In this world, the West Sea is different from the East Sea, the North Sea, and the South Sea. The West Sea family consciousness is deeply rooted, and everything is based on the family. Each island is mainly dominated by each family, and there are also countries, but it is not the mainstream, and there are very few than the other three seas.

The West Sea Mafia has extremely great power in this sea area. It can even be said that it is the real ruler of the West Sea. Except for the navy that is backed by the world government, the other forces do not make them afraid of it. The pirates across the West Sea are no exception.

The West Sea Mafia is not only connected with various dark forces, including pirates, but also closely linked to governments of various countries and officials in the world. It can be said that it is both black and white!

Carlos has been in the Mafia for more than half a year and knows more or less about the information about the Mafia in the West Sea.

The five mafia families in the West Sea are the Capone family in the north, the John family in the south, the Ferro family in the east, the Charlie family in the west, and the Ganbino family in the middle.

The influence of these five major families is islands that they directly manage, and islands that their subordinate forces intervene, which have great influence.

Iron Island belongs to the second type, an island that is affiliated with the John family and the Mike family. Although they cannot fully control this type of island, they can still stomp their feet, and the Iron Island will tremble three times!

The mafia has a strict organization and a strict hierarchy. From low to high, it is divided into peripheral members, formal members, combatants, small leaders, leaders, big leaders, patriarchs, and godfathers.

Peripheral members are gangsters who depend on mafia. Their things they do are very complicated, rough and simple, without a fixed reward, and they rely on the amount of credit to pay, and outstanding people can be promoted to official members.

Formal members can wear brown suits, knives and swords, receive a fixed monthly salary of 50,000 Baileys, plus various additional incomes, such as rewards, pensions, medical expenses, etc.

The fighters are elite members of the Mafia. In addition to swords, they can be equipped with guns, black suits and brown capes, fixed rewards of 100,000 Baileys and various additional incomes.

The small leader is a lower-level cadre of the mafia. He can wear all kinds of clothes without restrictions, wear weapons at will, and a fixed reward of 200,000 Bailey plus one percent of the profit share. Of course, other benefits will only be better.

The leader is a fixed income of 500,000 Baileys plus three percent of the profit share; the big leader is a million Baileys plus five percent of the profit share. The position of the big leader is generally held by the direct members of the Mafia family.

The interests referred to here are the benefits obtained after a battle victory, rather than the interests of the mafia family owning the industry.

Above the big boss, there are clan leaders of all kinds of families. The godfather on the other side is actually the clan leader, but he is the patriarch of the five major mafia families in the West Sea. In order to show their uniqueness and reflect their status, they are called godfathers. The five major families are the five godfathers!

There are usually fifty people under the small leader, which are composed of formal members and combatants. The higher the proportion of combatants, the stronger the strength.

The leader has four small leaders under his command, with more than 200 people; the leader has three leaders under his command, with more than 600 people.

This is the information Carlos learned about the Mafia family. It is very good to become a small leader in half a year. Everyone below has to respectfully call him the boss!

In fact, Carlos can at least get to the position of the leader, and even a higher level has a 50% chance, but because he wants to hide his weakness, Carlos has not shown all his strength.

Carlos is not the former Carlos. He just wants to become a formal member of the Mafia. He has greater ambitions!

Although the ambition has already sprouted, it cannot be fully blossomed due to its own strength and power, and it needs to grow slowly over time!

...

Recalling the past, Carlos became more relaxed and slowly fell asleep. He slept until the evening, the sun set, and the setting sun was as bloody.

"Boss Carlos, Boss Carlos..."

The shouts came, awakening the sleeping Lucifer Carlos, opened his eyes, yawned, turned to look behind him, a strong young man in a brown dress and a brown cloak stood more than ten meters away with a smile on his face and shouted at him...

"What's the matter, Noah, disturb me from sleeping..." Carlos was a little angry and said quite dissatisfied.

