"Mr. Chen..." In the evening, Wang Amei delivered the food to the casino, and then carefully found Chen Zhengwei.
She found a house nearby to stay in the past two days. Chen Zhengwei gave her 12 yuan a month. She helped cook meals every day and washed clothes for Chen Zhengwei's people.
You must know that an adult man can only earn 15 yuan a month by working 12 hours a day from morning to night.
Therefore, Wang Amei is very satisfied with this salary.
Although she didn't have a big house to live in, and the food she had 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 from dinner at home.
Dinner is prepared and delivered to home from a nearby restaurant.
He is not short of money now, how could he treat himself badly.
"Mr. Chen... The place where I live is very messy... Men around me always come over... Can you ask someone to scare them?" When Wang Amei spoke, she subconsciously twisted her fingers.
A widow like her would definitely be spied on 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 would put the scissors under her pillow when she went to bed at night.
"I thought it was something! Let Yan Qingyou take a few people there later!"
"Thank you Mr. Chen, thank you Mr. Chen, I will definitely do a good job!" Wang Amei thanked her repeatedly.
After sending Wang Amei away, Chen Zhengwei took a cigarette and looked inside the casino. Apart from his own people, there was not a single customer.
Looking at the young people in the casino who are all wearing black suits and white shirts with pigtails, many of them have bulging waists.
Chen Zhengwei immediately waved to them: "You go change your clothes and pretend to be gamblers. Otherwise, who would dare to come in and play like this? You guys will scare me away if I come in!"
He knew that business wouldn't be very good these two days, but he didn't expect it to be so bad... There wasn't even a single customer, so where could he put his face?
Chen Zhengwei was wondering whether he should go to the club to find some bosses to play cards with.
I just met a few people today. Let’s invite them to come and play and connect with each other!
"Brother Wei, someone is coming from Danshan Hall!" Yan Qingyou came in hurriedly.
"Dan Shan Tang? Bring him in!" Chen Zhengwei knew that he was indeed here.
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 a young man in.
Yan Qingyou stood aside and stared at the young man.
"Who is your boss? What news do you want to bring here?" Chen Zhengwei sat on a chair with a cigarette in his mouth and his legs crossed.
"My boss is Brother Rong." The young man from Danshan Hall raised his neck and said.
"My boss said that according to the rules, if you establish a hall here, you need to be able to block other halls from fighting for seven days, and then other halls will admit that you have the qualifications to establish a foothold here."
"Seven days?" Chen Zhengwei sneered: "Whose rules are your rules or yours? Are you kidding me!"
"This is a stipulated rule in Chinatown... Whether it is our Danshan Hall or Ansong Hall, we all recognize this rule. As long as you survive the seven days, this is your territory, and no one will come to trouble you again."
"You can't use guns in this fight. If you use guns, others will use them too, and we don't know how many people will die."
"Our boss also said...Boss Chen, you are not invulnerable, and breaking the rules will not do you any good!"
"Fuck, are you trying to scare me? At worst, it depends on who's shooting skills are better!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.
It was Ma Zai who died without a gun, but it was different with a gun. Maybe the gangster was shot to death while walking down the street.
And if a gun is used, the casualties in the fight will be too great, and those gangsters cannot afford such heavy losses.
Of course, the gangsters don't want others to use guns, and they want to restrict him with rules.
But Chen Zhengwei doesn't accept this at all.
If you don't play with guns these days, it's better to go home and play with eggs!
"Tell that Rongzi of yours, I'll be waiting for him here!" Chen Zhengwei sneered and asked people to drive the people from Danshan Hall out.
After they were driven away, Yan Qingyou and Rong Jiacai came over: "Brother Wei, what should we do?"
"Can you find out where the master and important figures of Danshan Hall are?" Chen Zhengwei asked.
The two of them shook their heads. Their people didn't know the master and important figures of Danshan Hall 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 play! Let everyone take care of their guys and be vigilant!" Chen Zhengwei said a little unhappy.
