Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 17 Explain to me, what is respect

Sicily is located in the south of Italy, separated from the Strait of Messina in the northeast, facing the Apennine Peninsula, and occupies an important position in the commercial and trade routes of the Mediterranean Sea.

Therefore, when Luke disembarked from Palermo, he expected to encounter a fairly strict interrogation.

The result was beyond his expectations. Luke, who was currently a smuggler Vito Corleone, only used twenty boxes of cigarettes, some ham and bread, and easily bribed the chief of this place, and was able to pass easily.

It can be seen that later generations said that the entire Italian army during World War II was corrupt from top to bottom. This is not without reason to speculate.

After landing, Luke saw a few tall men with peaked caps and tattoos on their arms on the pier of the port, secretly looking at his group.

He walked over with a kind face and said in fluent Italian, "Do you know where the Brass Bell Tavern is?"

The benefits brought by the superman template are not only the upgrade of strength and the strengthening of the body.

Speaking of learning talent and thinking ability, Luke has significantly improved.

If Superman, who wants to come to the studio next door, really thinks with his brain, he may not be inferior to Batman, who is known as the "Justice League think tank".

But maybe it is because of the existence of Batman that Superman will be too lazy to use his brain.

Luke smiled, got rid of these boring thoughts, and started talking to these tall men.

Before leaving, he just had a brief dash of Italian, and now he can speak a local dialect with a Sicilian dialect accent.

This is also one of the reasons why the Roaring Commando was able to pass the patrol warships many times along the way.

Later, many team members believed in Vito Corleone's identity.

Even though Luke had told Dumdan Duggan that he had grown up in Brooklyn, the latter remained skeptical that the young captain was most likely from Sicily.

"Mr. Corleone?"

The leading man asked with a frown.

"You can call me Victor."

Luke said lightly.

Hearing the other party's acknowledgment of their identity, these men in similar clothes immediately changed their attitudes and became respectful.

"Mr. Corleone, Boss Xhosa is waiting for you at the Brass Bell Tavern! The car is ahead!"

Immediately, he waved, and three black cars drove over outside the pier.

The man opened the car door and waited for Luke to get in.

The "Xhosa Boss" they call is the informant for the development of the Strategic Science Corps.

Luke gave the Howling Commandos a look to signal them not to let their guard down, and got into the car.

Soon, the convoy kicked up a cloud of dust and drove towards the Bronze Bell Tavern.

Cosa-Alessandro, the only remaining mafia leader in Sicily.

The mafia, which is famous in later generations, even world-renowned, is not having a good time at this time.

In 1925, after Mussolini gained absolute control over Italy, he delivered a massive national speech on the Mafia.

Through the tweeter, he vowed to all Italians to purify the air in society and crack down on gangsters and evil!

The cancer of the mafia must be completely eradicated from Italy!

No one thought that Mussolini actually did what he said and started a severe sweep of the Mafia.

On the one hand, he commanded the fascist (xi) military and police to arrest nearly a thousand mafia members, and on the other hand, he directly took down the opponent's lair.

And after being captured, even the basic trial process was not used, and a comprehensive bloodbath was launched directly.

In Sicily's Fountain Square, people are executed every day, and blood seeps into every tile and soil.

As a result, the mafia people died, fled, or were arrested and imprisoned, or fled overseas.

Up to now, Sicily is already a "pure land" without black forces.

Instead of worrying about harassment by gangsters, people have to endure a dictator's reign of terror.

However, it is worth mentioning that the Mafia, which was weakened in Italy, has risen again from the United States and regained its vitality.

For later generations of Hollywood gangster films, a large number of inexhaustible and inexhaustible character materials have been created.

Luke, who has been in contact with the Irish gangsters and also dealt with the Italian mafia, knows this very well.

Seeing the harsh living environment in Sicily and the grudge against Mussolini, many mafia families simply sneaked into the thighs of the Allies.

This was the case with Xhosa-Alessandro, who was developed into an informant for the Strategic Scientific Corps.

Three or ten minutes later, the car stopped at the door of the Tongzhong Tavern.

Several burly men with tattoos stood guard at the door, and Luke who got out of the car was stopped.

"Mr. Alessandro, are you going to let me in alone? It doesn't seem very sincere."

Luke sneered.

The leading man looked a bit ugly, he was silent for a while, and said: "The situation in Sicily is very tense, Mr. Corleone, please forgive me. Well, you can bring a follower. Boss Xhosa is very cautious, and this is also for his sake. For the sake of safety."

"Since your attitude is so sincere, then I have nothing to say."

Luke took off his black woolen coat and handed it to Manelli behind him, indicating that he was not carrying a weapon.

