The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 173 The Jews have bad intentions

"Brother Wei, are you looking for me?" Yan Qingyou came to Chen Zhengwei's office with an expectant look on his face.

"Ayou, those Irish people will be released soon, take your men to kill them!" Chen Zhengwei called Yan Qingyou.

Yan Qingyou is steady in his work, but not as aggressive as A'long.

In fact, Chen Zhengwei likes A Long more because A Long’s personality is somewhat similar to his.

But we have to give others a chance.

"No problem. Brother Wei, how many people are there in total?" Yan Qingyou asked.

Chen Zhengwei had asked A Long to do many things before, which inevitably made him feel unwilling, as he felt that he had been with Chen Zhengwei longer, but Chen Zhengwei trusted A Long more.

This time he had the opportunity to do something, and he was determined to do it well.

"With more than twenty people, don't be afraid of making any noise! Just do your work!" said Chen Zhengwei.

"I will definitely do it!" Yan Qingyou immediately went back excitedly to call people.

"Scholar, find a few people to go to jail tonight."

Rong Jiacai was stunned:

"Brother Wei, do you want to draw a life-or-death lottery? Or do you want to arrest a few heavy smokers and hand them over to the investigation bureau?"

"Why draw a life and death lottery? You will be released in a few months at most. Just think of it as a vacation. Ask who is willing to go!" Chen Zhengwei said nonchalantly.

He planned to choose one or two people to take the position, and they would be chosen from those who were going to jail.

Of course, they are not promoted to high positions like A'long and Xiucai, but are promoted to small leaders and made responsible for a small area.

It also lets others see that as long as you are willing to contribute to the company and work hard, you can get promoted.

As for catching a few heavy smokers, there is no need for that. It's not like we are selecting a few people to be hanged.

"Then I'll arrange it!" The scholar nodded.

……

The cell door was opened, and dazzling light shone in from the cell door, causing everyone in the prison to look up.

There are mainly three groups of people in the prison now, one group is from Hong Shun Tang, one group is from Germans, and the other group is from Irish.

Among them, some of the people from Hong Shun Tang have been sentenced by the court to prison, and less than half are left in the cells, otherwise the cell would have been overcrowded long ago.

But even so, the cells were extremely crowded, with more than ten or twenty people locked up in one room.

Michael stepped in and stepped out immediately.

The smell in there is disgusting.

"Release Patrick and the others!"

Michael gave an order and stood outside the cell smoking a cigarette.

Soon, the mentally ill Patrick was released, along with the other Irish people.

Patrick walked up to Michael, stared at him fiercely, and gritted his teeth and said, “This matter will not end like this!”

"Do you need me to arrest you again now?" Michael didn't care about his threat.

After all, threats from dead people are meaningless.

"Just wait and see!" Patrick sneered and turned away.

Everyone glared at Michael as they passed by.

They also had to retrieve their personal belongings and guns from the bureau.

A moment later, Patrick took his men to get something and rushed back to the dock. He wanted to ask if anything happened yesterday.

Yesterday, Michael had the instigating dock worker arrested and then let him go, so Patrick still doesn't know what happened at the dock yesterday.

"That bastard inspector has been bribed by the Chinese and is completely on their side!"

"He is a disgrace to the Irish people!"

The group was still cursing Michael as they walked.

"Shut up!" Patrick was annoyed by their noise and turned around and cursed.

More than twenty people walked onto the street in a menacing manner, and everyone else carefully avoided them along the way.

Until they passed two carriages and reached the street corner, more than 30 Chinese people wearing black gentlemen's suits and top hats suddenly walked out from both sides of the street and opened fire at them with guns.

There was a sudden burst of gunfire on the street.

Caught off guard, one third of the people were shot and fell to the ground, and the rest quickly looked for places to hide.

"FUCK! Those bastards born of a bitch!" Patrick hid behind the doorpost and didn't dare to show his head. His face was pressed against the wall. There was a doorway here, which was just big enough for him to stand.

And right before his eyes, stones were blown away by bullets.

