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Chapter 93
chapter 0069 part 3
Of course, with Lane's intelligence, he might have guessed who was behind it from the start, but as a Subordinate, he naturally couldn't steal his Boss's chance to show off.
The Gambino family, one of the five major Mafia families in Italy. The Arms Company competing with Tang Song for the Military Procurement bidding is owned by the Gambino family.
Not far away, a few Police Officers walked over and stopped the man and Tang Song's bodyguards.
The man shouted something loudly in Italian language and pointed at Tang Song's car not far away.
A Police Officer looked over here and brought a colleague towards Tang Song.
"Sir, please show me your identification. Someone is accusing you of intentionally crashing his vehicle!"
Seeing that Tang Song was a foreigner, the Police Officer spoke to Tang Song in English.
Tang Song took a puff of his cigar and blew a smoke ring onto the Police Officer's face.
"Do you have vision problems, Officer! This car rear-ended mine. What, in Italian traffic laws, is the front car responsible for being rear-ended?!"
"Cough cough!" The Police Officer, choked by the smoke from the cigar, said angrily, "Sir, I can consider this behavior as Assaulting a Police Officer!"
Tang Song said coldly, "Assaulting a Police Officer? A dog that truly bites never barks. It only bites off the opponent's neck from behind. If I really wanted to assault a Police Officer, Officer, you would be shot to death while on patrol, and my fingerprints would absolutely not be found on it."
"Or, do you want to try! Didn't anyone teach you that when two tigers fight, some small fry had better stay far away!"
A gleam flashed in Tang Song's eyes.
Upon meeting Tang Song's gaze, the Police Officer, who had been full of anger, slowly loosened his fist, as if he had just finished a fierce boxing match, his clothes completely soaked through.
"I'll have my bodyguards handle this accident with you. I have other matters.
Oh, right, Lane, call the best Law Firm in Rome and send a lawyer's letter to the police station!"
Lane opened the car door for Tang Song. Tang Song patted the Police Officer's shoulder and got back into the car.
Lane walked to the driver's seat and closed the car door.
"Boss, are we going back to the hotel or...?"
Tang Song took out a small snakeskin wallet from his suit pocket, a gentle smile on his face.
"Having come all the way to Italy, I must experience the features of Italy. To the Gambino Family Estate!"
...
The Mafia originated in Sicily, Italy, but truly began to make a fortune in the Federation.
In the 18th century, Europe experienced an immigration wave towards the Americas. Mafia members flocked to the Federation, rooted themselves in New York, operated throughout the Federation, controlling the gambling industry, sex industry, drug trafficking, smuggling firearms, engaging in professional criminal activity such as kidnapping, murder, robbery, etc. In the early days before Kingpin rose, the Mafia occupied most of the Underworld in New York.
The most famous five families were named after five outstanding members: the Bonanno family, the Colombo family, the Gambino family, the Genovese family, and the Lucchese family.
However, later, Kingpin rose, and the Mafia's influence in New York was cannibalized by him little by little. Eventually, the five major families were once expelled from New York.
However, the influence of the Mafia families in the Federation and throughout Europe is still not to be underestimated. Otherwise, they wouldn't have a seat at the High Table of the Continental Hotel.
It is worth mentioning that the elder seat belonging to the Mafia at the High Table is held in rotation by the major families.
...
The car sped towards the Gambino Family Estate.
The Western-style Manor, spanning over ten thousand square meters, had buildings at the entrance with distinct ancient Roman style. Many luxury cars were parked in the parking lot not far from the entrance, and two bodyguards stood at the Manor entrance.
Tang Song adjusted his clothes, slowly got out of the car, and walked easily to the Manor entrance. He smiled and greeted the bodyguards at the entrance: "Excuse me, please inform Mr. Gannobi that I have come to visit!"
Saying this, Tang Song waved at the camera installed above the Manor entrance.
One of the bodyguards sized up Tang Song and Lane standing behind him.
He walked to the side, took out a walkie-talkie, and made a call.
Less than five minutes later, a lavishly dressed middle-aged man arrived at the entrance with over a dozen Gunmen.
The middle-aged man's complexion was pale with a greenish tint. His appearance suggested excessive indulgence. He arrived at the entrance panting, looking wary of Tang Song.
Tang Song slowly walked over and said to him politely, "Then, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the president of Tang's Arms Company. My surname is Tang!
Hmm, I encountered a traffic accident on the road just now. My car was hit. Was that someone from your Gambino family?"
Tang Song's straight to the point approach made the middle-aged man frown.
He looked at Tang Song and said, "Mr. Tang, I know you. I need to remind you, this is Italy, this is Rome, not New York!"
Before he finished speaking, the dozen Gunmen all reached into their clothes.
Tang Song sneered and narrowed his eyes: "So? You fancy yourselves local strongmen and plan to steal my business! Just with these dozen weaklings!"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said to Tang Song, "Mr. Tang, I know you have great influence in New York, but this is the territory of the Gannobi family.
Military procurement is fair bidding. No one stipulated that this business must be yours! This is Rome. Even if our Gannobi family wants to steal your business, so what? According to the information I have, you are currently competing for territory with Kingpin in New York. You don't want to provoke us again, do you? If I were you, it would be best to obediently give up the military procurement business! You will gain the friendship of the Gambino family!"
The friendship of the Gambino family, a family driven out of New York by Kingpin. Tang Song's face showed undisguised mockery.
"Nothing to discuss?"
Tang Song twirled the bone bead in his palm, smiling exceptionally gently.
