Trouble and Watchers!

No Room for Negotiation? Then There Was Nothing to Discuss!

As Capone Bege spoke, he sat back at ease. When he finished, he raised a hand to remove the cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth, a smile appearing on his face.

In his negotiations with Jonathan, he believed he held the advantage.

Granted, in terms of sheer strength, his family could not compare to a colossal force like the Marines. Even against the refined-looking vice admiral before him, Capone Bege was not confident he could defeat him easily if they truly came to blows.

But so what?!

His family had operated in the West Blue for many years, its influence deeply entrenched. The Mafia's existence was already tightly woven into the most fundamental aspects of this country's livelihood. If the Marines moved against them, they would inevitably shake the entire nation.

Capone Bege knew that was something the Marines absolutely did not want to see. That was why he could remain relaxed and composed in front of Jonathan.

At the same time, Capone Bege was a smart man. He knew he could not push the Marines too far. If he completely enraged them, they might decide to wipe them out for good.

Although Capone Bege was confident he could escape the Marines' pursuit, the power his family had built up over so many years would inevitably be destroyed by the Marines. Likewise, Capone Bege did not want matters to reach that point.

It was precisely because both the Marines and the Mafia had their concerns that this negotiation was taking place.

And in Capone Bege's eyes, his demands of the Marines were perfectly reasonable. After all, he did not think he was asking much. He merely hoped that the Marines taking over Heavenly Gold affairs would, like Cipher