If he had more people under his command now, he would take people to sweep Danshan Hall now.
Or he could find the location of the master of Danshan Hall. He also went over to invite the master of Danshan Hall for a night tour of San Francisco Bay.
"Separate some people and wait in my yard!" Chen Zhengwei thought for a while and said. His house is only fifty or sixty meters away from the casino, so he asked people to ambush him in the yard.
If Danshan Hall really sends people over, they will be able to catch them off guard when the time comes.
After the arrangements were made, Chen Zhengwei asked Yan Qingyou and Rong Jiacai to take out the guns and let everyone touch them and practice how to shoot, change bullets, and aim.
He is also planning to find a place in a few days, and then get some bullets, so that these people can practice shooting and train a group of shooters.
This is not only for Chinatown, but also for dealing with those ghost guys in the future. How can you do it if you don't know how to use a gun?
"You need to practice your boxing, and you need to practice your spear even more. No matter how good you are at fighting, will you be as sharp as a spear?"
The impact of the fighting last night was not small, and no guests came in all night.
Let's take this opportunity to let these people get familiar with firearms. At least they can change bullets and shoot. That's enough for the time being.
One night, no one from Danshan Hall came over.
When it was almost midnight, Chen Zhengwei asked Yan Qingyou to take people to find Wang Amei.
In a nearby alley, Chinese people live in a large wooden house. Each room is only a few square meters, and several people are crowded together.
Almost all of the hundreds of people were men. You can imagine how much harassment Wang Amei would encounter here.
Yan Qingyou and several others kicked open the door one by one to warn them, especially those who harassed Amei Wang, who were taken out and beaten.
Chen Zhengwei went home directly, where Chen Qiaoniang and Chen Zhengwu had already gone to bed.
He opened the iron cabinet in the bedroom, took out 1,500 yuan, and disappeared in his hand in an instant.
Together with the money from the day and the remaining 500, it was enough for a ten-company company.
Chen Zhengwei has long wanted to know what he could get from ten consecutive draws of 5,000 yuan.
You must know that ordinary Chinese workers may not be able to earn so much in their lifetime.
Chen Zhengwei washed his hands first, then lit three cigarettes and inserted them into the bowl.
Bowed slightly.
"Mazu bless me! If I draw something good this time, I'll give you a pig's head next time!"
Chen Zhengwei is a very simple and direct person, full of pragmatism.
As long as you are effective, I will believe you.
If you don't work, if you don't bless me, then go to hell.
So far, his luck is not too bad.
After paying homage, Chen Zhengwei opened the system panel.
"Extract!"
As the wheel flashes, the blue edge on one of the grids lights up.
Then the grids were opened one by one.
Chen Zhengwei stared at the grid with a blue border, and saw a "Mastery Skill Point" appearing inside.
"As expected!" Seeing the + sign appearing next to Sanda LV3 again, Chen Zhengwei slapped his thigh.
Sanda cannot be improved after reaching LV3. As expected, it requires mastery of skill points. This skill point requires 5,000 yuan per ten consecutive rounds to draw out.
In addition, there is an ordinary skill point, 0.1 attribute point, a three-piece dark purple striped suit, a Wesson Type III revolver, two boxes with a total of one hundred rounds of .44 revolver bullets, one box Unbranded Liuwei Dihuang Pills, a pack of cigarettes, and a Yanling knife with a silver-gilt scabbard.
"Sure enough, the chance of getting something good out of 5,000 yuan is higher...but it's still a bit of a loss..."
After all, 5,000 yuan can be used to draw ten times and ten consecutive draws, and the skill points and attribute points drawn are much more.
"And what are these Liuwei Dihuang Pills? Who are you looking down on? Do I need this?" Chen Zhengwei sneered. He could take several in a night without any problem.
Might as well give him a box of penicillin V potassium tablets!
