Chapter 67 Friends and Enemies

Chapter 67 [Friends and Enemies] There is Uncle Seven sitting in the town. I looked at Leihu's suffocating face, not to mention how happy I was! This guy came to Canada with the hat of an imperial envoy... The key is that the word "immiral" has to be put in quotation marks on it.

Because fundamentally, we and they can no longer be regarded as people in the same organization.

Even if he was really an imperial envoy, he took Shang Fang's sword and came down, there was no reason to point out to me.

At least the ministers of country A have no reason to go to country B to enforce the law.

However, Leihu occupies an old-qualified position and a "senior" in the title. I can't force him to sing against him.

I pushed Uncle Seven out, and I just tossed around between the old guys.

Fang Dahai, a fat man, also came back and sat down, but behind Lei Fox, he quietly gave me a thumbs-up, meaning that I played beautifully.

I pushed Uncle Seven to the top of the conference table, and I moved my own chair a little bit and let Uncle Seven sit on the main seat.

shows that now the big circle is respected by the seventh uncle.

Although the bosses of many gangs below find it strange, it is our family after all, and they didn't say anything.

I coughed and said softly to Uncle Seven, "Uncle Seven, then I'll start."

Uncle Seven smiled and nodded without saying anything.

He knew very well that I pushed him out as a shield to deal with guys like Lei Fox.

The real power is still me.

Uncle Seven is old and paralyzed in a wheelchair.

And it has faded out for several years, and it is impossible to argue with me for a long time.

"Everyone..." I had a smile on my face, but the smile was very flat: "Today, most of my peers in Vancouver have gathered here.

It's a rare and good opportunity for us.

I said slowly: "There have been too many unpleasant things and too many troubles in the past.

Both the police and everyone here have suffered great losses.

It can be said that now the whole road in Vancouver is in a mess!" I said slowly, and at the same time, I looked at the people below. No one interrupted me, but they all looked at me blankly.

I don't know what I mean.

"Chaos is not a good phenomenon."

I shrugged my shoulders, raised my fingers and looked at them: "I know.

Now it is difficult to find out who is wrong about how the dispute and riots began.

Until today's location, I think the detention room in the police station has been full of our people, and everyone here, these days.

The police's vigorous anti-crime operation has caused great losses to everyone's business! Whether it's manpower or money...of course.

There is also a site.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Finally, someone asked me a question.

The opening is a dark-skinned man, dressed in a dark striped suit, a typical Asian Indian.

"What I want to say is...peace."

I smiled and said, "Everyone has been playing for so many days, and I think we should have played enough.

Today, I hope to take this opportunity to let everyone sit here, talk about things clearly, and then..." I pointed to the door: "After leaving this door, I hope to start today.

Don't fight so much on the streets of Vancouver.

"Fuck," a white man immediately stood up, stared at me and said loudly, "HolyMotherofgod! Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to ask everyone who is doing it to listen to you? I took a look at him and recognized him. The man's name is "Yi Er, I remember the last time he had a good relationship with Norton at the police station.

I think he used to be a guy with a considerable backer in the police.

The local white gangsters here have always been not very up to us new immigrants from foreign lands. Now that I say such a thing, some people will naturally be unhappy.

I was not angry and looked at him coldly: "Mr. Bill, I can answer your first question first: I'm the little five in the big circle.

If you don't know me yet... I think I'll impress you soon!" I said this slowly, seemingly calm, and even with a smile on the corners of my mouth... But when I think of my habit of doing things, the expression on Bilton's face stiffened, and his eyes were a little dodged.

"I can also answer the second question, that is, why do you listen to me?"

I simply leaned back, and the chair moved back. Suddenly, I raised my feet and leaned high on the table. I looked at him coldly and said proudly, "Because I know that if everyone doesn't stop to negotiate and continue to fight like this, in less than three days, it will attract the police to fight on a larger scale. Move! At the same time... it's also because my fist is the biggest now! The strongest person has the power to give orders... Are you satisfied with my answer? Bill looked complicated. I could see that he wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare.

His former backer should have been Norton, but now Norton has fallen, and his gang is not too powerful.

The biggest force of the real white gang is naturally the hell angel, and he is just eating some leftovers with the hell angel.

After a moment's hesitation, the inherent pride of the white man still prevailed. He snorted, looked at me, and shouted, "Today I came to Mr. Fang's funeral. It's completely polite. Don't think I'm afraid.

Vancouver will always be Vancouver! It's not the world of you yellow monkeys!" After saying that, he strode out to the door with his head held high.

