"Brother Gotti..."

Just as the flames started to rise from the private wine workshop of the Molan Gang, the person who was investigating the tunnel had already revealed his head again and replied in a trembling tone, "There is also a large warehouse opposite, full of wine, at least ten times the amount here!"

"It seems that the Moran Gang's real warehouse is..."

Killer Gotti raised the three-barrel machine gun with a grim smile on his face, "I inform brothers, don't worry about the winery anymore, we're going to do a big deal this time!"

"What should I do with these Moran Gang people in the winery?"

"Tie it all up and lock it in the house to the west!" Gotti smiled very freely, "and then lit up the remaining houses. I want the guys from Moran to watch their winery turn into a sea of ​​fire with their own eyes, just like our stronghold..."

"Yes, Brother Gotti!"

"It's enough to keep a few people in this matter. The rest of the people followed me to that big warehouse..."

"I understand, Brother Gotti!"

When the killer Gotti and the Capone Gang came out of the tunnel, there was a row of huge warehouses in front of them, in which a large number of wine barrels were neatly piled up. Just as the person before said, the number was at least ten times that of the private wine workshop of the Moran Gang.

"Brother Gotti..." A man standing by the window to investigate outside suddenly shouted, "The pier is here, and the boat that picks up ours is near us!"

"Hahahaha..., it's such a god-given opportunity!" Gotti looked out the window and laughed. "I informed the ship that was receiving it to come over. You start to do it and move all the wine that can be moved here. In the end, if you can't move, I will burn it out with a fire. This time, I will let the people from the Moran Gang remember our Capone Gang..."

"I understand! Brother Gotti!"

All the members of the Capone Gang shouted in high spirits!

"Mr. George..."

Strange Gunwait walked into George's room with great strides, "What happened on the dock!"

"Have those little kids from the Capone Gang appeared again?" George grinned, "It's very good. This time I must take off the heads of Capone Becky and the killer Gotti."

"It's not like that, Lord George..." Weitert looked solemn, "Our warehouse was burned!"

"It will burn it, it will be burned, not the first time it has been burned..." George said dismissively, "Just transfer another batch of goods from warehouse No. 1 tonight!"

"I'm afraid it can't be adjusted..." Weird Gun Wit looked straight at George, "Warehouse No. 1 is also on fire!"

"How is that possible?" George grabbed the neck of the monster Gun Witter, "How did the puppies from the Capone Gang discover Warehouse No. 1?"

The strange gun Witt first pressed his hand on George's wrist, pushed away his hand holding his clothes, and then sorted out his clothes, before saying, "They found the tunnel that you dug straight to Warehouse No. 1, Mr. George..."

"How did they find it?" George looked in disbelief, "that tunnel is so hidden..."

"It's pointless to consider this issue now, Lord George!" Weird Gun Witt raised his voice, "Warehouse No. 1 was burned down, what you should consider now is how to deal with the next shipment, and..." Weird Gun Witt's tongue shook twice, "...to deal with the blame from Lord Tulius and His Majesty the King!"

"Shipment matter..." George thought about it for a while, and then immediately made a decision. "Someone recently came up with a good idea for me. This time we borrow some goods from other private wine dealers first..."

"Mr. George," reminded Weiter, "the wine dealers who can live to this day have backgrounds..."

"Don't we?" George asked resentfully.

"You are right..." Witt lowered his head.

"As for Tulius and the King, there is no problem with us. The warehouse was not burned by us. It was burned by the puppies of the Capone Gang. They should help us fight against the puppies of the Capone Gang!"

"You are so wise..." Witt raised his head and answered expressionlessly.

"Witt, go and arrange it, let the brothers borrow some wine from other private wine dealers... Forget it, I'll arrange this matter in person!"

“As you wish!”

The chubby Carlo stood at the edge of the dock, looking at the warehouses with a gloating mood, feeling very happy.

Carlo was originally a retailer in Cicero that specializes in selling gin wine, but after the alcohol ban, his shop was forced to become a grocery store, and Carlo's own income also dropped sharply.

Just when he was complaining about the world, the turn of opportunity came.

Cicero's Minister of Finance Aquinas sent someone to come to him and asked Roland to continue his old business. Moreover, Carlo didn't have to worry about purchasing goods this time. He just needed to activate his previous connections and sell the wine back at a high price.

Carlo immediately seized this good opportunity!

In the following days, Carlo's grocery store was still half dead, but the private wine he hid behind the grocery store was selling well. In addition to the high profits he paid, the remaining little soup was enough to make Carlo's life very comfortable.

For Carlo, everything is perfect now, except for a little less quota for the monthly private wine.

Although Carlo didn't know who the current quota for private wine belonged to, he still understood where most of the private wines went...

These are the fire warehouses I see now!

Now that I’m fine, the private wine in the city will burn at least 40% of it. So can the price of the wine in your hand increase slightly?

Just as Carlo was thinking about whether to raise the price and humming a small song to return to his grocery store, he was surprised to see that the guy in his store had been beaten to the point of bleeding and fell to the side. Others with weapons were moving all the wine from their backyard and delivering it to the car outside.

This is… robbery!

"Where are the police? Where are the police... Someone robbed here!"

Carlo shouted loudly, but a policeman on the corner of the street immediately turned around and disappeared on the street next to him.

"There is another one here, he dares to call the police..."

"Fuck him, don't let him get in the way!"

Bang!

Carlo felt a severe pain coming from the back of his head, and then he fell to the ground without saying a word!

By the time Carlo woke up, his grocery store had become empty. Not only were the private wines behind him looted, but even the groceries in front of him were snatched away completely!

"Who, who did this!" Carlo shouted in grief and anger!

An hour later, Carlo, who had inquired about the situation, appeared in front of the residence of the Chancellor Aquinas, crying and shouting.

Two hours later, Aquinas, the Chancellor of Finance, entered Cicero's palace with Justice Giotto, whom he met on the road.
Chapter completed!