The next day, early morning.
Luke got up from bed early, washed up, and continued his daily training to become bald and stronger.
Push-ups, squats, sit-ups, bask in the sun...
After a series of procedures, the hands of the clock on the wall have slid to eight-twenty.
"Bucky should have boarded the ship..."
Luke closed the door and prepared to find Rogers.
They originally planned to send Bucky off, but Sergeant James Barnes, who was going to England, said he didn't want his friends to see his embarrassing appearance with weak legs.
Last night, the whole of New York was probably under fire.
With a straight military uniform and a few sweet words.
A young man with strong hormones can easily seduce beautiful girls.
Perhaps, this is the benefit of serving the motherland.
"Luke, good morning!"
The flower shop owner downstairs looked enthusiastic and said loudly: "Frank is looking for you. His temper looks a bit bad!"
"Got it! Thank you, Uncle Daler!"
Luke stopped, changed direction, and walked towards Uncle Frank's house.
Probably the street gangster yesterday went to complain to his boss, and then the news reached his uncle's ears through the Irish gang.
Ten minutes later, Luke deftly took out the key from under the doormat and opened the door.
"Uncle Frank, I brought you roasted mushrooms and hash browns from Aunt Bertha's house!"
Carrying a steaming sumptuous breakfast, Luke walked into the living room and saw an old man with gray hair and a slightly stooped waist.
Just from his appearance and figure, he can vaguely see some traces of the toughness and strength he had when he was young.
"Luke! You annoying boy!"
When the old man saw Luke, he yelled angrily, "That sissy bastard Hobson went to complain to Mr. Hoffa again, saying that you beat his little brother!"
"Hobson even told Mr. Hoffa such a thing? Then why didn't he tell Mr. Hoffa that his mother passed away while sitting on the toilet a few days ago?"
Luke pretended to be shocked and took out the plates, knives and forks from the cupboard without stopping.
"Eat it while it's hot! Aunt Bertha specially asked Aunt Bertha to add meat filling to the potato pancakes!"
The old man named "Frank" sat at the dining table and said: "Don't try to bribe me with this thing! Luke, you troublemaking bastard, the Italian guy last time... Well, it tastes great. ! You won’t get tired of eating it! ”
Facts have proved that no one can escape the law of true fragrance!
After Frank finished his breakfast, he never mentioned Hobson and his men again.
He mentioned more about getting Luke to join the burgeoning Irish gang.
"Mr. Hoffa values you very much. That good idea of doing business with the military camp allowed the gang to get some of the 'eliminated' firearms! Those Italian guys are no longer as arrogant as before!"
Frank couldn't figure out why his nephew resisted joining a gang.
A street gangster in Brooklyn who has nothing to do, longs to join a gang and become one of its cadres.
At least then no one will bully me anymore!
"I'm not interested! If I really want to join the gang, I might as well go back to school!"
Luke made himself a cup of coffee and said calmly.
He knew that this was the most violent period in American history, and that, as the newspapers said, "Violence is as American as cherry jam pie."
Since Prohibition, various gangs have sprung up.
Most of them were originally poor immigrant groups, such as Irish and Italians.
Unlike the British and Germans who brought large sums of money to develop North America, their so-called "immigrants" were just changing places and continuing to be the lower class.
Many people can't even afford to rent a house and can only do the hardest and most tiring jobs.
Immigrant groups living together gradually formed slums.
This is how the "Hell's Kitchen" that later became famous in New York was born.
As a sociologist once said, poverty often breeds nationalism.
Since the Irish and Italians were both Catholics themselves, they were regarded as "barbarians" who could not be assimilated in Christian-dominated North America.
Ubiquitous exclusion and discrimination make life very difficult for these immigrant groups.
As a result, in order to resist the exploitation of foremen and religious persecution, the Irish and Italians spontaneously formed various violent groups.
This is the prototype of the American gang!
At that time, gangs were just a group of poor people and were not taken seriously by others.
It was not until later that a special group called "city bosses" began to emerge.
They are a "profession" that emerged after the rise of industrial society. Their main responsibility is to raise campaign funds for political party candidates and buy votes - what later generations call "brokers."
As we all know, the United States is a country of immigrants.
In the past, no one looked down upon those low-status, poor and impoverished immigrant groups.
However, the "city bosses" keenly discovered their value, and the gang that was originally formed by workers gradually changed.
One accepts protection from interest groups, and the other provides politicians with stable votes.
The two sides hit it off immediately!
However, no one expected the subsequent development.
"Prohibition" provided gangs with a lot of wealth, coupled with the rise of labor unions, frequent labor movements occurred.
The monster gangster has finally torn open the cage of social law!
They hold enough wealth in one hand and win over politicians through votes with the other.
And work with the union to obtain legal status.
Suddenly, it developed rapidly!
Like Uncle Frank's Irish gang, they have a close relationship with Mr. Jimmy Hoffa, the top executive of the National Brotherhood of Teamsters.
The union represented nearly one million truck drivers and warehouse workers, and at its peak had as many as 2.3 million members.
It can be said that if you run for mayor or council member, getting help from the union is the same as directly declaring victory.
Gangs, labor unions, and politicians form a tight chain of interests.
"It's a pity that this glory did not last long."
Luke thought silently.
Be it Irish or Italian.
Their power was once at its peak.
The former succeeded in getting Kennedy elected president, and the latter had close ties with Edgar Hoover, the first director of the FBI.
However, gangs are, after all, just deformed products of a period of social turmoil.
With the end of World War II, their decline was inevitable.
Being reduced to a tool in the hands of politicians and interest groups, it will never be able to regain its former glory.
"There is no future in the Marvel world as a gang boss, even with Kingpin's status!"
This was Luke's inner thought.
"What a bastard Gao Luyuan! You are not willing to join a gang even if I ask you to be a truck driver, and you are not willing to take over my position in the future! Do you still want to be a war hero like this?"
Seeing Luke's unconcerned look, Frank got angry.
He had a good relationship with Mr. Jimmy Hoffa of the National Brotherhood of Teamsters, so he couldn't afford to buy a house. After retirement, he served as the honorary president of a branch of the union.
Although it is just a name, he can receive a generous salary every month.
If he had said hello himself, the gang and Mr. Hoffa would have taken more care of Luke.
"Uncle Frank, don't worry about this! Come on, cover yourself with a blanket!"
Luke didn't object, he smiled and covered Frank's legs with a thick blanket.
If he follows Captain America and joins the Howling Commandos, he might actually be able to achieve the honor of being a war hero!
It's a pity that even if he becomes a hero, he is still a tool and mascot in the hands of politicians and capitalists.
So, Luke had other ideas. (End of chapter)