Chapter 392: The New Godfather of the Mafia

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The elder slumped down on the chair, his hands falling limply. There was a huge hole between his eyebrows. Blood flowing down his face and his wide-open eyes made for a staggering scene. Everybody was in shock and the bodyguards behind said elder were panicking. When they recovered their senses, they pulled out their guns. Mo Jue pulled the triggers in both his left and right hands and instantly sent five people to their deaths.

He was quick, vicious, and accurate.

Mo Jue’s typical style did not revolve around pulling the trigger. As an extremely vicious person, he did not like to take out his enemies with a gunshot but instead sparred with them in a fistfight. Although the guns he carried on him were akin to an ornament, Mo Jue’s skills with guns were, in fact, better than Ye Wei, the sharpshooter.

As the eight remaining elders were in shock, the room fell silent. The room that was once filled with reddened faces was now filled with horror as they looked at the dead elder. They were as shocked to discover how vicious and cruel Mo Jue was.

He pulled off a masterstroke by making an example to intimidate others.

As Mo Jue fired, the bodyguards behind the other eight elders also pulled out their guns. Although twenty-over guns were pointed at Mo Jue and Mo Ye, they did not fire back in retaliation. They maintained a cryptic standoff.

In two seconds, one of the nine families perished.

The atmosphere, as tense as a strung bow, could go off anytime.

The elders looked at Mo Jue, who remained stoic. Anger flashed through his deep, purple eyes. He coldly pointed the two guns in his hands at them, and nobody had a clue when or who he would fire at.

Mo Jue said, “Don’t test my response times or you will regret it.” The rest did not dare to anyhow order their men to open fire.

They fell silent, their legs trembling.

Although they were people who had experienced tumultuous times, they felt a chill run through them and even obeyed Mo Jue, who was young enough to be their son/grandson out of the latter’s immense brutality.

They understood much better than all others that the two brothers would not be able to leave here alive if Mo Jue dared to fire. Aware that they were surrounded, any resistance would be futile. If that weren’t the case, somebody else would have tried to take their chance.

Everybody, in the face of death, knew what not to do.

Big Boss Mo was actually calm and gently coughed before he began. The fearful elders watched with bated breath and did not make the slightest movement. The eight of them silently looked at each other.

As the outcome seemed inevitable, they exchanged glances to try to salvage the situation.

A cold smile broke over Mo Jue’s face as Big Boss Mo gently said, “Dear all, my younger brother is an impatient person.”

Big Boss Mo gave people the impression that he was cold and of few words, but his statement felt warm in contrast. Everybody knew that was a false impression.

The hidden meaning behind the statement was that he was impatient.

By describing Mo Jue as such, he was indirectly hinting to them of the inevitable outcome. He would waste them all should they not vote for him.

The elder who was initially neutral was the first to agree to deposing Louis. The good of the meeting laid in how open the votes were. If you agreed, you would put the wooden board so that everybody else could see it.

This explained why previous elections in the Mafia almost had a 100% approval rate. It was the Herd Effect.

But it was due to intimidation this time.

The initial three elders who agreed to depose Louis also voted in agreement, which increased the number of ‘agree’ votes to four. The other elders who had no other option unwillingly voted in agreement.

Everybody voted in agreement to depose Louis.

This vote signified the expulsion of Louis from the position of godfather from the Mafia.

Big Boss Mo coldly looked around and callously said, “The Mafia cannot be without a leader. Given how tense situations are today, there must be a person who must calm the crisis we are facing. That said, we will commence the voting session and see who is in agreement for me to become the godfather.”

There was a slight commotion in the great hall. While they could agree to deposing Louis, voting for Mo Ye on the other hand…

As the Mafia had a little impression of the Mo brothers, extremely few of them treated the Mo brothers as part of themselves. Most of them felt that the Mo brothers were working for Louis. Little did they know that they were the masterminds behind everything as their ultimate goal was to take over the Mafia.

It was without effort.

Big Boss Mo coldly said, “Please make the best choice today. If you do, everybody stays safe. If you do not, you all can have a gathering six feet under and reminisce about the good times.”

Hints of murderous intent emanated from his cold words.

A few gunshots then simultaneously rang out outside the room. All the elders were aghast whilst Big Boss Mo remained calm. Big Boss Mo, from beginning to end, remained seated with a cold gaze and distant look.

