Chapter 391 - Big Boss Mo Usurps Power

All was calm in City A.

As Commander Zhang fully turned up the heat on the Mafia, Third Young Master Ye, Fourth Young Master Tang, and First Young Master Lin discussed and rearranged the power spheres in the Dragon Gate. They quickly counterattacked and suppressed the Mafia’s power in North America.

Their work was made much easier thanks to the international opinion being on Commander Zhang’s side.

The Mafia was cornered on all fronts, akin to a lonely island besieged by many cannons. It had lost its support. With the international anti-terrorist groups intervening, the disbanding of the coalition forces meant that the threat to the First Terrorist Organization was removed.

They came together because Louis convinced them with wealth. Once they were disbanded, they observed developments from aside and did not defect to Louis’ camp. Louis, as though he had lost his limbs, was alone and without support.

Prince William was hugely defeated in the desert and escaped to Country R helter-skelter to avoid a direct confrontation with Chu Li. With Rong Yan mediating amongst them, Chu Li did not go on a killing spree in Country R and instead moved all the forces of the organization so that they would wholly take on Louis.

The conflict between the terrorist and the Mafia was a trigger pull away.

As the international situation was arduous, the official broadcasters of the government were criticizing the firefight between the two major powers in the underworld. They predicted that their conflict would bring unprecedented conflict and chaos to the world.

Countries in the world called for an end to the fighting and pinned the blame on the fighting squarely on Louis.

With immense firepower, strength, and munitions on both sides, the two top dogs duking it out would definitely implicate innocents and incur collateral damage.

The senior inspector of the anti-terrorist group pointed out that they were extremely unwilling to see conflict, along with how Louis was unfit to lead the Mafia and had to step down. Once Louis stepped down, the chaos would cease.

Commander Zhang angrily accused Louis of violent acts and how he had to step down as he was unsuitable to lead the Mafia.

The one-sided international opinion called for Louis’ stepping down as a solution to the chaos and the feud.

Third Young Master Ye watched the news and secretly thought to himself that the commander had pulled off a masterstroke.

If the terrorist organization and the Mafia really opened up on each other, they would both be bloodied and the pecking order of the international underworld would undergo a massive reshuffling. The Dragon Gate, the current third in the order, would leap to become the top dog.

By deliberately manipulating popular opinion to force Louis to step down, he not only preserved the First Terrorist Organization’s position of top dog but also ended the conflict and achieved peace.

He killed two birds with one stone.

Fourth Young Master Tang and First Young Master Lin jokingly commented that getting into a fight was good as they would perish with each other.

Friendships aside, the current war was the most beneficial to the Dragon Gate.

It was not only Third Young Master Ye who thought of that. Even Chu Li, Jason, Black J, and Ning Ning had come to that conclusion, albeit much earlier. Instead of pinning the blame on the entire Mafia, they hence pinned the blame on Louis from the onset.

The organization would never give up its position as top dog. Chu Li merely wanted to intimidate the Mafia, whose power was growing, from the onset by clipping their wings. They had no intention to wipe out the Mafia.

This was because the total destruction of the Mafia would destabilize the delicate balance of peace and eventually portray the First Terrorist Organization as the antithesis of international peace. This was something they did not want.

Louis, however, crossed the young kid and triggered this conflict.

Bogota, Colombia.

The secret sanctum of the Mafia was established in a castle in downtown Bogota. Two power spheres had formed within the ranks of the Mafia, one asking for Louis to step down and another shielding Louis.

They argued incessantly.

The changing of the godfather was a major event. In the past few centuries, few managed to usurp power. Louis could not be considered as a usurper as he battled with Rus following the death of the previous godfather.

As long as a godfather ruled, all of the Mafia had to wholly obey him for their lives unless he abdicated.

There were nine elders in the Mafia. Each wielded massive influence and had the right to vote for the godfather. Once they had elected their godfather, they had to pledge their allegiance to him for life. This was, in the history of the Mafia, the second meeting to depose the godfather.

While Mo Ye and Mo Jue were present, Louis was, however, absent.

The Mo brothers were not officially part of the Mafia, so nobody knew about their background but instead of how vicious, cruel, and brutal their methods were. Most of them had only heard of them but never saw them in person.

Big Boss Mo called for this meeting of the elders.

Big Boss Mo’s intention was simple, that was for Louis to step down. He looked on coldly without saying a word, an air of dominance emanating from him. His eyes were dark and bright, and while one could not see how he felt, his aura spoke volumes of how he looked down on everything else.

Mo Jue silently watched on from the side. He had a vicious look in his purple eyes and was like a king of the underworld. The few elders who had indeed seen much of the world dared not meet his gaze.

Everybody felt that these brothers were too capable.

