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Chapter 19 Club Security Supervisor

In the following days, the aftermath of the sniping incident gradually subsided, but the people of New York continued to have a great time with their abstract performance art. Times Square saw an even greater influx of people, many of whom came specifically to see what this crappy Times Square looked like.

This forced the government to tighten its control to prevent similar heinous incidents from happening again in Times Square.

If this happens a few more times, the label of "coward" will be impossible to shake off.

As the one who started all of this, Luca remained uninvolved—he's been busy these past few days choosing a location for the club.

Meanwhile, Luca also asked someone to investigate the killer of the Seven Deadly Sins. Once he found out, he would deliver fish to the killer's door to avoid a series of troubles later. He knew the killer's name, but not where he lived. The original plot did not mention the specific address, so he could only look it up by name.

In addition, his bond with Matilda is also growing stronger day by day.

Living with Matilda was clearly different from living as neighbors, and the process of getting along brought Luca a completely different experience.

After all, they lived under the same roof.

During the day, Matilda goes to school while Luca "goes to work." Around 3 p.m., Luca picks Matilda up from school and then they exercise together.

The two went for a run along Central Park and then went to a nearby gym.

Luca would wear protective gear and teach Matilda some basic boxing and fighting techniques—he still hoped Matilda would have more self-defense skills, as New York was just too chaotic.

Wearing boxing gloves, Matilda pounced on Luca like a little tiger, baring her teeth and claws. In the end, she was so exhausted that she was panting heavily, becoming a half-dead fish, shouting that she had no strength left. Then Luca carried her home.

Luca suspected she was doing it on purpose, because Matilda always liked to lie on his back, hug his neck, and tell him funny stories about what happened at school. Whenever she did this, her voice was full of energy, and she didn't seem tired at all.

Little rascal~~
Then, once Matilda got home, she was fully revitalized, took the initiative to do housework, and then found a cookbook to research new cuisines. She transformed into a gourmet, tinkering and banging away in the kitchen, often getting herself all flustered and covered in a mess.

Luca would pinch his nose and praise her for her improved skills, which would then earn him a helpless eye roll from Matilda.

In the evenings, Luca would occasionally tutor Matilda in her schoolwork. Matilda would hold a pencil on her upturned lips and yawn as she listened to Luca's chanting. Only when Luca taught her how to disassemble and assemble guns would the little brat listen attentively, afraid of missing any detail.

As the days went by, Luca was pleased that Matilda had become much more lively and showed more of her innocent and carefree side as a young girl.

Matilda's situation is progressing well, but what about Lyon?
Compared to Matilda's initiative and outgoing nature, Lyon was much more difficult to deal with.

These past few days, the family has occasionally had some "trouble" and has asked Luca to handle it, either by delivering fish or collecting debts.

Usually at this time, Luca would bring Leon along to carry out missions together and build a bond.

After several missions, Luca had collected 45 skill fragments. The two had also developed better teamwork, and their bond had reached the level of "familiarity."

But taking it a step further is not so easy.

Without Matilda's intrusion into his life, this not-so-cold-blooded killer finds it difficult to open his heart to others, and only knows how to carry out his assassin missions day after day in a dull and monotonous way.

His heart was fenced off, and Matilda's intrusion in the original storyline was accidental and unrepeatable. Without such an opportunity, becoming friends with him would require an extremely long period of patience.
Luca wanted to help him make some changes.

"Lyon, I'm planning to open a club. You can come and be the head of security to help me maintain order. Are you interested? Salary and everything else are negotiable. It'll definitely be no less than what you earn as an assassin, and it'll be much safer."

At that moment, the two had just completed an assassination mission. Luca was driving Lyon home when he casually mentioned the club.

With Lyon's fighting prowess, becoming a club security guard would be a piece of cake.
Faced with Luca's enthusiastic invitation, Leon looked quite surprised. "Security supervisor? Sorry, I have no other work experience besides being an assassin."

"That's not important, okay? What I value isn't your work experience, but you as a person."

