A Journey Through the Worlds of Film and Television.

Chapter 376 Accepting a younger brother

When he saw Malena, Lu Cheng just looked at her from a distance and didn't pay too much attention to her. Now was not the time to get to know Malena, and she wouldn't run away anyway.

From the discussions of some people on the street just now, Lu Cheng also learned a lot of information. Malena had just been married for a month when her husband went to the battlefield in North Africa.

Just recently, the Italian leader, Mexico, had just declared war on Britain and France, and the war in North Africa had also begun. It should take some time for the news of Malena's husband's death to come back.

Lu Cheng also needs to gain a foothold in Syracuse first, possess sufficient wealth and the power to protect his wealth.

In the next two days, Lu Cheng booked a room in a small hotel in the city, bought a second-hand bicycle, and traveled around the city, getting to know all the streets, big and small, in Syracuse, and collecting some useful information.

At night, Lu Cheng would also go out and take a walk to find out the activity patterns and patrol ranges of the town’s patrol guards.

Two days later, Lu Cheng had a clear understanding of the garrison situation in the small town, the location of the police station, and the areas where some gangsters and thugs were active.

Although the gang members were keeping a low profile at the moment, Lu Cheng could still tell at a glance who were ordinary people, who were soldiers and police, and who were gang members in the crowd.

This is the eyesight he developed after experiencing many reincarnations.

After understanding the situation here, Lu Cheng also made a rough plan for himself:

The first step is to gather some available small gangs and groups and form your own force.

The second step is to annex local gangs, further expand power, and start doing business.

We must have a gun in one hand and money in the other, and we must grasp both hands and make both hands strong.

The third step is to become the underground king of Sicily and expand overseas.

Moreover, Lu Cheng was also prepared to make full use of his other face, two identities, one black and one white. If necessary, he could also arrange a third identity as a backup.

At about ten o'clock that evening, Lu Cheng changed into clothes that were convenient for movement, opened the window on the second floor of the hotel, jumped up, landed steadily on the ground, then nimbly climbed over the wall and came to the street.

Afterwards, Lu Cheng took advantage of the cover of darkness and quietly crossed several streets and arrived at the door of a tavern on the western outskirts of Syracuse.

Although a curfew has been imposed in the city, the tavern outside the city is still brightly lit and there are bursts of noise coming from inside.

This place is some distance away from the town. Lu Cheng took a quick scan with the thermal sensing radar and found no patrolling guards within two kilometers, only the noisy crowd in the tavern.

Lu Cheng glanced at the dozen or so bicycles parked at the door, then walked to the door of the pub and pushed it open.

The old wooden door creaked open and the pub immediately became quiet. Everyone put down their glasses and turned to look at the door.

After seeing that there was only Lu Cheng at the door and no one else, everyone relaxed their vigilance a little.

Behind the counter of the tavern stood an old man in his sixties with gray hair and a scar on his face. The old man looked Lu Cheng up and down, then said: "Young man, this is not the place for you to come. While we are having fun now, turn around and leave immediately. Otherwise, you will be in trouble."

Lu Cheng took a look at the situation inside the tavern. The space inside the tavern was not big, with only five or six small square tables. There were about twenty ferocious-looking guys sitting there. They all looked at Lu Cheng with unfriendly eyes, as if they were very dissatisfied with the liveliness of Lu Cheng and the others.

Lu Cheng didn't beat around the bush. He looked around at everyone and then asked loudly, "Who's the boss here?"

Upon hearing this, a group of people reached for their waists. Some of them pulled out a dagger directly from their waists, some put their hands on the hilt of the knife, and some took out a pistol.

"Hey, kid, are you here looking for trouble? If so, you may have come to the wrong place."

Lu Cheng chuckled: "It seems that you are in need of a leader. Perhaps I can reluctantly become your leader."

"It seems that this guy is tired of living and is looking for death. Badoglio, kill him!"

Then, the sturdy man closest to Lu Cheng stood up, holding a short knife in his hand. He looked Lu Cheng up and down, as if looking for where to strike: "Boy, you have come to the wrong place. It's not too late to kneel down and surrender now. Hand over all your money and I will spare your life."

Lu Cheng moved his wrist casually with a smile on his face, but in the next second, he suddenly took a step forward, cut the burly man's wrist with his left hand, easily snatched the dagger from his hand with his right hand, and then leaned forward and knocked the tall and burly man out.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Cheng turned around without any pause and knocked down another guy who had just stood up with one punch.

In just a moment, two guys were knocked to the ground, and Lu Cheng had two more daggers in his hands.

Seeing this, the others immediately stood up and surrounded Lu Cheng.

The old bartender behind the counter was about to bend down to get the double-barreled shotgun hidden under the counter when a cold light flashed and a short knife flew past his neck. A voice came over and said, "Don't move."

The old bartender was startled and touched his neck, his hands were covered in blood.

There was another guy who had just taken out a revolver when Lu Cheng stabbed him on the wrist with a flying knife, and the revolver fell out of his hand.

Afterwards, Lu Cheng was like a tiger among a flock of sheep. His punches and kicks were powerful and fast as lightning. Those strong men were knocked away one after another, either smashing a wooden table or knocking down a companion.

The two guys who were far away wanted to shoot, but before they found the opportunity to shoot, they saw a companion flying towards them, and the two of them collided with each other.

Another guy did fire a shot, but instead of hitting Lu Cheng, he hit one of their own. Before he could fire a second shot, he was hit on the forehead by a flying stool. The second shot he fired subconsciously also hit the beam of the house.

In a short while, all the twenty or so strong men in the tavern fell to the ground, wailing.

Lu Cheng picked up four pistols from the ground, took out the magazines and looked at them, then took a pistol in each hand and swept the heads of those guys.

The guys who fell to the ground immediately begged for mercy: "I surrender, don't kill me."

"Be careful, don't fire it accidentally."

Lu Cheng chuckled and moved his hands quickly. In a few breaths, he disassembled the two Beretta 1934 pistols into parts. Then he ejected the bullets from the two revolvers and scattered them on the table.

"I've already said before that I'm not here to kill anyone today. Let me ask you again, who is the boss?"

Two people who were afraid of death pointed at a guy who was knocked unconscious by Lu Cheng's stool and said, "He is our boss, Cosimo."

Lu Cheng glanced at the guy who was in his thirties, dressed relatively decently and wearing a watch. It was he who had just tried to shoot and was knocked to the ground by the stool he had thrown. Blood was now flowing from his forehead and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Lu Cheng stepped on the ground casually, and a dagger that had fallen to the ground bounced up and fell into Lu Cheng's hand. Then Lu Cheng threw it out directly, accurately stabbing the chin of the fallen man and piercing his head.

Everyone was shocked, but Lu Cheng clapped his hands as if he had just killed a chicken, and said with a smile: "Okay, now you don't have a boss, I will be your boss. Who is in favor? Who is against?"