I didn't stop it, and I didn't even move my buttocks.

When Bill strode out, I looked at everyone here at the same time: "Who else wants to leave? Let's talk about it now."

After a moment's hesitation, the boss of a small gang who was close to Bill also stood up, and an Iranian also stood up.

I whistled and looked at them with a smile: "OK, if you two want to leave, I have no problem at all."

This comes out.

Suddenly, five or six people stood up again, all of whom were boss-level figures. Some people looked at me and muttered, "Young man.

Don't be too arrogant, otherwise you will die and look ugly.

For this statement, I just smiled faintly: "I'm arrogant because I have an arrogant capital.

Only those who are arrogant without capital will die ugly.

Looking at these people getting up and leaving their seats and walking to the door, I sighed gently and said slowly, "To leave this room is to announce that you will stand in a hostile position in the big circle.

Have you figured it out?" My words made some people hesitate for a moment... After all, the name of the big circle is still here! The strength of the big circle is even more frightening! What does the big circle represent? In the North American underworld, the big circle represents "bloody", "tough" and "cruel"! Some people stop, and some people still don't move for me.

Push the door and go out.

I sighed in my heart. It seems that after all, I am still young, and people usually look down on young people.

And Uncle Seven... He can only deal with Thunder Fox strategically.

But for these tycoons... one has retired for several years.

The disabled old man in a broken car wash can't control them.

Several people were scared by my last threatening words. Although they stood up, they were stunned and couldn't leave.

It's not a return.

I looked at them with a smile on my face: "If you don't want to leave for the time being, you might as well sit down and listen to me finish my words first.

OK? After giving them a step, the 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, except for me, the seventh uncle, Lei Fox and the fat man, there are seven other gangs.

Of these seven gangs, two are from the Chinese gang, and one is an Italian Abetoni.

There are still four left, one is Arab, one is white, and the other two are Indians.

"Gentlemen, you will be happy for the right decision you left behind."

I smiled, then suddenly sat up straight, stood up from the chair, and then walked to the back of the table near the wall.

This was originally a curtain. I slowly opened the rope and put down a thick roll of cloth... This is not a curtain, but a huge map!" Everyone must be familiar with it. This is the map of Vancouver.

I smiled, slowly pushed half a step away, and stood on the edge of the map.

This is indeed a large map of downtown Vancouver.

But I smeared them one by one with different eyes.

More importantly, I later pasted the small pieces of color with different colored paper.

"Mr. Chen Yang, what do you mean?" After all, Abetoni was with me and me, and soon opened his mouth to open the topic.

"Everyone has seen the colorful things on it."

I squeezed my lips and smiled: "This is my specially drawn map of the underworld forces in Vancouver! Every gentleman here can find his own territory on the map.

I took a look at the Italian: "Mr. Abetoni, I remember your territory is on St. Louis Avenue, right? Look, it's right here...' I found the block on the map, and I marked it in green: "Look, these greens represent your power.

Now it seems that the green area is only limited to the St. Louis neighborhood.

At this point, I added: "Of course, in view of the chaos in Vancouver recently, many underworld sites have changed hands. Everyone fights and kills to compete for resources... Therefore, the map I drew is not the current real-time map, but a A month ago, that is, the 'pre-war' of the Vancouver riots, the whole Vancouver gangs were in the sphere of influence.

Everyone is a little confused, and these foreign devils don't quite understand what I mean.

"OK, or we can say it directly."

I pointed to a large black area at the bottom left of the map: "Guys, everyone in this area should know that there are many restaurants, nightclubs, and bars in this area. This is a very good area... But before, this place belonged to our lovely Da Ruanhe. The two little Nguyen brothers... Yes, this was originally the territory of the Vietnamese.

No one speaks.

Everyone just looked at the map, and then at me.

I was silent and casually tore off the black piece of paper on the map and took out the cigarette from my pocket.

lit it, and at the same time, he burned the large piece of black paper in his hand with a lighter and threw it on the ground.

I gently spit out a circle of my eyes, and I smiled faintly: "But, I think Mr. Ruan Xiao Ruan no longer needs this site now. Am I right?" ... After a moment of silence, the Indians opened their mouths, and the Indians had always had a little friction with the Vietnamese. The Indian gangster hesitated for a moment.

said slowly in extremely blunt English: "You're right, but now the police are cracking down on Vietnamese people.

But God knows whether Da Ruan will come back after such a while.

You know, in history, the Vietnamese have also suffered major blows, but not long after that.

