I didn't choose to deal with these two people with that kind of righteous "death without seeing blood". Instead, they were handed over to the hammer.
"Just clean your hands." This is my command to the hammer.
Although I understand why they betrayed, just like Tiger, they couldn't get a chance to develop under Ba Ye's hands, and finally took risks...
There is a saying that goes, "If people do not work for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them." Although the words are a bit extreme, objectively speaking, there is nothing wrong with people working hard for themselves. It's just that they shouldn't do it at the price of betraying their own brother.
Therefore, they must die.
Of course, for most of the brothers, they don't know what happened. For most people, these two traitors are good brothers who died in the raid to kill Da Ruan. With a swipe of my pen, I added their names to the pension list.
In Xiangtang tonight, I showed my toughness by slaying my enemies in public. And in the secret room, the execution of the traitor showed my justice.
It is true that toughness and fairness are necessary factors to be a boss.
"But it's not enough." After Leihu went back to the room disheveledly, the fat man took the initiative to stay this time: "You did a good job tonight, but it's not enough."
"It's not enough to make them give up those coveted thoughts in their hearts." The fat man smiled: "I said, your biggest weakness is that your foundation is too shallow, so no matter how tough you are, how fair you are, and how leadership you have, it will be difficult Get their approval."
"By 'they' you mean those big bosses in your family?"
The fat man sighed: "Actually, it's not very difficult for you to solve Leihu... The key is, after Leihu returns, can those big bosses really approve of you after listening to his report. Although who succeeds, who is the boss, Canada We should not intervene here. But as I said, in this world, the sky is big and the earth is big, and the interests are the biggest! Even if it breaks the head, there are people who dare to rush to do it! Indeed, from the point of view Actually, we shouldn't meddle in your affairs here...but..." Fatty said here, and smiled: "You can't reason with the underworld. The underworld is unreasonable, we only pay attention to means and strength."
I patted the fat man on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I understand."
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When I came back to the room at night, I didn't look very good. Which is normal because a few more people died tonight. Da Ruan, and those two traitors.
After all, I haven't practiced to the perverted level of killing without batting an eye... I'm still alone, a young man in his twenties. Even though I have experienced too much life and death, it is really difficult for me to remain indifferent in the face of killing people.
Especially, killing the traitor who was once his brother.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw Qiao Qiao wearing a nightgown, leaning against a chair in a very shapeless manner. Under the skirt of the nightgown, a pair of slender and plump thighs were exposed to the air, and they were raised high on the coffee table. . She held a bottle of body lotion in one hand, and then gently and evenly applied it to her legs...
Normally, this action would make me feel very attractive... After all, Jojo is very beautiful and sexy, her legs are very beautiful, slender, straight, round and firm, with delicate and smooth skin...
But today, I just glanced at her lightly, then walked to the sofa next to me and leaned back.
My expression was not good, and I sighed softly, Qiaoqiao looked up at me strangely: "What's wrong with you?"
I shook my head and said nothing. Qiao Qiao continued to ask: "What happened tonight? Someone came here tonight and told us not to go out of the room tonight..."
"Well, that's my arrangement." I nodded.
Indeed, we place incense in the mourning hall and kill people! I don't want the two girls to see that kind of scene. So I specially ordered people to come and guard here, not letting them go out.
"What happened? Seriously?"
"No." I shook my head and tried to smile, but the smile was a little tired: "Not only is it not serious, but it solved some problems that have troubled me for a long time."
"Ah... that's what..." Qiao Qiao wanted to ask again, but Yan Di had already walked out of the room. With a gentle face, she walked slowly to Qiao Qiao's side, and put her hands gently on her shoulders. With a slight smile on Yan Di's face, he said softly: "Okay, don't ask anymore. Xiao Wu must be very tired, you go in and wash your face, and I will apply medicine to you later."
Watching me get up to leave, Yan Di stopped Qiao Qiao from asking, and said in a low voice: "Look..." Following the direction of her finger, Qiao Qiao looked and saw a footprint on the floor at the door.
This footprint was left when I entered the door, only half of the sole of my foot, blurry... But it is obvious that this footprint is dark red!
"This...is blood?" Qiao Qiao frowned.
"Also, don't you think he smells bloody?" Yan Di sighed, "He must have done something tonight that we don't want us to know."
"Yan Di." Qiao Qiao sat up straight suddenly, with a rare wink expression on her face: "You... do you feel that Xiao Wu has changed a lot?"
Yan Di didn't care too much about this question, she just nodded casually, as if she didn't mind. Even her eyes are very clear, without the slightest trouble.
"I'm just a woman, and he's my man. When I knew him, he was never a man who walked in the light. Since I made up my mind to follow him, I had already made up my mind Prepare...even if one day he becomes a devil..." Yan Di smiled lightly, this soft-tempered girl, at this moment said in a tone that seemed to be understatement: "...then I am willing to be the devil's woman."