Then, reaching out for Damm-Dugan to follow.

"Stay where you are and wait for me to come out."

Luke ordered.

Manelli nodded, holding the clothes in one hand and the suitcase—with a submachine gun concealed in it—in the other.

He was very sure that if these mafias dared to play tricks, he and his team members could turn the Tongzhong Tavern upside down!

Luke paced into the tavern, which was a meeting place for the mafia.

The thick round tables were full of "family members".

Most of them are young and strong fighters, they are part of the "legion", which is responsible for using violence, fighting for or guarding the territory.

Being watched closely by more than 30 strong men, and also rumored to be extremely cruel mafia, if it were an ordinary person, his legs would have been weak and he would not be able to walk.

But Luke's face was calm, his steps were steady, and his aura was not empty.

"Mr. Corleone, you are welcome!"

The bearded man surrounded by stars like the moon stood up to greet him.

He is Xhosa Alessandro, who originally belonged to a leader of the Mafia Camorra family, not a big shot.

Later, the mafia was purged, the families suffered heavy losses, and even some party leaders were executed in public.

Such iron and blood methods and ruthless behavior have greatly deterred the gangsters.

The special background and special timing gave Xhosa a bright future.

Taking advantage of the quiet time, he used the name of the Camorra family, gathered a group of people around him, and recruited many good players.

"I think since Xhosa is willing to see me, he knows what to do?"

Luke leaned back on the chair relaxedly, his tone flat.

Xhosa is not only the informant of the Strategic Science Corps, but also the internal response of the Allied forces landing in Sicily in the future.

In the original history, the intelligence agencies of the United States appointed the local mafia leader, Salvatore Luciano, nicknamed "The Lucky One".

The other party is one of the bigwigs in New York's underground world, and has quite a status.

As for Italy, it should have been Don Carlo, but there has been a slight change now.

The Mafia in Sicily did play a big role in the landing battle.

They provided all kinds of support to the Allied Forces, delivered news, distributed leaflets to persuade them to surrender, and so on.

So, after the war, Don Carlo became the mayor of Villalba, while Salvatore Luciano was freed from prison and his popularity soared.

If Cosa Alessandro, sitting across from him, was interesting enough, Luke wouldn't mind giving him the chance.

"Understand! Understood! I'm ready and waiting for the instructions of the Allied forces at any time."

Alessandro smiled flatteringly.

"Twenty well-trained gunmen, I have already found them! It's just that so many people are lurking into the city of Rome, it's a bit difficult to get a pass-the time is too tight!"

Seeing Alessandro's embarrassed expression, Luke said blankly: "That's the problem you have to solve! Xhosa, if you can't do it with your ability, then I will find someone else. I listen He would be happy to talk about Don Carlo, who was thrown into prison by Mussolini."

"What is Don Carlo! Sicily is the Xhosa boss's world, even the governor of Palermo..."

Before Alessandro could answer, the young man standing behind him stood up, as if he couldn't understand Luke's contempt for his boss in his words.

Luke narrowed his eyes and looked up. The other person's appearance was somewhat similar to Alessandro's, and he might be a member of the blood-related family.

"It's a good assist."

Luke was worried that he had no excuses, so he beat the mafia leader to test his determination to cooperate with the Allies.

"Elio! Shut up!"

When Alessandro heard what his nephew said, he immediately wanted to slap him across the face.

The young man in front of him was not something he could afford to offend.

Mussolini has taught the mafia a lesson. No matter how powerful the gang is, there is no room for resistance to the state apparatus.

This young man who calls himself "Victor Corleone" represents the American military and even the Allies.

Once you offend the other party, your fate will never be much better than annoying Mussolini.

Bang!

But when Alessandro's slap touched his nephew's face, a resounding sound echoed in the Brass Bell Tavern.

No one could see exactly when Luke got up and how he pressed the young man named Elio on the table.

The skull seemed to be split open, and blood flowed down from his forehead and fell to the ground, making a "tick" sound.

"Wuuuu... Boss Xhosa! Uncle!"

Elio felt his head was like a watermelon about to be squeezed, and it would explode completely in the next moment.

He didn't know where that frightening young man got his strength. The palms with five fingers closed tightly on the back of his head like iron tongs.

The severe pain and the fear of death caused Elio's will to collapse instantly!

Tears flowed out along with the blood involuntarily, covering the whole face.

"Kosa, tell me, what does the mafia do to people who don't respect their friends enough?"

Luke slowly sat back on his seat, ignoring the tense atmosphere, completely treating the group of thugs with unfriendly faces behind him as air.

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