Chapter 36 The Seven Commandments of the Family

In the conference room, the leaders of Brooklyn's big and small forces were almost all there. The wide long solid wood conference table was full of people on both sides, but the room was unusually quiet, the air seemed to be a little stagnant, and no one spoke. , the atmosphere is very depressing.

Frank and Anderson looked at each other, found a place to sit down, and glanced at the empty chair above them. Their pupils shrank, and they fell into silence.

The clock in the corridor rang seven times, and the two Franks who were in deep thought were awakened by the bell. It was seven o'clock, and the time was up.

Frank looked up at the leaders in the conference room. After they arrived, a few more people came in one after another. Frank looked carefully and found that all the leaders of Brooklyn were already present, none of them were absent, one night. The deterrent power of even destroying the two major families is not weak.

A steady sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the conference room, here we come! Everyone in the room couldn't help being shocked, and turned their heads to look at the door of the conference room.

Soon, the two heavy solid wood doors were pushed open, and a tall Chinese youth in a black suit strode in. His body exuded a strong evil spirit, as if he had walked out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood. His cold face revealed boundless murderous aura.

With his appearance, a powerful and icy aura instantly enveloped the audience, and everyone in the audience only felt that their breathing was stagnant. Under the oppression of this powerful momentum, it was difficult to even breathe.

The leaders of the forces couldn't help being secretly shocked, as expected of the fierce madman who destroyed the two major families overnight, and the fierce aura that is not angry and self-mighty is terrifying.

Chen Mo walked to the chair at the top of the conference table with a cold face and sat down slowly. Old Albert, who was following behind him, walked to his side and stood with his hands down. He was dressed in a gray suit, an elegant gentleman, and his gray hair was neatly combed. Behind his head, his eyes are quiet, calm and calm.

It was only then that everyone discovered Albert's existence. Just now, their minds were taken away by Chen Mo's momentum, but they didn't find Albert who was following him for a while.

Chen Mo sat proudly in the first place, his eyes as sharp as knives swept towards the people in front of him.

The people present were swept by his sharp eyes, and they all felt chills all over their bodies, as if their hearts were being grabbed fiercely, they involuntarily lowered their heads and avoided Chen Mo's sight.

Sitting in front of the conference table are all the leaders of the various Brooklyn mafia forces. Don't look at them in suits and shoes, and they look like gentlemen. In fact, they are all armed with guns and bones, step by step. , everyone had blood on their hands.

But compared to Chen Mo's strong and violent aura, the aura on them is not worth mentioning.

His eyes swept across the audience, no one dared to look at him, he nodded secretly in his heart, Chen Mo withdrew his gaze, and said slowly in a cold voice.

"Everyone has arrived, and it seems that no one has missed the appointment."

Chen Mo's voice sounded, everyone raised their spirits and listened carefully. They really wanted to know why Chen Mo came to them. Now the mystery is finally revealed.

"Very good, but it saved me a lot of effort." Chen Mo's cold and flat words were full of murderous intent in the ears of everyone.

This Killing Star really planned to shoot at people who couldn't come, and people who had hesitated to come, couldn't help but secretly rejoice in their hearts, and almost killed themselves.

"I won't say more about what happened last night. The era when the two major families ruled Brooklyn is over. From now on, the underground forces in Brooklyn will be controlled by the martial arts hall." Chen Mo said here, and looked up at the meeting table. more than a dozen power leaders.

The underground forces have always respected the strong. In the past, the two major families were the strongest, so they were all attached to the two families and ruled by them.

Now that the two major families have been killed, a new ruler will inevitably emerge. Most people are already psychologically prepared for this, and there is not much reaction.

They are self-aware of their own power and know that they do not have the power to rule the entire Brooklyn underground.

However, two people quietly raised their heads, their eyes met, and there was some obscure meaning in them, and then they lowered their heads as if nothing had happened.

Chen Mo took this scene into his eyes and sneered in his heart.

"Do you have any objection to this?"

In the face of Chen Mo's indifferent question, a group of mafia leaders below shook their heads in unison, for fear that the answer would be delayed by Chen Mo's memory and settle accounts after the autumn.

Including the two people who were thinking strangely just now, they are also following everyone to respond.

"Very good, then Albert will tell you about the new rules." Chen Mo leaned back in his chair and handed the scene to the old housekeeper.

The mafia leaders below all turned their attention to the old man who had been standing indifferently since he came in, and their eyes were full of scrutiny.

Old Albert, who was standing beside Chen Mo, heard the words, took a step forward, glanced around calmly, and said slowly in his low and peaceful voice.

"Since you are willing to accept the leadership of the martial arts hall, then everything must follow the new rules."

"A lot of things in the era of the two big families need to be changed, so let's start with the discipline of the organization."

"In the past, the mafia had seven precepts, but many times they were useless and not strictly enforced. Now, we have made some changes to it."

Speaking of which, old Albert took out a piece of paper from his left pocket, opened it gently, and then unhurriedly took out a pair of square tortoiseshell glasses from the inner pocket of his suit and put them on slowly. The paper was held up in front of him and read.

"The Seven Rings of the Family."

"Rule 1: Have a strict tone and keep your mouth shut."

"Article 2: The interests of the organization are higher than the interests of individuals, and the overall situation is the most important."

"Article 3: Completely obey orders, and orders from superiors must be unconditionally obeyed, and must not be disobeyed."

"Article 4: Absolute loyalty, neither betrayal nor surrender."

"Article 5: Strict confidentiality mechanism, any secrets of the organization cannot be told to family members."

"Article 6: No private action is allowed, no kidnapping and other criminal cases can be carried out without the consent of the organization, and the indiscriminate killing of innocent people is strictly prohibited."

"Article 7: Brotherhood is higher than being together. Brothers cannot kill each other, and it is strictly forbidden to rebel against each other in the nest."

Albert paused after reading this, looked at the mafia leaders with different expressions below his eyes, and continued.

"Everyone must strictly abide by the above seven family precepts. The previous state of being sloppy, chaotic, reckless, and treating the precepts as nothing will come to an end from today, and all those who violate the family precepts will be severely punished."

"Those with serious circumstances will be executed directly!"