Looking at Yan Di, who was supposed to be weak, she was so firm this time... Even her firmness was not expressed in the way of gnashing her teeth and swearing, but in an understatement and casual tone, but it seemed that she What I have said is deep in the heart of the painting, and it is taken for granted.
Qiao Qiao looked at Yan Di in surprise, and then sighed softly.
…
Two big things happened the next day.
The first big event was the funeral of the once powerful leader of the underworld in Vancouver, Ba Ye, Fang Bazhi. I have to say that this time is a combination of Chinese and Western styles.
In the garage, we set up a white hall for guests to observe and worship. At the same time, according to the rules of Westerners, we bought a cemetery, which is a Western-style cemetery, simple and clear.
The door of the garage is covered with wreaths, curtains and the like. I was wearing a black suit with a small white flower on my chest that Yan Di personally tied at night.
And this day is undoubtedly a grand gathering among the gangsters in Vancouver!
Originally, the turmoil in the past two days has gradually subsided, and the police have focused all their attention on the Vietnamese. Today, outside the garage, it is almost full of high-end cars!
The underworld gangs in Vancouver, whether they are big gangs or small gangs, or Iranians, Arabs, Indians, or local whites, Italians... almost all the bosses who can come are here! The street outside is full of high-end cars.
These mafia bosses, with their bodyguards, walked into the mourning hall in the garage one by one, and according to our Chinese rules, they worshiped in front of the tablet of the Eighth Master. Whether they were Chinese or foreigners, they all came to offer incense one by one.
I stood aside and returned the gift as a family member.
In the end, Doug from the police also sent a representative. He sent the Chinese police officer Jeff.
The gang gathering this time was even bigger than the negotiation in the police station called by the police last time! People come more evenly!
Because... I sent a message.
Friends from the big circle are welcome to attend the funeral of Ba Ye.
The shallow line of my sentence is: If you choose to be friends with us, you come! Otherwise, you are not our friend!
The gangsters are not fools either. The Vietnamese have been wiped out, and now in the whole of Vancouver, under Sorin's order, the Hell's Angels have already retreated far away, unwilling to come here to dip into the muddy water.
Besides, other gangsters were suppressed miserably by the police before... So, who is the most powerful now
big circle!
Also, almost all the gangsters have been suppressed by the police all over again... but there are only big circles, and their strength is almost intact!
So, what does this situation mean
it goes without saying!
Jeff was wearing a police uniform, and he brought several police officers under him, all in straight police uniforms, and came in a police car. This guy was actually promoted. Behind his back, he told me in private that from now on, he can say the same thing about the police in Chinatown!
Of course, he also brought another message.
Another big thing that happened today.
Mr. Norton, resigned.
Now, Doug is officially in charge.
In fact, I have always been a little skeptical. Because Doug is not a policeman, he is only a special agent of the government, and he cannot be the chief of police. I later learned that a politician like him does not need to control the police force in Vancouver for a long time. He only needs to intervene in police affairs in the name of a special government agent and a committee within the police within a period of two to three years. At the same time, a new police officer will replace Norton. However, in Duanqi, it is impossible to compete with Doug for power.
As for two or three years later, Dao Ge, who has earned enough political achievements, can leave with glory. And Vancouver's brilliant achievements in rectifying the underworld will also leave a lot of glory for his career! These will be of great benefit to him in continuing to climb up in the future.
If he needs to make political achievements, he needs to let the underworld forces in Vancouver be under his supervision within two or three years. He needs to control the underworld forces in Vancouver. a spokesperson.
In other words, with Doug's cooperation, within two or three years, I have gained a huge protective umbrella in the police. As long as I don't do anything outrageous, the police won't bother me... Even, they will help me suppress my opponents.
After paying homage to Ba Ye, in front of many gangsters in Vancouver, Jeff in police uniform shook hands with me, and then said loudly: "Mr. Chen Yang, on behalf of the police, I thank you for your contribution to the law and order in Vancouver."
I smiled slightly: "The police and the people cooperate."
What I didn't know was that a reporter from a gossip tabloid sneaked in at the scene and quietly evaluated this sentence as one of the top ten most shameless speeches of the year...
After the funeral, some irrelevant guests left, and Officer Jeff naturally left as well. But none of the remaining gang leaders left.
In the mourning hall of the car repair yard, the wreaths have not been removed, and the curtains are still hanging on the wall, but the incense case is gone. In the huge mourning hall, I have asked someone to set up a long table and arranged a simple one. meeting place.
Then, I ordered all irrelevant people to go out. Let my men and the bodyguards of these big shots all retreat outside the door.
Everyone's face was calm, and they probably expected this kind of scene a long time ago.
