With Seventh Uncle sitting in charge, I saw Leihu's suffocated expression, and I felt so happy! This guy came to Canada wearing the hat of an imperial envoy...
The point is, the words "imperial envoy" must be put in quotation marks. Because fundamentally speaking, we and they can no longer be regarded as members of an organization. Even if he is really an imperial envoy, he has no reason to tell me what to do if he comes down with Shangfang's sword.
At least there is no reason for the minister of country A to go to country B to enforce the law. But Leihu took the position of a veteran, a "senior" in the name, and I can't insist on singing against him.
I pushed Uncle Qi out, and I just let the old guys do whatever they want.
Fang Dahai, the fat man, also came back and sat down, but behind Leihu, he quietly gave me a thumbs up, which meant that I played beautifully with this hand.
I pushed Uncle Seven to the top of the conference table, and I moved my own chair a little so that Uncle Seven sat on the main seat. This shows that the big circle is now respected by the seventh uncle.
Although the bosses of many gangs below found it strange that I behaved like this, it was our family business after all, so they didn't say anything. I coughed and said softly to Uncle Qi: "Uncle Qi, then I'll start."
Uncle Qi smiled, nodded, and said nothing.
He knew very well in his heart that I pushed him out just as a shield to deal with guys like Leihu. The one who really holds the power is me. Uncle Qi is getting old, paralyzed and sitting in a wheelchair, and has faded out for a few years, so it is impossible to argue with me.
"Everyone..." I had a smile on my face, but the smile was very flat: "Today, most of my colleagues in Vancouver are gathered here. It is a rare and good opportunity for us." I said slowly. Huan said: "Too many unpleasant things have happened a while ago, and too many disturbances have occurred. Whether it is the police or everyone here, they have suffered huge losses. It can be said that the entire road in Vancouver is now , it’s all in a mess!”
I spoke slowly while looking at the people below. No one interrupted me, but they all looked at me blankly, not knowing what I meant.
"Chaos is not a good phenomenon." I shrugged my shoulders, raised my fingers, and looked at them: "I know, now it is difficult to figure out who is responsible for how this dispute and riot started. Wrong. Until today, I think the detention room in the police station is full of our people, and everyone here, these days, the police’s vigorous anti-crime operation has caused everyone’s business to suffer huge Loss! Whether it is manpower or money...of course, there is also territory."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Finally someone asked me a question. The one who spoke was a dark-skinned man in a dark striped suit, a typical Asian Indian.
"What I want to say is... peace." I smiled: "Everyone has been fighting for so many days, I think it should be enough. Today, I hope to take this opportunity to let everyone sit here , talk about the matter clearly, and then..." I pointed to the door: "After leaving this door, I hope that starting today, there will be no more fights on the streets of Vancouver."
"FUCK!" A white man stood up immediately, stared at me and said loudly: "HOLY MOTHER OF GOD! Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to ask everyone here to listen to you?"
I took a look at him and recognized him. This man's name is "Bill". I remember the last time I was in the police station, he had a good relationship with Norton. Thinking about it, he used to be a guy with considerable backing in the police.
The local white gangsters here have always looked down on us new immigrants from outside. Now that I say something like this, some people will naturally be upset.
I was not angry, and gave him a cold look: "Mr. Bill, I can answer your first question first: I am Xiaowu in the big circle. If you don't know me yet... I think I will soon Let you leave a deep impression!" I said this sentence unhurriedly, seemingly calm, and there was even a smile on the corner of my mouth... But thinking of my habit of doing things, this Bill's expression froze suddenly, and his eyes froze. Some dodge.
"I can answer your second question, that is, why do you listen to me?" I simply leaned back, and the chair also moved back, and suddenly I raised my feet up high On the table, he looked at him coldly, and said proudly: "Because I know that if you don't stop to negotiate and continue to fight like this, within three days, the police will lead to a larger-scale anti-crime operation! At the same time ... Also because I have the biggest fist now! The strongest person has the power to issue orders... Are you satisfied with my answer?"
Bill had a complex expression on his face. I could see that he wanted to get angry, but he was a little afraid. His former backer should be Norton, but now Norton has fallen, and the gang under him is not too powerful. The most powerful real white gang is naturally the Hells Angels, and he is just eating leftovers with the Hells Angels.
After hesitating for a while, the inherent pride of white people still prevailed. He snorted, looked at me, and said loudly: "I came to Mr. Fang's funeral today out of politeness. Don't think I'm afraid. Vancouver Always Vancouver! Not for you yellow monkeys!"
After speaking, he strode out towards the door with his head held high.
