Someone said, “Godfather, one dead person will be compensated with two million US dollars. That’s already a very high compensation. If we’re too greedy, won’t we anger the other party? I don’t want to end up not getting a single penny at all. I don’t want to receive much less than this either.”

Old Godfather Ryan smiled slightly. “Don’t worry! I’ve serviced the mafia for fifty years now. I may not be the strongest, but I’m sure that my judgment is better than all of you here.”

As he said that,