Because everyone knows very well that today is No. 1's funeral in name. And actually...
It's my inauguration!
"Everyone, please sit down." I looked at the gangsters in Vancouver and pointed to the table in the mourning hall.
Everyone sat down quickly, and I did my part and sat in the top seat.
Fatty and Leihu were also invited by me to attend this meeting.
"These two are seniors in our big circle, and they came here specially from Asia." I introduced with a smile. No one has any reaction.
These people are the bosses of the gang, and the combined power in their hands accounts for more than 80% of the power of the Vancouver gang! Half of them I had met at the police station, and the other half I didn't know.
"Everyone, it's my honor to sit with you today." I smiled and said, "Baye has passed away, and I have been in charge of the affairs of the big circle recently. I am very young, if there is anything If it is not done well, please forgive me, seniors... "
Although I said such words with a smile on my face, everyone didn't show any contempt, but looked at me with guarded expressions.
Most of them do. Back then, it was at the police station, under the nose of that senior police officer Norton! Just because Aziz, the leader of the Iranian Gang, disrespected me, I beat him up on the spot! Later, Azizi's gang was raided by the police in 18 venues in one day! After Aziz came out of the hospital, he was transferred directly to the prison.
So, no one dares to despise me now!
"Mr. Chen Yang." It was Italian Abetoni who spoke. This guy still had braids in his braids, and said loudly in an exaggerated tone: "Now you are the head of the big circle. I think everyone will be willing to cooperate with you."
This guy was with me, and he was the first to support me. Others naturally have no opinion, anyway, everyone understands that I am the most powerful now!
"No no no." I smiled: "Dear Abetoni, my friend...you are wrong, I am not the head of the big circle." I stood up slowly, walked gently to the table, spread out Opening his hands, he smiled as he walked: "As you all know, when Ba Ye had an accident, I was only temporarily managing the affairs of the big circle as a last resort. But I am so young that I am not enough to take care of it. Such a heavy burden... Besides, with my qualifications, I am afraid there are still many people who will not accept me... "
Abetoni immediately said loudly: "No, no, no, I don't think anyone will dissatisfy you. You are a well-known figure in Vancouver now!" Many other people agreed.
I smiled and glanced at Leihu. This guy squinted his eyes and didn't speak.
On the contrary, there were two old Chinese men present, they were representatives of the Chinese Gang, and I had met both of them. The eyes of the two of them are much more complicated than those of the foreigners!
When I said that I was too young to take on important responsibilities, the two old men immediately seemed to have noticed something, and their eyes quietly turned around Leihu and Fatty!
Considering that these two people were sent by the Asian circle... If they only came to attend the funeral for the death of Ba Ye... If they simply attended the funeral, then this kind of meeting is obviously an internal affair of the Vancouver gang, so There is no need for them to attend the meeting! But they not only participated, but also sat beside me!
There are a lot of deep meanings worth pondering!
After all, they are Chinese, and only the Chinese can understand the internal struggle of the Chinese. Most of the foreigners can't understand it.
I noticed the abnormal eyes of the two old men of Huabang, and then I turned my gaze to them with a smile on my face.
The eyes of the two old men turned around me and Leihu... They understood that I was using my eyes to force them to express their views.
After hesitating for a while, one of the old men cleared his throat, and said slowly: "Chen Yang, originally it was inconvenient for us to talk about the internal affairs of your big circle. But we feel that although you are young, you are under the leadership of Ba Ye. At that time, standing made the most contribution, and now everyone has seen it, everyone in the big circle admires you, if you don’t sit in this position, who else will sit in?”
Leihu's face was a little ugly.
I smiled, and responded with a friendly smile to the old man who expressed his opinion: "Your old man is a senior. I just have the support of my brothers to calm the situation for the time being. Regarding who is in charge of the big circle now... In fact, today I invite everyone Come here, just to invite everyone to witness the new head of our big circle! Our new head must be old acquaintances with everyone here... "
I smiled, walked slowly to the side of the mourning hall, pushed open the door, and walked in.
Within a few moments, I walked out of it. I was pushing a wheelchair, and an old man was sitting in the wheelchair. He was about fifty years old, with a thin face and sharp eyes like an eagle! From the look in his eyes, it can be seen that this person must have a very hot temper...
I pushed the wheelchair out, and a small half of these Vancouver bigwigs present were stunned! The old men of the two Chinese gangs also seemed a little caught off guard.
Fatty Fang, who was sitting by the side, had a surprised expression on his face, and a strange brilliance in his eyes! Suddenly he jumped up, ran to me in two steps, and laughed loudly at the man in the wheelchair: "Aha! Old Qi! Damn, Chen Yang actually carried you out!!"
Uncle Qi was naturally sitting in the wheelchair.
