Pirate’s Steel Chain Finger

Da da da

The clear collision of leather shoes and the stone floor echoed in the empty corridor.

The casually draped blonde Victor wore a luxurious black cloak, and walked unhurriedly along the spacious but deserted corridor, the tall dome is full of classical murals.

Behind him followed Perona, a girl with long pink hair in a black gothic dress, who was unwilling to put down the small umbrella in her hand even in this corridor.

The footsteps stopped, and the two stood in front of a lacquered wood double-opened gate.

Squeak~~~Quack~~~~~!

Victor slowly pushed the door open with a slightly sore grating sound. What you see is an empty but closed stone chamber. There are no windows or torches. Only the dim light from the corridor outside the door illuminates the room. In the middle is a solid square iron prison. A short fat man in a tattered suit and trousers with a bare upper body covered in bandages sits in the middle of the cell with his eyes closed and rested. It was Capone Bege who was defeated by Victor.

Perona trot to the side of the room, lit a candle placed on a small raised platform on the wall, then pulled a chair and placed it directly in front of the cell.

Victor sat on the chair, looked at Capone Bege who seemed to be asleep, and said gently, "Mr. Bege, why are you here again? After the battle, you agreed to join us in Coral."

"Yes! I was confessed at the time!!" An angry expression appeared on Capone Bege's face. He rushed to the cage and grabbed the steel fence and snarled at Victor: "But the agreement didn't say'Capone Gang'. Entering "Coral" is to disband all Capone gangs! You are not annexing us, but you want to completely destroy us!! I have put all my heart and soul into forming the "Capone Gangster"! And you bastard's flamboyant agreement It just ruined everything!"

"So you attacked Dr. Rulta, who healed you? He is a real gentleman." Victor smiled, took out a box from his arms and opened it, containing two top-quality roots from Wife Island. cigar. He handed the match and cigar box to Capone Bege, who hesitated for a while or took them.

Victor watched Capone Bege light a match so quietly, turning the cigar on the fire skillfully and slightly impatiently. It wasn't until Bege took a couple of cigars and showed a pleasant expression that he gently said: "Mr. Bege, I know there is some misunderstanding between us, so you see, I'm here and want to communicate with you."

Bege's face was shrouded in smoke. He was silent for a few seconds before asking: "A gangster who does not seek money and does not seek women but does not love power, Mafia Victor, what are you planning?"

Victor leaned forward slightly, smiled and said softly, "This world."

Capone Bege was shocked and burst into laughter. He laughed so wildly that it made Perona who was standing behind Victor look annoyed.

After a long time, Bege finally stopped laughing, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and sarcastically said: "Oh Victor, my dear BOSS...You are indeed young and talented, but your strength is compared to those monsters. It's nothing."

Facing such a naked mockery, Victor was not angry. He stood up and walked to the cage, leaning over and whispering to Bege. Capone Bege turned pale with a few words. He stepped back and watched Victor mutter in shock, "You are crazy... crazy..."

This time it was no longer a mockery, but a panic of self-comfort.

Victor smiled jokingly: "Mr. Bege, isn't that all your majesty? Come on, the magnificent era is coming. Get on my boat and you will have the opportunity to see the peak of the world."

Capone Bege slurped his cigar bit by bit, and Victor patiently waited for his reply.

After a long time, Bege threw the cigar butt to the ground and asked in a hoarse voice: "What are your plans?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Victor's mouth: "First, let's go to the country of flowers."

"The country of flowers? The country of fighting? Can I ask where we are going, BOSS?" Bege put on a tattered suit jacket.

"There is the ‘power’ I need." Victor watched Perona open the cell door and responded to Capone Bege.

Early morning two days later.

"Boss! Take me one! I will definitely not hold back!"

A conspicuous large merchant ship was moored at the Sound Wharf in the north of Alghero. A group of black-clothed gangs were seeing off Victor on the wharf, but a thin monkey recommended himself to Victor excitedly.

"Stupid monkey Mimm! Brother is going to the country of flowers to talk about arms business! You are not allowed to make trouble!" Perona was so angry that he yelled at the thin boy, if it wasn't for Victor to stop him, he would have to do it.

The thin boy called Mihm ignored Perona at all, just looked at Victor with admiration, and said excitedly, "Boss Victor! Please, I can definitely make a difference! I, I have been practicing for a long time. Look!" He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves to reveal his dry little arms, trying to squeeze a little muscle.

Standing behind Victor, Capone Bege curled his lips in disgust, and whispered to the black-haired man beside him: "Kransner, what's the situation with this little monkey?"

The man questioned has a black shawl, a black trench coat and a gentleman hat, and a pure wooden civilization stick with a pestle. He smiled and replied: "Mr. Capone may not know the situation of Mihm. He was originally an orphan from the slums of Narva town. Once he was caught stealing bread. Victor’s boss saved him. The boss worships as an idol."

Things are not as simple as Kransner said. At that time, Mihm was about to starve to death. He couldn't help but took the risk and went to the famous and stingy ‘Dodo Berry Bakery’ to steal some food, but was found by the boss because his hungry hands and feet became weak. Just when he was about to be beaten to death, Victor, who was on a mission there, found and rescued him.

Victor paid double the money for the bread for Mimu, and after he personally bound the wound for Mimu, he left him all the packaged food he bought from the restaurant. Abandoned since childhood, Mihm, who didn't know what caring was, felt ‘caring’ and ‘warm’ for the first time. He tried every possible means to find out about Victor's origins, and secretly boarded a passenger ship to Alghero to join the ‘coral’ organization, and through his efforts he became a member of the cadre Victor.

On the dock, Victor was helplessly coping with Mihm's entanglement. To be honest, he didn't want to take Mimu to the Land of Flowers, not because he looked down on Mimu, but the journey was really dangerous. In addition to the crew necessary for the voyage, Victor brought only Perona, a new consultant, Capone Bege, a new warehouse manager, and Cransner Edmund, a cadre. The latter is a very capable cadre in the "Coral" organization, but it's a pity that he was suppressed by Piping's fear in the past.

Victor thought for a while, and asked Mihm with a straight face: "If you have to get on the boat, you must promise me one condition-you must obey Perona's orders unconditionally."

Mihm turned his head to look at Perona with a sneer, and bowed sharply to Victor: "Don't worry, boss!"

Victor nodded, then turned to look at the white-haired old man who had been standing quietly, and said softly, "Mr. Windrew, I will trouble you to take care of the gang during my absence."

"Don't worry, boss." The old man bowed slightly and said respectfully, "I wish you a prosperous martial arts journey."

Victor smiled, and the old man was so clever that he probably guessed what he really meant for this trip.

"Well, everyone get on the boat! Let's go to the country of flowers!"

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