Reborn American Giants

Just as Victor stepped out of the Harlem branch and rushed back to the Marriott Hotel, Sammy, nicknamed "Puppy", walked quickly across the streets of 18th Street and stopped in front of a bar with various graffiti on the street wall.

He got down and raised his right fist towards Samuel who was standing guard at the door. The two fist bumped lightly, then held each other's thumbs and bumped each other's chests hard.

After patting Samuel on the back twice, Sami asked Samuel: "Hey man, is Boss Jacob in there? I have something urgent to look for him."

"Hey, puppy, aren't you hanging out with that loser LJ? Why, what trouble did that nigger get into again? Did you set someone's house on fire again this time, or did that idiot LJ mess with someone else?

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In his words, he was very disrespectful to Eddie, the nephew of the boss of Jacob, but the companions next to him took it for granted and laughed one after another. It seemed that Eddie, the "second generation black man" in the Blood Gang, basically had

There is no prestige.

Sammy had a wry smile on his face and had no desire to refute Samuel's words. Samuel was right. Eddie was a man who relied on his uncle's power to make a living. This kind of person makes a living on the streets.

Of course, he couldn't gain any respect among the gang members. If it weren't for his boss's order, Sammy would never continue to follow Eddie and accompany him to misbehave.

"Samuel, don't laugh. Something really happened this time. Is the boss in there? I have something urgent to see him."

Seeing Sami's solemn face, Samuel stopped laughing. He tilted his head, and a gold chain as thick as a little finger hanging on his chest swayed for a while. The gold-encrusted pendant turned over.

I saw clearly that it was a wooden plaque with the head of Christ carved on it, "Boss is inside, come with me."

Sammy stepped onto the steps of a bar that smelled like urine and entered the striptease bar called Goblin Beauty. A burst of deafening heavy metal music immediately penetrated his ears.

The light inside the bar was a little dim. He had just stepped in from the bright outside, and it took several seconds for Sammy's vision to adjust.

The colorful magic ball lamp above the head shoots colorful beams in all directions. One stage takes up two-thirds of the entire hall. At this moment, several black people wearing red turbans or red baseball caps are sitting under the stage.

, watching the sexy dance of a black beauty wearing a three-point swimsuit, two huge earrings, and a curvy figure, trying to attract the black people in the audience to stuff the green Franklin into their little pussy.

in underwear.

Samuel, who was leading the way, approached a black man in his thirties with a long scar in the corner of his eye and whispered something into his ear. The other man raised his head and glanced at Sammy. His yellow eyes made Samuel laugh.

Mi felt nervous for a moment. This black man was Luke Nathaniel, nicknamed "Ghostface", the picket leader of the Bloods Gang.

As a murderer with a notorious reputation, Luke has always been synonymous with blood and cruelty in the minds of the Blood Gang. He made everyone fear him by killing the entire family of a rival gang leader overnight.

.At this moment, when he stared at him, Sami felt that his heartbeat suddenly slowed down a beat, and his throat felt dry, making him swallow involuntarily, but his eyes exuded a look of admiration.

"This is a real man. I wonder when I will become a man like Boss Luke," Sami thought secretly.

Luke Nathaniel tilted his head and said a few words to Samuel. Samuel nodded a few times, and then walked towards Sami with a black man next to him. The black man stretched out his hand towards Sami.

He bent his fingers a few times.

Sami understood what this meant. He patted his waist vigorously to indicate that he was not carrying a weapon. However, it was obvious that the other party did not believe him. The black man grabbed his shoulder and pushed Sami over.

Turning her back to him, she quickly searched Sammy's body.

"Hey, man, I told you I didn't have any weapons, Fake u..." Facing his brother's distrust, Sami felt a little insulted, and he said angrily.

However, the big black man who searched him ignored his complaints. He just turned his head and nodded towards Luke Nathaniel, the blood gang picket chief who was sitting motionless. Then at the other party's signal, he returned to his original position and continued.

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"Hey, puppy, stop being jjyy. I'm going to take you to see Boss Jacob now. You'd better really have something important to do. Otherwise, if you waste the Boss's time, I will make you look good," Samuel

He held Sammy's head, interrupted his chatter, passed through a door guarded by two sturdy black men, and led him towards the manager's office at the back of the hall.

Samuel's words made Sami think of his mission here. He said to Samuel: "Lj was injured. Now he is in Harlem Heights Hospital and faces police prosecution. I am here to talk to Ya

Boss Gebu reported the news."

"What's going on?" Samuel asked casually as he pushed open the door. As for Eddie, this loser, although he is the nephew of Jacob's boss, no one looks down on him.

A group of young kids pretend to be powerful and bully the weak but fear the strong. The brothers in the gang are whispering, "Boss Jacob is so protective of LJ, maybe he might actually be the boss's illegitimate son." This kind of thing is detrimental to elegance.

Words of prestige.

Samuel once wanted Boss Jacob to respond to these rumors, but Boss Jacob just said a faint "I got it," but it remained the same.

But now hearing the news that Sammy said, Samuel felt a little surprised. Although everyone knew that LJ was a waste, everyone in Harlem knew his identity. Now someone can put him into the hospital

, and may also be sent to prison. Samuel knew that Boss Jacob would definitely not give up after knowing the news.

"I don't know, it's probably a group of outsiders. I haven't seen them in the black area." As a gang member who has been on the streets since he was a child, Sami has a clear understanding of the forces in the black area.

In addition to several small black gangs in Harlem, there are also some Asian and Hispanic street gangs, but compared to the strength of the Bloods, they can only be regarded as two or three kittens.

The Blood Gang is not as unbearable as Victor thought. It now has more than 20,000 members spread across major cities in 11 eastern continents, and is spreading further to the central and western continents in the hope of developing into a nationwide gang.

Gangster organization.

The reason why the Blood Gang develops so fast is because the development model it adopts is a branch system, which is similar to the federal system. Each continent has its own interests, so each branch has very great independence. Benjamin Jacob is a Blood Gang.

The head of the New York Federation of Gangs. Their biggest enemy is the Crips gang, which also belongs to a black gang and occupies the Bronx.

Like the Bloods Gang, the Crips Gang, which started in Los Angeles, is also rapidly developing into a national gang organization with branches all over the country. In New York, the Crips Gang occupies most of the black areas in the Bronx, and the Crips Gang is different from the Bloods Gang.

The fight is endless, and it feels a bit like the red (blood gang red-coated) and blue (Crips gang blue-coated) struggle in American politics.

The conflict between the two parties is just like the fight between two companies published in the newspapers, except that it involves "business" - drugs.

Both parties equally have good products, but neither one is willing to give up. So obviously, the only option left is "competition."

Compared with business competition, the competition between two violent street organizations is full of blood and unscrupulous means. According to official statistics, there were more than 700 shootings in New York in 1983, more than half of which were caused by the Bloods and Crips gangs.