"My losses are greater than yours. I haven't even settled the debt between Lan Yarong and Fanshu yet!" Dayan Chang became furious when he heard Chen Zhengwei's words and slapped the table angrily.
In fact, he was embarrassed to say that at that time, Chen Zhengwei had only twenty or thirty people under his command. How could he lose dozens of people?
But it was so embarrassing that he just swallowed it. But he didn't say it, and other people actually knew it.
"They deserve to die! You're lucky, I didn't find you that day, otherwise you would still be sitting here talking to me!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.
"Son of a bitch! What did you say?" Dayan Chang said angrily, slapping the table.
"Not convinced? Go back and call the troops to fight now!" Chen Zhengwei sneered and stood up directly.
Da Yanchang's expression changed slightly. He was just pretending to be tough for the sake of face.
He really didn't dare to lead people to fight Chen Zhengwei now.
But at this time, Gou Gen patted the table and said, "Just fight. Do you think our Sanhetang is afraid of you? I want to see how many people you can fight!"
"Your name is Gougen? So your lower body looks like a dog?" Chen Zhengwei said sarcastically, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and he had an impulse in his heart to just take out his gun and kill all these people.
Chen Zhengwei really guessed it right, the name of Gou Gen really came out like this.
Seeing the tense situation in the field, Lao Guidong opened his mouth to smooth things over: "Don't say a word to anyone, don't get so angry!"
"What's the use of fighting and killing? Everyone is just trying to make a living, there's no need to act out of anger!"
Then Lao Guidong glanced at Chen Zhengwei: "It's a good thing to be young and energetic, but you can't be too angry!"
"What do you call young people when they are not angry? Are they the same as you old guys? You are almost out of breath!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.
Lao Guidong's face darkened, and he felt in his heart that Chen Zhengwei, this bastard, was simply incompetent and had a bad temper.
"Okay, stop arguing!" Uncle Quan, who was sitting in the middle, said.
When he spoke, Lao Guidong, Gou Gen, Dayan Chang and others finally sat down and stopped talking.
Uncle Quan glanced at everyone, looked at Chen Zhengwei emphatically, and said, "It's no fun for Chinese to fight Chinese. You all suffered losses from what happened before, so it's over."
"Do you have any objection?"
Chen Zhengwei spread his hands with a sneer on his face.
He really wasn't planning to fight for the time being, as he only had less than a hundred people under his command, all of whom were blood relatives.
No matter how high their morale is, they can't handle such casualties.
He needs some time to recruit and train his staff.
Although the people he has now have guns in their hands, their marksmanship is poor and they need time to train.
Chen Zhengwei didn't say anything, so the others naturally had no objections.
Dayan Chang didn't want to fight in the first place. Gou Gen and Lao Guidong both knew that Gou Gen was just helping Dayan Chang stand up.
Regardless of how noisy he was, it would be another matter if he actually provided money and people to help Da Yanchang.
"Then that's it!" Uncle Quan continued:
"Brothers will also fight, let alone cousins. Although we are not brothers here, we are all Chinese. It is normal for different cousins to have some friction for their own interests.
If you want to fight, you can. But don't move the gun! "Uncle Quan kept looking at Chen Zhengwei when he spoke, and these words were directed at Chen Zhengwei.
"Our biggest problem is not the people here, nor the people in Chinatown. It's the ghosts."
"Actually, in the earliest days of these gangs in Chinatown, the Chinese faced bullying from ghost guys and hugged each other to keep each other warm."
"We should unite and speak out unanimously!"
"So this rule will be settled from now on! No guns are allowed to be used in the fights between the various gangs. If anyone violates it, all the gangs in Chinatown will attack together. Even if there are hundreds of guns, can they beat more than a dozen gangs in Chinatown?"
Although Uncle Quan's voice was not loud and his tone was not serious, it was extremely powerful.
"You don't have any objections, right?" Uncle Quan looked at Chen Zhengwei and said.
"I agree! I have no objection at all!" Chen Zhengwei crossed his legs and said with a relaxed smile.
He is not a member of the church, and he has no plans to establish a church.
So...what do your court rules have to do with me?
But others didn't think so, they just thought that Uncle Quan and Hong Shuntang came forward to suppress him.