Big Boss Mo looked on with a deep gaze as he coldly replied, “This calamity will utterly obliterate the Mafia. Louis leaving the Mafia is the only way for the Mafia to survive. Would you rather sacrifice Louis to save all, or would you join him in his grave?”

Voices erupted in the great hall. Some remained quiet, some were extremely angry, whilst some cursed. Although four to five trusted men stood behind them and protected them, only Mo Jue stood next to Mo Ye.

“I disagree.” An elder hit the table and stood up with a reddened face. “How does Louis’ mistake implicate us? Worse comes to worst, we’ll duke it out with the terrorist since victory or defeat is not a given. Why are we in disarray and panic even before the enemy makes its move? What nonsense is this?”

As this was indeed the case, a few of them agreed. While the First Terrorist Organization was stronger in terms of power, this would only be known after they fought with each other. For all knew, the Mafia could actually win against the First Terrorist Organization.

Another person said in response, “We also cannot afford such a risk. With the governments pulling out, the anti-terrorist groups are watching us closely. The international opinion is also one-sided. Everything is solved once we hand over Louis.”

As Louis often favored these elders, he had very good relationships with them, and the proposed idea was supported by extremely few. Although Louis’ father had already died, his influence in the Mafia could not be underestimated. They hence protected Louis.

Following this by-election, most of them were unwilling to depose Louis and would rather duke it out with the First Terrorist Organization in mortal kombat.

Arguments ensued in the great hall.

Mo Ye, with arms akimbo, looked on emotionlessly and coldly with dark and bright eyes. As he watched them endlessly argue on coldly, he did not express any opinion as though everything had nothing to do with him.

Nobody could clearly figure out what was in his heart.

Mo Jue softly harrumphed. It was clear that Second Boss Mo had little patience with such settings and was immensely displeased. He, however, endured it for the sake of his brother.

The elders, who were embroiled in endless arguments, became louder and louder.

Big Boss Mo had his own schemes. Amongst these people, three of them agreed whilst one remained neutral and five opposed. Since it was by majority vote, they did not agree to deposing Louis.

A seeming smile that had a few hints of candidness flashed over Mo Ye’s face.

Only Mo Jue understood that his brother’s emotionless and cold look was his normal look. His rage and schemes were immaterial. If he broke into a smile, somebody was going to get hurt very badly.

Big Boss Mo was hell-bent on becoming the godfather.

The arguments did not cease.

The elder who remained neutral suddenly asked, “If we depose Louis, who shall be the godfather?”

After he uttered that statement, everybody present remained silent. The focus of their discussion was on deposing Louis or not. They had nary considered who would succeed Louis had they deposed him.

A few of them turned to look at Big Boss Mo.

It added up. He wanted to usurp the position.

One of the elders was angry over the top. He slammed his hand on the table and pointed at Big Boss Mo in anger. He said, “Who are you to call this meeting? And who are you to talk about this re-election? Please know yourself. You are just Louis’ lackey, so who the f*** do you think you are? How dare you set your eyes on the position of the godfather?”

Anger flashed through Mo Jue’s eyes. He slightly raised his eyebrows and glanced at the elder. All the elders were focused on Mo Ye, who was silent, and ignored Mo Jue instead.

“Ah, yes, Mo Ye, you want the position of godfather?”

“Even if it weren’t Louis, your experience disqualifies you. You have just spent three months in the Mafia and do not qualify.”

…

Even when faced with a barrage of insults from the elders, Big Boss Mo remained very calm. He said, “As to whether I am qualified or not, you can decide for yourselves. With the voting rights to the godfather in your hands, today’s focus is about deposing Louis.”

“Like a wolf with a savage heart, everybody knows what you are here for. Don’t you want to simply see Louis deposed and then succeed him as the godfather?” The elder scolded. “Louis has been extremely generous toward you, so why are you going against him?”

Mo Ye’s voice became much colder when he replied, “I was never under him, and when did he say that?”

“You…” The few elders raged as one of them pointed at the door and loudly scolded. “F*** off! This is our territory, so the two of you stay out of our affairs.”

“F*** off!”

…

Mo Jue’s purple eyes became even colder, and Mo Ye became colder as well. He said, “The Mafia has rules, and you, elders, have the right to choose to depose Louis or not. Let’s begin then. If you want to keep Louis as the godfather, I’ll immediately leave.”

“What of an ass choice is this…”

Mo Ye slowly picked up the cup of tea and said, “Before we begin, please have a cup of tea and calmly reflect what is best for you. Do not make the wrong choice.”

The elder angrily sat down, and the few other elders began raising cards in their hands to vote. The teacup in Mo Ye’s hands slightly dropped and smashed with a loud crunch as he loosened his grip.

The cup broke.

At the same time, Mo Ye drew his gun. A bullet passed through the temple of the elder who insulted Mo Ye.

Big Boss Mo gently said, “Let’s begin!”