When Busujima Saeko moved into Pig Cage Castle, Ethan also came to the city.
Ethan's first impression of the city was chaos. Just a few minutes after arriving, he saw some beggars squatting on the side of the road. Well, you know what, these beggars looked somewhat similar to Ivan Vanko.
In addition to beggars, Ethan also saw several gangsters openly collecting protection fees.
Ethan stood aside and watched the shop owner arguing with the thugs. He was still safe here, not because of anything else, but because of his appearance.
Ethan wanted to go over and persuade them to stop fighting, and get close to them at the same time, but before he could move, several characters in suits holding axes ran out from the alley on the side of the road and ran towards him.
The moment the thug saw these people, he turned around and wanted to run, but the store owner kicked the guy in the crotch and knocked him down.
The remaining people were caught before they could run two steps, and then the Axe Gang members pulled the thugs up from the ground, raised their axes and were about to chop them down.
His companion next to him patted him on the shoulder and then pointed at Ethan who was standing aside.
The man who wanted to take action hesitated for a moment, put down his axe, and then dragged the troublemaker away with others.
Ethan didn't know what would happen to the gangster next, but he knew that as an outsider, he should take care of himself first and not cause trouble everywhere.
The Axe Gang's actions seemed normal, and no one around them, including the beggars, had any extra reaction.
After walking two steps forward, Ethan turned a corner and saw the police station in this area. Then he was stunned again. The underworld in this area is a bit too fierce. This policeman is just across the street, but he is still so arrogant? This is completely not treating the policeman here as human beings.
Taking a breath, Ethan walked into the police station.
The patrolmen looked at the white man and began to take detours. It was obvious that these people did not want to have any interaction with Ethan.
While Ethan was wondering what to do next, a man in police uniform trotted over.
"Sir, how can I help you?" The man's English accent was extremely strange, but Ethan could still barely understand it.
Ethan's eyes rolled. "I just came here from the United States. I'm here to report the incident to the police. I just saw a few men in suits with axes dragging a few people away!"
"Oh, that's the case. Don't worry, we will send someone to deal with it immediately. By the way, I hope you are not hurt." The man said with a flattering smile.
Ethan: "I'm not hurt, but who are they?"
"They are just some thugs. Don't worry, no one in my jurisdiction dares to attack you!"
Ethan: "No, Mr. Officer, do all the thugs here wear suits and carry axes?"
The policeman thought for a moment and pretended to understand something. "Oh, you are talking about those people. They are the Axe Gang. They are the security guards of this place. Yes, they are security guards. The merchants pay for them to maintain order."
Ethan was very disdainful. He was just fooling around and calling himself a security guard.
"Security, that's great. I just came here and I want to hire a few security guards as bodyguards. Can you introduce some to me, Mr. Officer?"
The police were horrified. The Axe Gang didn't dare to touch foreigners openly, but they directly hired them as security guards. That was like putting dried fish under a fat cat's pillow. How could it not take a bite
"You worry too much. The security here is very good. We don't need security guards. We don't need security guards." The policeman said in a panic.
"I think it is still necessary, Mr. Policeman. Just give me their introduction list and I can make the judgment myself." Ethan said firmly.
The police officer was completely stunned. He introduced the list and found out that the Axe Gang also had something. How could he explain this
"Officer, you are not lying to me." Ethan began to put pressure on the man in front of him.
"Of course not, how could that be." The policeman felt that he was in a bit of trouble. He originally wanted to show his face in front of this foreigner. Foreigners from this era were generally powerful and influential. Showing his face would be beneficial to their careers. But who would have thought it would turn out like this.
There was no choice but to wave his hand and call his men.
"Go and collect some information about the Axe Gang and show it to this foreigner." The police officer said in Chinese.
"Chief, is it appropriate to show him those things?" the henchman asked carefully.
"You're stupid! Just make some minor changes, what else can we do?" the police officer said, patting him on the head.
"Okay, I got it."
When the police officer turned to Ethan, his expression suddenly changed. He spoke in that strangely accented English again, "Sir, please wait a moment. My assistant will get it for me."
A few minutes later, Ethan was politely escorted out of the police station with a few so-called introduction sheets in his hand.
After getting some information about the Axe Gang, Ethan took a look at the clock in the police station. It was now two o'clock in the afternoon. There was still a long time before the gathering time, so he could find a place to eat first.
At the same time, Ivan Vanko also got in touch with several Soviets in a nightclub here.
As for his hair and clothes, as long as you have money, it’s all nonsense about him being unkempt. You can come in if you want and you can come in smoothly.
"Hurrah~" Ivan Vanko drank a glass of white wine in one gulp.
"Friend, why don't you go get a haircut and buy some clothes first?" the Soviet asked drunkenly. They had already gone through several rounds before Ivan Vanko came.
"I just came here and I finished all the drinks on the way. I'm going to satisfy my craving first and then go buy clothes. Same, same." Ivan Vanko's excuse was relatively reliable. At least the Soviets in front of him didn't become suspicious.
After a while, when most people were drunk, Ivan Vanko found an opportunity to interrupt.
"By the way, do you know the Axe Gang? I heard this name a lot on my way here. What is that?"
At a dinner table in a place like this, it is actually a very simple thing to get information from someone. First, get everyone at the table half drunk, then just start the conversation, and the rest of the drunkards will tell you everything on their own initiative.
Of course, the information obtained in this way must be screened again. After all, everyone will brag and talk nonsense at the dinner table, and often, except for the name, everything else has been artistically processed.
Ivan Vanko tried his best to stay sober and remember all the drunken words of people around him.
At the same time, he looked at the clock on the wall every once in a while. When it was almost four o'clock, Ivan Vanko found an excuse to leave the table. After he left, the people at the table were still talking about some news they heard from somewhere.