American Comics: The Law of Strength

Gwen felt as if she had been tricked.

If gangsters studying law and business can still be understood, then seminary is like dressing a demon in an angelic cos, pure mockery.

However, Peter thought that Diane was probably not lying, and he vaguely remembered the dilapidated church on the hill and the priest named Joshua. The

power of the Diane family is probably a little bigger than he thought.

And Diane stopped teasing Gwen at this time, she put away her smile and began to answer Gwen's original question in a serious way.

"In case you don't know, our family actually rose in the last fifty years, and before that our family was only one of many small forces in New York.

At that time, although our family accumulated some wealth by selling moonshine after prohibition, it was still no different from wild dogs in the eyes of the big forces at that time.

Diane frowned again at this, not because she felt humiliated by her family's experience during that time, but because she saw Gwen pull out a pack of cookies and a few candies out of nowhere.

At this time, Gwen was listening to his own story, lifting half of his hood and chewing it like a hamster.

Are you telling a story when I'm telling a story?!

But fortunately, Diane had already understood the personalities of the two in the few days that she had been with the two, and finally suppressed her anger and continued to introduce:

"And the person who really changed the family situation was Milk's father, my uncle Joseph Bernano.

He was not in the family business, but went to business school and wanted to start his own company.

But at that time, our family's military master (consigliere, literally translated as consultant, but military division is more suitable for positioning) and a horned head were killed in an attack.

It was a huge crisis, my father was barely in control, and we were in dire need of trusted top managers.

So Uncle Joseph gave up his idea and chose to return to the family.

Not only did he help stabilize the situation, but he also devised an elaborate system that allowed us to play some tricks in the gas tax.

He single-handedly obtained almost all the permits, and opened several petrol stations through various government welfare policies for almost nothing.

Since then, he has bought or built new petrol stations almost every month.

In just three years, he was able to sell half a million gallons of gasoline a month, and we could make up to forty cents of profit per gallon.

Uncle Joseph became the family's cash cow ever since.

At that time, we purchased a large number of related industries just for money laundering.

Casinos, laundry, hotels, it can be said that all of our family's current properties are due to Uncle Joseph.

But such a large profit will naturally be coveted by others, and the tax office cannot be indifferent, so seven years ago, Uncle Joseph was betrayed and prosecuted by the court.

Because he vowed not to cooperate with the government and betrayed his family, he was eventually sentenced to fifteen years in prison.

As if to take care of Gwen's sense of justice, Diane immediately added: "Since then, the

system has also been completely abolished, and after paying a fine of more than fifteen million US dollars, we have also disassociated from the matter, and our family has since begun to gradually abandon all illegal industries and begin a complete transformation."

Speaking of this, Diane concluded with a sigh:

"Uncle Joseph gave everything for the family, so even if Milk betrayed the family, we can't kill or hurt Uncle Joseph's only son at will, we can only wait for the dust to settle and hand him over to Uncle Joseph himself."

Uncle Joseph was a great man for me, and when I was a child he was the elder I admired the most... Ahem, I adore him as much as I adore my father.

Brushing off her father's expression, Diane quickly changed her words, and then said angrily:

"But Milk did not inherit the slightest virtue of Uncle Joseph, and his stupidity and arrogance almost destroyed everything his father gave him for!"

Peter nodded in understanding, and Gwen agreed with Diane.

While Gwen has zero tolerance for criminal behavior, she is even more disdainful of Milk's behavior.

And Eric on the side was also quite helpless.

"Actually, I originally wanted to groom Milk as my successor, but he couldn't take on the heavy responsibilities either in character or ability, so I planned to keep him away from the family business and become a rich ordinary person, but I didn't expect him to have such ambitions."

"Often it is because of incompetence that they cannot see themselves clearly, or are afraid to see themselves clearly, and finally take the huge shadow reflected on the ground as themselves."

Peter had seen too many people like Milk, so he didn't plan to continue talking about him, but directly discussed his own tasks.

"Then I need everything about Milk, and most importantly where he is at this moment.

Another important point is that although I can control him, I am afraid that I do not have the means to move him quickly..."

And Gwen suddenly raised his hand at this time and said:

"If it's just a porterage, leave it to me."

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And just when Diane and the others were surprised by Gwen's joining, Milk, who was unanimously despised by everyone, was constantly roaring into the microphone of the mobile phone, but there was always a tremor in his angry voice.

It is not so much that he is overly excited, but that he is covering his fear with this extreme anger.

"Damn it! Murdoch! You promised! You said you would solve Eric's trouble for me!

How many times have I urged you to kill him immediately to avoid future troubles! As a result, your demands on me have dragged on!

And now you tell me he was rescued?! You are responsible for this!

Murdoch, on the other end of the phone, was quite calm, turning a deaf ear to Milk's accusations.

"Mr. Milk, we have also repeatedly asked you to fulfill your agreement as soon as possible, but you chose to ignore it in the end, and we can only express our regret for this.

But we are still willing to give you a chance, and whether to accept it or not is entirely up to you.

Milk, who knew that he was at a loss, could not refute, and could only stare at the microphone in front of him fiercely, but in the end he did not have the courage to hang up the phone, and after a long time he shouted:

"Tell me about it."

Murdoch seemed to have known that the other party would accept it, and he said in a waveless voice:

"That Miss Diane caused us a very great loss in the rescue of Mr. Eric, and we must punish it.

Especially the boy with the bat helmet and the spider girl.

We believe that you are the first person to deal with after they rescue Mr. Eric.

"So what? Are you going to let me be bait and wait for that Batman or Spider-Woman to throw themselves into the net before catching them?

So what benefits can you give me in exchange?

"Huh."

Murdoch on the other end of the phone snorted coldly, and then said coldly:

"We'll keep you alive tonight."