Ascension (End)

The leaders immediately had a bad feeling, but they still forced themselves to listen to Carlos's orders. After all, they were the fish on the chopping block; whether they accepted it or not, they had no choice!

"Each of you must send at least one trusted subordinate to accompany Noah in handling two matters."

"First, wipe out every bit of the Mike Family's influence within the Mafia."

"Second, go to the Mike Mansion and bring every member of the Mike Family under control."

"Tell everyone in the Mike Mansion that they have only two choices: submit or be destroyed!"

"If they submit, have them hand over all their property. I'll show them mercy, give them some money, and send them to live on other islands."

"As for destruction, there's nothing more to say. Direct Lineage or Collateral Lineage, men or women, old or young—wipe out every last one of the Mike Family!"

The cold, brutal words made the leaders' hearts tremble, even though every one of them had blood on their hands.

"Boss Carlos is far too merciful. If it were me, I wouldn't give them any choice at all. There would only be the second path." The middle-aged leader called Boss Green grinned ingratiatingly.

The other leaders cursed inwardly. What a shameless flatterer. Still, they quickly followed suit, praising Carlos for being too merciful.

"Too merciful?" Carlos stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Carlos was confident that after this purge, the Mike Family would never be able to rise again and threaten him. But leaving behind survivors who hated him to the bone was indeed a hidden danger.

Perhaps that hidden danger could not threaten him for now, but what about the future? What if he grew old or died? What if they threatened his descendants?

Then thoughts such as if you don't pull out the roots, they'll grow again with the spring wind, and mercy toward your enemies is cruelty toward yourself surfaced in his mind. The last trace of mercy toward enemies that he had brought from another world vanished completely. There was no need to waste mercy on sworn enemies, was there?

He had made up his mind.

From now on, he would have only one attitude toward his enemies: either don't act at all, or finish the job completely—root and branch, vengeance to the end!

"You make a good point."

"Let's change the plan slightly."

"Trick them. When you send the Mike Family to the other islands, sink the ship for me."

"You will lead the other leaders in this matter. There must not be a single survivor!" Carlos said with an extremely grave expression, pointing at the leader named Green.

Huh?

Boss Green was completely dumbfounded. Once he came to his senses, he wanted nothing more than to slap himself hard. Why had he been so damn talkative? Now he had been saddled with this job—and it seemed he had unleashed something terrifying...

Wouldn't it have been better if the boss had stayed a little merciful?

"I reward and punish fairly. Do this well, and I'll take a portion of the Mike Family's assets to reward you properly. Your wealth will increase tremendously!"

"But if I find any Mike Family survivors afterward, every one of you will compensate me ten times the wealth I reward you with. That will be your punishment!"

"If you can't afford the compensation, heh heh, I'll let you properly experience your boss's merciful heart!"

"Did you hear me?"

The leaders were miserable inside. If looks could kill, Boss Green would have been sliced into a thousand pieces already.

Why did you have to shoot your mouth off?

Look what you'd done now—turned a boss who still had some mercy in his heart into this...

And you had doomed everyone from their former master's family too. They could have lived, but because of your loose tongue, they were now facing extermination!

That mouth was poisoned!

But that was not even the most critical part. The worst part was that they had been dragged into it. No survivors, exterminate the entire family—this job required no small amount of skill.

If they got unlucky and someone survived, they would be finished!

Boss Green felt even worse. This was bad—he was the one leading it. If word of today's events got out, he would be carrying a massive black pot.

But he could not refuse. He could only swallow the bitter pill in silence, gritting his teeth and taking it...

"We heard you, we heard you."

"Since you heard me, carry out the plan step by step."

What followed was a bloody storm in East City. The Mafia was thrown into chaos, with gunshots ringing out nonstop and leaving East City's residents trembling in fear!

Such a huge disturbance in East City naturally could not be hidden from the big shots elsewhere, but none of them had any intention of interfering in the Mafia's internal conflict.

The Lord's Mansion and the Navy still held their usual attitude: as long as civilians were not slaughtered, public order elsewhere was not disrupted, and they were not hindered from cracking down on Pirates, they would turn a blind eye. Fight among yourselves however you liked. It would be best if you all perished together, you bunch of scum!

The other factions did not dare to intervene carelessly either. The Mafia was one of the island's three major powers, and meddling in its internal struggle came at a price. Those Mafia Members were all troublesome and ruthless—why provoke them?

In other words, they could interfere, but there was no need. The benefits were not worth the risks, and they might end up getting themselves dragged in. It was better to watch the show.

Carlos's men steadily carried out his plan. By nightfall, the Mike Family's remaining influence within the Mafia had been completely wiped out by the sudden assault, and the sprawling Mike Family Mansion on the coastal hillside of East City had also been secured.

The Mike Family had no choice at all. At first, they dared to resist with the forces remaining inside the Mansion, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the large number of attackers. After a few more people were killed, the Mike Family obediently chose the second path.

It had originally been the path to survival, but some blabbermouth had ruined it. If the Mike Family ever learned the truth, they would surely hate Boss Green even more!

At ten that night, Carlos got into a car from a famous brand in this world, similar in model to a Rolls-Royce on Earth, and headed for the Mansion, where everything had been settled.

Every light in the mountain Mansion was switched on, illuminating the place brilliantly. Two rows of elite Mafia fighters, carrying Rifles and dressed in brown suits with brown capes, stretched from the foot of the mountain to its peak. As the convoy passed, every one of them bent deeply in salute, like waves of wheat swaying in the wind.

Upon reaching the mountaintop, the imposing gates slowly opened, and the convoy drove inside. It crossed the spacious, beautiful Mansion grounds and stopped at the entrance, where Noah, who had been waiting for some time, hurried over and opened the car door.

Carlos wore a sharply tailored blue suit with a blue striped tie and a bouquet of vivid red roses pinned to his chest. His black hair was styled into a slick, flashy pompadour, and he wore black sunglasses. A black pipe hung from his mouth, loaded with a white cigarette, while polished leather shoes gleamed beneath his feet. Though he was not especially tall, he radiated a powerful presence!

The moment Carlos appeared, everyone hurriedly bent over in salute, each nearly at a ninety-degree angle, and shouted in unison, "Boss!"

That cry seemed to be a signal. It began within the Mansion, then spread outside, all the way down to the foot of the mountain.

Carlos felt incredible, as if he were about to float away and swell with pride. But he quickly held his emotions steady. There would be plenty of time to revel after dealing with the John Family...

As one of the Five Mafia Families of the West Sea, they might have been far inferior to the Navy or the Pirates in terms of top-tier combat power, but within this patch of the Southern West Sea, their military strength was far from weak. They controlled numerous forces, and their influence extended into nearly every industry!

"Noah, is everything ready?"

"Boss, everything is ready."

"Good. Today is a good day for your Boss. Brothers, you've all worked hard lately. Tonight, let loose and have fun!"

"Your Boss is covering all the expenses tonight!"

"Woohoo!"

The entire place erupted into wild howls and cheers. Carlos smiled and entered the grand villa surrounded by his many subordinates.

After coming to this world so many years ago, he had accomplished quite a bit.

At the very least, on Iron Island, it wouldn't be too much to call him a big shot, would it?