The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 145 You are so brave, I will help you
"Brother Wei, I don't know what those foreigners are saying and I can't understand them!" Aaron turned sideways and complained to Chen Zhengwei while picking his ears.

"I praised you just yesterday!" Chen Zhengwei walked directly to the front of the crowd. Even though it was already dark, he could still see the number of people on the other side and the guns hanging by their legs at a glance.

"Are you the boss of the Chinese?" Martin Behrens had been in a stalemate with Aaron for a long time.

The two sides did not speak the same language. Aaron had learned some simple English these days and could understand a few simple sentences, but he could not understand what they were saying at all.

"You can't see what's on my chest? The sheriff's badge! You come to Chinatown to cause trouble? Believe it or not, I'll put you all in jail." Chen Zhengwei walked under the light of the lantern from the nearby shop, pointed at the sheriff's badge on his chest and sneered.

When Martin Behrens saw the badge on Chen Zhengwei's chest, he was a little confused.

From the actions of these people just now, it can be seen that this tall young man is the leader of the Chinese, but no one would have thought that he is actually a sheriff.

The sheriff and the leader of a Chinese gang, these two completely unrelated identities made him stunned for a moment, but even if he was a sheriff, so what? He was not an officer of the FBI.

Martin said fiercely: "I don't care who you are. My people died in your hands. You must give me an explanation! Otherwise, you can wait for our revenge!"

"An explanation?" Chen Zhengwei looked around in surprise, then asked the henchman behind him in confusion: "Did you hear that? He asked me to give him an explanation?"

"Brother Wei, kill them!" More than a hundred people on the street took out their guns and weapons and shouted. This action made the Germans raise their guns as well.

The field was immediately filled with tension.

Chen Zhengwei waved his hand to signal them not to rush into action, then sneered, with a look of mockery on his face: "This is the first time I've seen someone ask me to give an explanation!"

"You brought a few people to Chinatown to ask me to give you an explanation. Are you crazy?"

"Still think you are invulnerable?"

Martin didn't expect these Chinese guys to be so tough. It was completely different from what he thought when he came here. He immediately became angry and stared at Chen Zhengwei: "Have you ever thought about what the consequences will be?"

"This is my territory. You come here to ask me to give you an explanation. Have you ever thought about the consequences?" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

"Very good..." Martin stared at Chen Zhengwei as if he was staring at a dead person.

If possible, he wanted to kill Chen Zhengwei right now.

But there are a lot of Chinese people here, and many of them have guns in their hands.

If a war breaks out, they will suffer heavy losses.

"We'll see each other again!" Martin said coldly, retreating step by step.

Let's leave here today first, and then come back to trouble these Chinese.

"I haven't told you to leave yet!" Chen Zhengwei took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then took out a match to light the cigarette, and then put the hand holding the match behind his back.

No one noticed that he had a six-pound short-line blasting shell in his other hand.

I got it from the system before and it happens to be useful now.

"Chinaman, are you going to start a war now? Although you have more people, I have more guns!" Martin stopped and said with a sneer.

Then Chen Zhengwei raised his hand and something with sparks flew into the crowd. Before Martin could see clearly, the thing passed by him.

"What is that?" A German guy's view was blocked by the people in front of him, and he didn't look down until something hit his leg.

The German's eyes widened and he couldn't help cursing:
"Scheie!" (Shit!)
boom!
Along with explosions and smoke, dozens of pieces of broken iron and shock waves directly covered half of the Germans, and the scene was immediately filled with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Aaron and the others were startled by the explosion.

"Kill them!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

The Germans were standing too densely, and more than a dozen of them were killed on the spot. Another twenty or thirty were blown aside by the shock wave and lost their combat effectiveness in a short period of time. The rest of the people were also in a panic.

Aaron had a ferocious look on his face, and raised his gun directly: "Kill them!"

"kill!"

More than a hundred people rushed forward at once. First there was a burst of gunfire, followed by the sound of axes chopping.

The Germans who were not affected by the explosion saw this, fired a few shots and fled in panic.

