At the intersection of Duban Street and Washington Street, some people pushed a cart over, with people from Danshan Hall piled on it.
Some people from Danshan Hall rushed forward one after another, and soon found that most of these people were just chopped and unable to move.
But soon a young man grabbed one person's wrist, and then grabbed another person's wrist and took a look.
"Fuck! Fuck you!" The young man yelled suddenly, and then looked at everyone's wrists with red eyes.
"What's wrong?" Someone immediately noticed that his movements were wrong and asked.
"Those bastards broke their tendons!"
"The attack was too cruel!"
"Not only was the hand tendon picked, the hamstring was also picked!"
As soon as these words were said, everyone's faces changed color, their hearts became cold, and a surge of anger surged out of their hearts.
As long as he is not hacked to death, he will still be a man after the injury heals. But if his hand tendons and hamstrings are picked, he will be a useless person from now on!
Even walking is a problem, holding chopsticks with both hands is a problem.
"Go back and inform Brother Willie and the hall master!"
At this time, heavy rain was pouring down, and pedestrians took shelter in the shops on the street. There were almost no people on Lord Street.
Many people from Danshan Hall were beaten to death, and some people gathered on Duban Street. Most of the people in Danshan Hall on Lozi Street were missing.
But even so, Chen Zhengwei and others were noticed after walking half a street.
A man in his twenties walked out of the brothel. When he saw a group of people on the street, he was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered something and his expression changed.
Then he took out a whistle from his pocket and blew it hard.
A harsh whistle sounded from the side. Chen Zhengwei turned his head and glanced, then raised his hand and fired.
boom!
The whistle stopped suddenly, and the man fell directly into the brothel, and there was a scream of surprise.
Even though there was heavy rain, the whistle and gunfire penetrated the rain curtain.
"Let's go!" Chen Zhengwei and others quickened their pace and headed straight for the largest casino.
As soon as several ax boys rushed out of the casino after hearing the sound of gunshots, they saw Chen Zhengwei and others rushing over. Chen Zhengwei raised his hand and fired two shots, causing the two of them to fall to the ground on the spot.
The remaining people quickly retreated in. Chen Zhengwei kicked the door open, and an ax flew directly over.
Chen Zhengwei immediately ducked sideways, and Li Xiwen closed his umbrella, raised the ax from bottom to top, and flew the ax away.
Chen Zhengwei fired three more shots, and the two ax boys who were rushing towards him were immediately shot. One of them was shot in the chest and still endured the pain and rushed forward, but Chen Zhengwei kicked him away.
Chen Zhengwei stuffed the gun back into his waist, pulled out another gun and rushed in with a few people. When he saw the ax man in Danshan Hall, he fired directly.
All the gamblers in the casino huddled under the table with their heads in their hands.
As a burst of gunfire rang out, more than a dozen people in the casino fell down.
"If you are not from Danshan Hall, get out of here!" Chen Zhengwei said, and then several people opened the door, and the gamblers immediately swarmed out.
"Pour all the kerosene on them." Chen Zhengwei filled the gun with bullets and walked inside. He kicked open the room inside and saw a few ax boys hiding inside.
Chen Zhengwei raised his hand and shot several people to death. After careful inspection, the master of Danshan Hall was not here.
In the back, his men were pouring kerosene into the casino.
"Burn it!" Chen Zhengwei said bitterly. The others immediately pulled down the curtains and the cloth on the gaming table, lit them with fire sticks, and threw them directly into the kerosene.
After waiting for a while, they saw that the kerosene was ignited and the fire began to spread. As soon as Chen Zhengwei and others went out, they saw a group of axemen rushing towards the street next to them.
"You still dare to come here?" Chen Zhengwei laughed ferociously, and several people fired at the same time. With the sound of gunshots, the axe-boys suddenly fell down.
The remaining people finally did not dare to step forward.
Chen Zhengwei looked at them with a ferocious smile and wiped his neck before leading them away.
In fact, at this time, the master of Danshan Hall, Dayan Chang, and his right-hand man, Willy, were in the teahouse opposite.
Lan Yarong and Fanshu died on Sullivan Street, and most of the people they took with them were injured, which made the two of them feel heartbroken and bleeding.
However, it wasn't long before he learned that all the people who were still alive had their hand tendons and hamstrings cut off and thrown onto Duban Street. Da Yanchang immediately became so angry that his scalp went numb. He never expected that that group of people would cause such a huge loss. And he was so ruthless in his attacks.
After counting, except for the more than thirty people who ran back, everyone else was inside.
In particular, there are a large number of people who have had their hand tendons and hamstrings severed. How to deal with these people?
Before he and Willy could figure it out, gunfire erupted downstairs, and Chen Zhengwei led his men to kill him.
Da Yanchang and Willy saw Chen Zhengwei's group shooting several more people indiscriminately through the cracks in the window and retreating into the rain, while the casino was on fire. Da Yanchang covered his chest and felt a cramp.
The two of them now only feel that the other is a hedgehog, and it is also a kind of hedgehog that is very difficult to bite, but they still bump into it.
"Go and put out the fire!" Da Yanchang said through gritted teeth, his face flushed with anger, and his hair stood up in anger.
Everyone in the casino is definitely doomed. Today, Danshan Hall lost nearly half of its staff, and even the casino was burned down...
This loss is too great, and Danshan Hall cannot bear it.
