At noon the next day, on the street in front of the largest Chinese restaurant in the Chinatown area of Chinatown, this is the site of the largest Chinese gang "Nanyang Association" in the entire Chinatown, and this restaurant belongs to them industry.
At noon, a black car suddenly drove over from the east side of the street, like a wild horse, and rushed to the door of the restaurant. , Two or three hooded, thin men got out of the car, holding a bucket in their hands, and without any explanation, they splashed towards the door of the restaurant...
Wow!
A strong stench of blood immediately permeated the air. Amidst the horrified screams of the surrounding people, the two men yelled a few words in Vietnamese: "Chinese, this is just the beginning of revenge!"
Immediately, they got into the car and left quickly.
At that time, someone called the police and wrote down the license plate number of the car, but after the police checked, the car was reported lost by the owner an hour before the incident.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, near the Indian block, an attack occurred.
There is a construction company run by Indians here, but it is actually a gangster. Indian gangsters use it here to launder their money. At three o'clock in the afternoon, when a person in charge of the company walked out of the gate surrounded by several subordinates, a car suddenly flew by around him.
In the car, several people in Arab attire, robes, headscarves, and hooded faces held guns in their hands. When the car was speeding past, there was a burst of gunfire. The bullets shattered the surrounding cars, walls, and glass like raindrops. The Indian, surrounded by his men, hid behind a dustbin. By the time they rushed out, the car had disappeared without a trace.
At six o'clock in the evening, a few Iranians fled to the site that originally belonged to the Vietnamese gang. As a result, they had just passed a street when they were dragged into a box with their heads covered. They couldn't help but beat them violently. People warned them in Chinese: "Now this site is taken over by our Huabang! Don't come here in the future!"
At 4 o'clock in the morning, in a place where Vietnamese immigrants live together, someone called the police and said that a car bomb was found here. As a result, the police blocked the road and finally ruled out the danger. It was a false alarm. Just when the police were about to close the team , a trash can less than 500 meters away from the scene of the incident was blown into the sky in a loud noise...
After dawn, the underworld in Vancouver is in chaos!
The Arabs started to trouble the Chinese gang, and the Chinese gang started to find the Vietnamese, and the Indians found someone to threaten the Arabs, accusing them of suddenly turning their backs...
And the police are even more busy. On the one hand, they are looking for the person who reported the false alarm, and looking for the bomb that was placed in the trash can. At the beginning, the heads of several gangs were invited to drink tea, but some went, and some did not.
In the afternoon, the Arabs and Indians were the first to fight.
The Indian gang sent people to avenge the looting and attack. They sent people to throw a tear gas bomb into a restaurant controlled by Arabs. As a result, they acted slowly and were caught, and the Arabs were beaten half to death. Immediately triggered a small-scale Rush between the two sides. On one street, a fifteen-minute shootout broke out. The police sent three teams to cordon off the place. At the same time, the leaders of several gangs in India and several Arab leaders were forcibly summoned into the police station.
There was not much movement in the Huabang, but the Iranians provoked a few times later, and the Huabang was patient, but someone underneath clashed with the Iranians, wounding seven or eight of them.
This is the second day.
By the third day, things expanded.
Almost overnight, on the long Hastings Street, the siren of the police car rang all night! At the beginning, a house caught fire, and the fire spread rapidly. When the firefighters arrived at the scene, they discovered that the burned items actually included 20 kilograms of drugs!
And in this house, there were more than a dozen drug addicts, all of whom were arrested. After that, several gangsters began to talk about each other. Coupled with the friction from the previous day, after dawn, the fight officially started!
In just one day, the police stations in various districts of Vancouver were almost overcrowded. Walking into the police stations, they were all men who were not well-dressed and were being handcuffed and detained, and half of them were wounded.
The cells in the police station are almost overwhelmed.
Under such circumstances, the police are anxiously looking for the leaders of the major gangs, asking them to restrain themselves, ordering them to cease fire...
Even, the police used some tough methods to arrest a few bosses of gangsters... As a result, someone provoked it, and hundreds of people gathered downstairs in the police station to demonstrate, strongly demanding that the police release them... Even several newspapers and TV stations in Vancouver They all made reports, and in the end, even reporters from NBC and CNN came.
