Chapter 64 The Helplessness of the Gambino Family

In Milan, Italy, in the basement of a traditional restaurant in Palermo, several guys with bruised noses are suffering inhuman abuse, while Downey sits at the table enjoying a tender steak. Downey gently cut off a small piece of steak with a knife and put it in his mouth. The melt-in-the-mouth taste and the rich gravy made Donnie close his eyes, coupled with a sip of old Tuscan red wine, it was a rare treat.

Downey was glad that he was very lucky to be on a big ship. The mysterious Nicholas not only helped the Genovese family in a critical time, but also generously provided the family with working capital. Downey ate half of Jin Xinyue's production this year, which made him a real fortune. Coupled with the bad harvest in the Golden Triangle area, several mafia families who have monopolized the supply of goods in the Golden Triangle for a long time on weekdays are facing a situation where they have no goods to sell this year. Under the ebb and flow, the Genovese family finally regained their vitality and regained their foothold in the arena. Therefore, Downey can finally free up his hands to deal with those who have made trouble.

When Downey swallowed the last bite of his steak, he wiped his mouth with the silk napkin wrapped around his neck and left his seat. He walked up to those guys, stopped the abuse from his subordinates, and said in a bad tone: "Everyone, do you think that I, Donny Genovese, will never come out in this life, I'm sorry to disappoint you. "

Those guys looked at Downey in fear, with pleading and despair in their eyes. But Downey is not a person who is easy to soften his heart, and of course a soft heart can't do the mafia.

Downey walked up to one of the traitors and motioned for his men to untie him from the post. The subordinates dragged what looked like a puddle of mud to Downey, forcing him to kneel at Downey's feet.

"Don, forgive me! I don't dare to do it again." The traitor got strength out of nowhere, struggled and crawled under Donnie's feet, and kissed Donnie's uppers frantically, making Donnie's leather shoes all over the place. It's all blood.

"Pull him up and pry her mouth open!" Donnie ordered his subordinates to do so immediately. Several strong men supported the guy and opened his mouth forcefully.

Downey stretched out his hand, and one of his subordinates handed over a dagger. Downey clenched the dagger tightly and stabbed the guy in the mouth fiercely, then stirred it a few times. A piercing howl resounded throughout the basement. A few minutes later, Donnie handed over the dagger carrying a lump of bloody flesh, which was the guy's tongue just now.

The faces of the remaining traitors were pale with fright, and their faces were covered with blood and cold sweat. Donnie turned around and looked at them. Just as they were about to do the same thing again, there was a sound on the stairs, and Azelio came down.

"Don, come up, Don from the Gambino family is here!" Azelio said.

Downey quickly wiped his hands, ordered his subordinates to clean up the place, and followed Azelio out of the basement.

"Don, I recently heard that the Gambino family's supply is insufficient. I don't know if it is for this reason that they came to us." Azelio said with some concern.

"What can I do? I owe them a huge favor, how can I still refuse!" Donnie replied with some distress.

Azelio didn't say anything anymore, he led Downey into an upstairs box and pushed open the door. He saw a middle-aged man with brown eyes and black hair sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigar, and the red wine in his hand seemed untouched.

"Don, Gino!"

"Don, Donnie!"

As soon as the two met, they greeted each other intimately. The two big men hugged each other and kissed each other's cheeks. Then sit on the two sofas next to each other.

Gino took out a cigar and handed it to Downey. Downey took out a cigar cutter and cut off the end of the cigar. Gino handed his lighter to Downey.

"I heard that your business is doing well recently! It seems that the Genovese family has elected a good boss!" Gino praised without knowing the truth.

"It's no match for your Gambino family,

You are making money in Europe and North America! "Donnie was also complimenting Gino. But just after he finished speaking, it seemed that Gino's nerves had been touched, and Gino had a sad expression on his face.

"Donnie, since I've come to you, I'm not being polite. I've been in some trouble recently and I need your help!" Before Gino could say a few words, he started to cut to the chase. Worried that Gino really came to borrow goods, he couldn't help raising his vigilance. But he still said generously: "Don, Gino, what is the difference between us, as long as I can help you, just ask!"

"Donnie, I'm not being polite when you say that! To be honest, my cousin Buano in the United States had an accident. The police seized our casino and froze our funds. Our business in North America was in trouble. When it comes to difficulties, I heard that you know a master of working capital, I would like to ask you to introduce it for me, but I don’t know you..." Gino said in embarrassment.

When Downey heard that it was not a loan, he immediately relaxed. He looked at Gino, and then asked: "I don't know if you want to borrow money or launder money? Mr. Nicholas charges a lot, but the police will never find anything wrong with the money he passed through. But I can Ask what happened?"

"Hey! Brother, I won't hide it from you. After all, it's Buano's petty trouble. A few months ago, two Russians won a lot of money in our Taj Mahal Casino. The boy was so angry that he actually wanted to kill the other party. Who would have thought that not only did he not succeed, but he would also cause a lot of trouble!" Gino picked up his glass and drank it down, and then continued: "I heard that those two people have a lot of status in the Soviet Union, the Soviet ambassador The embassy insisted on this matter and kept putting pressure on the police, but finally the police found Buano. They seized all our legal business at once, froze our liquidity in the bank, and finally Unfortunately, we still owe Pablo a sum of money. If we can't pay the money before the deadline, then not only will we never want to touch Ke Keyin's business again, but we may also attract crazy revenge from the other party. ..."

"Pablo? That owl from Colombia?" Downey asked curiously.

"Yes, I would like to ask Mr. Nicholas to help us transfer funds from Italy to the United States. The amount is 100 million U.S. dollars..." Gino stretched out a finger and said anxiously, his eyes full of expectation. (To be continued.)

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