Noah, with an ordinary appearance, his confidant, fighter, nicknamed Poison Mosquito, his marksmanship is very accurate, and he likes to shoot ghosts the most!

"Hehe... Don't be angry, it's Boss Carney who invites you to drink..."

"He treats him, he pays for it."

After saying that, Noah thought about it and added.

Carney, like him, is also a small mafia leader. He is under the leadership of the same leader. He has a good relationship with him and often drinks together.

However, this guy has a bad habit. He always likes to play word games, especially when drinking. He wipes his butt a lot, so his wallet has become much thinner.

"He paid?"

"It's almost the same, and finally my conscience has discovered..."

Although this guy likes to cheat after drinking, he is still more trustworthy and says he will still pay for it, but they have long been alienated.

"Call the brothers who are free and go and have a drink with me!"

"By the way, it's still an old place, right?" Carlos said as he walked away, stretching his waist.

Although Carlos is only fifteen years old this year, he is much taller than when he was of the same age on Earth.

Carlos's face and skin tone are similar to those of yellow people, with a height of 1.65 meters, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, black hair, and a black suit cut in a combination of vitality and a hunk of slackness in his heroic temperament!

"Yes, boss, Clover Tavern." Noah bent down slightly, curled his smile and replied respectfully.

The boss is usually easy-going, but the boss is not a good person. When the boss just took the lead, many people were dissatisfied with being led by a little kid. That ended up... Tsk tsk, I'm so miserable!

He has also been repaired, but fortunately, he is not the one who dances the most, and the grave grass is already dense.

"Don't be restrained, follow me and have a good time to have a drink tonight!"

"Hehe, yes, boss."

"Look at me tonight, I'll do my best. I will definitely help the boss overturn Carney and let him lie under the table!"

"Then I'll wait and see."

"I will never let the boss down!"

As they were talking, the figures of the two gradually faded away, and the shadows on the grass became longer and longer.

...

Late at night, in the Iron City, the Clover Tavern, and in the exclusive private room, the mafia members in suits were drunk. In the entire tavern, only Carlos and another young man in a flower shirt were sitting at the table, and the two were still fighting for wine.

"Carlos, I'll tell you a secret, don't tell others..." The young man in a floral shirt said in a drunken way, and the smell of alcohol was filled with his words, which was very intoxicating.

"secret?"

"Breaking the truth, what secret can you have?"

"Himmer...Don't tell me, you found out that someone had an affair with someone, and someone had robbed someone's woman again. How many times have I said that kind of thing? I'm not interested..."

Carlos's face was slightly red. Although he was a little dizzy, he was still very clear. The Golden Bell cover was good, and he had a good physical fitness and had a lot of alcohol. If he hadn't been drinking from dark to midnight, he wouldn't have been dizzy. He was a group of alcoholics, and he was still an alcoholic who could not drink very much.

"This time it's not that kind of little secret, but...the secret treasure about the sea...the secret treasure, the secret of the devil fruit!"

Carlos's spirit was shocked, his alcoholic dissipated a lot, he became much more serious, and said calmly: "Just blow it, can you still know the secret about the devil fruit?"

"Do you boy know the value of the devil fruit?"

"That's a baby worth at least 100 million Berry!"

"Who do you look down on me? This is it?" The drunken Boss Carney glanced at him with dissatisfaction.

"I'll tell you..."

Boss Carney approached Carlos and lowered his voice.

"Last night on our Mafia territory, some wreckage floated down the coast where I was patrolling, and there were some treasure chests inside them."

"There are a lot of Berry jewelry in the treasure chest, and the most important thing is that there is a devil fruit inside!"

"It's a pity that I have many people above, otherwise I'll post it and I'll be unwilling to accept it when I think about it!"

"The little Berry rewarded above is nothing!"

As he spoke, Carney started to speak loudly, complaining, unwilling to accept, dissatisfied, and stuttering.

"The above is too much, what about it later?" Carlos said following his words.
Chapter completed!