Italians are not very powerful in Vancouver's underworld. Quite simply, there are traditional white gangsters here, and Italians, themselves, are very small in Vancouver's population base. Nature can't make too much of a climate.
Basically, the underworld forces in Vancouver are divided into two parts. One is a white underworld organization, naturally the Hell's Angels are the biggest. But it's a pity that regarding this turmoil, Mr. Thorin, the boss of Hell's Angels, has adopted an evasive strategy... He is focusing on cleaning up. He didn't want to get involved in such a big riot in Vancouver, such a big gang riot, so instead of intervening in the whole process, he simply used the word "retire".
This strategy is pretty much the same one I take. I gave up almost the peripheral territory and brought back all the core members.
And Thorin did it more simply than me!
In the past, when there was any big commotion in the underworld, Sorin would still come forward, and with his leading position in the Canadian underworld, he would use his influence to suppress the riots below. This approach has always been very effective. But this time, I made a fuss too suddenly, turning the whole of Vancouver upside down almost overnight!
Underworld riots have become a huge social problem! In this case, there was also a police station bombing case! The underworld issue has been elevated to a "terrorist" issue.
In this way, don't say that Sorin doesn't want to intervene... Even if he wants to intervene, he dare not intervene!
He is now doing his best to clean up his crimes, and he is desperately trying to get the mainstream to consider and show his favor. In this case, Vancouver has become a basin of dirty water... He doesn't want to be blackened by this basin of dirty water, which he has finally wiped white.
So, these days, although Vancouver is turning upside down, he, Sorin, stays out of it. Even gave up a few pieces of territory in Vancouver.
The white and underworld forces in Vancouver, once Sorin retreated, the rest of the world would have nothing to do with it.
And another underworld organization in Vancouver that occupies most of the power... is immigrants from various countries.
The Chinese gang, the big circle. Vietnamese. Iranians, Indians, Arabs... The "multinational forces" composed of gangs from various countries account for more than 70% of the underworld forces in Vancouver.
And the Abetoni in front of him has a gang organization composed of Italians, which is also the so-called "Italian Mafia". Of course, it is just a small organization that is not popular.
An organization like his belongs to the white camp of the underworld in Vancouver, but the Canadian leader Hells Angels exists in the white camp. An organization like Abetoni can only be allocated a very small living space.
If the Italian mafia families in the United States are famous underworld aircraft carriers in the world... then the small mafia family led by Abetoni in front of me is not even a broken sampan.
He announced his name, and I immediately remembered that the restaurant I found by accident that night was a gang stronghold under Abetoni.
At the same time, the power of the Abetoni organization also passed in my mind immediately.
This guy is a drug dealer and also does a little bit of smuggling business, but the scale is not large, it's just a small business. There are less than thirty core members under him. Take control of a nightclub, also a low-class strip club.
To put it simply, when comparing my identities with his, he has to look up to me!
"Oh, Mr. Abetoni." With a calm face, I played with my fingers and said casually, "I don't think there is any friendship between us... What are you here today for?"
"Oh, Mr. Chen Yang. I believe in one sentence... Friendship can be established!" His tone was very polite, even with a touch of respect: "A few days ago, I think there was some misunderstanding between us... "
"Oh." I interrupted him and said lightly: "It was just a misunderstanding. Before I visited that restaurant at night, I didn't know it was your property. I went there for other things. I didn't target you means, you can rest assured."
"Of course!" Abetoni smiled, and when he grinned, he showed his white teeth: "I'm here today for friendship."
I was noncommittal and motioned for him to continue.
"Now the turmoil in Vancouver, I think it's coming to an end... Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Vietnamese are finished. Those Indians, Arabs, Iranians, they can't see the situation clearly, and they will be crippled by the police! I think , dear Mr. Chen Yang, if I read correctly, Vancouver will undergo a reshuffle... and after the reshuffle, I am afraid that on this road, you, Mr. Chen Yang, will have the final say in the future."
I still smiled and didn't speak.
I admit that I am very happy with his horse. But flattery is just flattery after all.
"Tell me why you are here, my time is precious." I said lukewarmly.
Don't say I'm arrogant, it's because I have the capital of arrogance!
"Cooperation." Abetoni didn't care about my cold attitude at all, but became more enthusiastic: "I hope to cooperate with you! You should understand a truth...cooperating with the strong is a fortune Buy and sell! And now, in the whole of Vancouver, you are the strongest!"
a wise man.
At least he can see the situation clearly and can predict that in the future in Vancouver, I am afraid that my family will dominate... His judgment is still very accurate.
"Cooperation?" I smiled.
Indeed, he is very smart, but it doesn't mean that I will definitely cooperate with him... After all, he is not the only smart person. After the turmoil subsides, everyone will be able to see our strength! When the time comes, who do I want to work with and what to do... Isn't it just a matter of one sentence
"I'm sorry." I said slowly with no expression on my face, "With all due respect... from my standpoint, I don't think your organization is capable of cooperating with me."
What I said was very cryptic, but he should be able to understand.
In a word... His organization is too weak, so small that I can almost ignore it. With the number of subordinates, territory, and strength he has... Even if he sent me to join me, I have to consider whether it is worth accepting...
cooperate? Only when the strength is close can we cooperate!
Have you ever seen that Microsoft will conduct business cooperation with the leather bag company that sells computer accessories on the side of the road?