What started as a small friction has turned into a big one... and the most blundering thing for the police is that they should not "invite" the bosses of the gangsters back.
Once the people below lose their leader, once they become chaotic... plus someone secretly provokes and fuels the flames, it will be difficult to deal with it.
In the end, it turned into a land grab!
After the Vietnamese shrank and hid, they left behind a piece of land, a few blocks, in the eyes of various gangs, it is undoubtedly a piece of fat! But because of the previous deterrence of the Vietnamese, no one dared to touch this territory for the time being. Coupled with the existence of our large circle, they seem to know that sooner or later we will have a big fight with the Vietnamese, and it may not be necessary to take over the territory now. Can get benefits.
But when things get chaotic and things get chaotic and out of control, people are not so calm.
After all, gangs are always gangs, without strict discipline and organization, it is impossible to act as rigorously as the army. Once the people below are splashing, the boss above may not be able to restrain them!
Soon, the territory left by the Vietnamese began to be encroached on, and several gangsters fought with each other during the period.
As for our large circle of sites, after I recalled many brothers from outside, the control power on some sites will naturally be significantly weakened. At this time, everyone's eyes are red, and it is inevitable that someone will come to find trouble.
The core members of the real big circle were all ordered by me not to go out in the garage. The outside venues and sites were guarded by those peripheral personnel. Soon, we went to one venue after another.
At the beginning, the other party was still restrained, just trying to see how we react. But seeing that we didn't make any moves, they probably thought that the big circle was blown away this time, and they didn't dare to stand out. So they blatantly grabbed the site.
For the police, almost all police officers have canceled their vacations, and the number of patrol cars on the street has also doubled.
The most important thing is that the deteriorating security situation has led many democratic groups to gather in front of the city hall to protest and demonstrate every day, which has also dispersed some police forces to maintain order...
A long time later, an old gangster once said such a sentence: "I have been in Vancouver for half my life. Except for the time when the big circle just landed in Canada, I have never seen Vancouver become so chaotic." Kind of like."
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"Xiao Wu, have a drink?" Xi Luo handed me a bottle of water.
Instead of drinking it, I poured it on my head and wiped my face vigorously.
I smeared some black shoe polish on my face, which smeared my face, and then I tore off the turban I was wearing on my head and threw it on the ground - a typical Arabian attire.
The poor-quality shoe polish stings my skin, and it hurts a little, but I don't care about this little thing.
"How much dog blood is there?" I glanced at Ciro.
"It's used up." Shiro smiled wryly. His face was also black and white: "We don't need to go to the Huabang to pour dog blood?"
"Well, it's almost there." I smiled, took a towel to wipe my face, and walked outside. A few brothers were sitting there cleaning their guns, and someone was trying to write some questions, stroke by stroke, in a crooked way.
"Xiao Wu, do you think my writing looks like a Vietnamese note?"
I glanced at it and said with a smile: "Well, yes, you wrote it a little bit scribbled, otherwise it would be a deliberate drawing. Tonight, throw this thing in the old lair of Ah San in India."
This is a piece of cowhide, on which I asked him to write two curse words and threats in Vietnamese.
"I think the heat is about the same." Xi Luo looked at me with a smile.
Thinking of our misbehavior in the past few days, Xi Luo couldn't help laughing. I looked at him and wiped off a little bit of black oil on his nose with my hands. Looking at Xi Luo's young and impulsive face, I couldn't help but have some weird thoughts in my heart.
Obviously this kid is one year older than me, but every time I'm with him, I always feel like he's my younger brother.
I patted him on the shoulder: "It's almost there, I think the police can't bear it anymore."
"The policeman named Jeff is going crazy. How many times has he called you in the past few days! You don't answer... The police went to the garage many times, but this time we didn't do anything, The police don’t dare to force their way in to find you anymore. Our lawyers are almost living in the police station now, and they have mushrooms with them every day... Hehe, the lawyer that Xiaozhu found is really good, even the police chief looks at him now. Dodge and go."