Reeves was unhappy at the time: "Let me ask you, why should I run for Congress? I just can't kneel down because my legs are not strong enough!"
"So you want to do things without doing anything! Then just continue to be a gang boss!" Blair said.
Ribs sighed. "Oh, I don't understand! I'm a councilman, how come I'm not as good as a gangster boss?"
"In the eyes of others, you're a councilman. But in the eyes of the Daley family, you're just a beggar on your knees... We're all like this, no one gets in the way!"
"Shabby! Damn shabby!" said Reeves. "I just want to stand and get things done!"
Blair shook his head and said seriously, "That can't be done..."
Reeves reached into his suit pocket, actually pulling out a pistol from his Quick Items, slammed it on the table, and asked, "Can this get you anywhere in Chicago?"
Blair was shocked. He didn't expect that Ribbs could bring a gun into the parliament.
However, he still shook his head: "You can get things done with this, but you can only be a gangster!"
Ribs pointed to the parliamentary medal and said, "Can you get things done with this medal?"
"It can be done, but you have to kneel down and look at the Daly family's face," Blair said.
Ribbs put the pistol and the parliamentary medal together, stared at Blair and asked: "This! Add this! Can you do it standing up?"
Blair trembled and said, "Ribbs...what...what do you want to do? Are you going to kidnap the congressman?"
Ribbs didn't answer him, put away his congressman's medal and gun, and left the meeting room.
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