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第一关（前）

...I always thought I was a pretty great Messenger.

I delivered packages, letters and such.

Sometimes they were sentimental, something they were valuable. Every once in a while, they were ruinous.

My father is an amazing man. He moved from Minos to Lungmen and founded Mountain Dash Logistics.

Profit, mutual interest, flattery.

These are complicated things, and kind of annoying to deal with, but I push myself.

My father once told me...

The other side of the world will be even more dazzling.

...Mmm! Where am I...?

What're you mumblin' back there?!

Quiet down, if you don't want a shiner.

Once the boss is done with the Penguins, he'll decide what to do with you.

(I... these guys took me... is Texas still fighting the mafia with the rest of Penguin Logistics?)

(Shit... Why aren't I more useful... I'm an MDL Messenger...)

(...The car stopped.)

It's us. The boss got the Forte kid...

Wait, what're you doing?!

Mr. Capone's orders.

Capone? These are the boss's orders! Who does he think he is...?

Who do I think I am?

Hello, MDL princeling.

This is our chance to be formally introduced.

...You shot your own man?

Punishing traitors ain't against the rules in Lungmen.

That's not what I meant... what are you going to do with me?

Make a trade.

It's pretty simple. Gambino's tough guy act is gonna destroy the Family for the sake of some so-called glory.

I don't want that. Lots of people don't want that. Who wants to die for no good reason?

So what?

So I'm gonna help you with Gambino.

I don't trust you.

...And I can help you deal with Penguin Logistics.

I ain't stupid. I been in Lungmen a long time. I made a lotta preparations.

Your father's an important man who owns over seventy percent of the private Messenger business in Lungmen.

And he's got some strategic cooperation with the highest levels of Lungmen's government.

No matter which way you look at it, Penguin Logistics is the biggest obstacle to your business success.

Our goal is to take over all channels of Penguin Logistics. Do us this favor, and we can talk business again.

My father and Mr. Emperor have a very close relationship. I'm sorry, but you've played this all wrong.

MDL is a very big company. Your father alone really has the final say?

I think you're underestimating us. It's true the Family has been through some tough times...

But in days gone by, our ancestors sat around the dark tables of Siracusa and proudly called themselves 'Sicilian.'

Power shifts, blood's spilled, and I'm all ears.

Honestly, what do the people around your dad think of Penguin Logistics? What about Lungmen?

And what do you think?

...You sure talk about family a lot for a man who just killed his own kin.

You think I'll take your deal?

His death was purely... business.

Yeah. Who knows if you pay in cash or bombs.

...I'm sorry, I thought you'd be a little more mature. But here you're gonna throw your life away for some little thing that ain't got nothin' to do with you.

You're scared. You're supposed to be some big shot MDL executive, but you ain't nothin' but a spoiled little brat.

...Sorry. Young Minoans are famous for their boldness.

Looks like you ain't gonna change your mind.

If you'd lived, you'd see a lot more of this kind of thing. Too bad this is the end of the road for you.

(Grrr...! How is this rope so strong. I'm running out of time!)

If you die, MDL'll have no choice but to call in the LGD. Then they'll get mixed up and things'll get even crazier. Which is good for me.

But now we're done talkin.' Say good night, little prince.

Hey, excuse me. If you lay hands on Bison, I don't think we can call that punishing traitors anymore.

Why don't you just call it quits for today, hmm?

Who're you?!

Just a Messenger passing by.

...You look familiar. A Sankta with horns. You were makin' trouble for us earlier.

I'm honored.

None of my Penguin Logistics reports ever mentioned you. Who are you?

Um... do I have to answer that?

I'm just here looking for a lost package. Like a good Messenger would.

Mr. Capone, we got the place locked down. Everybody here's with you. She's on her own.

What? Are you going to move or what?

Doesn't matter to me. I'm ready anytime.

Hmph... a good Messenger.

Nah. The bolt's locked and loaded. We all got our own business to worry about.

Mr. Capone!

If you wanna die, you're welcome to it.

We do everything we gotta do to survive. Don't get it mixed up.

...And you don't have to talk so spooky. I'm really just an ordinary Messenger.

A Sankta with a horn says she's ordinary? Who's gonna believe that one?

I got no reason to fight you. Do what you want.

A minute ago you were ready to go stone cold killer, now you're just letting me go?

That's how the mafia works. It's got all kinds of little exceptions I don't much like.

But if the princeling ain't gonna cooperate, and I can't kill him, I'll just have to find another way.

We'll be seeing each other again tonight. Maybe.

Hopefully Gambino will have dealt with you by then. Or hey, the other way around works for me too.

...He really left.

You already got yourself out of the bindings, didn't you? Need a hand?

I'm fine. I can get myself up. Thanks for the help, Mostima.

Where's everybody else?

Um.

Heh. Your face says it all. It's been a rough one.

...Their pace... it's kind of hard to keep up with.

I warned you. So you have any idea where they might be?

Texas said 'to the ends of the earth.' And that we'd meet up in an hour?

Okay. Sure. I'll take you there.

The ends of the earth... what does that mean?

Um... The origin of the name has been lost to history, but now we can say it's one of the boss's assets. And it's like a base of operations for us.

People come from all over, at least people moving in the underground circles.

So it's like...?

It's a bar.

Mostima, ma'am, what are we doing...?

We're putting a sheet over ourselves and pretending to be one big ghost. It's the quickest and easiest costume.

No, what I mean is, why do we have to dress up one big ghost...?