
David smiled as the truth became clear, hugging his only grandson and the heir to Anderson's fortune.
"Welcome to the Anderson Mansion, from now on you will stay here with me." Greet David with joy.
Alex begins to accept his unexpected fate, returning the old man's embrace in their day.
"I'm very happy that the heir has been found, do you still keep the secret code?" chirps John who spoils the atmosphere, he knows it is not good but must carry out his duties properly and also quickly.
Alex and David let go of the hug and looked at John with a look of dislike.
"Ck, I just met my grandfather. But you're ruining the day" Alex sneered.
"Sorry sir, but I have to do this quickly."
"What makes you rush into action?"
"The wealth of the Anderson family is an easy target for enemies who want to seize it, that's why I want to ask for a secret code that once slipped by the great Lord."
"Geez, I didn't think Grandpa was living with this shitty guy." Alex glanced at David, feeling pity.
David laughed, the character of Alex is like his son, patting the young man on the shoulder while giving understanding. "You don't have to pathetic fate, he's my confidant."
"Hem, it's up to Grandpa." Alex handed over the secret code that was immediately taken by John, a little annoyed with the middle-aged man who seemed to be the ruler and forgot to be polite to him.
"Follow him!" david's word made Alex nod his head.
"All right." Alex follows where Jhon's feet go, can't trust others in a quick time and is always on the lookout. "Where are you taking me?"
"To a secret chamber."
"Is it still very far away? I'm so hungry and need to eat."
"I do not ask you to come together" said Jhon without looking.
"Ck, if it wasn't for grandpa, I wouldn't have followed you."
John only smiled faintly as he opened the large golden door, where no one dared to go inside without his permission. Alex looked at the middle-aged man with annoyance, but such great curiosity overcame everything.
Alex is stunned to see a secret room equipped with sophisticated tools, even going inside requires retinal sensory belonging to the middle-aged man. Many weapons equipment cost millions of dollars, computers with large screens and many important chips are unknown.
David takes Alex's fingerprints and opens something after inserting an access code written in the paper, opening another door that reveals a rare weapon that only a few people in the world have. Again and again he was stunned by the beautiful scenery, the stored vengeful flames were back in excitement. He touched several pistols as well as rifles of the highest quality, even his bullet speed beat the wind speed.
"It's all yours, you can use this to avenge." Celtap Jhon.
"All firearms and sharp weapons are extremely rare, and I know that. But why give this to me? I'm just a regular guy who always works at the farm."
"That's why you're brought here, I'm the one who's gonna be the coach's teacher. In view of your weak physique and the need for lashings to make you the strongest, you won't know how dangerous the Mateo family is."
"Eh, in front of Grandpa you call me Master. Why now even call me like your subordinate," said Alex who did not like John who was considered thick-faced.
"Because I'm older than you!"
"It's funny. Where is the danger of the Mateo family? They only know money and also torture others."
"Close your mouth! If I wanted to, you'd have me beat up." It was Alex who clenched both of his hands.
"Keep this empty fist!" John moved away the hand that was about to hit him in the face, smiling as what he wanted came true. "Good, at least you have five percent quality. There are still ninety-five percent left and you can hold the title to replace the great sir."
Alex frowned, not knowing what the middle-aged man was talking about.
"You'll know after following me."
Both of them came out of the room, John wanted to provide a basis for the young man with a spirit of vengeful fire, of course by taking him to a secret place that became the identity of the Anderson family.
Alex was stunned again and also his lips were silent when he saw the luxurious building before his eyes, glancing at John as if he wanted to ask.
"This is headquarters, come down!" John opened the car door and got out of the car.
Alex was very curious and immediately got out of the car, saw many men with heavy bodies wearing all-black clothes lined up to welcome their arrival and also gave high respects.
"What base is this?"
Jhon stopped his footsteps and looked over at a glance. "The Black Mamba Mafia headquarters."
"Ma-mafia?"
"Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you."
Alex swallows saliva with difficulty, when he hears the name of the mafia who is famous for cruelty and feared by other mafia groups.
John stood on the podium accompanied by Alex, staring at all the people gathered in a very large room.
"I'm here to announce that the heir to the Anderson family has been found. All the thrones I've been running, will be transferred to Alex the heir." Said John out loud in front of everyone.
"Welcome to Don Alex." Everyone bowed respectfully, welcoming the new heir.
Alex was moved and smiled as he glanced at John, gaining an identity he had not expected before.
After that, John led Alex into the room. "This is your room."
"What should I do?"
"Of course attack the Mateo family to avenge."
"I'm pretty sure that's not why." Alex said with a suspicious look.
"I'm impressed with your cleverness. Just so you know, that the Mateo family is an enemy that is also a mafia. You must be formed in order to be the strongest, they are not just anyone who easily destroys with power." Obviously John.
"Then, what should I do?"
"You've earned the title of Don, the leader of the Black Mamba Mafia. I'll be your coach, and work hard to be the strongest."
As Alex recalls how the treatment of the three boys of Mateo descent who always tormented him as well as Jessie, the fire of vengeance became fiery with determination and earnestness.
"Alright, I accept you as a coach, teach me everything to be an angel of death to the enemy. I made sure to destroy them all and free my brother." Alex's earnest words, seen from clenched hands and hardened hints.