However, just as they ran to the street corner, there was another burst of gunfire, and several more Germans who were fleeing fell down.

Rong Jiacai walked out of the darkness with more than 20 people. Some of them were holding guns, and the rest were holding axes. Everyone looked at the Germans with cold eyes.

"Kill!" Rong Jiacai waved his hand, and the men behind him rushed over with axes.

A moment later, at the edge of Chinatown, an axeman threw his axe and chopped a German on the back, and then several people rushed up and chopped him to death. "No need to chase!" Rong Jiacai saw a few Germans escaping from Chinatown and waved to others to stop.

After taking a look at the frightened pedestrians passing by the street corner, Rong Jiacai ordered, "Drag the body back!"

……

"Brother Wei, this guy is really lucky!" Aaron dragged a man in front of Chen Zhengwei, it was Martin.

Although Martin was not killed by the shrapnel, the shock wave threw him aside. His face was covered in blood and he felt dizzy. He couldn't even stand steadily and his ears were buzzing.

Chen Zhengwei grabbed his hair and made him look at him, with a look of sarcasm on his face.

"You came to Chinatown to cause trouble for me? How dare you?"

Martin still looked a little dazed. He tried hard to break free from Chen Zhengwei's hands, but he couldn't do it at all.

Chen Zhengwei stretched out his hand and A'long handed him an axe.

"You are so brave, I will help you!" Chen Zhengwei's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he chopped down with the axe. He immediately felt blood splashing on his face.

Then he stood up cursing and pulled out a silk scarf to wipe his face.

"Damn it, I hate blood!"

"Clean up and collect all the bodies and dispose of them!" Chen Zhengwei threw the scarf on the ground and turned to walk towards the casino.

He hated watching such bloody scenes the most.

But there is no other way. If you want to do business, you have to fight and kill.

And he has such a big business under him.

Not long after Chen Zhengwei returned to the casino, Michael rushed over: "What happened here?"

The explosion was so loud that even the Justice Bureau heard it. Michael rushed over immediately after hearing it, and went straight to Chen Zhengwei. If you go to Sullivan Street first, you can see Rong Jiacai and his men throwing the body onto the carriage, and the shop owners on both sides came out with buckets to wash the ground.

"Just now a group of Germans from North Beach came over here to attack me, the sheriff, and even took a cannonball to scare me!" Chen Zhengwei spread his hands and said:

"Then the fuse of the shell was too short, and the Kraut blew himself up!"

After saying this, Chen Zhengwei burst into laughter.

After more than ten seconds, he stopped laughing and looked at Michael suspiciously: "Michael, why aren't you laughing?"

"Do you think I will believe it?" Michael said expressionlessly.

He didn't think the Krauts were that stupid.

He also knew how bold and arrogant this guy was!
"You have to believe it, Michael. They are challenging the authority of the FBI. There should be dozens of those Germans. You have to catch them!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"I'm off work today!" Michael took out his pocket watch and shook it in front of Chen Zhengwei. This guy is really good at causing trouble.

"I'll have someone go to Taylor Street to investigate tomorrow!"

After drinking half a glass of whiskey, Michael got up and left.

Chen Zhengwei shrugged and said, this is the advantage of having your own people in the judicial department. Even if you are shot six times in the back, it is suicide. You can even use a pistol to shoot your own head into a shaqima.

Those Italians will never understand that.

……

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Poland came to Chen Zhengwei's office with a thin man in his thirties, wearing a brown gentleman's suit and a brown bowler hat.

"Mr. Chen, this is the Vincent I was talking about!" Dapolan said after entering the door.

"Can I trust him?" Chen Zhengwei looked at Vincent with interest.

"He is trustworthy!" said Great Poland seriously.

Vincent looked at Chen Zhengwei expressionlessly, a very young but very powerful young man.

In fact, if Greater Poland had not found him, he would never have done business with the Chinese.

Now, as long as Chen Zhengwei is willing to give a good price, he doesn't mind helping Chen Zhengwei solve some troubles.

(End of this chapter)