The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 35: Fight in the Hall? Are you kidding me?

"Mr. Chen..." In the evening, Wang A-mei delivered the meal to the casino and then carefully found Chen Zhengwei.

She found a house nearby to live in these two days. Chen Zhengwei gave her 12 yuan every month. She helped cook every day and did laundry for Chen Zhengwei's subordinates.

You have to know that an adult man who works 12 hours a day from morning to night only earns 15 yuan a month.

Therefore, Wang A-mei is very satisfied with this salary.

Although she no longer lived in a big house and her food was not as good as before, no one tortured her.

"What's the matter?" Chen Zhengwei asked while picking his teeth. He had just returned home from dinner.

Dinner was prepared from a nearby restaurant and delivered to our home.

He is not short of money now, so how could he treat himself badly?

"Mr. Chen...the place where I live now is a mess...the men around here always come over...can you send someone to scare them?" Wang A'mei twisted her fingers subconsciously while speaking.

As a widow, she would definitely be watched if she were outside.

She has been harassed several times in the past two days, and those people would knock on her door in the middle of the night.

She always puts the scissors under her pillow before she goes to bed.

"I thought it was something else! Let Yan Qingyou take a few people over there later!"

"Thank you Mr. Chen, thank you Mr. Chen, I will definitely do my job well!" Wang A-mei thanked him repeatedly.

After sending Wang A-mei away, Chen Zhengwei lit a cigarette and looked around the casino. Apart from his own people, there was no other customer.

Looking at the young men in the casino who were all wearing black suits and white shirts and had braids, many of them had bulges around their waists.

Chen Zhengwei immediately waved at them: "Go change your clothes and pretend to be gamblers. Otherwise, who would dare to come in and play like this? I would be scared away by you if I came in!"

He knew that business wouldn't be very good in the next two days, but he didn't expect it to be so bad... There wasn't even a single customer, where would he put his face?

Chen Zhengwei was wondering whether he should go to the club to find some bosses to play cards.

I just met a few people today, so I invited them to come over and play, and get in touch with them!

"Brother Wei, someone is coming from Danshan Hall!" Yan Qingyou hurried in and said.

"Danshan Hall? Bring him in!" Chen Zhengwei knew that he had indeed arrived.

He turned around and went back to the office, sat on the chair and smoked another cigarette.

After a while, Yan Qingyou and a few others brought in a young man.

Yan Qingyou just stood aside and stared at the young man.

"Who is your boss? What news did he ask you to bring?" Chen Zhengwei sat on a chair, a cigarette in his mouth and his legs crossed.

"My boss is Brother Rong." The young man from Danshan Hall said with his neck tilted back.

"My boss said that according to the rules, if you want to establish a sect here, you need to be able to hold off the fighting of other sects for seven days before other sects will recognize that you are qualified to establish a presence here."

"Seven days?" Chen Zhengwei sneered: "Are these your rules or whose rules are they? Are you kidding me?"

"This is the customary rule of the Chinatown Hall... Whether it is our Danshan Hall or Ansong Hall, we all respect this rule. As long as you survive seven days, this place will be your territory, and no one will bother you again."

"You can't use guns in this fight. If you use guns, others will use them too, and who knows how many people will die."

"Our boss also said... Boss Chen, you are not invulnerable. Breaking the rules will not do you any good!"

"Fuck, trying to scare me? At worst, we'll just see who has better shooting skills!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

If a gang leader dies without using a gun, it is his thugs. But if a gun is used, it is a different story. The gang leader may be shot dead while walking on the street.

Moreover, if guns were used, the casualties would be too great, and those gangs would not be able to afford such a heavy loss.

Of course, those gang bosses don’t want others to use guns, and they want to use rules to restrict them.

But Chen Zhengwei didn't buy it at all.

If you don’t play with guns these days, you might as well go home and play with your balls!
"Tell that Rongzi that I'm waiting for him here!" Chen Zhengwei sneered and ordered people to drive out the people from Danshan Hall.

After they drove the people away, Yan Qingyou and Rong Jiacai came over and said, "Brother Wei, what should we do?"

