Manhattan Reborn 1978

Asia, Hong Kong.

It's approaching midnight~

Sham Shui Po, downstairs from the apartment where Cui Yingying’s master Zhang Maochang lives.

Bill Guseland invited Cui Yingying, who had escorted him out, to sit in the car and asked straightforwardly.

"When you come back this time, you want to immigrate to the United States... right?"

"Yes."

"I can help."

"Are you ready to submit the application materials?"

"Not yet..." Cui Yingying, wearing an orange knitted cardigan, thanked Bill.

"But before we come back, David has asked Attorney George and Mr. Mag Ludwig to ask friends to make arrangements."

"Tomorrow, two lawyers will help us prepare relevant documents and fill out the immigration application."

"Thank you!"

"Oh ~ So he has arranged everything." Bill looked at Cui Yingying, his eyes and expression were a bit playful and he smiled.

"You don't have to rush to thank me~"

"Because what I'm going to say next may make you feel a little uncomfortable..."

"But please understand that this is also my responsibility!"

"Well... please tell me~" Cui Yingying clasped her hands together, looked at Bill's serious face, and said slowly.

Bill smiled and started the car and said as he drove it forward slowly.

"As far as I know, the Xiangjiang government does not recognize traditional Chinese medicine, and has not issued a medical practice license to any individual clinic or hospital."

"Your ex-husband's family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, but they can only open a medicine shop and help people who buy medicine to conduct illegal consultations and prescribe medicine..."

"Is it right?"

"...Yes!" Cui Yingying felt her heart tightening, pursed her lips and nodded.

Bill did not observe the change in her expression and continued to talk to himself: "Your senior brother Zhang Wenbiao once joined a gang called the Feilong Gang in Chinatown, New York."

"He was arrested for participating in an illegal demonstration in New York. After he was released from prison, he had contacts with them before coming to Hong Kong."

"Do you know all this?"

"..Um!"

"I only found out later..."

"Then do you know that your master, Mr. Zhang Maochang, also joined a gang?"

"..." Cui Yingying tilted her head and looked at Bill, who was looking ahead, raised her eyebrows, and asked.

"Do you know Hong Kong and New York's Chinatown?"

"No~" Bill shook his head simply.

Cui Yingying looked in front of the car, glanced at a grocery store that was open, pointed to it and said.

"I don't know if there are gangs in the city where you live..."

"If you want to open a store of this size in Xiangjiang, in addition to the basic monthly expenses, you also have to pay management fees of 30-50% of net income to gangs and various municipal departments."

"Management fee?" Bill repeated the word with a smile and nodded in understanding.

Cui Yingying didn't seem to think that he really understood, and continued: "I have lived in this city for nearly thirty years, and my master has been opening a shop here for even longer."

"The area here is too small, and the number of gangs has already exceeded a hundred..."

"They all have their own divided territories and legitimate businesses, as well as hundreds of thousands of ordinary followers."

"Many of the gang members are just like my neighbors. We have become accustomed to it."

"But if they join a gang, they have one foot in prison and the other in hell."

"Similarly, almost every entertainment venue in the city has gang involvement."

"The gang members responsible for managing these businesses go to the stores every day to provide security just like ordinary office workers."

"These stores will pay a portion of their income to the gangs that have staked shares on a monthly basis as management fees or protection fees."

"But this situation is illegal in the United States and is extortion."

"And here, it's not!"

Bill stopped the car at an intersection, looked at the red light ahead, and asked.

"The hotel run by your master also has gangs as shareholders?"

"It used to be there, but now it's gone."

Cui Yingying smiled and shrugged: "The gang my master once joined was the Chamber of Commerce!"

"At least one-half of the gangs in Hong Kong are secretly controlled by various chambers of commerce and do some dirty work for them."

“The bosses and largest investors behind entertainment venues that are making huge amounts of money every day are also members of these chambers of commerce.”

"This situation is not limited to Xiangjiang~"

"New York and Los Angeles in the United States, London in the United Kingdom, Paris in France, Amsterdam in the Netherlands and other places have similar situations."

