The Tyrant Billionaire

Michael instructed the driver to flee the scene, racing back to the Corleone Manor. The incident rattled everyone, prompting urgent alerts to Tessio and Clemenza, who dispatched reinforcements.

Yet at that precise moment,

Another telegram arrived at the Corleone Manor from Sicily.

Sonny had perished in the explosion.

The old godfather quaked with fury upon learning the news. He knew that other powerful families must have orchestrated the attack.

Las Vegas.

Though closed, the Flamingo Casino still glowed.

Sigel remained resolute in his vision. Convinced that transforming the Flamingo into a fully equipped resort site with complete facilities, it would definitely become a holiday paradise for the rich, and he would make a lot of money.

He gambled using his remaining shares as collateral, he secured a $2 million loan from Hardy. Upon returning, he assembled workers and continued expanding the Flamingo Casino.

Sigel gambled on his ability to succeed.

He firmly believed he could succeed.

After selling his mansion in Los Angeles, Sigel bought another estate on the outskirts of Las Vegas. Though not as luxurious as Beverly Manor, it was still extravagant.

That day, after inspecting the project progress with Fred, he drove back to the estate. It was already June, and the weather was getting hotter. After returning, Sigel took a shower and changed into a comfortable bathrobe.

His woman, Virginia, was not in Las Vegas but attending a friend's party.

Virginia was an unsettled woman, but Sigel just liked her. It could only be said that fate had its ways.

In the living room, Sigel and Fred were discussing matters, planning the grand opening of the casino once it was completed. Sigel came up with numerous ideas, this time, it would surely be a resounding success.

Just then, two gunshots suddenly rang out at the door.

Fred and Sigel were startled.

The door was suddenly kicked open, and several gunmen rushed in.

If they were going out, the two might have brought weapons, but this was home, and there were guards outside. They had no weapons on them.

"Bang bang~ Bang bang bang~!"

A series of sharp gunshots.

Sigel and Fred both fell into a pool of blood.

The underground king of the West Coast, Sigel, died tragically on the spot, and Fred, the boss of the Austrians gang in Los Angeles, also became a corpse.

The gunmen saw the two fall and approached to deliver a few more shots to ensure they were dead before leaving.

Los Angeles.

After dinner with Andy, Hardy was discussing business matters when suddenly he received a call from Henry.

"Boss, I just got some urgent news."

"What news, and how many?"

"Sonny was killed by a car bomb in Sicily."

Hardy was slightly surprised. Killed by a car bomb—wasn't that Michael's fate? In the original Godfather plot, Michael sought refuge in Sicily, and enemies chased him, setting up a car bomb that didn't kill him but took the life of Michael's bride. Michael survived the ordeal.

This time, it was Sonny going to Sicily, killed on the spot. It seems Sonny truly didn't have the protagonist's fate.

"Any other news?"

"On the same day, Michael was targeted in an assassination attempt. A group of gunmen ambushed him at a gas station. Luckily, his driver reacted quickly, firing back. The gunmen fled, and Michael wasn't hurt, but both his bodyguards were killed," Henry said.

Hardy was shocked.

Ambushed at a gas station—wasn't that Sonny's fate? Luckily, Michael had the protagonist's aura, otherwise, he would have lost a good friend.

"Boss, there's another piece of news. Just this evening, Mr. Sigel and Boss Fred were shot dead by a group of gunmen who broke into their homes in the living room."

This time, Hardy was truly shocked.

"You said Sigel is dead?"

"And Fred is dead too!"

Hardy inquired.

"Yes, boss, Sigel and Fred are both dead."

Hardy sighed inwardly. It seemed Sigel couldn't escape the fate of being shot after all.

Hardy picked up the phone and called the Corleone family. The call went through, and he could hear some noise on the other end. Hardy gave his name, and soon Michael's voice came through.

"Michael, are you okay?" Hardy asked.

"Thanks for your concern, Hardy. I'm fine."

"I heard the news. Sonny's death is very sad," Hardy said.

Michael gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Those bastards agreed to a ceasefire on the surface but launched a sudden attack from behind, sending people to assassinate Sonny and me. They think the Corleone family are weakling that can be killed on a whim. This time, the Corleone family will retaliate fiercely."

Michael had experienced many things and was gradually growing up, quickly transforming into the second generation godfather.

"Do you need any help?" Hardy asked.

Michael paused and said, "The Corleone family can still handle things in New York, but Hardy, my father says you should be careful over there too. Someone suddenly assassinated Sigel, which might be a plot against the West Coast."

Hardy didn't need Michael's reminder; he had already thought of this when he first heard the news.

Someone people had their eyes on Las Vegas.

Maybe even the entire West Coast.

He didn't know who the enemy was or how powerful they were.

But there were certainly shadows of the Four Families or other mafia forces behind this.

"Michael, let's work together. You take care of the East Coast, and I'll take care of the West Coast!" Hardy said.

"Deal!"

Michael responded with a fighting spirit.

After hanging up, Hardy thought about the situations in Los Angeles and Las Vegas.

Sigel was killed.

How should Las Vegas be handled?

Fred is dead, how should the Austrians gang be handled? and which force is coveting Las Vegas?

After quickly sorting through these issues, Hardy already had a plan in mind and picked up the phone to call Bill.

"Bill, Fred is dead."

Bill on the other end was shocked, "What did you say, boss? Fred is dead? Who did it?"

"I don't know. This evening, a group of gunmen stormed Sigel's estate in Las Vegas and shot Mr. Sigel and Fried to death."