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Chapter 2609

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The Marks Family originated from Sicily.

They immigrated to the United States in the 1920s.

Then, they took root here and made their first fortune by relying on the bloody accumulation of primitive blood.

Prohibition in the United States gave them a chance to rise.

In fact, most of the reason why the American Mafia was rampant today was because of the prohibition.

Most of the mafia relied on Z's private alcoholic beverages to rise to power.

In the era of prohibition, it was also the era when the Mafia was at its most rampant.

How rampant were they? They shot the judge in front of the court in broad daylight.

The gunman was not punished. Instead, he sent a letter to the judge.

He regarded it as a glorious achievement.

If the current American politics was controlled by the capitalists, then the American political system was dominated by capitalists.

In the past, the American politics was controlled by the Mafia.

Although the United States had cleaned up the chaos several times.

Even today, the Mafia problem in the United States had not been solved.

Because the Mafia was deeply rooted in society.

Of course, in the 1960s and 1970s, there were a group of clear-headed families.

There were also a group of clear-headed families who knew that this path could not be walked to the end.

These families worked hard to clean up their families.

That was the case with the Marks Family.

It was under this situation that Jane Fankel's father took over the family.

But he was limited by the vision and reputation of the previous generation.

So, Jane Fankel's father did not achieve much.

But he had laid a very good foundation for Jane Funkel.

Jane Fankel was the representative of the Mafia descendants in the new era.

"Father, I want to know why. I've already brought the family out of the swamp, but your decision has plunged the family back into the swamp. If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, I might very well correct your mistake myself," Jane Fangkel tried her best to speak calmly and slowly.

But her suppressed anger and confusion could still be heard in her voice.

Old Marks was silent for a while on the other end of the phone. Then, he said in a deep voice, "I am just correcting the mistakes of the past."

"Mistakes? What mistakes? "

"We are the Mafia. We are born to walk in the dark, not fantasize about how to dance in the sun."

Jan-Fangkel couldn't believe that her father would say such a thing.

Back then, he stood his ground and led the family to give up those shameful businesses.

Old Marks was dedicated to cleaning up the family's reputation.

Why would he say such a thing?

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Jan-Fangkel's face turned gloomy.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about, but what about you? Do you know who you're talking to? Or do you think you can talk to your father like this just because you've made some achievements? "

"Alright, I'm sorry, Father. I was wrong." Jane Fankel's tone grew colder and colder. In the next instant, her tone changed and she suddenly said, "This should be the last time I call you father."

"You want to sever ties with me? Who gave you the courage to make such a stupid decision? "

"I don't want to sever ties with you, I want to sever ties with my family."

"Now, I want you to apologize immediately, immediately!"

"Sorry, Mr. Marks, I refuse your request."

"Fangkel, you've made a stupid decision." Old Max's tone turned cold.

"No, you made a stupid decision."

"Looks like I need to let you know how stupid your decision is," Old Max said coldly.

"Looks like we have a big disagreement. Then, our communication ends here."

Jan-Fangkel hung up the phone and turned to a tall man with paint on his face. "Aier, I'll leave the rest to you."

They were now outside the headquarters of the Marks Family.

Behind Jan-Fangkel and Aier was a group of fully armed mercenaries.

Jan-Fangkel had spent a lot of money to hire them.

Jan-Fangkel handed Aier two photos. "These two, I want you to ensure their safety."

The two people in the photos were her father, Old Max, and her younger brother, Caesar Max.

She planned to use her power to destroy the Marks Family.

She would play the role of the family gravedigger.

At the same time, she would use her power to teach her father and her brother a lesson.

What was the power of capital?

In the face of the power of capital, all the glory and prestige of the family in the past would become worthless.

There were about a hundred people in this mercenary legion, and they were not just individually strong.

They were not just individually strong, they also had the most advanced weapons.

Each of them was equipped with enough equipment to shoot at 30 enemies for 30 minutes.

Aier took the photos and glanced at them, revealing his white teeth. "I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee anything."

There would always be some employer who would make a request before the war.

However, Aier would ignore most of the requests.

Their mission was not to save people, but to kill.

They were enemies. Before he could ensure that they put down their weapons, he would not agree to Jan-Fangkel's request.

The mercenaries easily tore through the Marks Family's defensive line.

The people inside the Marks Family could not even communicate with the outside world by phone.

The mercenaries had already turned the place into a restricted area with interference devices.

Jan-Fangkel looked at the once familiar home, which was now engulfed in the flames of war.

She did not plan to kill her father and brother.

She just wanted them to not be a hindrance.

However, given her father and brother's way of doing things.

They would never allow her to leave the family's control.

That was why Jan-Fangkel chose to make the first move.

Before the two of them could even react, he had uprooted them and the Marks Family.

Jan-Fangkel was from the Marks Family.

That was why she knew the Marks Family better than anyone else.

Meanwhile, in the Marks Family, Caesar and Old Marks were standing in front of a window on the third floor.

Both of them looked at the chaos below expressionlessly.

They watched as their family's gunmen retreated step by step.

Neither of them was worried or afraid.

Caesar glanced at his father and said, "It seems that Jan-Fangkel does not know her family well enough."

"This is a chance for her to understand that compared to the entire family, her achievements are nothing, nothing at all," Ye Zichen said with a smile.

At this time, a voice came from behind them. "I can give her a chance, but that depends on her performance."

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