Zhang Yang did not let Aze, Liu Biao and Xiao Lizi follow him during the trip to the United States. WwW.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.CoM
First of all, Zhang Yang has no goal yet, so it makes no sense for the four of them to go. Secondly, Zhang Yang is still worried about Du Xue's comfort.
In fact, not only Du Xue's safety is in danger, but now Du Xue, Xiao Yiran, and Zhang Yang's parents are all in potential danger. If the three of them are in charge, Zhang Yang will feel relieved.
What Zhang Yang didn't expect was that their series of activities in Vietnam and Myanmar did not attract the attention of Vietnamese gangs. However, after Liu Biao and the others left Vietnam and returned to China, he was left alone and had a close contact with Vietnamese gangs.
The reason is very simple, because Zhang Yang did not pass a normal visa when he came to Vietnam. Although they had American commercial passports, they still encountered some troubles when leaving Vietnam. It required a long process to apply for some documents. Naturally, Zhang Yang was too lazy to bother. Finally, through the strength of the descendants of the expeditionary force in Vietnam, he came into contact with the underground forces in Vietnam.
This is a loose underworld organization that mainly operates smuggling, smuggling and providing some fake passports and protection to women selling sex.
Although this organization is very loose, it is very efficient. In just a day and a half, they contacted an ocean-going cargo ship for Zhang Yang and promised first-class service, fine wine and delicious food, the gentle sea breeze, and the Hawaiian sunshine. In short , this stowaway turned into a pleasant trip to the Pacific Ocean in the mouth of the snakehead.
Hearing that he was taking an ocean freighter, the anxious Zhang Yang was naturally unwilling to do so. However, under the temptation of the smuggler, Zhang Yang was too lazy to bother, even though the time was longer. However, he could practice "The Immortal Way" during this long period of time. Many experiences told him that practicing "The Immortal Way" in space and at sea is much more effective than on land.
In the evening, Zhang Yang boarded a fishing boat and boarded an ocean-going cargo ship on the high seas. To Zhang Yang's surprise, the Vietnamese who sent him off immediately went back home. They were not protecting and following him all the way as they described.
Zhang Yang felt like he was on a pirate ship.
This is a cargo ship bound for San Francisco, USA, loaded with containers. Among the mountains of containers, two containers are empty. Access it through the passageway opened by the container outside.
Now. Zhang Yang was squatting in a container among the mountains of containers. The container was filled with an indescribable earthly aura. It makes people sick to hear it. This is far from the environment introduced by the snakehead. but. Zhang Yang was too lazy to care after getting on the boat.
certainly. The main reason is still. Zhang Yang really wants to see the process of smuggling Vietnamese gangs. Being familiar with this process will undoubtedly help in controlling these lines in the future.
Obviously. This freighter is not just for the Vietnamese gang's smuggling business. He also does business in many countries. because. Beside him. It was packed with people. There are Chinese people. There are Burmese people. There are Vietnamese. And among them. The majority are Vietnamese. The gender is mostly young women. Occasionally there are a few young Asian men.
Zhang Yang made a rough calculation. This container, which was isolated like a building within a building, was packed with nearly 400 people. There is no restroom. There is a piss bucket in the corner. Whether it is large or small, it will be settled in the urine bucket. The main source of the ** smell that filled the air was the huge plastic barrel.
There is a small door not far from the toilet. It leads to another container. The door is open. You can see the flickering fireworks inside the other container. Although it is close at hand. But it seems like two worlds. Non-aggression…
The only thing that made Zhang Yang feel relieved. There is a fist-sized ventilation duct in the middle of the floor above the container. You can feel the cool sea breeze coming in. Although the air flows very slowly. but. Enough for the people here to breathe. This made Zhang Yang take a long breath. Obviously. Television news often reports on the deaths of large numbers of stowaways due to poor air circulation, which still attracts the attention of smugglers.
On the top of the container, there was a dry-cell light bulb hanging, emitting a faint light. After Zhang Yang got used to it for a while, he actually felt that the light bulb was very bright.
Could this light bulb be the sunshine in Sebi Hawaii
Could it be that the urine bucket is the soft and fresh sea breeze on the sea
Zhang Yang glanced at the urine bucket in the corner with a wry smile, and couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that Liu Biao and the others didn't follow. If they knew that they were being deceived into this, they would probably set the ship on fire...