I didn't stop, I didn't even move my ass. When Bill strode out, I looked at everyone present at the same time: "Anyone else wants to leave, why not let me know now."
After hesitating for a while, the boss of a small gang who was closer to Bill on weekdays also stood up, and another Iranian also stood up.
I whistled and looked at them with a smile: "OK, if you two want to leave, I have no objection at all."
When these words came out, five or six people stood up immediately, all of them were big bosses, and some people looked at me and muttered: "Young man, don't be too arrogant, otherwise, you will die in an ugly way." of."
Regarding this statement, I just smiled lightly: "Arrogance is because of the capital of arrogance. Only those who are arrogant without capital will die in an ugly way."
Seeing these people get up and leave their seats and walk towards the door, I sighed softly, and said slowly: "Leaving this room is to declare that you will stand on the hostile position of the big circle. Have you thought it through clearly?" ?”
My words made some people hesitate... After all, the name of Daquan is still here! The strength of the big circle is even more frightening!
What does the big circle represent? On the underworld in North America, the big circle represents "bloody", "tough" and "cruel"!
Some people stood still, and some people were still unmoved by me, pushed the door and walked out. I sighed in my heart, it seems that I am still young after all, people usually look down on young people. And Uncle Qi... He can only deal with Leihu strategically. But for these gangsters... a crippled old man who has retired for several years and lives in a dilapidated car wash shop can't calm them down.
A few people were frightened by my last threatening words. Although they stood up, they stood there in a daze, neither walking nor retreating.
I looked at them with a smile on my face: "If you guys don't want to leave for the time being, why don't you sit down and listen to me, OK?"
After giving them a step, these people finally came back and sat down.
I looked at the people around the table, and there were only eleven left.
Among these eleven people, apart from me, Seventh Uncle, Leihu and Fatty, there are a total of seven people from other gangs. Among the seven gangs, two belong to the Huabang, one is Italian Abetoni, and the remaining four are Arabs, one is white, and the other two are Indians.
"Everyone, you will be happy for the correct decision you left." I smiled, then sat up straight suddenly, stood up from the chair, and then walked to the back of the table near the wall. This was originally a curtain, I slowly unwrapped the rope, and let down a thick roll of cloth...
This is not a curtain, but a huge map!
"Everyone, everyone must be familiar with it. This is the map of Vancouver." I smiled, slowly pushed half a step away, and stood beside the map.
This is indeed a large map of downtown Vancouver. But it was painted into pieces by me with different eye colors. What's more, the color I put on that small piece was all pasted on by me with different colored paper later.
"Mr. Chen Yang, what do you mean?" After all, Abetoni was with me, so he quickly opened his mouth to divert the topic.
"Everyone has seen these colorful things on it." I pursed my lips and smiled: "This is a map of the underworld forces in the entire Vancouver that I specially drew! Every gentleman here can find their own on the map." Site." I glanced at the Italian: "Mr. Abetoni, I remember your site is on St. Louise Street, right? Look, it's here..." I found the block on the map, above I marked it in green: "Look, these greens represent your power. Now it seems that the green area is only limited to the neighborhood of St. Louis."
Having said that, I added a sentence: "Of course, in view of the recent chaos in Vancouver, many underworld sites have changed hands, and everyone is fighting and killing each other to compete for resources... So, I drew it. This map is not the current real-time map, but a month ago, that is, the 'before war' of the Vancouver riots, the sphere of influence of various gangs in Vancouver."
Everyone was at a loss, these foreign devils didn't quite understand what I meant.
"OK, or we can talk directly." I pointed to a large black area on the lower left of the map: "Everyone, everyone in this area should know that there are many restaurants on this site, there are Nightclubs and bars, this is a very nice area... But before, this place belonged to our lovely brothers Da Ruan and Xiao Ruan... Yes, this was originally the territory of the Vietnamese."
No one spoke, everyone just looked at the map, then at me.
I remained calm, tore off the black piece of paper on the map, took out a cigarette from my pocket, lit it, and at the same time burned the large piece of black paper in my hand with a lighter, and threw it on the ground. on the ground.
I made a slight eye circle, and I smiled lightly: "However, I think our big Mr. Ruan Xiaoruan doesn't need this land anymore, am I right?"
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After being silent for a while, the Indian spoke. Indians have always had some conflicts with Vietnamese. The Indian gangster hesitated for a moment, and said slowly in extremely blunt English: "You are right, but, although the police now They are attacking the Vietnamese, but God knows whether Da Ruan will come back after a while. You know, in history, the Vietnamese have also suffered major blows, but they will make a comeback not long after. "
I smiled, tilted my forehead lightly, and said, "Oh, you are right, this is indeed something to worry about. But..."