"You should be familiar with this, right?"

"Yeah..." Bill smiled after hearing Cui Yingying's confession.

"I have a friend who knows the leader of the Chostshadws in New York's Chinatown."

"He told me that many Chinatowns have existences similar to the Ghost Gang and the Flying Dragon Gang."

"But most of the gangs in New York's Chinatown are related to the Italian Mafia gang to one degree or another. You know what?"

"I don't know..." Cui Yingying understood the key point of Bill's mention of this matter. After thinking for a few seconds with a frown, she suddenly said.

"Do you think we are connected to the Sidrich family?"

"Haha~" Bill said with a noncommittal smile.

"My friend also told me that the Feilong Gang is a subordinate organization of the Xiechengtang Chamber of Commerce..."

"The Ghost Gang is a subordinate organization of the Anliang Chamber of Commerce and Industry..."

"There is also the Dong'an Gang, which has emerged in New York's Chinatown in recent years. It is a subordinate organization of the Dong'an Association, etc."

"These gangs like to buy readily available guns and weapons from the Italian Mafia gang."

"They often cooperate to run underground casinos, underground black markets, and even drug businesses."

"And you showed up, along with David and Polly..."

Bill opened his hands to Cui Yingying and asked curiously: "Sorry ~ I would ask that!"

"But I really want to know, is this all a coincidence?"

"...Yes!" Cui Yingying took a deep breath and nodded to Bill seriously.

"ok~I understand."

Bill smiled and changed the topic and said.

"In fact, in the East End of London in the 1950s and 1960s, there was also a gang formed by the Corley brothers."

"The elder brother of the Corey brothers, Ricky, is a boxing genius. He has won multiple regional boxing competition championships and is loved by many boxing fans. As a result, he has developed a wide range of contacts, which laid the foundation for him to later form a gang and enter the business world. Good foundation~”

"But his younger brother Ron is irritable and moody, and often does some incomprehensible behavior."

"So when the Corley brothers slowly controlled nearly half of London's newspapers and radio stations through various means, almost no media dared to report criminal news about the two brothers,"

"At that time, ordinary people in London avoided the names of the Corley brothers."

"However, the increasingly arrogant behavior of the Corley brothers has attracted great attention from Scotland Yard."

"After a long and painstaking search for evidence, the two men were finally arrested, along with many of the top brass in their gang."

"Both the Corre brothers were sentenced to life in prison with no chance of parole for the first thirty years."

"Early last month, Ron, the younger brother of the Corre brothers, was diagnosed with mental disorder and schizophrenia in prison and was imprisoned in the UK's highest-security mental hospital."

After Bill finished speaking, he drove the car speeding through the cross-harbour tunnel, turned his head and glanced at Cui Yingying who fell into silence, and smiled.

"Brother Kore, brought to justice."

"But London has not regained its composure because of their arrests."

"The Assistant Commissioner of the London District Police is a friend of mine."

"He told me when we were chatting that there are now 127 gangs in London..."

"Three-quarters of the gangs have been involved in murders, robberies, drug trafficking and other vicious cases."

"There is even a gang that compiled a London Underground station crime guide based on the distribution of police forces, patrol times, staffing and other information in London Underground stations, which is circulated among various gangs."

"This winter has been called the most difficult winter by the London media. The reason is not only that the number of unemployed people is rising steadily, but also because factories and companies cannot afford losses and are further planning to lay off employees to save their lives."

"Also because of the increasingly chaotic social security, the crime rate in London, a megacity, has also increased to an unacceptable level."

"Gangs are not unique to Hong Kong, the United States or island countries!"

"Gangs exist all over the world..."

"But like you said, anyone who gets into a gang is not likely to end well."

"That's a road of no return, and it's also a cannibal quagmire!"

Bill caught a glimpse of the surprise on Cui Yingying's face from the corner of his eye, and shook his head slightly.

"Since we've reached this point, I'll just get it straight~"

"We began investigating David Coleman when he first came into contact with Carnes."