Looking at the longing faces, Zhang Yang sighed deeply. Obviously, these people all have the dream of gold mining.
There was silence.
This silence was formed because Zhang Yang and a group of Vietnamese people joined in. Soon, all eyes moved away from Zhang Yang, and conversations began slowly inside the container. Although they all lowered their voices, because they were too closed, It still seems a bit chaotic.
"Are you Chinese?" A girl about ten years old gently touched Zhang Yang's elbow with her arm. This girl was Vietnamese and got on the tanker with Zhang Yang.
Yang nodded. It was not surprising to know that he was Chinese, because he had always used Chinese when talking to the smuggler. Although he could also understand Vietnamese through the thoughts in his memory, he was asked to use Chinese. It’s still difficult to talk.
However, Zhang Yang was also a little curious. This girl actually spoke Mandarin quite fluently. If he hadn't heard the other person speak Vietnamese, he almost suspected that this girl was Chinese.
"I stayed in China for half a year..." The girl had a proud expression on her face, and there was a hint of childlike innocence on her haggard face.
"Stop talking." A young Vietnamese man interrupted the girl. His voice was very low, but it gave people a threatening feeling. The girl immediately shut up and winked at Zhang Yang mischievously. This action made Zhang Yang suspicious of this girl. Her actual age is much younger than she looks.
This is a middle-aged Vietnamese man about thirty years old, short but not thin, with raised veins on his dark face. He feels full of explosive power around him. There was also a young man in his early twenties sitting with a silent face, trimming his nails with a fruit knife. The first time he saw this young man, Zhang Yang thought of Aze. The expressions of this young man and Aze Very similar, and I also like to keep a knife in my hand.
Zhang Yang had been paying attention to these two people since he was on the fishing boat. There were more than ten people on board with them, except for these two men. They are all young girls, and their looks are of the highest quality.
The people sitting next to Zhang Yang were the Vietnamese women who had just boarded the boat together, and their area seemed particularly quiet. The two Vietnamese didn't seem to want to communicate with others. From time to time they took out a small aluminum wine bottle and took a sip in their mouths. There was another smell in the dirty air...
"Get out of the way!" One was carrying a denim bag and wearing jeans. A young man wearing a black vest and showing off his muscles stood up in the distance and walked towards Zhang Yang. This young man had thick and dark eyebrows and fierce eyes. He was very arrogant. He would be the one to avoid anyone he encountered. Feet, everyone here seems to be afraid of him, and they are afraid to avoid him. Just like avoiding the god of plague, he immediately made a way.
"Get out of the way!" The young man walked up to the two Vietnamese.
The two Vietnamese looked at each other without saying a word, but their bodies remained motionless.
"I say it again, get out of the way!" the young man said with a ferocious smile. The two chest muscles beat powerfully, and the whole person was filled with a dangerous aura that only beasts possess.
Suddenly, the atmosphere inside the container became tense, and all eyes were focused on this young man and the Vietnamese.
The two Vietnamese looked at each other again.
There was silence.
Finally, the older Vietnamese moved his position and made way for a passage.
"Hey, don't think that if you're not afraid of Americans, you don't have to be afraid of Chinese people. No matter where we are, we Chinese can eat up your little Vietnamese to death... Young man. Eyes are bright. Just take a fruit knife and act like an uncle? You? That knife is good for killing chickens..." The young man raised his middle finger towards the Vietnamese who was holding the fruit knife tightly with an arrogant look on his face. The two Vietnamese ignored him, looking blank.
"You are chinese?"
The young man pushed the girl aside and squatted down next to Zhang Yang, with a passionate expression on his face. The arrogant and domineering expression just now disappeared without a trace.
Yang withdrew his gaze. In fact, he had been observing the building in the building. It was obvious that the area upstairs was one third of the entire container, but there were very few people there. The young man came here just now. While walking, someone walked to the iron railing to watch.
Is there something fishy inside this container
Unfortunately, Zhang Yang didn't have time to think, and the young man sat next to Zhang Yang like a dog-skin plaster.
"Where are you from?" The young man seemed very excited.
"Hunan people." Zhang Yang was a little absent-minded. He took the boat to find a good practice environment, and never thought that he would spend time in this container.
"Ah, haha, people from Hunan, what a great place. The place I most want to visit in my life is Shaoshan." The young man laughed without any scruples.
"Why?" Zhang Yang was stunned.