However, at this moment, he saw the windows of the two carriages they had just passed opened and several gun muzzles were extended.

Patrick's face turned pale and he immediately raised his gun and shot.

Boom!

Patrick was shot like a sieve, and his body kept shaking under the impact of the bullets.

Pat immediately forced himself to raise his gun and fired again, then blood spurted out of his eyes and he fell straight to the ground.

The gunfire continued for a few minutes, and two of the twenty or so Irishmen escaped, while the rest were shot dead on the spot.

"The injured get in the car, and the others take a detour back!" Yan Qingyou led his men to shoot one by one, and then gave the order.

……

In the investigation bureau far away, Michael heard the gunshots and stood there smoking another cigarette.

"Wait until they're done fighting!"

"Our responsibility is to catch bad guys, not to fight with them!"

The other detectives agreed.

From the chaotic sound of gunfire over there, like frying beans, I knew that many people were exchanging fire.

They waited a few minutes after the gunfire stopped before rushing over with guns, only to see bodies all over the ground.

Those Irish people who had just been released were beaten to death as soon as they reached the street corner.

Michael walked over to Patrick and turned over his body with his foot, only to see a bloody hole where his eye was.

"Ask around and find out who did it!" Michael instructed the agent next to him, and then asked someone to write down a gang vendetta.

Later, he ordered the Germans to be released as well.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, as the cells were finally somewhat empty.

In the past two months, even petty thieves were released after being taught a lesson, leaving no room for them in the cells.

Nothing unexpected happened after those Germans were released. After all, they couldn't all be ambushed and killed as soon as they were released from the cell, right?
Although the public security in San Francisco is not very good, it still needs to be maintained.

The group of Martin Behrens' men were detained for more than half a month and left the investigation bureau cursing. However, as soon as they returned to Taylor Street, they were surrounded by a group of people.

"Schultz...how come this is your territory?" Several of Martin's men recognized the leader and said angrily.

"It doesn't matter when it became my territory. What matters is what you do next. How about coming to help me?" Schultz asked. Several of Martin's men looked at each other. It was obvious that a lot of changes had taken place here during the time they were captured.

Not only did Martin die, but his territory was also taken away.

A few people exchanged a few words, and then someone said, "We can agree to your request, but you have to promise us to cause trouble for those Chinese and avenge Martin!"

"It looks like there's nothing to talk about!" Schultz looked regretful and took out a pistol from his arms.

"Wait a moment...we can leave here and promise not to come back!" Martin's men sensed something was wrong and guessed that Schultz might have colluded with the Chinese, so they spoke quickly.

"I'm working with you! Don't kill me!" Someone in the group immediately raised his hand.

"If you want to stand with me, please stand aside!" Schultz tilted his head. Except for five people, the rest of the people all walked to the side, lowered their heads and did not dare to look at others.

"We are all compatriots, and I don't want to do this to you!" Schultz sighed to the remaining people and pulled the trigger.

After a burst of gunfire, only five bodies were left on the ground.

……

"Brother Wei, two of them ran away and the rest were killed. Their leader is also dead!" Yan Qingyou said after he came back.

"Are there any casualties?"

"One died, and another was injured!"

Chen Zhengwei nodded, took out two thousand yuan from the safe and threw it to Yan Qingyou: "Give it to your men!"

Then he gave him another 300 yuan: "Ask the guild to find a way to send it to his home!"

"Brother Wei, the Jews are looking for you!" A thug came up to inform, and a moment later the Jews were brought up.

It was still the same two people from last time, and their purpose was simple. Jamie Mays wanted to talk to Chen Zhengwei about the last proposal.

"In an hour and a half, we'll be at the same coffee shop as last time!" Chen Zhengwei agreed immediately.

After the two Jews left, he cursed, "After so many days of consideration, nothing happened. Now as soon as I had a conflict with the Irish, you came to me!"

"These Jews have bad intentions!"

"Master Wei, what do you mean?" Wan Yun asked softly.

Li Xiwen, who was standing next to him, pricked up his ears.