Next, let alone the idea of taking Sullivan Street, he had to defend his own territory first, lest he lose his own territory.
But this matter cannot be settled.
He now hates Chen Zhengwei to the core and wants to peel Chen Zhengwei's skin and cramps.
After giving the instructions, Dayan Chang still felt increasingly frustrated. He kicked the table over and smashed everything at hand.
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"Brother Wei!" Everyone else was waiting for Chen Zhengwei and others to come back at the casino. Everyone was soaked to the skin, with wounds and blood stains on their bodies.
When he saw a group of people coming back, he asked with concern:
"Nothing happened, right?"
"Tell them about it! Damn it, I finally got rid of the bad anger in my heart. It's a pity that I didn't catch the master of Danshan Hall!" Chen Zhengwei cursed.
When Chen Zhenghu boasted about how he and others rushed into the casino, killed all the people in Danshan Hall, and burned down the casino, they were blocked by Danshan Hall on the way out, and there was another bloody battle.
Chen Zhengwei finally discovered one of Chen Zhenghu's strengths. Well, he was quite good at adding fuel to the fire. He could boast more than himself.
"Everyone has worked hard tonight. Although we have paid a heavy price, no one will dare to challenge us in a short time!" Chen Zhengwei said to everyone.
Danshantang was beaten so badly that others might not dare to reach out anymore.
This is also the reason why he asked people to cut off the hand tendons and hamstrings of everyone in Danshan Hall, and it is also the reason why he led people to kill Danshan Hall's territory.
Not just to vent your anger.
If you are not fierce or ruthless, how can others be afraid of you?
Others think you are a soft persimmon!
If you fight a few more times, even if you are a tiger, you will be beaten into a wounded or dead tiger.
Nowadays, if others want to make decisions about themselves, they have to think about it first!
"The disabled brothers, in addition to a hundred yuan each, will be arranged to work in casinos and other places in the future. They will ensure that they have money to spend every month, and they will get at least 20 yuan!"
Chen Zhengwei announced again.
As soon as these words were said, everyone's morale suddenly rose and their hearts dropped.
They all have only one life left and have nothing but a little strength. If they can strive for wealth, even death is worth it.
I'm afraid that half-death will be worse than death.
"For those who are dead, I will ask the guild to send the settlement money to their homes. Others, come to me to collect the money!"
Chen Zhengwei is never stingy when it comes to spreading money.
It is said that there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. Even if he throws money, he must throw money at it so that others dare to fight.
Chen Zhengwei returned to the office, took out all the money from the cabinet, and distributed it to each person one by one. At this time, more than 3,000 yuan was distributed. Of course, 600 yuan of which would be used as housing expenses, he would send it to their families through the guild hall.
Chen Zhengwei left Li Xiwen behind and gave him thirty yuan.
This silly boy was lucky and didn't even get hurt. You must know that when fighting on the street, it does not depend on how good your boxing and kicking skills are.
No matter how strong you are, you may be hacked to death by an ax flying from nowhere.
"Senior brother, I..." Li Xiwen looked hesitant.
"Junior brother, have you been to Chinatown?" Chen Zhengwei asked directly.
Li Xiwen nodded, wondering why Chen Zhengwei mentioned this.
"In the eyes of those ghost guys, we Chinese are worse than dogs!"
"Look at what these people in Chinatown are doing. They bully their own people, traffic in people, and sell cigarettes. Tens of thousands of Chinese are in disarray. If this continues, in ten or twenty years, we Chinese will no longer have a foothold in San Francisco. Land!"
"So someone must change all this status quo. In order for all Chinese in the United States to no longer be oppressed, someone must lead the Chinese out and get back the status that we Chinese deserve."
Li Xiwen's expression began to change.
"So, Chinatown must have only one voice!" Chen Zhengwei continued.
"Tangs like Heshun Hall and Danshan Hall are meant to die. Even if they don't come today, I will kill them! Do you understand?"
Although Li Xiwen is young, he has a bit of a donkey temper and is soft-hearted.
Chen Zhengwei knew that just talking about money with someone like Li Xiwen might not be enough.
We have to talk about some ideals.
When it’s time to talk about money, talk about money; when it’s time to talk about ideals, talk about ideals; when it’s time to talk about righteousness, talk about righteousness.
Of course, he has the final say.
Li Xiwen was silent for a moment, and his eyes began to light up.
"Do you know why I told you this? Neither I nor anyone else said it." After seeing the change in his expression, Chen Zhengwei lit a cigarette and took a deep breath and asked.
"Why?"
"Because you are still full of energy, and now they just want to have enough food and clothing, and live well!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.
Because every young person has ambitions in his heart and has illusions about the world.
Even if they haven't read the book, they don't know so many truths.
Chen Zhengwei's last words suddenly sparked something in Li Xiwen's heart.
He smiled shyly, then took the thirty yuan from Chen Zhengwei's hand, counted it carefully, then found a piece of oil paper to wrap it up and put it close to his body.
He is all wet now and is afraid of getting the money wet.
Chen Zhengwei was in a good mood after taking care of his personal bodyguard.
The rain outside also began to stop gradually.
However, after Li Xiwen left, Chen Zhengwei calculated that his net worth was only more than 4,000 yuan, and his mood immediately became bad.
Fortunately, I should go to the clubhouse for a meeting tomorrow. By then, I can get the cigarette factory and the two grocery stores, which will add another amount of income.