"I like Lao Mao, I am his loyal fan, he is my idol, I like his calligraphy the most, and his poems that swallow mountains and rivers..."
"oh… "
Zhang Yang felt something strange. A gangster-looking person told him that he admired ** and liked **'s poems and calligraphy. It was weird...
The young man was very talkative, and he seemed to know a lot about people from all over the world.
Slowly, Zhang Yang became interested and fond of this young man.
"I, Zhang Yang, what is your surname?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Surname is Su, given name is Dafeng, from Northeast China."
"Good name." Zhang Yang smiled.
"Yeah, I think it's a good name too. The wind blows and the clouds fly. It's so cool and passionate!" The young man said with a proud smile. "Are you going to work in the United States?" Zhang Yang has fallen in love with this enthusiastic and cheerful young man. Now that he is lonely on the road, it would be good to have a fellow countryman to talk to to relieve his boredom.
"What the hell, I never work for Americans. Americans work for me." The young man said carelessly.
"Ahem..."
"You do not believe?"
"Let me tell you. I am the most promising gangster in Chinatown. I killed a black policeman in Chinatown when I was sixteen. Hum, this time I return to Chinatown, I must unify the power of the Big Circle Gang. , drive away all the mafia, Yamaguchi-gumi, and Vietnamese gangs in the United States..." The young man glanced at the two Vietnamese around him with a look of contempt, as if he were looking at two dogs, but. The two Vietnamese simply ignored his existence and were concentrating with their eyes closed.
Maybe Vietnamese people simply can’t understand Chinese...
"You want to unify the American gangs?" Zhang Yang joked.
"Well... ahem... it's enough to unify the Big Circle Gang. We have to give those capitalist gangsters a bowl of food to eat..." The young man's face, which was comparable to a city wall, turned red.
"Ambitious!" Zhang Yang gave a thumbs up. With an expression of admiration on his face, he was almost certain that this was a green-headed rookie.
"It's easy to talk about." The young man said proudly without noticing Zhang Yang's teasing.
"Do you know anything about the Daquan Gang?" Zhang Yang said. The Daquan Gang is actually not the earliest Chinese gang. In fact, the first batch of Chinese gangs were Chinese born in the United States, and they were no longer truly Chinese..."
"Huh?" Zhang Yang thought that this young man really had a lot of skills.
"The earliest Chinese gangster to appear in police files was the aBnetse (born Chinese in the United States) organization in New York's Chinatown in the 1970s. ABc fought a three-year war with the Mafia, leaving one of the largest gangsters at the time, Gambit. The Nou family lost 37 of its most capable men. The FBI's wiretap recording of Paul Gambino showed that the godfather believed that the Mafia could no longer control Chinatown and it was better to give up. In this way, aBc liberated Chinatown. And in the underground society Earned reputation, gained respect..."
"Well, very good, continue." Zhang Yang nodded. He had to mobilize the young man's emotions for his speech, and appropriate encouragement would have a good promotion effect. From a psychological perspective. Adults have the same desire for expression as children. The only difference is that adults have much stronger restraint than children.
"Hey, it's a pity that they are not purely Chinese after all. After losing their common enemy, aBc began to fight internally over the uneven distribution of spoils. The civil war lasted for 10 years until 1985 when the US police successfully undercovered. All the bosses were thrown into prison in one fell swoop. Chinatown regained its tranquility. But peace is short-lived, and conflict is the eternal theme. The failure of aBc provided another Chinese gangster, the Big Circle, with an opportunity to rise rapidly... At that time, the Big Circle The gang has been involved in smuggling and high-tech crimes, which has become a new way of making money in Chinatown."
"The Big Circle Gang is just a gang in its early stages. It does not have a strict organizational structure. Most of its core members have military backgrounds. The Big Circle Gang first became famous in Hong Kong, and then moved to North America and Australia with the flow of immigrants from the mainland..."
"In the early 1980s, the standard equipment of the big circle gang was the Black Star (May 4th Pistol). Although the Black Star has poor directivity (it can deflect by 20 centimeters at a distance of 25 meters) and a bad grip angle (the muzzle of the gun can be deflected when held normally), downward, so the wrist should be pointed upward), but its penetrating power is extremely strong and is extremely suitable for close combat by gangs. At that time, the body armor of the Hong Kong police was definitely a hole in the black star. Therefore, experienced Hong Kong Police, turn around and run when you see Black Star, hehe... "
"What now?"
