001: The Youth of the Shelby Family

"The fog in Birmingham is the smoke exhaled by the Razorbacks."

In a castle mansion outside Birmingham, England, Altaïr, who was only eleven years old, stood in front of the window of his second-floor room, looking at the faint fog in the sky and murmuring softly.

His face had a sense of maturity incompatible with his age.

This is the eleventh year since he traveled to the past.

His name is Altaïr Thomas Shelby, and his great-grandfather is the famous Tommy Shelby, the greatest Razor Party leader in history.

Tommy is also called Thomas and Altaïr's middle name is to commemorate him. Of course, this also includes the entire Shelby family's expectations of him.

They hope this Shelby kid can make a career out of it, just like Tommy did back then.

Since Tommy's death, the Razor Party began to show its decline. Later, the entire Shelby family fell apart and infighting broke up. Altaïr's grandfather, Tommy's youngest son, returned to Birmingham with some people and inherited two bars and a mansion.

The restless blood flows through the body of the Shelby family. Deep down, they are crippled gang members, not bosses who can run their businesses with peace of mind.

Altaïr's grandfather used the Shelby family legacy to establish the Little Razor Party in Birmingham, recruiting hundreds of members and gaining considerable fame.

And Altaïr's father, Freddy, was even more prominent. After taking over the Shelby family, he dared to fight and fight hard, and once ruled the entire Birmingham underworld. Unfortunately, Freddy acted without too many scruples, which ultimately caused his subordinates to human rebellion and official repression.

Now Freddy has been arrested, but even in prison, Freddy can still control the situation outside.

Although there are now many gangs in Birmingham's underworld, most of them still maintain a fear of Freddy and respect for the Shelby family.

The power of the Little Razor Party remains one of the best in Birmingham: they occupy the two most affluent blocks of central Birmingham and operate a variety of shops and gray industries hidden under the light.

The Shelby family property is also very large and includes five bars, two restaurants, a large shopping center in Birmingham, several factories in the suburbs and a huge winery with an area of 120 hectares.

Of course, this does not include the mansion where the Shelby family lives today, nor a castle with a garden located on the outskirts of London.

However, in the eyes of Freddie and other members of the Shelby family, there is still no comparison between the current Shelby family and Tommy's era.

The family can own the current industry thanks to the development of the industry and the economy, which is not something to be proud of.

During Tommy's period, the Shelby family's status and prestige were at their peak and their reputation resonated throughout England. The Razor Party was the most influential gang in England and was even famous internationally.

Therefore, each Shelby takes it as their own responsibility to revitalize the family. Among them, Freddy's only son, Altaïr, has the highest expectations.

"The Razors... Tommy Shelby..."

Altaïr looked at the stars in silence.

Although he was a time traveler, he still felt tremendous pressure.

He wasn't an ignorant guy in his previous life, but the education he received had absolutely nothing to do with how to revitalize a mafia family.

Fortunately, with some experience and knowledge from his previous life, Altaïr was always able to show insight and stability far beyond his peers, which was enough to surprise his family, who had high expectations for him.

"It's a pity that he can't control that power, otherwise the pressure wouldn't be so great."

Altaïr sighed.

There is a powerful force in his body.

But he can't control it very well and it seems like he only appears when he has mood swings.

Just like three years ago, he and his mother were attacked while eating at a restaurant, the bullet was originally aimed at him, but his mother blocked it.

Altaïr did not know what happened to him, but when he saw his mother in this life lying in a pool of blood, an inexplicable power erupted.

Then, the glasses and plates around him shattered with a crash, flying towards the gunmen with a roar.

The gunmen died under the broken glass, but Altaïr's mother also abandoned him.

Altaïr has been trying to control that power, but unfortunately he has no idea, he believes this is his golden finger, but he just doesn't know how to use it.

He may have something to do with him being too young.

Altaïr was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard a knock coming from outside the window, as if someone was knocking on the glass.

There was a trace of vigilance in Altaïr's eyes and he took out a pistol from the drawer.

"WHO?"

Altaïr asked.

He was sure that it definitely wasn't windy outside.

But now he was on the second floor of the castle. Who could go up there and knock on his window?

"Cuckoo!"

To Altaïr's surprise, a strange sound came clearly from outside and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

It sounded like the hoot of an owl.

Altaïr still maintained a trail of surveillance: he turned sideways, hid behind the wall, and suddenly opened the curtains. Sure enough, outside the window, a grayish-brown owl flapped its wings at the window.

The owl also held a letter in its beak.

"Could it be those gangs?"