On the balcony, Victor and Anthony were blowing the wind and smoking.

"What are your plans in the future?" Victor turned around and looked at the people who were drinking and singing, and said to Anthony.

Anthony answered simply: "What else can you do? Save your life first. If you do this tonight, the entire American mafia will probably be in trouble tomorrow. The Gambino family will not let us go. The Bernano family is probably in trouble. If I guess well, Chris will probably bring people to you all over the city. Are you planning?"

Victor smiled and said, "I have a plan beyond this one."

"You said." Anthony smiled: "Since you were a child, you were the most sensible. This is like your grandfather, so your father named Victor."

Victor said: "I think so. At present, our strength cannot confront the Gambino family, let alone the five major families. These families seem to be a solid piece now, but in fact they are only temporary. No one wants to see any party become the king..."

"You mean, hit it with one another!?" Anthony was not a fool.

"This is basically the meaning. But now we can't negotiate conditions for others, after all, we have nothing." Victor rubbed his head and said, "If you want to save your life, you must first win, threaten!"

"Threat!?" Anthony almost died of excitement: "What are you going to threaten others?"

Victor's eyes were firm: "How about you think if I ask them that they will not let me go, I will be a tainted witness to the police?"

"What!?" Anthony's cigarette butt almost fell from his mouth: "Dirty Witness!? Delusion! Not to mention that you do this, it is equivalent to completely occupying the opposite of the entire mafia. The Supreme Committee will not let you go, but you can't get through here!"

"Why?"

"We from the Ferro family would rather die than mingle with the police! This is a shame!" Anthony shouted.

Victor was so angry: "Didn't I say that, I'm a threat! I didn't really do it!"

Anthony thought for a while: "It's interesting. When I came out, I brought out the important family documents. If the police got these, the five major families would probably be in great trouble. It is unlikely that they would be uprooted. But it is certain that the energy is severely damaged. Over the years, the government is having a headache because it can't find enough evidence to deal with them. If this move is done, there should be some hope."

Anthony looked at Victor and said, "But even if they verbally promised to let you go, they will definitely send someone else secretly."

"This is what I'm talking about for the long term." Victor said: "If you want to save your life, you must rely on your own strength. We have nothing to do now. There are only a few people, and we have to recruit soldiers again."

"I know this, but what about money!? This is the sphere of influence of the Bernano family!" Anthony gave Victor a blank look.

"You can earn it!" Victor smiled.

"Do you do that movie!?" Anthony sneered.

Victor handed Anthony a cigarette: "What do you think of the arms business?"

"Martial arts?" Anthony's brow shook and stopped talking.

In 1940, the world war was in full swing. Before the United States joined the war, arms continued to pour out from the country, and a lot of money flowed in. This was the government and the private sale of gangs was even more so. The here was very rich and the risks were naturally high.

"It's a way." Anthony nodded: "But, I tell you, such a good deal has been controlled by the Bernano family and the Heisen family. We want to insert it, and it's very difficult."

"Hisen family?" Victor asked, "Who is this?"

"The local gangsters in Los Angeles later defected to the Gambino family. With this backer, they didn't buy Bernano's account at all. Both sides often had conflicts with arms dealers."

"That means, this family is the mortal enemy of the Bernano family here?" Victor felt that the opportunity seemed to have come.

"The mortal enemy is the mortal enemy. Although Chris has had a headache for many years, he dare not really take action." Anthony said.

"What if we do it?" Victor whispered: "We stand up and let Chris secretly support it, and let the Heisen family go out. We let Chris account for 70% of the market, and we get 30%. Will he agree?"

"Of course." Anthony seemed to understand Victor's thoughts: "In this way, we are bound to the Bernano family and have a greater chance of survival."

"Then do it." Victor said.

"Damn it! Do you know the strength of the Heisen family?? It controls 60% of the local arms market, with nearly a thousand people under its command. The current leader is Hans Heisen. He has five sons, all of whom are fucking outlaws..."

"You have to find a way." Victor buzzed the cigarette butt: "First collect the old subordinates, contact as much as you can, and when the people are almost done, behead them first!"

"Behead?" Anthony couldn't understand.

"The snake has no head, it's not OK. As long as you lose these leaders of the Heisen family and then win over and suppress them, things will be easy to deal with? Also, with Chris's support, what are you afraid of?" Victor said.

Anthony smiled wickedly, pointed at Victor and cursed: "Victor, in the early years, you should have chosen you as the family leader, otherwise how could you end up in such a situation."

"I'm just saying, what to do is depend on you, I have to make a movie." Victor threw down a sentence that made Anthony vomit blood and went back.

"This brat!" Looking at Victor's back, Anthony couldn't stop talking about his joy.

That night, Victor did not return to the headquarters of Legend Company, and even did not leave the den at all.

In the whole of Los Angeles, the police were dispatched everywhere, and the people of the Bernano family came out and searched everywhere.

Anthony was wrapped in wounds and took Carlo out.

Before leaving, Fat Bear told Victor that if he hadn't come back before dawn, Victor would run away quickly.

After Anthony left, Victor couldn't sleep at all, and looked at the lights outside, and was extremely anxious.

"Don't worry, at worst, it's a death." Leo lay on the sofa, drinking beer.

"Are you a little promising?" Victor was so amused and crying.

It was not until dawn and the group was uneasy, and Anthony and Carlo came back.

"How is it?" Everyone surrounded the two of them.

Anthony poured a glass of wine: "Victor, I've said everything you said. Chris was almost mad at first and wanted to take your head to New York to apologize. Later, he locked himself in the room and stayed for more than an hour before he came out."

"How is it?" Victor said.

"Agree!" Anthony laughed: "He agreed to our plan to work with them to deal with the Heisen family, and promised to report your threat, and was very sure that the Bernano family came forward to lobby the other three major families, and passed the decision to exempt you from dying on the Supreme Committee, but the Gambino family would definitely not give up."

"It's good if he promises." Victor felt relieved: "Tell Bernano that if I die, the things they're working with us will immediately spread throughout the United States."

"Fuck, you guy is so bad!" Anthony laughed.

"There are free bodyguards to use, why not?" Victor also smiled: "You are tired too, so take a break first, I have to go back to the company."

"What are you doing when you go to the company?" Anthony said.

"Last night, 2,000 cinemas under Rymer's men played my movies, but I don't know what the result is? God bless you!" Victor made a cross.

"The mud can't help the wall!" Anthony's eyes rolled!

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After reading the comments, a relative asked me why I was a gangster again? Dear, because there were really gangsters involved in Hollywood history.

Moreover, Xiao Zhang's writing this has my plans, which has a lot to do with future movies.

So, if you trust Xiao Zhang, hehe, then keep watching, and you will find out: Damn! So that's it!
Chapter completed!