"Now... after I committed the murder, I returned to my country to hide from the disaster for two years. I no longer know the specific situation. However, it is said that the Di Daquan Gang is in chaos now. Alas..." Su Dafeng sighed.
Zhang Yang smiled slightly and said nothing. From these words, he could see that this young man was actually just a gangster in Chinatown. If he was really a core figure, even if he left Chinatown, he would not be unaware of the current situation of the Daquan Gang. .
"Do you know martial arts?" Su Dafeng suddenly looked mysterious, lowered his voice, and asked mysteriously.
"Martial arts..."
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that there was a flaw in him
"Just boxing, sparring and the like." Su Dafeng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw Zhang Yang's surprised expression.
"No." Zhang Yang shook his head. He really didn't know how to box or Sanda.
"Hey... It seems that I am weak on my own..." Su Dafeng punched the steel plate of the container floor behind him in a depressed tone. There was a loud sound, and the eyes in the container looked over again. When they saw that nothing was going on, they started talking to each other in low voices.
"Is something wrong?" Zhang Yang asked.
"It's okay, don't worry. When the time comes, I will protect you and the few Chinese people over there. I forgive them for not daring to touch the people from the Daquan Gang, hum!" Su Dafeng sneered.
"What's the matter? Tell me, maybe I can help you." Zhang Yang said.
"Actually, it's nothing. If you don't have money, you'll be fine. If you have money, things will be serious. The people staying upstairs are all in the same group. They have been on the smuggling line for a long time, robbing the thieves' money and belongings, and * *Women, if there are many of us, they won’t dare to be presumptuous. If there are few of us, it will be troublesome. I asked you before you came. In addition to you and me, there are two chefs and three other stowaways in this group. A chicken head with a woman on it, all the others are women..."
"Clang!"
"Bang!" Just as Su Dafeng said to Zhang Yang carefully, a tall man as thick as an iron tower with his upper body exposed and a big belly walked downstairs, holding a huge black wrench in his hand, and kept Knocking on the stairs and subway railings. There was a thrilling sound of metal hitting.
Immediately, an aura of fear filled the container. As the big man's body slowly walked down, some women hugged each other and trembled in fear.
Amidst a "clang" sound, the guy with chest hair all the way to his belly walked down. He first looked at a group of Vietnamese women and then shook his head. Then, his huge and clumsy body began to move among the dense crowd...
The air was filled with an invisible pressure, and there was silence inside the container. Everyone looked at this tall and sturdy man, but did not dare to meet his eyes.
Finally, the big man walked up to a young couple.
"You!" The big man pointed his finger at the beautiful woman. She was a typical woman from a good family, dressed very conservatively. White skin. She has bright eyes and white teeth, and the man next to her wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Very elegant.
The big man spoke English, and he couldn't tell which country he was from. However, judging from the dark skin and thick and muscular figure, he should be an Indian. His keen sense of smell even smelled the curry on this big man. smell.
"No..." The woman trembled all over and hugged the man next to her tightly with a look of fear on her face, and the man also hugged the woman tightly with a look of fear on his face.
"you!"
The big man said a word again, and stared at the man with glasses fiercely. The wrench in his right hand kept hitting the palm of his left hand, making a "pop" sound, full of pressure.
There was a suffocating silence.
Suddenly, the man wearing glasses suddenly pushed the woman away with amazing strength. The woman was unexpectedly pushed away by more than a meter and fell into the crowd.
"..." The woman hurriedly sat up and looked at the man wearing glasses in surprise.
"I can't protect you." The man with glasses had a pale face and spoke in Vietnamese.
The woman's face suddenly turned pale, her weak body was trembling, and her eyes became dull and dim. Under the gaze of everyone, the woman pushed her body hard and stood up, swaying and stumbling. He walked upstairs, and the big man with the wrench followed closely behind the young woman with a proud face, and his big hand touched the young woman's plump breasts.
A murderous aura filled the air.
Zhang Yang's eyes fell on the young Vietnamese man holding a fruit knife. The young man's fruit knife was still carefully sharpening his bare nails. However, Zhang Yang could clearly see that the veins on the back of the young man's hand were bulging... ps: After using some information, I will give you more than 400 words, and I will also ask for a few monthly passes (QuanBen Novel Network www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)