The man was as devious as the devil and his methods were nothing short of extremely brutal.

As the gunshots fell, silence came upon the room. All the elders were amazed at how the Mo brothers managed to buy over all of the people in the Colombian Sanctum, which numbered in the hundreds.

A bone-chilling wind came from their feet.

They were too powerful.

Considering how they were unaware of such a huge operation underneath their noses, the two brothers’ ability to execute their plan so meticulously and the depths of their mind were beyond what they could fathom. They only knew them as ‘the evil brothers’.

As the tables turned, heavy breathing could be heard from within the great hall.

With the detailed plans and strategies that Big Boss Mo made, he had everything firmly in his grasp and the others had no loophole they could exploit. This conspiracy was so perfectly planned that they had no choice but to admire him.

The nine elders initially gathered at the Colombian Sanctum because Louis called for an urgent conference with Mo Ye and Mo Jue standing in for him whilst he had a video conference with them. As of now, it was half an hour to the video conference.

It was afraid that Louis did not know that he had taken two traitors under his wings.

Big Boss Mo deliberately held the meeting an hour earlier to usurp absolute power and thoroughly oust Louis from the Mafia.

“Dear elders, have you made up your mind?” Big Boss Mo gently asked. If they did not see his face or meet his eyes but merely heard his voice, they might think it was a gentleman talking.

It was exactly this reason that made him even more terrifying.

Big Boss Mo looked around with a deep gaze and callously said, “I hate to be at gunpoint.”

All the elders were aghast. Only then did they realize that the bodyguards were still in a standoff against Mo Jue.

One of the elders waved to beckon his bodyguards behind him to keep their guns, and the other seven elders followed suit. Mo Jue flicked his wrists and kept both his guns. It was as though nothing had happened.

As though all the gunpowder and conflict were blown away by the wind, nothing seemed to happen.

“Very well then. I believe that you have considered it well. Let’s begin,” Big Boss Mo calmly said.

It was another beginning.

One of them sighed. Them voting was an eventuality, so hastening was of no harm. He angrily slammed his wooden plague in agreement. Big Boss Mo looked on emotionlessly as the other seven voted in agreement as well.

This was the most cryptic voting session in the Mafia’s history.

That moment was the moment Mo Ye took over the Mafia. He, who was once a nameless shadow, became the king of the second-largest power in the underworld and would eventually lead the Mafia to take out half of the Dragon Gate’s turf and cripple the effectiveness of the First Terrorist Organization to become the top dog in the underworld.

Following the voting session, all the elders stood up as per protocol and respectfully bowed and said “Godfather!” in unison.

A smile broke over Mo Ye’s face.

In a dark room on the other side of the castle, Ye Wei and Eleven coldly watched the images on the screen from head to toe. Ye Wei even rewound the video half-way.

“Gorgeous Mo Jue’s gunplay is really cool.”

She sounded neither warm nor cold. It sounded like mockery and frustration.

“What game are the brothers up to? A power struggle?” Eleven coldly replied. They were already there for a day and knew that Louis was about to hold a meeting today. Eleven had planted a monitoring device behind a flower in the meeting room.

“As expected.” Ye Wei gorgeously smiled in the extremely dark room. Each of them was sitting next to a computer with earphones. “This has all been a scheme from the onset,” she coldly said.

When it came to mind games, Ye Wei was comparable to the Mo brothers. As this happened, she quickly connected the dots and was able to explain everything.

The Mo brothers orchestrated this entire scheme from the start.

They were passively or actively engulfed in this conflict.

“How would you say so?” Eleven asked.

Ye Wei coldly smiled and said, “This has been a scheme ever since we set foot in City A. Since Ning Ning lost out to them in terms of skills, Mo Ye and Mo Jue had everything in their grasp. They even used Louis’ dogged vengeance against my third brother and third sister-in-law to plan this entire scheme and kick off an international conflict. While they seemingly protected Louis, they were effectively pushing Louis onto the brink of destruction and then take over him.”

“Based on how capable they are, taking over the Mafia is no challenge. Louis was never their match to begin with. If that was the case, why did they expend such effort?” Eleven did not understand. She was not as good as Ye Wei when it came to mind games.

When the two of them collaborated, Ye Wei was usually the brains while she was the brawn.

