Initially, after eliminating the two families, Chen Mo had planned to wipe out all the mafia forces in Brooklyn.
However, even if he cleared out Brooklyn's underground forces, new ones would soon emerge, grow, fight, and eventually produce a new leader. Nothing would change; Brooklyn would still be a crime-ridden, chaotic city.
Therefore, Chen Mo decided to take control of the city's underground forces himself, solving the problem once and for all.
Although this was just a spontaneous decision, who knows what changes it might bring to the world in the future.
The meeting quickly came to an end. After Albert finished explaining the rules and plans set by Chen Mo, he stepped back and returned to his original position.
Chen Mo, sitting in the chair, slowly opened his eyes. He really didn't want to waste time talking to these people, and fortunately, the old butler saved him a lot of trouble.
After the recent events, the people below had already adjusted their attitudes, looking at Chen Mo with respect and waiting for him to speak.
"I won't say much more. From now on, there will be only one family in Brooklyn, and that is the Seven Rings Gang!"
Chen Mo remembered that the organization that later kidnapped Tony Stark, used by Obadiah, was called the Ten Rings Gang. Not wanting to come up with a new name, Chen Mo decided to call the gang the Seven Rings Gang, to remind them of the seven family commandments and to strictly follow the rules.
"Yes, Godfather!" the crowd responded in unison.
Chen Mo nodded slightly, stood up, and walked to the wall of the conference room. Hanging on the wall in front of him was a tall, heavy, and solid medieval tower shield.
"I will be away for a long time. To prevent you or your future successors from forgetting the rules I set, I will leave you a gift."
As Chen Mo spoke, he suddenly punched the tower shield. His punches were incredibly fast, and the continuous shadows of his fists made the crowd a bit dizzy.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The seven thunderous, almost continuous, booming sounds echoed, causing everyone's eardrums to ache and making the entire room seem to shake.
Chen Mo turned and left the conference room with Albert, leaving the new leaders of the Seven Rings Gang staring at each other in shock.
On the heavy tower shield made of solid steel, there were now seven deep fist imprints, the shapes of the fists clearly visible.
After witnessing Chen Mo dodge a bullet, the people present had already begun to accept his superhuman abilities. After a moment of shock, they came to their senses and moved forward to take a closer look.
However, as the first few approached the tower shield, the wall it was mounted on began to shake, and numerous cracks appeared around the shield.
The closest ones quickly retreated, and just a few steps back, the shaking wall collapsed, revealing a large hole over two meters in diameter.
The conference room was filled with dust for a while. Once it settled, everyone gathered around again.
The bricks that had fallen from the wall were all shattered into pieces by Chen Mo's punches.
The tall tower shield lay quietly on the rubble, with seven clear fist imprints deeply embedded on its shiny surface.
"The Seven Rings Gang…"
Thus, Brooklyn's underground forces were unified under a new, powerful organization, the Seven Rings Gang. In the future, they would firmly control not only Brooklyn but also the entire underground forces of New York. Their gang's emblem, a medieval tower shield with seven fist imprints, was solemnly placed in the core elder council hall of the gang.
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Late 1943, Brooklyn Chinese Martial Arts School.
Chen Mo sat comfortably on a large sofa in the living room, holding a cup of coffee. Taking a sip of the aromatic coffee, he felt immensely satisfied and relaxed. After more than half a year, he finally tasted the coffee brewed by Old Albert again.
Howard, sitting opposite him, rolled his eyes. "I seriously suspect you rushed back just for this cup of coffee."
"You guessed right," Chen Mo replied without lifting his eyes, comfortably sinking into the sofa, not wanting to move at all.
"However, it's indeed a good decision. I fully agree with you," Howard said, leaning back on the sofa with his cup, occasionally taking a sip.
Old Albert, standing nearby, looked at the two slumped on the sofa and shook his head helplessly, but there was a loving smile on his lips.
Since returning, Chen Mo had been busy rescuing people at the dock, clearing out the two families, and reclaiming the underground forces, never resting for a moment. Everyone was exhausted, and now that everything had finally settled, they could finally take a good rest.
Peaceful times always pass quickly.
After finishing a pot of coffee, the two finally sat up from the sofa.
"Now that everything here is settled, shouldn't we get down to business?" Howard asked Chen Mo seriously.
This time, Chen Mo and Howard returned not only to deal with the mafia threat to the martial arts school but also to accomplish two important tasks.
One of them was to invite Dr. Myron MacLain, the creator of the Vibranium shield, to join S.H.I.E.L.D. for the development of super alloys.
Chen Mo was very interested in the legendary adamantium alloy, which he believed was invented by Dr. MacLain.
Chen Mo analyzed that the material of the Vibranium shield he used should be the original adamantium alloy, the strongest of all adamantium alloys. Unfortunately, it was formed by accident during an experiment, so there was only one piece.
In the X-Men, Wolverine's claws and skeletal structure were made from attempts to replicate the original adamantium alloy, resulting in true adamantium, which had slightly lower performance than the original but could be produced on a small scale.
The bulletproof armor Chen Mo currently used was made from the best special bulletproof alloy available, but it was gradually becoming insufficient for his defensive needs.
Although weight was not an issue for Chen Mo due to his strength and stamina, excessive thickness would affect his agility. The current material used for bulletproof armor could withstand handguns, rifles, and even standard machine guns, but it was insufficient against heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft guns.
Chen Mo urgently needed a material with stronger performance to create new bulletproof armor that could provide adequate protection.
Hearing Howard's reminder, Chen Mo nodded.
"We'll set off tomorrow morning."