I grinned and took a deep look at him: "You are Mr. Jaid, right? Thank you for your reminder, it was my mistake, because there is an important thing, I think I forgot to tell everyone here " I smiled calmly and calmly, and said slowly: "My dear Mr. Da Ruan and I have met and talked once, and we had a thorough negotiation... and the result of the negotiation is that Mr. Da Ruan, under my persuasion, He has given up all his interests in Vancouver! In other words, we don’t have to worry about Mr. Da Ruan and his men making a comeback in the future.”
After a pause, I looked at everyone: "If you don't believe me, I can let him tell you." I shouted loudly: "Hammer, go and bring Mr. Da Ruan in."
When this was said, everyone was surprised! Some people couldn't help whispering to each other, especially the two elders of the Huabang. Huabang was the most bullied by the Vietnamese in the past. When they heard that Da Ruan was with me, they couldn't help but change their colors! But more people are surprised, now that Da Ruan is wanted by the police, why would he hide with me? !
A moment later, a tall man with a big hammer came in from the outside. This guy looked indifferent, dragging a tray with both hands. There was a piece of red cloth on top and something covered underneath. He walked up to me expressionlessly and put the tray on the table. on the table…
Many people have changed color! Because from the strong smell of blood, they had guessed that there might not be anything good on this plate!
Sure enough, I gently lifted the red cloth, revealing a human head underneath! Next to it is a dagger.
The head was big Ruan's, with drooping eyelids, blood stained on the head, hair sticking together in tufts, and the incision on the neck was even more bloody!
Although these people here are all villains who are used to murder and arson, but seeing this kind of thing, some people can't help but change their colors! Especially after seeing the face of this human head clearly, everyone looked at me like a devil!
Of course, except for the Italian Abetoni.
Da Ruan has been in Vancouver for 20 years, killing people like hemp, with vicious methods, powerful and arrogance! Among the people here, I am afraid that half of them have suffered from him! The Vietnamese have a bad reputation...but today his head was put on the table by my subordinates!
Now at least everyone understands: the famous Da Ruan died at my hands!
I looked as usual, even with a smile on my face, I gently picked up the dagger next to the head, gestured in my hand, and then smiled: "I forgot to say, the methods I usually use to persuade people are very effective! So, everyone can rest assured now, because Mr. Da Ruan has handed over everything he has to me, including his life. Then, in the future, you don’t have to worry about him coming back.”
No one speaks! To be exact, everyone looks at me with awe in their eyes now!
"In the whole of Vancouver, in my opinion, there are a total of nineteen gangs that can occupy one territory and become their own power. Of course, this calculation method excludes those low-level gangsters who live on the streets. So , I used a total of nineteen colors on this map to mark the territory of each organization." I sighed deliberately: "But it's a pity that I only managed to invite ten people who came to the funeral of Lord Baba today. The six gentlemen, and the other three may be because my face is not big enough, and I didn't appreciate it."
It's very clear in my invitation, all those who come are friends... If you don't come, then you are not friends!
On this road, either a friend or an enemy!
With a calm face, without even a trace of anger on my face, I took off three pieces of colored paper from the map, threw them on the ground, and sighed: "I think I will spend some time in these two days to find this The three gentlemen talked... Since they can't show their face, I have to pay a visit..." After a pause, I slowly smiled word by word: "No, I will try to persuade them and give up. These three lands are gone. So... Now these three lands, I don’t think there are any owners.”
I deliberately bit the word "persuasion" very hard, and everyone present understood what I meant, and many people's eyes could not help but shudder!
No one doubts the validity of my words!
Even the domineering Da Ruan was killed by me, what are these three guys? !
"Next, it's my dear Mr. Bill." I sighed again: "At first, I respected my dear Mr. Bill very much, because he was an old friend of Mr. Norton. But just now, as everyone saw, it was he who didn't Give me face. I am a person who always cares about face. If others don’t give me face, then I have no choice but to not give him face. More importantly, some of his inappropriate words really hurt me Heart... Alas, he actually said I was a yellow monkey... God, this kind of racism is what I hate the most! Racism is not a good habit."
I remained calm, and took off the color representing Bill's territory from the map, and said slowly as if casually: "Some mistakes can be forgiven, but some mistakes must be punished."
Throwing the paper on the ground casually, I smiled at everyone and said softly: "Don't worry, everyone, I will have a good talk with Mr. Bill. If he refuses, then I have no choice but to 'persuade' him. "
Someone seemed to want to speak, but looking at the dagger in my hand, he swallowed and finally didn't speak.