(End of Chapter)
Of course, with Lane's intelligence, he might have guessed who was behind it from the start, but as a Subordinate, he naturally couldn't steal his Boss's chance to show off.
The Gambino family, one of the five major Mafia families in Italy. The Arms Company competing with Tang Song for the Military Procurement bidding is owned by the Gambino family.
Not far away, a few Police Officers walked over and stopped the man and Tang Song's bodyguards.
The man shouted something loudly in Italian language and pointed at Tang Song's car not far away.
A Police Officer looked over here and brought a colleague towards Tang Song.
"Sir, please show me your identification. Someone is accusing you of intentionally crashing his vehicle!"
Seeing that Tang Song was a foreigner, the Police Officer spoke to Tang Song in English.
Tang Song took a puff of his cigar and blew a smoke ring onto the Police Officer's face.
"Do you have vision problems, Officer! This car rear-ended mine. What, in Italian traffic laws, is the front car responsible for being rear-ended?!"
"Cough cough!" The Police Officer, choked by the smoke from the cigar, said angrily, "Sir, I can consider this behavior as Assaulting a Police Officer!"
Tang Song said coldly, "Assaulting a Police Officer? A dog that truly bites never barks. It only bites off the opponent's neck from behind. If I really wanted to assault a Police Officer, Officer, you would be shot to death while on patrol, and my fingerprints would absolutely not be found on it."
"Or, do you want to try! Didn't anyone teach you that when two tigers fight, some small fry had better stay far away!"
A gleam flashed in Tang Song's eyes.
Upon meeting Tang Song's gaze, the Police Officer, who had been full of anger, slowly loosened his fist, as if he had just finished a fierce boxing match, his clothes completely soaked through.
"I'll have my bodyguards handle this accident with you. I have other matters.
Oh, right, Lane, call the best Law Firm in Rome and send a lawyer's letter to the police station!"
Lane opened the car door for Tang Song. Tang Song patted the Police Officer's shoulder and got back into the car.
Lane walked to the driver's seat and closed the car door.
"Boss, are we going back to the hotel or...?"
Tang Song took out a small snakeskin wallet from his suit pocket, a gentle smile on his face.
"Having come all the way to Italy, I must experience the features of Italy. To the Gambino Family Estate!"
...
The Mafia originated in Sicily, Italy, but truly began to make a fortune in the Federation.
In the 18th century, Europe experienced an immigration wave towards the Americas. Mafia members flocked to the Federation, rooted themselves in New York, operated throughout the Federation, controlling the gambling industry, sex industry, drug trafficking, smuggling firearms, engaging in professional criminal activity such as kidnapping, murder, robbery, etc. In the early days before Kingpin rose, the Mafia occupied most of the Underworld in New York.
The most famous five families were named after five outstanding members: the Bonanno family, the Colombo family, the Gambino family, the Genovese family, and the Lucchese family.
However, later, Kingpin rose, and the Mafia's influence in New York was cannibalized by him little by little. Eventually, the five major families were once expelled from New York.
However, the influence of the Mafia families in the Federation and throughout Europe is still not to be underestimated. Otherwise, they wouldn't have a seat at the High Table of the Continental Hotel.
It is worth mentioning that the elder seat belonging to the Mafia at the High Table is held in rotation by the major families.
...
The car sped towards the Gambino Family Estate.
The Western-style Manor, spanning over ten thousand square meters, had buildings at the entrance with distinct ancient Roman style. Many luxury cars were parked in the parking lot not far from the entrance, and two bodyguards stood at the Manor entrance.
Tang Song adjusted his clothes, slowly got out of the car, and walked easily to the Manor entrance. He smiled and greeted the bodyguards at the entrance: "Excuse me, please inform Mr. Gannobi that I have come to visit!"
Saying this, Tang Song waved at the camera installed above the Manor entrance.
One of the bodyguards sized up Tang Song and Lane standing behind him.
He walked to the side, took out a walkie-talkie, and made a call.
Less than five minutes later, a lavishly dressed middle-aged man arrived at the entrance with over a dozen Gunmen.
The middle-aged man's complexion was pale with a greenish tint. His appearance suggested excessive indulgence. He arrived at the entrance panting, looking wary of Tang Song.
Tang Song slowly walked over and said to him politely, "Then, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the president of Tang's Arms Company. My surname is Tang!
Hmm, I encountered a traffic accident on the road just now. My car was hit. Was that someone from your Gambino family?"
Tang Song's straight to the point approach made the middle-aged man frown.
He looked at Tang Song and said, "Mr. Tang, I know you. I need to remind you, this is Italy, this is Rome, not New York!"
Before he finished speaking, the dozen Gunmen all reached into their clothes.
Tang Song sneered and narrowed his eyes: "So? You fancy yourselves local strongmen and plan to steal my business! Just with these dozen weaklings!"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said to Tang Song, "Mr. Tang, I know you have great influence in New York, but this is the territory of the Gannobi family.
Military procurement is fair bidding. No one stipulated that this business must be yours! This is Rome. Even if our Gannobi family wants to steal your business, so what? According to the information I have, you are currently competing for territory with Kingpin in New York. You don't want to provoke us again, do you? If I were you, it would be best to obediently give up the military procurement business! You will gain the friendship of the Gambino family!"
The friendship of the Gambino family, a family driven out of New York by Kingpin. Tang Song's face showed undisguised mockery.
"Nothing to discuss?"
Tang Song twirled the bone bead in his palm, smiling exceptionally gently.
(End of Chapter)