Luca smiled and said, "The position of security supervisor is quite important. It requires being responsible for the security of the entire club. I don't trust anyone else to do it, but I trust you, Lyon. Your professionalism and work attitude have impressed me."

"You never kill women or children, you never reveal your employers' information, and you're efficient and decisive—I can tell. You're a principled and rule-abiding person. I need you, Leon."

Leon stared in astonishment, his mouth agape. Trust me? Need me?

He was a quiet and restrained person, just like him and his silver queen plant. He was not used to other people's sudden enthusiasm. It was like a big stone being thrown into the lake of his heart, and the calm was broken, leaving him somewhat at a loss.

Luca gave him some time to think and waited silently for his reply.

“I don’t think I’m suited for this job.” Leon shook his head, instinctively choosing to escape. “I only know how to kill, not how to protect.”

Luca chuckled to himself.

Dude, don't kid me. If you can't protect people, where did your "Oath of Protection" come from?

So I'm not a little girl, huh? Luca knew he was making excuses; there was no point in agonizing over killing versus protecting.

"Leon, have you ever thought about trying a different life? You can't make a living as an assassin forever."

Luca analyzed from another perspective, "The power of the Continental Hotel is growing, and more and more people want to become assassins. In a few years, you will lose your competitive advantage. In my opinion, maintaining the security of a club should be much easier than being an assassin. You just need to aim a gun at their heads and make them choose whether to live and abide by the club rules or die and be carried out. It's that simple."

Lyon hesitated.

Luca continued, "And you're not alone, you have a group of colleagues helping you."

“Greco, you were an assassin before, you should know that most assassins are lone wolves, used to being alone.”

"Oh man, what you're saying hurts me. I thought we'd had a great time working together these past few times."

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“You’re an assassin too, so you should know that assassins rarely turn their backs on others, but I can turn my back on you. That’s how much I trust you.”

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"The club hasn't opened yet, so take some time to think it over?"

"Ok."

Leon felt he really needed time to think things over; he wasn't quite used to the man beside him interfering so much in his life.

The weekend arrived quickly, and Luca gave the excited Matilda a brief experience of family life.

Matilda's vision of the Mafia is one filled with violence and conflict, where people act impulsively, fight at the drop of a hat, and gun their weapons without warning, just like those bastard cops who kill their own bastard fathers.

As one of the most powerful gangs, the members of the Mafia are figures that inspire fear wherever they go.

Then everything Luca showed her was filled with peace.

The two first went to Arthur Street and visited Uncle Biao, the supermarket owner.

"Uncle Biao!"

"Luca!"

The two embraced warmly, and Uncle Biao's black girlfriend even gave Luca a cheek kiss.

"Uncle Biao, let me introduce you. This is my sister, Matilda." Luca led the little boy to Uncle Biao.

"Oh, cute little girl." Uncle Biao casually took a few bags of snacks and chocolates from the shelf. "Matilda, help yourself to whatever you like. Don't be shy with Uncle Biao. Make yourself at home here."

Matilda: "."

All she could say was that she had never seen such a generous supermarket owner before. When she went to buy things at the grocery store in the past, the owner would never even round down the price.

"Thank you, Uncle Biao! The snacks in your supermarket look delicious!" Matilda said with a sweet smile.

Uncle Biao's girlfriend hugged Matilda with a doting expression, saying repeatedly that she wanted to have a beautiful and sweet-talking child with Uncle Biao in the future.

Luca casually inquired, "Uncle Biao, when are you planning to get married?"

"It will happen sometime this year, but the exact time has not been set yet."

Uncle Biao sighed, "Recently, no one has robbed the supermarket, and business is much better than before. Everyone knows that the Lucchese family is protecting this place, so they don't dare to cause trouble. I'm busy with business every day, and I don't have time to think about anything else."

Luca is numb.

Uncle Biao, if you don't get married, when will your Hong Kong nephew be able to come to New York to experience life in the "Red Bronx"?

—My nephew traveled all the way across the ocean to attend Uncle Biao's wedding.

It seems the plot has changed slightly due to the butterfly effect?

(End of this chapter)