The copper button in front of Chen Zhengwei looked at Chen Zhengwei, then at the Irish drunkards on the ground, hesitated and said:
"If they make a fuss, it will be very troublesome! Sir, I think you'd better convince them!"
The implication was to ask Chen Zhengwei to give them some compensation.
The Chinese are making trouble and no one cares. But the Irish are different. Even their captain is Irish.
"They won't cause trouble..." Chen Zhengwei smiled at him, then put the money into his hand and ordered the people around him: "Drag them into Chinatown!"
He still had to pay attention to the influence in the square, because there were many ghosts around.
But if dragged into Chinatown, these people would never appear again.
The people behind Chen Zhengwei immediately wanted to drag a few Irish ghosts into Chinatown. Those people were so frightened by the behavior of Chen Zhengwei and others that they became drunk and kept struggling.
Although the two copper hats did not understand Chen Zhengwei's words, they were shocked when they saw the actions of those people.
"No, no, come on, let me talk to them!"
The copper button made a gesture to another person in the distance, and the other person put down the gun reluctantly.
Chen Zhengwei waved his hand, and the people on his side also put down their guns.
"That's great... I believe we will become friends!" Chen Zhengwei patted him on the shoulder.
The copper button talked to a few Irish drunkards for a while, then stood up and said to Chen Zhengwei: "They swear to God that they will forget this matter."
"I actually don't care whether what they say is true or false!" Chen Zhengwei spread his hands with an indifferent look on his face.
It's the two copper buttons that you should be worried about.
Then he laughed and asked everyone to leave in a big way.
Several gunmen put their hands on their waists and stared at the two copper buttons while retreating. They didn't turn around and quickly follow Chen Zhengwei until they were dozens of meters away.
The other Chinese workers in the square also looked at this group of people silently.
Although they couldn't understand it, they could understand it, and they all felt relieved, and then began to whisper.
"They dare to fight even ghost guys, and nothing happens. Who are they?"
"Looking at their clothes, they are not ordinary people. They are different from us."
"Those ghost guys also have one head and two arms, and they have to give in when they encounter tough opponents..."
"Does anyone know where they came from?"
"Those clothes... seem to be from people over there on Sullivan Street..." Someone frowned and thought for a while and said, "A group of people came out over there on Sullivan Street, all dressed like this. They look a bit like..."
…
"Brother Wei, will they come to trouble us?" Chen Zhenghu asked.
Their clothes are still very conspicuous in Chinatown, and it is easy for people to come to their door.
"You think if this hadn't happened, they wouldn't have caused trouble?" Chen Zhengwei sneered.
"Besides, I'm really afraid that they won't cause trouble!"
"Weige, what do you mean?"
"It's probably time for the people in the Investigation Bureau to realize what they're doing. Don't treat them like fools!" Chen Zhengwei said.
He was wearing a gentleman's uniform when he killed several Irish gang members. Then he grabbed a batch of guns and shot down An Songtang.
Although the people in the Investigation Bureau are slow to get the news, they will react sooner or later.
After all, in Chinatown, there are not many people as brave as me.
Those Tangkou restaurants rarely leave Chinatown.
Chen Zhengwei was still a bit wrong. The response of the people in the Investigation Bureau was slower than he thought, and there was no news channel in Chinatown. Until now, he didn't know that An Songtang had been defeated by Chen Zhengwei.
Others also got the news late.
Lin Yuanshan was having lunch at home when a follower came over and said, "President, I just heard that something big happened."
"We'll talk about it later!" Lin Yuanshan didn't sit down in the side hall until he finished his meal. He asked the servant to make a cup of tea, and then asked, "What happened?"
"The man surnamed Chen killed Ansongtang... Fat guy Li and the master of Ansongtang are both dead!" Na Mazi quickly told the news he had just heard.
Lin Yuanshan accidentally knocked over the tea cup and his hand was burned red. However, he couldn't care less about the pain in his hand at this time.
"What did you say? Where did you hear it?"
"Chen...Director Chen defeated Ansongtang. Fat guy Li and the master of Ansongtang were both dead. It is said that hundreds of people died that day. The whole street was filled with the smell of blood. I just came from Sanyi Guild Hall. I heard it..."
"Is the news true?" Lin Yuanshan asked in surprise.
"Really, when the people in the Sanyi Guild Hall saw me, they thought my nose was not my nose or my face. I was shocked when I heard the news. I couldn't believe it! I asked several people and then ran to the tavern. After checking the neighborhood, Tavern Street and Sullivan Street are now Director Chen’s territory.”
Lin Yuanshan's follower said.
As for the reason why people from the Sanyi Guild Hall had this reaction, it was because Ansong Hall was originally founded by people from the Siyi Guild Hall.
They are the people of today's Sanyi Guild Hall plus Ningyang Guild Hall.
Chen Zhengwei killed Ansongtang, and the remaining members of Ansongtang escaped. They were all related to the people in Sanyi Guild Hall, so the news naturally spread.
Although fat guy Li Ye is dead, Chen Zhengwei is also from Ningyang Guild Hall!
As for the news that Lin Yuanshan has learned so far, it is because the people in the Ningyang Guild Hall are all following the fat man Li, and almost all of them are dead.
Since that day, Lin Yuanshan wished to stay away from Chen Zhengwei, and did not send anyone to inquire about Chen Zhengwei.
He originally thought that the fat man Li was an old man in Chinatown and his strength was not weak. I am afraid that he would often see the two fighting in the club.
But how could he have thought that fat man Li would have died just a few days ago? Even Ansongtang is gone?
"What a killer!" Lin Yuanshan couldn't help but said.
He knew that Chen Zhengwei was restless and cruel, but he never expected that Chen Zhengwei would be so cruel that even An Songtang would fall into his hands so quickly.
"When did it happen?"
"Three nights ago!"
After being surprised, Lin Yuanshan thought of something again, and then his expression started to look weird, and finally he showed a smile: "No wonder Mr. Wu was in a bad mood yesterday!"
He estimated that Wu Shiying should have a headache now.
As he thought, Wu Shiying now had a splitting headache.
He originally wanted Fat Guy Li to fight Chen Zhengwei, but he didn't expect Fat Guy Li to be so useless and was killed directly.
Now even Ansongtang is gone, which makes him angry, frightened, and afraid.
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Another day later, in the prison of the Investigation Bureau, Michael looked at Niu Wei who was imprisoned in the prison and said, "The people in Ansongtang haven't handed over the person yet. It seems that you are not important at all in their eyes."
Niu Wei didn't understand what he was talking about at all. He gave him a cold look and said angrily: "It's full of bird songs!"
Then he turned around and continued to sleep in the withered grass.
Michael turned to the people in the prison and said: "Bring those people in the prison in and greet them well!"
After a while, several prisoners who were 1.8 meters tall, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, and looked fierce were sent into Niu Wei's cell.
Michael then turned around and left, calling his men with an unhappy expression:
"Call the others and follow me to Chinatown!"
Several days passed, and An Songtang neither handed over the person nor sent anyone to contact him.
It made him feel that he was despised by An Songtang, who did not take his words to heart at all.