“Closely observe the current situation. The Dragon Gate’s position in North America is precarious and its power a shadow of what it was. Add that to Fourth Young Master Tang and First Young Master Lin’s troubles as well as third brother’s absence from the country. Losses are clearly immense. I am expecting the Dragon Gate’s position in North America to be far from before. Moreover, the mobilization of the coalition forces caused us to lose territory, and that along with Chu Li fighting William because of Rong Yan and our relationship with several large nations also soured. Give it some thought. What support did William have to allow him to duke it out with Chu Li for so long in the desert? He was simply not Chu Li’s match, and Louis must have certainly provided him support. As for Louis, I do not expect him to be able to completely plan for all these contingencies. Big Boss Mo must have secretly given him ideas. If we use a cake to describe our state of affairs, a third of the cake has been eaten. Our power is a fraction of what it was before, and we could perish with our opponents in this conflict.”

“What about the Mafia?” Eleven frowned as a bad omen came to her mind. She was baffled and said, “In terms of casualties, the Mafia should have suffered substantial casualties when Third Young Master Ye leveled his headquarters.”

“That’s not correct.” Ye Wei gently shook her head, looking solemn. “If my guess is not wrong, Big Boss Mo must have advised Louis to divert his main forces. While the Mafia may look like they have suffered immense losses, they were not the slightest fazed.”

“This is unlikely.” Eleven was shocked. There was absolutely nobody who could plan to this level of detail.

“It’s absolutely possible,” Ye Wei flatly replied as she dangerously squinted and put on her headphones. She walked to the window and could see the military forces deployed in front of the atrium despite them being in a blind spot in the building.

“Look at this Colombian Sanctum. Doesn’t it look more like the headquarters of the Mafia?”

“Are you saying that Mo Ye moved the Mafia’s headquarters to Colombia?” Eleven was slightly jolted and suddenly recalled something. She said, “The Colombian forces wantonly destroyed our location in Colombia some time ago with extreme precision despite the presence of three unregulated areas. Could this mean…”

“Indeed.”

“If all the above deductions are accurate,” Eleven coldly harrumphed, “The Mafia will be our biggest opponent.”

Ye Wei’s dark eyes were nary of emotions. Her coldness was imposing and she was like an Asura with her fists clenched.

This was all a conspiracy from the start. ‘Gorgeous Mo Jue, when are you real, and when are you fake?’

Eleven and Ye Wei were thinking about the same issue and did not say a word. Eleven murmured, “Wei Wei, let me tell you something.”

Her tone sounded extremely off. Ye Wei could not help but turn around and raise her eyebrows as she awaited Eleven’s reply.

Eleven flatly said, “I once exchanged blows with Mo Ye and he managed to fish me into revealing one of our locations in Colombia. Our massive losses in Colombia are likely related to that.”

Ye Wei frowned and slowly said, “It’s not your fault. The Mo brothers wanted to check up our locations, and they could do it without you by directly hacking into our systems. It has nothing to do with you.”

Eleven remained calm but unhappiness swept through her eyes. She said, “Even if it has nothing to do with me, they must have definitely schemed on us from the onset.”

Ye Wei agreed on that point. She recalled her conversations with Mo Jue in great detail, and there seemed to be nothing amiss. Eleven was usually meticulous. Nobody should have been able to catch her unaware.

“What shall we do now?” Eleven flatly asked.

“Let’s inform Ning Ning of this first as he, Chu Li, and Bai Ye will have some countermeasures on hand. I have a feeling that the coming year will be a tumultuous year for us.” Ye Wei sounded cold as steel and her eyes were as dark as the night sky.

Eleven was slightly shocked. She said, “Could it be that serious? Even if we lose a third of our turf, we are still stronger than the Mafia. Besides, we have the Dragon Gate on our side. With you acting as the middleman, collaborating against the Mafia is not a problem.”

Ye Wei smiled and said, “Eleven, we should have a casus belli to strike out against them. What do you think?”

This was Big Boss Mo’s masterstroke. He usurped power no earlier or later, but exactly at the worst possible moment when the international opinion was against the Mafia and the harshest against Louis.

As the two of them pulled strings from the back, Louis gradually became the public enemy. Once they usurped power and ousted Louis from the Mafia, they could be considered to have contributed to international peace.

If Big Boss Mo did resolve the conflict, what reason did they have to start a war?

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