Shiler wouldn't do that.

So, after notifying Falcone, Shiler directly "got injured," and he was not lightly injured.

Ask, and it's that he needs long-term recuperation. Ask, and it's that he's in a bad mood and his brain isn't turning.

It doesn't matter if he's injured. The psychiatric hospital has to close because there is no attending physician. Then who can sit still among these gang leaders?

The psychiatric hospital has been operating for so long. Those who ate the crab first have already made a lot of money, and those who followed later are working hard to spread the industry into it. They spent a lot of time and money to do this, and they were about to harvest, but they were cut off. How could they be willing?

Those who have already made money are even less willing. Without the risk of rain of bullets, they only need to talk to Shiler about the split, and they can sit and collect money. Who wouldn't want to do such a good thing? They have already earned a lot of money, and they want to earn more. Closing down at this time, isn't that a loss?

On the first day the psychiatric hospital announced its closure, all the phones were blown up, including Bruce's.

During the time Shiler returned to Cat Getan University, Bruce was in charge of the whole hospital. Although Shiler didn't discuss his plan with Bruce in advance, who is Batman? He thought about it for less than a few seconds and knew Shiler's intention.

So this world's richest man directly opened up on the spot. All the gang bosses who called him to fish for information only got Bruce's idiot triple: don't know, not clear, don't understand.

I'm just an idle big tycoon with an empty head. What's the use of you asking me? It's better to ask Evans.

Evans also worked well in the hospital. After all, he was the Godfather's son, and he was naturally in the same camp as these gang bosses. So these leaders could only call Evans again.

Evans also expressed that he was very embarrassed. He could only tell these gang bosses that this was his father's decision, and he couldn't interfere.

Saying this, the gang bosses all understood. What assassination injury! Isn't it just the Godfather's means again?

They are not stupid either. They know this is the Godfather warning them. The Godfather lost face, so no one will be better off.

That group of people from Metropolis dared to ignore Cat Getan's rules so much, and others were still watching the fun on the side, so everyone don't think about making money.

The gang bosses felt that this was indeed the Godfather warning them. If they still want to eat meat together, then show sincerity. I point where you hit.

After weighing it, the gang bosses figured it out. What kind of guests from Metropolis, they are clearly bastards from Metropolis! Find people for me immediately, found them and chop them directly. No need to see people alive, just see corpses dead.

In order to continue their money-making business in the psychiatric hospital, the gang bosses almost dug three feet into the ground to dig out that group of people from Metropolis.

How fierce Cat Getan gangs are, there is no need to say more, especially when this matter threatened their real interests, everyone involved was frantically looking for and attacking that group of outsiders.

Originally, this group of people entered Metropolis for a few days and had already found their target, which was Shiler. They didn't do it at the time, just out of confidence in themselves, wanting to arrange the situation to be foolproof before doing it.

Shiler moved out of Cat Getan University, and they were already at the end of the net, but before they could do it, Shiler was suddenly injured!

What? He was attacked by outsiders from Metropolis? Outsiders from Metropolis? Isn't that us? We didn't!!

The bandits from Metropolis are now in a mood like eating shit. They have been in the industry for so many years and have encountered all kinds of strange things, but this is the first time they have been touched by porcelain!

We haven't done it yet!! He fell down himself!! What does it have to do with us!!!

But obviously, this matter cannot be explained clearly. If you want to find evidence to prove that they did it, it is easy to find, but they want to prove that they didn't do it themselves. Now people are lying in the hospital, what else can they say?

The victim says who did it, then who did it.

Besides, even if it wasn't them who did it, the Godfather says it is, then it is.

Originally, they had already found a place to arrange bombs near Shiler's manor and found a good place to squat nearby, intending to lure Shiler over, but now it's good, all the gangs in Cat Getan are looking for them. The place where they were squatting was discovered, and they could only transfer locations.

Although they caught the Godfather by surprise at the beginning, that was also in the case of a sneak attack. In the past few days, they witnessed the whole process of how Cat Getan gangs fought with the firepower of a small war. Where does Metropolis have this battle? Now these gangs don't fight each other, but unite to fight them.

Look at the machine guns on the armored vehicles, the rocket launchers in everyone's hands, and even some who don't know who died and got several rocket launcher vehicles. Who wouldn't be nervous? You stomp and you go numb!

So, now it's the outsiders who are hiding everywhere. Cat Getan's gangs don't seem to want to catch them at all. Several locations where they were hiding were found by these gangs, and it was directly a rocket launcher washing the ground. They don't want living people, they only want corpses, and not so complete ones are fine.

When it comes to the degree of madness of gangs, no city in the world can compare with Cat Getan. And when these crazy gangs unite to strike a target, the tragic degree of this target can be imagined.

The losses brought by frequent transfer of strongholds are not just small troubles such as material inability to supply and daily necessities inability to store, but more importantly, once the tail is caught and someone comes to the door, if you want to retreat, someone must cover the rear. After several transfers, they have already left behind a few good hands, and the whole group has changed from the original dozen people to a few people.

They wanted to give up the mission and run away, but Cat Getan's gangs wouldn't give them this chance.

I don't know who spread it, whoever can hand in this certificate first can get the biggest piece of cake. With profit first, of course, dare to be the first. The gangs are crazy and want to take them to claim credit and reward. ===== CHAPTER 82 =====