"I have invested so much money in the club, and now the Jews are investing some money to form a partnership. If I am killed by the Irish, they can use some tricks to turn the hundreds of thousands I invested in the early stage into their own. Who among you can beat them?"

Chen Zhengwei put himself in the other person's shoes and thought he would do the same.

None of his subordinates, such as Rong Jiacai and A Long, could handle these scheming tactics.

There is no way, the time is too short, these people have limited knowledge, and at most they are ruthless, they can't beat those people at all.

"Master Wei will surely live a long life!" Wan Yun said while hugging Chen Zhengwei's arm.

"Of course, but that's what the Jews were planning!" Chen Zhengsui sneered.

"If the benefits are big enough, they might even plan to kill me themselves!"

"Brother, you didn't invest hundreds of thousands, did you?" Li Xiwen suddenly said after thinking for a long time.

"Xiwen, come here!" Chen Zhengwei waved at Li Xiwen with a kind face.

Li Xiwen felt something was wrong as soon as he saw Chen Zhengwei's expression.

"Come here! I'm your senior brother, how can I eat you?" Seeing Li Xiwen hesitating, his face suddenly darkened.

Li Xiwen had no choice but to come over carefully.

Then Chen Zhengwei grabbed him by the collar and slapped him on the head: "When I said I invested hundreds of thousands, it really means I invested hundreds of thousands!"

"Could what I said be false?"

After hitting him several times, Chen Zhengwei finally let go of his hand in disappointment.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chen Zhengwei came to the cafe on Montgomery Street again.

"Jamie Mays, my friend, it seems that you have made a decision!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and sat in front of Jamie Mays.

"Yes, what you described last time convinced me." Jamie Mays smiled.

"I can invest 25, but I want % of the shares!"

"Old man, what are you dreaming about?" Chen Zhengwei sneered and cursed.

Jamie Mays looked at Chen Zhengwei deeply, and his expression turned unsightly.

After all, Chen Zhengwei started cursing as soon as he opened his mouth, which made him feel embarrassed.

"I have a lot of friends and can bring you more guests. I deserve more!" said Jamie Mays.

"What's important is not how many people you bring, Jamie Mays!" Chen Zhengwei knocked on the table and said, "What's important is that once things get on track, my club will be the most luxurious den of money in San Francisco! By then, all those wealthy people and gamblers who are looking for pleasure will flock here!"

"Those guests you brought with you only shortened the time!"

"I heard that you had some unpleasantness with the Irish recently! This will obviously affect business. You need me as an ally!" Jamie Mays changed his words.

"Where did you hear that? Fake news!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"We all know that this is not fake news. Just two hours ago, a group of Irish people who had just been released were ambushed at the intersection of Kearney Street." Jamie Mays said.

"So what? Even if I have friction with the Irish, I can handle it!" Chen Zhengwei said lazily, leaning on the sofa.

"I'll take a step back and give you 23% of the shares!"

"Only 18%" Chen Zhengwei refused to give in at all.

In fact, both of them knew that these shares were not important at all.

Chen Zhengwei guessed it right before.

Jamie Mays is indeed attracted to the club, but he is not in a hurry to make a decision.

However, when he learned that Chen Zhengwei had a conflict with the Irish, he immediately made up his mind.

If Chen Zhengwei was killed by the Irish, he could take over the club with some tricks. Those Chinese were all held together by Chen Zhengwei's hand. As long as Chen Zhengwei died, those Chinese would become chaotic.

If Chen Zhengwei had not been killed by the Irish, he could also get the expected benefits from the club.

And in this process, you may also find opportunities to gain other benefits.

However, the two still showed a penny-pinching attitude, and finally the deal was concluded for 10% of the shares at 20 yuan.

However, Chen Zhengwei required that the 10 yuan must be paid out within a week.

"Like you said last time, we are natural allies. This is the first step in our cooperation!" Jamie Mays picked up the tea and smiled at Chen Zhengwei.

"Of course!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

He would rather trust a dog than a Jew.

It is well known that Jews never consider long-term interests.

All they think about is squeezing every last penny out of other people.

For profit, they can betray anyone.

Including God.

(End of this chapter)