Chapter 22 Freedom Capone Island

Soon, as Ian woke up from a comfortable nap in the sea breeze, the naval battleship had stopped at a port.

"Get up, it's here." Kuzan, who was lying on the side, saw that Ian was awake, stretched lazily, stood up and said.

"Where are you?" Ion asked in confusion.

"This island is called Capone Island, and it is the seat of the 'Capone Mafia', one of the four major underground forces in the West Sea."

After a pause, Kuzan said. "Just passing by, then catch this mafia back for business."

"Um……"

Ian rolled over and said. "Then Big Brother Kuzan, I'll wait for you to come back here."

"Aren't you going? Didn't you say you're interested in the mafia?" Kuzan said somewhat unexpectedly.

"I seem to have found my dream in my dream just now, so I have to see her again. Compared with the Mafia, I am more anxious about this matter." Ian waved his hand and refused.

...

Kuzan.

Obviously, Ion is purely an excuse, or even completely to avoid meritorious service, so he simply doesn't want to get off the boat.

but……

Kuzan lifted Ion up and said.

"Yan, this is not good, this mafia is prepared for you, your protagonist does not appear, does it not give me face?"

Yan's mouth twitched slightly and asked. "Brother Kuzan, don't you really want to give me credit for eliminating the Mafia?"

"What is a hard stop?"

Kuzan said with a smile on his face.

"I received a report from an enthusiastic civilian, Tefimer Yahn, that the Capone Mafia raged in this sea area, causing great damage to the lives of many civilians, and then the navy was in Tefimer Yahn. With the help of , the entire mafia will be uprooted."

After a pause, Kuzan looked at Ion, whose expression was gradually stiffening, and said.

"So, if you can't get off the boat, it's actually the same. You can't get away with this credit. If that's the case, why don't you take a trip with me."

"I...I didn't report it," Ion tried to clarify.

"No, you reported it. I, Kuzan, can testify. There is even your real-name report from the Warring States General." Kuzan replied.

! ! !

yan.

whistleblower? Or a real name report? When did I write this stuff?

And these days, who dares to report in real name easily?

It's fake, it's definitely fake, the old bastard found someone to imitate my handwriting.

"Kuzan, you are slandering!" Ion said in a more dissatisfied tone.

"Ian, you should go and tell the Warring States General, I'm just doing what I was ordered to do," Kuzan replied.

"This is not in line with the rules. This is forgery and false credit. It's a big sin. I want to be a good person, don't force me." Ian struggled hard.

"How can you be considered a fake leader?" Kuzan said, holding back a smile.

"Yan, you want to get rid of the calamity mafia, but you are only a civilian, so you deliberately handed over the report to your adoptive father who has a certain status and connections in the navy. In line with the meritorious process.”

When Ian heard the words, he couldn't help but feel a little pain in his head, and couldn't help muttering.

"This damn old man has actually achieved this level? And where is this level of status and connections, it's just hands and eyes."

"It's good that you know, so come off the boat with me, at least this is a mafia organization that you are quite interested in." Kuzan advised again.

Immediately, Ion was grabbed by Kuzan and dragged all the way towards the port.

"and many more……"

Seeing that it was difficult to convince Kuzan with reason, Ion hurriedly played the emotional card and said.

"Brother Kuzan, it's not that you don't know me, I really don't want to make a contribution. With my weak body, it's barely enough to be a naval handyman. Once I'm in a high position, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect my subordinates."

"Also, we've drank together, slept in bed together, and carried guns together, so it's just as if you didn't find Capone Island."

"Wait, wait, I really don't feel well, maybe I have a disease that makes me dizzy when I go to the island..."

It's a pity that Kuzan was indifferent, without the slightest hesitation in his steps, he just answered.

"Yan, after I finish this matter, the Warring States General will let go of the war between me and Sakaski."

Ion shouted in an indignant tone. "Kuzan, you brows and big eyes have also betrayed. The old man has such a little benefit, so you let me betray this friend?"

"It's not a question of whether it's good or bad. The navy takes it as its duty to obey orders." Kuzan said lazily, without the slightest bit of convincing.

Sometimes, since you can't resist, you can only accept it.

The overall style of this island called "Capone Island" is biased towards the American style. Most of the people I saw along the way were wearing black suits, with serious faces, and there was a feeling that strangers were not allowed to enter.

The important thing is...

Ion's eyes rolled from side to side, and he could always see some obvious bulges on these people.

gun!

Almost everyone carries a pistol.

At the entrance of the town, there is a sign standing - "Freedom Town", with a small supplementary explanation on the side.

"This is the freest place in the whole sea, and even the air is full of sweet smells. In addition, the best gun shop on the island is three hundred meters ahead and turn right."

Ian looked back and forth several times before he realized it and said in shock. "Could this be an advertisement?"

"Who knows?" Kuzan said lazily, and continued to walk into the town.

next moment……

"Thumbs up!!"

A series of gunshots sounded in front, but the pedestrians on the street seemed to be used to it and hid nearby without panic.

For a while, Ion and Kuzan, who were standing right in front of the town gate, stood out.

But soon, with the sound of two crisp "bang bang" gunshots, the original "sudden" gunshots stopped abruptly.

The pedestrians who were hiding nearby on both sides of the street patted their clothes one after another, and continued to work as if nothing had happened.

"As expected of the island where the Mafia resides, it's really a folk custom of elegance and quality!" Ian said with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"It's interesting." Kuzan said the same thing.

Then, Kuzan and Ion, who were all wearing ordinary black clothes, quickly merged into the town and continued to walk forward.

Along the way, Ian looked left and right, and the houses on both sides of the street had a lot of bullet holes, which seemed to indicate the freedom here.

Soon, a large pool of bright red blood appeared on the ground, and several men in black suits were clearly cleaning the ground.