"Oh... I think our cooperation will be very valuable!" Abetoni was not discouraged at all.
In fact, I know... this guy, he just wants to take advantage... He sees that Vancouver may be my world in the future... So, he wants to take a ride! Climb up a big tree!
But looking at his confident expression, it seems that he really has some confidence.
"Let me see the value of what you're saying." I said bluntly, "Mr. Abetoni, I'm a hospitable person...but my time is also valuable."
Damn, if it weren't for the fact that he is a visiting guest and has a very nice attitude, I would have kicked him out a long time ago...wasting my time! Qiao Qiao has been obsessed with shooting for the past two days, and now she ran to the back to find Xi Luo to help her practice marksmanship. Yan Di was the only one in the room... I also wanted to send this Italian away quickly while Qiao Qiao was away, and go back to meet with her Yan Di MM is alone for a while...
Seeing my impatience, Abetoni did not dare to keep it any longer.
"Mr. Chen Yang, I think you must be very interested in the conditions I proposed." He looked confident, and then said in a deep voice: "You know, I used to do some smuggling business... I even own a smuggling boat …But just a while ago, the pressure at sea was so great that the Coast Guard guys were chasing us like crazy... I had no choice but to sell the boat... As a result, you know what? , and in this case, I'll be approached very soon to buy my boat...and the people who are looking for me, I think you will be interested in them... "
"oh?"
"Of course!" Abetoni smiled and lowered his voice: "It's two Vietnamese..."
My eyes lit up, I sat up straight, and a smile appeared on my face.
"Oh, it's really interesting." I smiled, seeming to forget all my impatience just now, and pointed to the teacup in front of him: "Please drink tea, dear Mr. Abetoni... this is from China Premium tea!"
"Thank you." The guy had a sly face, coughed, and then continued: "I started to feel very strange... You know, now the Coast Guard is chasing everywhere like crazy, business is very difficult, so I sell the boat They were prepared to lose money when they were in the market. However, these Vietnamese people didn’t consider the price at all. They didn’t consider the price I offered, and they accepted it immediately... I think, even if I doubled the price at the beginning , most of them will accept it.”
"Then what?"
"Then..." Abetoni said with a smile: "I didn't come forward for that deal, but when I asked my younger brother to talk to them, I tested them... What makes me feel strange is that these guys who bought the boat, they didn't They don't understand the smuggling trade, they are completely laymen. It even makes me feel strange... They don't even have the common sense of sailing... So I can at least be sure of one thing: they bought my boat, definitely not for smuggling trade... Of course, it is even less likely to be used for fishing."
I lit a cigarette: "Go ahead."
"Sailing is not an easy game... At least some experienced sailors and crew are required! Otherwise, even if you are given a good boat, you will not be able to drive it." Abetoni laughed: "So, soon, I just found out that someone was recruiting sailors through some underground channels. Unfortunately, I found out that the ones who sent this news were the Vietnamese buyers who bought my boat." He deliberately paused, laughing Said: "I think this matter is a very good opportunity! Those damn Vietnamese, but they have caused me a lot of trouble... And, I think many people must be looking for these Vietnamese now, aren't they? They are looking for The purpose should be very clear...they want to leave Canada! And I think they are doing it very smartly...because if they find other smuggling boats and try to leave by boat, they will inevitably be found out, and if someone is smuggling trade Those captains bought eyeliner, and they can't escape... And at this time, I think everyone's eyes, not many people would think of paying attention to the sale of old ships... To be honest, it was also my luck. I met them … If it hadn’t been for me … I think these Vietnamese people would have bought a boat and fled without anyone noticing.”
indeed!
He was right!
Even though I guessed that the Vietnamese would run away from the sea, I just asked Captain Wick to help me keep an eye on the smuggling boats and stowaways coming in and out of the sea recently, and pay attention to whether there are suspicious people leaving by boat!
But I also ignored the "old boat sale" market!
I have to say, this Abetoni is really lucky!
"You know... I feel this is an opportunity... I think a lot of people are looking for these Vietnamese... So..." He smiled: "When they were looking for sailors, I immediately sent two of my men down They were all experienced sailors, so they were recruited soon... But after they were admitted, they never got in touch with me after they got on the ship. This once again proved my guess!
At first, I suspected that my two men might be killed by them... But I noticed that the Vietnamese did not send out any more information about recruiting sailors... So I judged that my two men were still working on the ship, but the Vietnamese obviously It limits their contact with the outside world. "
I sighed and frowned: "So... even you, now you can't know where the Vietnamese are?"
"No, no, no..." Abetoni shook his head like a rattle: "Of course I have a way to know! My dear Mr. Chen Yang... To be honest, if I don't know, how dare I come to you ? I'm afraid I was kicked out by you long ago."
He blinked and smiled: "You haven't run on the sea... You must not know that a ship sails on the vast sea... Oh, it's not the eighteenth century, you go to sea with a compass and a few nautical charts... Now there are More advanced technology! On my boat... there is a positioning system, which I paid a lot of money to ensure the safety of going to sea!"
He smiled and slowly spit out a few letters: "GPRS".
Then, the cunning Italian looked at me: "I think you must be interested in the news I bring, right... so... excuse me... I have won your friendship now Is it?"
"Of course!" Without hesitation, I stretched out my hand to him and said with a smile, "Mr. Abetoni, from now on, you are my friend!"
Da Ruan, Da Ruan... It seems that even God is helping me!