The Carlson Family is Doomed

At midnight, Leon walked up to the rooftop alone.

The moon was full tonight. Clear, bright moonlight fell across the rooftop, easing his nervous heart a little.

Facing an existence that could kill him at any moment, even though he knew the other party probably would not kill him—otherwise there would have been no need to go to so much trouble to save him—he was still inevitably terrified deep down.

"You're here."

A familiar voice rang out, and he looked up in the direction it came from.

At some point, George, wearing the Shinigami mask, had appeared above him. He was now stepping through the moonlight, slowly descending from the air. The sight was almost divine.

"Mr. Shinigami, what are your orders?"

Leon instinctively bent at the waist.

After George landed, he looked Leon up and down and said, "If I kill all the leaders of the other twelve families in the Bronx, can you take over all their territory?"

He thought it over. Cash alone was still too little. If he worked with Leon to take down the entire Bronx underworld, then he and Leon could split it between them.

That would truly count as a big score, and he would never have to worry about money again.

As for whether the Bronx would become better or worse after Leon ruled the entire Bronx underworld, that had nothing to do with him.

To be honest, no matter how bitter or difficult the lives of the people here were, it had nothing to do with him. He was not one of those Superheroes, thinking about saving people every day, thinking about delivering all living beings from suffering. It was good enough if he could save himself.

"W-w-what?"

Leon's legs went weak when he heard that, and he nearly sat down on the ground in fright.

He had not expected George's very first words to be so fierce. He had only just turned the Chebel family into the Leon family, and now George wanted him to take over the entire Bronx underworld.

Of those twelve families, not a single one was easy to deal with.

However, when he saw the seriousness in George's eyes and realized he was not joking, he could not help swallowing.

To be honest, this was truly tempting to him, but in the end, he still smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Impossible. With my strength, I can't swallow that many families. Even if I could, I still couldn't do it."

"Why?"

George raised an eyebrow. He could understand the former, but what did the latter mean?

Afraid of angering George, Leon quickly explained, "You may not know this, but the reason there are thirteen families in the Bronx is because Kingpin, the king of the entire United States underworld, decided it.

Even if you killed everyone in those twelve families, I still couldn't swallow all their territory for myself. In the end, twelve new families would replace the previous twelve families.

Kingpin won't allow a family that threatens his position to appear in the Bronx."

"Kingpin. Then what if I kill him?"

George frowned slightly.

He knew about Kingpin. He just had not expected Kingpin's influence over the underworld to be this great, to the point that even the number of families in the Bronx was under his control.

However, Kingpin was still an ordinary person after all. Even if his physical strength and every other aspect were close to the limits of humanity, killing him would not be too difficult. The main issue was that finding him would not be easy.

"Hiss..."

Hearing George speak of killing Kingpin as if it were as simple as killing a chicken, Leon could not help sucking in a cold breath.

"Well... even if you killed Kingpin, it still wouldn't work. This matter isn't that simple.

Once Kingpin dies, the entire underworld will fall into chaos. When the time comes, all the major families will definitely start fighting—not just in the Bronx, but also the even more powerful families in other places.

With my strength, it would be impossible to hold the entire Bronx. Even the territory I have now might come under threat."

"Then forget it."

George felt Leon did have a strong point. Unless he swept through the entire United States underworld, Leon might be killed by someone one day while he was not around.

And he did not have the time or energy to do that. Besides, doing so would definitely draw the attention of all kinds of organizations and forces, which also went against his original intention.

He wanted to earn money only so he could have more time to settle down and study magic steadily. Spending huge amounts of time and energy clearing out the underworld would be putting the cart before the horse.

"Then how about this: we only deal with one family, then swallow its territory and assets. Any problem with that?"

George spoke again.

This time, Leon did not refuse immediately. Instead, he pondered for a few seconds before replying, "If it's only one family, then there shouldn't be much of a problem. When the time comes, I'll split off a little to support a small family's rise. As long as the number of the Thirteen families doesn't change, Kingpin's side will at most send people over to scold us a little."

It was not as if this kind of thing had never happened in the Bronx. The Thirteen families jointly managed the Bronx, and there were plenty of cases where they fought fiercely over profit. It was not even rare for a small family to defeat a major family and rise to power.

Kingpin had always been happy to see this kind of struggle. On the contrary, if the Thirteen families stood united, that was what Kingpin did not want to see.

"Good. Then give me the name of a family that doesn't get along with you. In the next few days, I'll make their leadership all die by accident. When the time comes, you'll take people and occupy their territory. From now on, we split the profits fifty-fifty."

George nodded. Since there was no way to wipe out all twelve families, then wiping out one and taking all the benefits would definitely still amount to quite a lot once divided.

At the very least, it should be more than his previous plan of only robbing the twelve families of their cash.

"The Carlson family. Their territory is right next to ours, and they often have friction with us. This time, while Little Chebel and I were fighting among ourselves, they seized quite a bit of our territory.

"I'd already been planning to fight them and take those territories back. If their leadership suddenly dropped dead, then I'm confident I could swallow up all their turf."

At that moment, Leon's expression grew somewhat excited.

Forget a fifty-fifty split. Even if it was all given to George, he would have no objections.

After all, George really had saved his life. And during this period, while the Carlson family had taken advantage of the chaos, several brothers he had been close to had died. He had never planned to let them off in the first place.

It was just that after going through the internal strife, his strength was much weaker than before. He definitely could not beat them in a fight; at most, he could make things unpleasant for them.

But now it was different. This mysterious Mr. Shinigami was willing to make a move, so this grudge could definitely be avenged.

"Gather all the intelligence on this family. I'll come by tomorrow night to pick it up."

After leaving those words behind, George leaped off the rooftop and vanished into the darkness.

Although it differed somewhat from his original plan, the result was not too bad.

He was not a god. It was impossible for him to calculate everything. Even though he had many advantages when it came to intelligence, some mistakes were still unavoidable.

But he felt this was normal too. If the plan changed, then he would make a new plan. What mattered was that he needed the ability to calmly change his plan and still achieve his goal smoothly.

So in the end, strength was the foundation. With strength, even if this world became so chaotic that it completely broke away from the plots he knew, it would not be a big deal.