"This is not against him personally, but a defense mechanism that has been implemented for hundreds of years."

"This mechanism can very efficiently screen out people who talk nonsense and have ulterior motives."

"But David has proven through his practical actions time and time again that he is indeed a rare talent~"

"More and more people are starting to pay attention to him..."

"Similarly, you and the people around him will also be noticed by more people."

Bill drove through the Hung Hom Cross Harbor Tunnel, parked it slowly next to the Golden Gate Building, a landmark building in Central, turned his head and looked into Cui Yingying's eyes and said.

"You have met Giles and Pine, and you should be able to understand my role and responsibilities around Karnes."

"So, we might as well speak more plainly~"

“Not only do we have many defensive mechanisms, we also have many ways to solve problems for our friends!”

"For example, Carnes feels that David is his best friend at the moment. If David encounters any small problems that need to be solved, he will try his best to help."

"And I am the one who does things for him."

"Yeah..." Cui Yingying felt relieved and nodded slowly.

Bill pointed to the Golden Gate Building with a smile, took out the car key, and shrugged.

"Let's go~"

"I asked a friend to help me contact a well-known lawyer, and he was already waiting for us in the office."

"Let him help you and all the immigration procedures can be completed within two weeks."

After Cui Yingying got out of the car, she looked up at the tall entrance building and asked with a slight frown.

"The cost of asking this barrister to help must be very high, right?"

"Don't worry, I will make money in exchange for you as soon as possible..."

"Return?" Bill fiddled with the keys in his hand and said with a smile that said he didn't deserve a beating.

"Today, I went to handle the joint investment between David and Carnes some time ago, and I helped them make a lot of money!"

"You don't need to pay back this little money~"

"It's not even a fraction..."

Cui Yingying was stunned for a few seconds with her mouth open, then slowly shook her head: "Thank you for your kindness."

"But David gave me a lot of money when I left New York..."

"Master, my brothers, I, and I all borrowed this money from him temporarily, and we will pay it back to him slowly in the future."

Bill looked at Cui Yingying's serious look, smiled and nodded: "Okay~ I will give you the bill."

"Is this okay?"

"Yeah!" Cui Yingying crossed her arms in front of her chest and smiled.

"When we get to New York, I will pay my master a patent transfer fee in advance."

“With this money, we are not afraid of any high bills!”

"Hahaha~ok!" Bill smiled and invited Cui Yingying into the building.

----

new York.

Manhattan, upstairs at Wildfire Bar on 42nd Street.

Susan tidied herself up with some anxiety and joy. Just as she was about to go out to the hospital with David, David received a call.

On the phone, after David briefly said a few words to the other party, his face became even more joyful. He hugged Susan and kissed her hard several times. His excitement was all written on his face. .

Seeing his happy look, Susan felt very happy and took his arm and joked a few words. The two of them went downstairs talking and laughing.

On the street in front of the Wildfire Bar.

Far Pocchivino, who had been waiting here for a long time, saw David and Susan coming out and immediately opened the car door and called out to them.

David asked Susan to sit in the car first, nodded to the driver Giovanni, walked up to Far and asked.

"What's up, man?"

Far Pocchivino, who was lying on the bar floor this morning and "overheard" David's conversation with Mengo and little Zach, told the story of his "overhearing" very frankly. I knew one of the people David was looking for.

David looked at Farr up and down feeling surprised, invited him to come to the wall, and asked in a low voice.

Farr knew that David might have something to do, so he tried his best to tell everything he knew in a few short sentences.

After hearing this, David lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds. He sincerely thanked him and asked him not to tell anyone about it. He turned around and hurriedly got into the car and left.

Farr stood on the side of the street, watching David's car go away, and finally had to swallow back some of the words stuck in his throat. .

"Octopus" Wasim did two more "big things" in the middle of the night last night.

Fal knew in his heart that his revenge plan had just begun~

But on Wasim's revenge list, there was a name that always made Farr feel uneasy and flustered.

Because his name is Lynch Colson, the governor of New York State who was just elected in November last year!