At the beginning when I asked my brother Xiao Zhu to go out to do errands, in addition to asking him to go to Barrister Zhou Zhou, another task was to let him go to Uncle Seven! The task I gave him was to stay with Uncle Qi, protect and take care of his old man.
Xiao Zhu is a very clever young man. He persuaded Uncle Qi to hide and live in another place these days. And afterwards, I went to visit Seventh Uncle myself... I need him to come forward!
Just to deal with guys from the Asian circle like Leihu!
I still remember that when I went to find Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi didn't even ask me a question, but just replied to me directly: "I have already washed my hands in the golden basin."
Although Seventh Uncle has a fiery temper, he is not a fool.
By the way, the relationship between Seventh Uncle and Eighth Master is actually not as good as I thought it was when I first came to Canada! Now that I think about it, the two of them were so affectionate at the beginning, probably because there were people around them, and they made it on purpose.
Moreover, after the news of Ba Ye's death spread, Uncle Qi didn't come out to pay homage to Ba Ye!
Uncle Seven was also very calm about me looking for him. He didn't even ask how Ba Ye died! Just replied to my sentence: I have already washed my hands in the golden basin.
It can be seen that Seventh Uncle guessed my reason for coming.
I said to him at the time: "Uncle Qi, you brought me into the big circle! Now the big circle is in trouble, and I am a young man, and I can't control the scene! If you come forward at this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to do many things. !"
However, no matter how I moved my feelings, Uncle Qi just said: I have already washed my hands.
I was very helpless. But then, before I left, I said something: "Uncle Qi, I always thought you should be a very loyal person! Now that Master Ba is dead, although I can preside over the situation, people in Asia can Do you agree with me? If they don’t, what should I do? Is there anything I can do? I’m not here today to beg you for myself, I’m begging you for the future of so many brothers in my family! I’m not begging you to be my puppet …I beg you to come and be an umbrella for me! At least for now, if you are willing to come out, you can still let many brothers below shelter from the wind and rain under your umbrella!"
After saying these words, I lifted my leg and left, and at this moment, Uncle Qi behind me finally said, "Wait..."
…
Today, I pushed Uncle Qi in a wheelchair out and stood in front of everyone. Maybe everyone was just surprised, but they probably didn't expect that now that I was in power, I put an old guy who had lost his power a long time ago. Take the position of boss...
But only Leihu, his face was gloomy, and he looked at me with complicated eyes.
There was clearly a kind of frustration in his eyes!
Yes, you can say that my junior five is too young, you can say that my junior five is young, and my prestige is not enough to convince the public.
So, you can try to meddle in our internal affairs under the banner of authenticity...
However, now I have brought out Seventh Uncle! What else can you say
Speaking of qualifications? joke! In the entire Vancouver circle, who else has more seniority than Uncle Qi!
Maybe some people think that I don't need to push Uncle Qi out, what can Leihu do with me
Indeed, Leihu didn't do anything to me! But what about those big shots in the big Asian circle? I had to make a gesture to show them a face-saving compromise! At least, I need an excuse, an excuse for them, and an excuse for me! There's no way I'd fall out with them openly! The big circle features paratroopers! I need paratroopers! I need Asian support too! Because from a business point of view, the smuggling business and the source of income are inseparable from those in Asia!
Don't you want a senior person to be the boss? good! I will give you a senior one!
But, at least in terms of face, it is enough for everyone to get by.
The friendship between Uncle Qi and Fatty Fang is obviously very deep. They hugged each other, and then I pushed Uncle Qi to the front of the table.
At this moment, Uncle Qi gave Leihu a cold look, and said something in a low voice in Chinese: "Leihu, are you here to attend the funeral? Now that the work is done, you should watch it." , if you have nothing to do, you should go wherever you want, and remember not to stretch your claws indiscriminately in the future. Otherwise, we have been friends for many years, so don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."
Leihu's face suddenly became ugly, turning blue and white, as if he was about to have a seizure. But after Uncle Qi said these words, he turned his face away, not even a bird for this Thunder Fox.
I stood behind Seventh Uncle, I didn't show any expression on my face, but I loved Seventh Uncle to death in my heart.
This kind of words can only be said by a senior guy like Uncle Qi! No one else can tell! Moreover, Leihu can only listen to Uncle Seven's words like this!
Why
The Jiangshang in Vancouver was made by Uncle Qi and his gang! Of course, Uncle Qi spoke forcefully! In his words, "Leihu is a bird, in front of me, look how dare he fart!"
There are some things that I can't say, but I said it, for those big shots in Asia, it's called "the inferior offends the superior", and it is called "the younger generation disrespects the older generation"!
But Uncle Qi didn't have so many scruples, even if he was being rude to Leihu, the trouble was raging. For those big guys, it's just "a little conflict between the old brothers"...