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Text Chapter 116 Benjen Solo Ferro!

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    Los Angeles Jail No. 1.  Early in the morning, normally it is the time for prisoners in the prison to relax after breakfast, but many people found that something seemed not right.  All the prisoners were called out and gathered in the main square of the prison. The surrounding high walls were densely covered with police officers armed with live ammunition. The warden stood on the podium in a suit. There were men and women on the stage, and there were even more  A bunch of equipment.  Some of the prisoners were whispering, and some were indifferent.  More people gathered in a corner, and in the middle sat a tall white man, about 50 years old.  This white man sat at the top of the crowd, dressed in black, blind in one eye, looking up at the sky, and the people around him respected him very much.  ¡°Boss, what¡¯s going on today?¡± A tall man with a Mexican pronunciation and a tattoo all over his body whispered to a middle-aged black man next to him.  "I was so noisy. I woke up the boss. You don't want to live anymore!?" The black man turned to look at the blind white man, feeling apprehensive.  "Everyone is quiet!" The warden cleared his throat and said loudly: "Listen to me, all you "biozi"s! From today on, don't complain to me about how boring your life is.  How boring! " "Warden, have you found a girl for us?" a prisoner shouted in the underground, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.  The warden looked livid and said loudly: "Starting from today, a movie will be shot here. The person in charge of this movie is a famous young director in Hollywood today, so you grandsons, please be honest!  "Making a movie!" "Grandma, what kind of movie are you going to make in prison?"   A group of prisoners kept screaming.  The warden clapped the loudspeaker in his hand hard.  Then the scene became quiet: "It is our honor that Los Angeles No. 1 Prison can undertake this movie. Mr. Victor Ferro is now recognized as a future star in Hollywood. You all will cooperate with me, understand!?" "Gai  Rui, what did that son of a bitch just say?" The blind white man who had been sitting on the stool without responding suddenly felt a shock.  "Oh. Boss, that guy asked us to cooperate." The middle-aged black man said.  "No, what did he call that young man?" The blind white man stared at Victor on the stage with his only remaining eye.  "It seems to be called Victor Flying Pigeon," Gary said.  The blind white man straightened up: "Why does it sound like your surname is Ferro?" "You heard it wrong, Ben." Next to the blind white man, an old man with white beard and hair, about 60 years old, whispered in a low voice.  The old man's chest.  This is a green wolf head tattoo.  "My ears are absolutely correct! It's Ferro!" The blind white man was extremely surprised, with a hint of ecstasy in his expression: "Bring me that kid." Gary said with a troubled expression: "Head  Son, there are guns all around. If you move, you might blow our heads. It¡¯s inconvenient. Also, why are you looking for him?¡± A group of prisoners around looked at the blind white man.  "Have you forgotten the story I told you? The story of Vito Cassio Ferro." The blind white man said.  "How could I forget! Mr. Ferro is our idol!Wait a minute, boss, that boy's surname is Ferro too, could it be" Gary suddenly screamed.  "That's not right, boss. I heard that your family has been wiped out." The Mexican said.  "That's indeed what I heard. That's what the FBI told me! But now, a man named Ferro is here, what does that mean?" The blind white man became angry.  "This means they deceived you." Gary said.  "Yes, deception! What I hate most is when others deceive me!" The one-eyed white man opened his eye, spitting fire: "Go, spread the word, and find someone to go outside and inquire. What is going on!?  "Ban, why bother? Have you forgotten your identity? That Benyan Solo Ferro is already dead. Do you know that you are a Night Watcher?" Lone Wolf shook his head and said.  : "Don't leave a surname, don't marry a wife, don't have children. Don't see the light, the sword that protects order, the horn in the darkness, the uncrowned king! Have you forgotten all these?" The one-eyed white man named Bunyan closed his eyes in pain.  Only one eye left.  "You no longer have any relationship with the Ferro family. As the leader of the Night Watch, you are now a prisoner in the custody of the federal government and a person feared by the five major families. You stay here."Both the government and the Supreme Council of the Mafia are willing to accept it. If you cause trouble, neither of these two parties will let you go. What's more, you have already agreed!  " Lone Wolf persuaded Bunyan earnestly. "I have stayed here for more than twenty years, which is long enough.  Why have I been trapped here for more than twenty years?  It wasn't because they promised me that they would take good care of my family, Pari, and his children that I felt so secure and willing to lie here.  But what did I get in exchange!  ?  Some fucking guy comes in and tells me the Ferro family is gone!  ?  Not a single one left!  "The one-eyed old man stood up, and his nearly two-meter tall head immediately blocked the sunlight of the group of prisoners sitting underground! "Although I am old, I am a rebel of the Ferro family!  Although I have become a Night's Watchman, I am Benjen Solo Ferro!  My last name is Ferro!  Before, I could die here in silence with all my thoughts lost, but now, there is actually a person named Ferro standing here, and the result is different!  "Bunyan growled in a low voice. "I advise you, don't take this risk.  Putting aside the fact that there are many people with the same surname in this world, even if they are Pari¡¯s sons, what does it matter? What does it have to do with you?  Boss, your status is too special. It is precisely because you are trapped here that the government and the Mafia Supreme Council can have a temporary balance of peaceful coexistence. If you take the lead, this balance may be broken.  This may not be a good thing for the mafia, us night watchmen, you, and your family. You need to think clearly.  "Lone Wolf said. "I can't control so much anymore.  " Bunyan looked at Victor on the stage with his one eye. They were far away, but Bunyan's one eye could see clearly. A smile quickly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Look at that hair, look at those pupils, and  With that face, he is exactly like my idiot brother!  Hahaha, yes, yes!  " Bunyan turned to Lone Wolf and said, "Bring this guy over to me tonight!  " "Okay, boss.  "The lone wolf nodded helplessly. "I'm tired and went to bed.  "Bunyan walked to the cell in a swagger, leaving the lone wolf group behind. "What should we do?  "A group of people looked at the lone wolf and looked at each other. "What should we do?  How do I know what to do!  "Lone Wolf shook his head: "It seems that things are going to change.  " Everyone looked at each other in confusion. "Boys, enjoy your happy time now. When the bloody storm comes, you may not have time to have fun.  Life is short, enjoy yourself while you can.  "The lone wolf sighed and said no more.
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