"In this world, if there is a place, there must be someone." I spread my hands and shrugged: "Let me do the math, well, except for the three gentlemen who were not invited today, plus the Vietnamese, in Canada Dear Bill, we've got at least four lands vacated by now. What I hate most is wasting... These four lands, it's not a good habit to leave them like this! Isn't it?"
What I said made everyone's eyes a little more expectant!
"Since Mr. Da Ruan gave me all his land, I think I have the right to deal with it, right?" I smiled, my eyes turned around the faces of the people, and fell on the Italian. On: "Dear Mr. Abetoni, I have always felt that the St. Louis neighborhood is too small. I think there are a few good construction companies on Scotville Avenue near the St. Louis neighborhood... I Knowing that decoration materials are a lucrative business, I don’t think you will refuse it? Anyway, Mr. Da Ruan doesn’t need this street anymore, right?”
As I said that, under the surprised eyes of the Italians, I quickly added a touch of green that belongs to the Italians on the map.
"Mr. Jaid." I turned to look at the Indian: "The two blocks in District C originally belonged to that guy Locke, but since he didn't attend our meeting today, I also said that I would go to him Talk about... well, I guess you wouldn't mind taking over some of his land? Well, there just so happen to be two good garages on the block, and they're both lucrative deals."
The Indians smiled happily, and I drew a stroke on the map.
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At the end of the spoils conference, everyone else got a big piece of the map. And it was only then that I set my sights on the two old men from the Huabang who had been impatiently waiting.
After a pause, I glanced at the two old people from the Huabang, and my expression was a little more polite. The two people who came from the Huabang today, one is surnamed He, and they are called Uncle He. The leader of the largest gang. This is the third time I've seen him, the last time was at the police station.
And the first time I saw him was when I was in the ring with Sha Hu, who is known as the number one master of the Huabang.
"Uncle He, the site left by Mr. Bill just borders Chinatown. I'm afraid I don't have the energy to take over that area, so..." I smiled slightly, and added a touch of blue to the map. Huabang is represented on the map.
"Uncle He, the blue piece on the top represents the many Chinese gangs in Chinatown. I know that there are many gangs in the Chinese gang, so I won't subdivide them one by one. Because the Chinese gang is its own branch, As for this new site, how to subdivide it, it is not easy for me as an outsider to intervene, so Uncle He and you guys should close the door and discuss it yourself."
My words have already given Huabang enough face. The highest status in Huabang is Uncle He in front of me. I said I will not interfere and let them discuss it by themselves. In fact, it is tantamount to implying him that I am willing to support him. Those big and small Chinese gangs in Chinatown are gone.
Discuss behind closed doors? This Uncle He's power is the strongest in the Huabang. The so-called negotiation means that I acquiesce that he can get the biggest piece! Why is he unhappy
Moreover, just because Bill turned against me today, I will definitely deal with that arrogant white man! I came forward to lay down the land, and then gave it to Huabang for free. They would not refuse such a good thing.
Everyone got a satisfactory result and got a big piece on the map. Of course, the biggest winner is still me.
Because the big circle will take over most of the Vietnamese territory. Although in order to win everyone's support, I gave up a few blocks to these people, but at the same time, with their acquiescence, I can let go to deal with the three gangs that did not participate in the invitation today, and Bill.
The Italian is really greedy. He has been assigned a new territory, which fully doubles his territory! But at this moment, he was still a little dissatisfied, and suddenly smiled: "Mr. Chen Yang, besides Bill, there are those who left just now... What should they do?"
Depend on! This guy, do you want me to kill all those gangs? Greed is too big!
Such a silly thing, don't say I don't have so much power now... Even if I did, I wouldn't do it! Killing so many people and killing so many gangs at once, how much commotion would it cause? Could it make Vancouver mess up again? In that case, I'm afraid Doug will be the first to bring a large number of policemen to trouble me!
I smiled, and gently licked my lips: "Mr. Abetoni, as I said just now, some mistakes must be punished... But some mistakes can also be forgiven. Mistakes made on the spur of the moment, as long as you can understand them afterwards To make amends, I think it can be forgiven, what do you think? The key is to see whether they choose to be my friend or my enemy."
I held the dagger in one hand and carried it behind my back, walked slowly to the table, walked around the table to the Italian, patted his shoulder lightly, and took a deep breath.
"Those who are my friends will have a good life!" I smiled and looked at all the people present, then turned my eyes and landed on the table, where was Da Ruan's head! My tone changed, and I became cold: "...and being my enemy has already paid the price!"