It will come back again."

I smiled, gently upturned my forehead and said, "Oh.

You're right, it's really worth worrying about.

But..." I smiled and looked at him deeply: "You are Mr. Jaid, right? Thank you for reminding me. It was my mistake. Because there is an important thing, I think I forgot to tell everyone here.

I smiled calmly and calmly. I said slowly, "I once met and talked with my dear Mr. Da Ruan, and we had a thorough negotiation... and the result of the negotiation was.

Mr. Da Ruan has given up all his interests in Vancouver under my persuasion! That is to say, we don't have to worry about Mr. Da Ruan and his men coming back in the future.

paused, and I looked at everyone: "If you don't believe it, I can let him tell you by himself."

I shouted loudly, "Hammer, go and bring Mr. Da Ruan in."

Everyone looked surprised when they said this! There are also people who can't help whispering, especially the two old people of the Huabang. The Huabang used to be the most bullied by the Vietnamese. When they heard that Da Ruan was here, they couldn't help changing their color! However, more people are surprised that now Da Ruan is wanted by the police, how can he hide from me?! For a moment, a tall hammer came in from the outside. The guy looked indifferent and dragged a tray with both hands, with a red cloth on top and something covered with something underneath. He came to me with a blank face and put the plate on the table... Many people changed color! Because they have guessed from the strong smell of blood that I'm afraid there is nothing good on this plate! Sure enough, I gently lifted the red cloth and exposed the bottom. It was a human head! Next to it is a dagger.

The head is Da Ruan, the eyelids are drooping, the head is stained with blood, the hair is sticky into clusters, and the incision of the neck is even more blurred! Although these people here are all bad leaders who are used to killing and arson, when they see this kind of thing, they can't help but change their color! Especially when I saw the appearance of this head, 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 numbness, vicious means, domineering, and arrogance! I'm afraid half of the people here have suffered from him! The Vietnamese are famous... But today his head was brought on the table by my men! Now at least everyone understands that the famous Da Ruan died in my hands! I looked as usual, even with a smile on my face. I gently picked up the dagger next to the person's head, scratched it in my hand, and then smiled and said, "I forgot to say that the way I usually persuade people is very effective!" So, now everyone can rest assured, because Mr. Da Ruan has handed over everything to me, including his life.

Then in the future, you don't have to worry that he will come back.

No one speaks! To be precise, everyone, looking at me now, is somewhat in awe!" In my opinion, there are a total of 19 gangs that can take over one side of the territory and form a force.

Of course, this calculation method excludes those gangsters who don't eat on the street.

So, I used a total of 19 colors on this map to mark the territory of each organization.

I deliberately sighed: "But it's a pity that I only successfully invited 16 gentlemen to attend the Ba Ye's funeral today, and the other three may be because I don't have enough face.

It's not a good honor.

My invitation made it very clear that all the people who came were friends... If they didn't come, they wouldn't be friends! On this road, it's not a friend.

is the enemy! I looked calm, and there was not even a trace of anger on my face. I casually took off three pieces of paper on the map, threw them on the ground, sighed, and sighed, "I think I will take time to talk to these three gentlemen in the next two days... Since they can't give them a favor, I have to visit... For a moment He smiled slowly word by word and said, "I can't say it. I will persuade them to give up these three sites.

So... now these three sites.

I don't think there is a master.

I deliberately bit the word "persuasion" very hard. Everyone here understood what I meant, and many people's eyes couldn't help but feel cold! No one doubts the validity of what I said! Even the domineering Da Ruan was killed by me.

These three guys, what is it?! " Next, dear Mr. Bill.

I was sighing again: "I still respected my dear Mr. Bill, because he used to be an old friend of Mr. Norton.

But just now, everyone saw it.

He didn't give me face.

I have always been very face-saving.

If others don't give me face, then I have to give him face.

More importantly.

His inappropriate words really broke my heart... Alas, he actually said that I was a yellow monkey... God, what I hate most is this kind of racial discrimination! Racial discrimination is not a good habit.

I remained calm and took off the color representing Bill's territory from the map. I said casually, "Some mistakes can be forgiven, but some mistakes must be punished."

I casually threw the paper on the ground, and I smiled at everyone.

said softly, "Don't worry, I'll have a good talk with Mr. Bill.

If he refuses to speak, then I have to 'persuasion' him.

Someone seemed to want to talk, but he looked at the dagger in my hand, swallowed his spit, and finally didn't say anything.