"Can we find out where the leader of Danshan Hall and important figures are?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

The two men shook their heads. Their people didn't know the leader of Danshan Hall or other important figures at all. If they sent someone to inquire, they might be beaten to death.

"Send people to watch at a few street corners. I want to see what tricks they can come up with! Tell everyone to bring their weapons and be alert!" Chen Zhengwei said unhappily. If he had more people under his command, he would take them to sweep Danshan Hall.

Or if he could find the location of the leader of Danshan Hall, he would go there and invite him to take a night cruise on the San Francisco Bay.

"Send some people to wait in my yard!" Chen Zhengwei said after thinking about it. His house was only fifty or sixty meters away from the casino, so he asked people to ambush in the yard.

If Danshan Hall really sends people over, we can kill them by surprise.

After making the arrangements, Chen Zhengwei asked Yan Qingyou and Rong Jiacai to take out their guns and let everyone touch them to practice how to shoot, how to change bullets, and how to aim.

He also planned to find a place in a few days and get some bullets so that these people could practice shooting and train a group of shooters.

This is not just for Chinatown. We will have to deal with those foreigners in the future. How can we do it if we don’t know how to use a gun?

"You need to practice boxing, but you need to practice spears even more. No matter how good you are at fighting, can you be as sharp as a spear?"

The fight last night had a significant impact and no customers came in the whole night.

We could take this opportunity to get these people familiar with guns. At least they will know how to change bullets and shoot, which will be enough for now.

No one from Danshan Hall came that night.

It was almost midnight when Chen Zhengwei asked Yan Qingyou to take people to find Wang A-mei.

In a nearby alley, there is a large group of wooden houses where Chinese people live. Each room is only a few square meters and is crowded with several people.

There are hundreds of people, almost all of them are men. You can imagine how much harassment Wang A-mei will encounter here.

Yan Qingyou and a few others kicked open the doors one by one to warn them, especially the few people who harassed Wang A-mei, and took them out and beat them up.

Chen Zhengwei went straight home. Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu were already asleep.

He opened the iron cabinet in the bedroom, took out 1500 yuan from it, and it disappeared from his hands in an instant.

Adding the money from the day and the 500 left over from before, I had enough to complete a ten-game draw.

Chen Zhengwei had long wanted to know what he could get from the 5000 yuan ten-draw draw.

You have to know that an ordinary Chinese worker may not be able to earn that much in his entire life.

Chen Zhengwei washed his hands first, then lit three cigarettes and put them in the bowl.

He bowed slightly.

"May Mazu bless you! If you draw something good this time, I'll give you a pig's head next time!"

Chen Zhengwei is a simple, direct and pragmatist person.

As long as you work, I will believe in you.

If you don't work and don't bless me, then go to hell with you.

So far, his luck is not too bad.

After the worship, Chen Zhengwei opened the system panel.

"Extract!"

As the roulette wheel flashed, the blue edge of one of the squares lit up.

Then the grids were turned over one by one.

Chen Zhengwei stared at the grid with a blue border and saw a "Skill Mastery Point" appear in it.

"It is just as I expected!" Chen Zhengwei slapped his thigh when he saw the + sign appear again next to Sanda LV3.

Sanda can't be improved after reaching LV3. It really requires proficiency skill points. This kind of skill points can only be drawn by doing ten consecutive draws at a cost of 5000 yuan.

In addition, there is one ordinary skill point, 0.1 attribute point, a dark purple striped three-piece suit, a Weissen III revolver, two boxes of 44 rounds of . revolver bullets, a box of unbranded Liuwei Dihuang Pills, a pack of cigarettes, and a goose feather knife in a silver gilt scabbard.

"Sure enough, the chance of getting something good with 5000 yuan is higher... but it's still a bit of a loss..."

After all, 5000 yuan could buy you ten draws, and you could get a lot more skill points and attribute points.

"And what is this Liuwei Dihuang Pill? Who are you looking down on? Do I need this thing?" Chen Zhengwei sneered. He could easily take several in one night.

It would be better to give him a box of penicillin V potassium tablets!

　It's Monday again, and I'm begging for next month's votes and rewards so that I can get on the new book list.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)