Adventurers Club ep09 Land Of The Black Hand

A group of daredevils, explorers, and sensational adventurers will fill you with dazzling accounts of their rendezvous with death. We open the meeting with the quartet. The one who made the father, the four of the one who made the father.

The speaker of the evening will be a member whose life has had all the glamour of an adventurous novel and the additional attribute of truth.

May I present the eminent criminologist, Professor Daggastino. You have honored me by assuming I might have an interesting story to tell you this evening. Oh yes, they're telling us some strange adventures. Yes, in a strange land.

Perhaps I could not tell you of a land. Stranger than my own. Italy, eh? Yes. At least a strange town of my land. The inhabitants of which were to the last man. Disciples of the once-graded mafia.

I did not know. Oh, called the Black Hand, wasn't it? Yes, the Black Hand. Re-organization title was LAC-Kamora, invented by a Spaniard. The name Kamora means to obtain by force. Grass. Oh, they were definitely organized?

Yes, and it took tireless years of work to check these vultures and buzzards who prey only on their own people. The Italian. In Z. Yes, by the Iron Man of Italy, Benito Mussolini. Oh, the dictator, right?

Yes, he heard and he did the cry of outraged Italians, who begged to be saved from these extortionies. Tell us about it. Yes, go on. Well, the Kamala had squirmed its slimy way around the world in a maze of spectacular misdeeds, from murder to petty last me, all directed from Palmyra the headquarters.

By an evil half breed, one capillani. Gentlemen, tonight I take you into the midst of the infamous organization, rubbing elbows with the blackhanders. Listen, be quiet, meet the notorious capillani. How well you knew it was me.