"In this world, if there is territory, there must be someone."

I spread out my hand and shrugged my shoulders: "Let me calculate. Well, except for the three gentlemen who were not invited today, plus the Vietnamese, and dear Bill, we have now vacated at least four plots.

What I hate most is wasting... If these four sites are so empty, it's not a good habit! Right? My words made everyone's eyes look a little more! Since Mr. Da Ruan gave me all his territory, I think I have the right to deal with it, right? I smiled, and my eyes turned around on everyone's faces and fell on the Italians: 'Dear Mr. Abetoni, I have always felt that the St. Louis neighborhood is too small. I think there are just a few good construction companies on this Skeville Street near the St. Louis neighborhood... I know the decoration materials. But it's a profitable business. I don't think you will refuse, will you? Anyway, Mr. Da Ruan doesn't need this street anymore, right? With that, under the surprised eyes of the Italians, I quickly added a touch of green belonging to the Italians to the map.

"Mr. Jaid."

I turned my head and looked at the Indian: "The two blocks in Area C originally belonged to Locke's guy, but since he didn't attend our meeting today, I also said I would talk to him... So, I think you don't mind taking over part of his territory, do you? Well, it just so happens that there are two good parking lot in this block, both of which are profitable businesses.

The Indians smiled happily, and I drew a mark on the map.

..................At the end of the conference, everyone else was divided into a large piece on the map.

And I just looked at the two old people of the Hua Gang who were already waiting impatiently.

After a pause, I took a look at the two old men of the Hua Gang, and looked a little more polite. The two people from the Hua Gang came today, one surnamed He and known as Uncle He. They are the leaders of the largest gang in the Hua Gang in Chinatown now.

This is the third time I've seen him. The last time I was at the police station.

And the first time I saw him was when I was in the ring with the sand tiger, who was known as the top master of the Chinese gang.

"Uncle He, the site left by Mr. Bill is just bordering Chinatown. I'm afraid I don't have the energy to take over that place, so..." I smiled and added a blue to the map, which represents the Huabang on the map.

"Uncle He, the blue above represents many Chinese gang forces in Chinatown.

I know that there are many gangs in the Hua Gang, so I don't have any subdivisions one by one.

Because Huabang is self-contained, as for this new territory, how to subdivide it, I, as an outsider, is not easy to intervene. Uncle He, you can close the door and discuss it by yourself.

My words have given enough face to Huabang. The highest status in Huabang is Uncle He in front of me. I said that I would not interfere and let them discuss it by themselves. In fact, it is equivalent to implying to him that I am willing to support him, Uncle He, to collect those large and small Huabangs in Chinatown.

Close the door to discuss? This Uncle He's power is the strongest in the Hua Gang. The so-called discussion means that I acquiesce that he can get the largest part! What's the reason why he is unhappy? Moreover, just for Bill and me today, I will definitely deal with that arrogant white man! I came forward to fight down the territory, and then gave it to the Chinese gang for nothing. They will not refuse such a good thing.

Everyone got a satisfactory result, and they all got a big piece on the map.

Of course, the biggest winner is me.

Because the big circle will take over the territory of most Vietnamese.

Although in order to win everyone's support, I gave up a few blocks to these people, but at the same time, with their default, I can let go of the three gangs that did not participate in the invitation today, as well as Bill.

The Italians are really greedy. He has been given a new territory, which is enough to make his territory twice as much as before! But at this moment, he was still a little dissatisfied. He suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Chen Yang, in addition to Bill, there are those who left just now... What should they do?" Shit! This guy, do you want me to kill all those gangs? Too greedy! ! This kind of stupid thing, not to mention that I don't have so much power now... Even if I had it, I wouldn't do it! How much movement do you have to cause to kill so many people and so many gangs at once? Do you want Vancouver to be messed up again? In that case, I'm afraid Doug will be the first to bring a large number of policemen to me! I smiled and added my lips gently: "Mr. Abetoni, I just said that some mistakes must be punished... But some mistakes can also be forgiven.

As long as the mistakes made on impulse can be remedied afterwards, I think they can be forgiven, what do you think? The key is to see whether they choose to be my friend or my enemy.

I held a dagger in one hand, carried it behind me, slowly walked to the table, walked around the table to the Italian, patted him gently on the shoulder, and took a deep breath.

"People who are my friends will live a good life!" I looked at everyone here with a smile, and then my eyes turned and fell on the table. There was Da Ruan's head! My tone changed and became cold: ... Since I was my enemy, I have paid the price!"