Outside the villa, the air was thick with tension as the exchange of words continued. Vlad stepped up to Don Ramon and tapped his shoulder. “We’re the ones who sabotaged your businesses and caused chaos for you,” he revealed with a smirk.
Don Ramon’s eyes widened with fury. “Get them!” he bellowed, his voice echoing with anger. “Take down Vlad and Jose!” In an instant, chaos erupted as members of the Costa Familia surged out from nowhere, ready to defend their leader.
Vlad smiled, as if he had been waiting for this moment, and suddenly attacked the man beside Don Ramon.
Bang!
He delivered a powerful punch immediately. In the midst of the chaos, Jose and Vlad found themselves surrounded by adversaries, yet they remained calm.
The fight broke out, with Jose and Vlad at the center of the action. They moved with speed and skill, each move calculated and effective. Jose deftly dodged an attack, countering with a swift kick that sent his opponent sprawling. Meanwhile, Vlad took down another with a strong elbow, his movements fluid and confident.
Don Ramon laughed as he watched the scene unfold. “It seems your so-called alliance won’t be helping you,” he taunted.
Jose, effortlessly fending off two attackers, replied, “We don’t need help.”
Vlad added, “They’re just the audience. The two of us are enough to wipe out these ants,” he declared, delivering a powerful kick to another attacker.
As the battle continued, Jose and Vlad showcased an unparalleled combination of attacks, their movements synchronized and deadly. At times, they fought solo, each displaying their unique fighting style. The surroundings were filled with action, the sound of fists and bodies hitting the ground echoing throughout.
Vlad and Jose fought side by side, seamlessly transitioning between fighting together and taking on opponents individually. They moved with precision and agility, using anything they could get their hands on as weapons.
Vlad, with a swift roundhouse kick, sent one attacker flying into a nearby bush, leaves scattering everywhere. He then grabbed a potted plant, swinging it with force to knock another opponent off balance, sending him crashing into a fellow thug. The impact was so strong that a tooth flew out, glinting briefly in the sunlight before landing on the ground.
Jose, showcasing his agility, ducked under a wild swing and countered with a powerful uppercut that lifted his opponent off his feet. As the man landed with a thud, Jose snatched a bottle of wine from a nearby table, smashing it against the edge to create a jagged weapon. With deft movements, he used it to fend off another assailant, the broken glass glinting menacingly.
Don Ramon watched with a grin, convinced that it was only a matter of time before the two would tire and be defeated. “Use your daggers!” he shouted to his men, hoping to turn the tide of the battle. In response, his men drew their blades, advancing on Vlad and Jose with renewed aggression.
Despite the added threat of weapons, Vlad and Jose remained unfazed. Jose executed a spinning kick, disarming an opponent and using the man’s own dagger against him with a swift, calculated move. The attacker staggered back, clutching his side, before collapsing onto another thug.
Vlad, meanwhile, ducked under a swinging blade, retaliating with a powerful elbow strike that sent his attacker sprawling, his head hitting the ground with a dull thud. Not missing a beat, Vlad picked up a fallen branch, using it as a makeshift club to fend off two more adversaries.
The fight continued, with Vlad and Jose demonstrating remarkable skill and coordination. They used their surroundings to their advantage, turning everyday objects into tools of defense. A chair became a shield, blocking incoming blows, while a discarded metal tray was thrown like a frisbee, hitting an opponent square in the face and sending him reeling.
Don Ramon, still grinning, thought to himself that if just one of them got injured, it would surely lead to their downfall.
The battle raged on, but as time passed, Don Ramon’s grin slowly faded, replaced by a look of disbelief. He noticed more and more of his men falling, unable to continue the fight. Finally, only one remained, and he was swiftly dispatched with a kick from Jose and a punch from Vlad. The two dusted off their hands, their expressions calm and confident.
Vlad approached Don Ramon, who was now visibly shaken. “Tell your boss in the Sicilian Familia,” Vlad said with a steely gaze, “we’ll be knocking on their door anytime.” With that, he delivered a solid punch to Don Ramon’s face, knocking him out cold.
Lucas, watching from a distance, smiled at the sight. “Let’s get out of here,” he said, signaling for the group to leave.
Meanwhile, at the four main businesses of the Costa Familia, authorities surrounded the premises, just as before. Lucas’s men efficiently removed any evidence linking the properties to the Costa Familia, ensuring they couldn’t reclaim their assets.
….
Back at the main base, everyone gathered, waiting for Lucas to outline their next move. As Lucas stood at the forefront, the mafia members began to report on their successful missions.
Diego was the first to speak. “We hit the gambling operations hard,” he reported. “We found ledgers detailing high-stakes games and the names of several influential players. This information could be used to leverage some of their allies or disrupt their cash flow.”
Next was Marco, who had targeted the smuggling routes. “We intercepted a shipment and discovered detailed maps of their smuggling routes,” he said. “These maps show not only their current operations but also potential expansions. We can use this to cut off their supply lines or even take over some of their routes.”
Carlo, who handled the escort service, followed. “We uncovered a list of high-profile clients and some compromising information,” he explained. “This could be used to blackmail or sway some of their supporters to our side.”
Finally, the last group reported on the money laundering operations. “We seized financial records and discovered several shell companies they use to launder money,” they said. “With this, we can disrupt their financial network and possibly trace funds back to the Sicilian Mafia.”
Lucas listened intently, a satisfied smile on his face as each group shared their findings. “Excellent work, everyone,” he said, nodding approvingly. “With this information, we have the upper hand. Let’s prepare for our next move against the Costa Familia and the Sicilian Mafia.”