Carlos smiled. By splitting apart the Mafia families affiliated with the three great families, even if he was no longer stationed in the West Sea, it would not be easy for the three families to pull any tricks.
In the face of tangible benefits, no relationship was unbreakable. Carlos had given part of the three great families' interests, along with some of his own, to the other small and mid-sized families. Getting them to spit those benefits back out later would not be easy.
Carlos had no intention of taking back the benefits he had given away. He had never cared much about them in the first place. His sights were set far ahead.
To protect both their newly gained benefits and their original ones, wouldn't these small and mid-sized Mafia families cling tightly to the Lucifer Family?
Carlos smiled. The patriarchs of the small and mid-sized families were delighted, while the patriarchs of the three great families were anything but. Their faces were as dark as thunder, as if their fathers had died. The wine no longer tasted good, and even the cigars had lost their aroma.
The three of them were on the verge of exploding, but none dared openly voice their opposition...
Carlos was using an undisguised open scheme. By default, the three great families had to suffer a considerable loss. If they objected, they would be cutting themselves off from the small and mid-sized families...
It was a dead end. They could only accept it and swallow the bitter pill!
The three great families' own strength was not weak, but their affiliated families were also an important part of their power. If all those affiliated families gathered under the Lucifer Family's banner, then what the hell would they even fight with? They would have almost no