Seeing that Chen Zhengwei agreed, Uncle Quan nodded: "As long as you all agree! I will meet with other people in the hall later and inform them of this matter!"
He came here this time just for Chen Zhengwei.
He and Lao Guidong had the same idea. Chen Zhengwei was impoverished before, so naturally he acted unscrupulously and cruelly.
Now that he has a territory and is no longer as poor as before, it's time to put on a rope.
Now that I see Chen Zhengwei actually agreeing, I know that he understands this truth.
"Okay, let's talk. I won't be sitting here with this old bone. After a while, my waist started to hurt!" After solving the matter, Uncle Quan didn't stay any longer, got up and left with the people. .
"Is there anything else?" Chen Zhengwei glanced at the others with a smile, especially at Da Yanchang, and then got up and went downstairs.
"Brother Wei! Is everything okay?" Chen Zhenghu saw Chen Zhengwei going downstairs and followed him.
"A bunch of old guys with half their feet in the coffin want to crush me!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.
When he turned back, he helped them put the other half of his foot in, and then nailed the coffin to them.
"Brother Wei, is it really like what they said, we won't need guns anymore?" Aaron asked in a low voice after thinking for a long time.
He felt that Chen Zhengwei had been tricked.
There are often hundreds of people in those halls. For example, there are more than 800 ax boys in Hongshun Hall.
There are less than a hundred of them. If they don't use guns, what's the difference between them and tying their hands and feet?
There is also the nonsense that Chinese people don’t fight against Chinese people. Those gangsters deceived piglets in China and sold them to them, but they were not merciless at all when they deceived the Chinese people.
"What does it have to do with us? He said Tangkou, are we Tangkou?" Chen Zhengwei asked in surprise.
Aaron and Li Xiwen both looked stunned.
"And his rules are useless, my rules are the rules!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.
"Next, recruit me some troops! At least 300 people will be recruited first."
When he had enough men and horses and trained a group of gunmen, he would wipe out these gangsters.
A bunch of old guys still want to set rules for him?
…
After returning to the casino, after seven o'clock in the evening, the junior brothers from the martial arts school came over after work, eleven in total.
After Chen Zhengwei got the news, he asked Li Xiwen to bring them over.
In fact, as soon as everyone arrived on this street, they saw young men in black suits everywhere, and this was especially true in the casino. There were also many young women in their twenties in the casino, so they couldn't take their eyes away. .
In this Chinatown, even seeing a sow looks pretty.
When I was taken to Chen Zhengwei's office, I saw a young and good-looking girl pressing Chen Zhengwei's shoulders.
I will inevitably feel envious in my heart, this Junior Brother Chen really knows how to enjoy it.
It also made them quite excited.
This is how people live like Chen Zhengwei.
When Chen Zhengwei saw everyone's expressions, he patted the back of Wan Yun's hand, then stood up, opened his arms, and laughed loudly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Come on, I'll show you around and then go eat!"
"Master Wei!"
"Weige!"
When people in the casino saw Chen Zhengwei coming out, they all spoke.
"This casino is mine... how about it?" Chen Zhengwei said as he led the crowd.
"Master Wei!" A woman from a prostitute on the street looked over at Chen Zhengwei from the window and greeted him.
Chen Zhengwei nodded with a smile, and then said:
"This brothel is mine too... there are two more on the other street. I will arrange for you to go there for entertainment in the evening!"
Chen Zhengwei took everyone around Sullivan Street and then came to Tavern Street, which was even more prosperous.
Casinos, restaurants, brothels, and various other shops can be seen everywhere on both sides.
Although there had just been a bloody battle here, after two days, the place returned to calm, and there were many people who came to have fun at night.
It’s just that the opium den is gone and the number of customers has decreased.
"Weige!"
"Master Wei!"
"Mr. Chen!"
Whether it was the horse boys on the street, the women in the brothels, or the owners of the shops on both sides, they all greeted Chen Zhengwei respectfully when they saw him.
"What you have seen and what you have not seen..." Chen Zhengwei opened his arms and said with a smile, "They are all mine!"
When Chen Zhengwei spoke, his expression was high-spirited and a bit arrogant.
