Chapter 979 (1/2)

As time goes by, many people grow old in time.

No one can resist the power of time, even the underground emperor of North America, the Mafia leaders who control the world of violence and darkness.

Nuki is also old, and it's time for him to hand over his chairmanship.

In fact, his authority began to be challenged five years ago, only to maintain the peace of the Commission under the balance of nuki.

Today, this peace has reached the brink of collapse.

It takes only a small flame to explode, and nuki knows it's time to quit, or he'll be blown to pieces.

But he also knew that he had to find a way to keep himself safe.

There are so many secrets about the Mafia family in his brain, but he is not a damned family. Nuki has no choice.

When he abdicated, without the right and the protection of his subordinates, anyone could kill him.

It may only be the tramp on the street who will stab him in the chest with a sharp blade when he is not paying attention.

It may be his opponent's instructions, or his former assistant, partner, or other family leader.

To be sure, he will never live long.

Everyone knew that, so nuki looked at Paul.

Now Charlie Lee is not something he can influence or influence. He has a good relationship with Paul.

After all, they often come back and forth in business, and Paul has helped him a lot, and nuki has helped him out a lot.

Atlantic City, the new Council is held in the city's only church.

Everyone present at the meeting, on the outside, is a frightening Mafia leader or second in command.

”First of all, please raise your glasses to welcome our mutual friend, Paul.” Nuki sat at the head, Paul on his right and his brother-in-law on the left.

”Thank you, nuki.” Paul raised his glass, motioned to everyone and exclaimed, ”cheers, for money, women and our great cause.”

”To the great cause, ha ha...” A bunch of jerks laughed.

”Well, let's sit down and talk.” Nuki took over the situation again, sitting in a soft and comfortable chair, still feeling a little nervous.

Over the years, wine and sex have hollowed out his body, making him more and more weak.

The doctor said that if he was drinking, he might not live for three years, but who would care!

Without everything now, nuki would be killed in the streets tomorrow.

”I'm old and have limited energy, so let's get right to the point.” Nuki knocked on the champagne glass to calm everyone down.

”I think you have heard that after this meeting, I will step down from the committee completely, and the post of chairman will be returned to Parliament.”

As soon as nuki's voice dropped, everyone began to whisper.

Before they came, of course, they received news, but there was no shock from nuki himself.

Now it is certain that nuki is really going to abdicate.

Some are complacent and others are worried that this will undoubtedly lead to a new war.

For them, power can only be proved by blood and fist. Whoever wants to sit in that position needs to show enough strength.

Every transfer of power is full of blood and violence, which is inevitable, even within the Mafia family.

Each of the leaders here has experienced countless assassinations and battles to secure his present position.