The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 335 This is also a kind of unity

Zhao Hong held the phone quite far away from his head. Even so, the MPD chief's roar was clearly audible. The MPD chief almost wanted to eat Zhao Hong.

"Can you tell me for sure?" Roble said with a dark face, "They are causing a big fuss in Miami now!"

"This has nothing to do with me, Director. I have been staying at home obediently." Zhao Hong sounded a little aggrieved.

Roble's expression on the other end of the phone was horrible: "Of course I know you have been at home, but among those people is your subordinate Zhao Hong! How do you explain it?"

"I'm already at home, how should I know where my men are?" Zhao Hong said righteously.

"Are you playing dumb in front of me?" Rober cursed with a dark face: "Did I ask anything from you? I just want you to end it all!"

"Yes, you bastard have been at home the whole time, but I can see those black people from your Black Hand gang in every corner of Miami! They have mixed in with the Arizona refugees!"

"Hey, watch your words, Roble." Zhao Hong reminded: "They are a group of human rights fighters. The atmosphere in Miami is not Phoenix. If you spread this, no one will support you except me."

"Fuck you, Zhao Hong. Don't you think I know what you are doing? You let these human rights fighters fight for your territory. Brother Lor is riding on a black girl, and those bastards suddenly barged in and said they are oppressing black people!"

"They killed those two poor brothers right there!"

Zhao Hong was stunned. The Lohr Brotherhood was a not-so-big gang in Miami. They were white people and got a lot of weapons from somewhere. Moreover, this gang controlled areas with a large white population, making it difficult for other gangs to infiltrate.

This also includes Zhao Hong, because most of the people on Zhao Hong's side are Latinos and blacks.

It's a very difficult gang to deal with.

Zhao Hong could assassinate them, but he was not a fool. He knew that after killing those two men, the plate over there would still belong to the white people.

Moreover, these two people are very obedient. They use all their money to consolidate their own base and have no intention of expanding outward at all.

So Zhao Hong kept them. As someone from Dongda University, he knew too well that one should not tackle some difficult tasks by oneself.

He can force his opponent to bite.

For example, those black gangs who were beaten up by Zhao Hong and were at a loss.

Why is it different from what I planned?
After thinking for a while, Zhao Hong said: "Roble, you know me. I have no problem with white people."

Roble said unkindly: "But those damn niggers have a lot of problems with white people!"

“But they do oppress black people.”

"Fuck Zhao Hong! There are three of them! How can they not be pressed! Are those Cuban chicks you find always on top?"

"That won't do!" Zhao Hong said in a serious tone: "However, how did you know about this matter, Roble? And in such detail? Are you also there?"

"I'm not interested in niggers!" Rober yelled angrily, "It was that nigger who called the police, you know? She said that!"

Zhao Hong smacked his lips and said, "Think positively of Roble. At least she is a law-abiding citizen."

"Law-abiding? Do you think she's here to report a murder?"

"if not?"

"She called the police and said those black guys killed her client! Her client hasn't paid yet! She asked us to catch those guys. Since they killed someone, they have to pay for the death!"

Zhao Hong: “.”

Zhao Hong looked at Jia Yu who had been listening to the phone.

The latter's mouth twitched several times, as if he was holding back something.

"What about that woman?"

"Nonsense! Of course he was arrested if she turned herself in! She even said she was going to find a lawyer to sue us for harboring a criminal!"

Roble seemed very angry: "Do you know how many psychopaths have come to MPD recently?"

"I always thought you were used to it."

“It’s not a matter of habit at all!”

After thinking for a while, Zhao Hong said, "How do you want me to help you, Roble?"

Roble took a deep breath: "Let those niggers behave themselves! Stop fighting for territory! We arrested several black people, but they started giving speeches to those black people in the detention center! They even said that they would run for congressman and release them all when they get out!"

Zhao Hong laughed out loud: "No one will believe him, right?"

But Roble didn't answer a word.

Zhao Hong was a little confused: "Did anyone believe it?"

"Don't even mention the criminals. Those stupid black prison guards believed it! Because that bastard said he was the governor, they made him the director of the MPD. Several white prison guards who were dealing with him were attacked!"

"Is this my fault, Rob? Couldn't you have arranged for white people to guard all of them?"

"This is fucking Miami. The white people here either run businesses, come on vacation, or come to work!"

"Besides these, the rest are just that bunch of stupid Cubans, disgusting Latinos, damned blacks and bastard Asians like you! Where can I find so many white prison guards!"

"You want me to pull our MPD police officers to be prison guards? And let those black Latinos patrol the streets? If you want Miami to become a hell, just say it!"

"That's very racist, Rob."

"I am!"

"Okay, I understand your idea. How about I get my people back?"

Roble's voice suddenly became louder: "Are you threatening me, Zhao Hong?"

"Is this considered a threat?" Zhao Hong was somewhat helpless: "To be honest with you, Rob, do you know why I'm at home? Because I can't control those black people. I'm an Asian and I'm discriminated against by them!"

"So your people are still in their team?"

"Same skin color, right?"

"Can't they just stop?"

"Believe me, if that happened, my people would also die on the streets. You can check the resumes of these people and find out why the state of Arizona drove them away. You shouldn't come to me, Rob, you should go to the mayor or the governor."

"You should have them issue an order that black people from Arizona are not allowed to come to Florida, they are not allowed to come to Miami."

There was silence on the other end, and then he said, "Thank you. Do we need to issue a visa to people from Arizona to come here?"

Zhao Hong's eyes lit up: "What a good idea, Roble, you are a genius!"

"Why don't you just kill me! Do you want us to split America?"

"Then I really have no choice." Zhao Hong said innocently: "I really can't control them."

"Then kill them!" Rober said viciously: "These guys beat up the Rodil gang and made them run to the MPD for refuge! My police station is to protect civilians, not these gangsters."

"You lied Roble."

"Well, at least we can get those niggers out of here, right? My officers were all terrified, and one idiot couldn't help but arrest two of them. Now that's good."

"MPD is now facing two lawsuits worth $50,000! $50,000! I can buy their lives with $50,000!"

"Maybe you should do this?"

"Your colleagues are now being beaten up and running around the city! No one is taking orders! Will you take them?"

"I'm an upright man Robble."

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore! I'll give you three days to make them behave themselves! Otherwise, otherwise..."

Otherwise, Roble couldn't make any sense after talking for a long time.

Zhao Hong burst into laughter.

After laughing, Zhao Hong looked at Jia Yu.

The latter nodded, and Zhao Hong then said: "What I can guarantee is that this group of people will not affect civilians when they are fighting for territory."

"Do you know how many civilians witnessed the shooting?"

"so what?"

"Crime rate, crime rate!"

"I always thought you didn't care about the crime rate, as long as you closed the cases."

Zhao Hong's tone calmed down: "I don't need to teach you this, right? Gang vendetta, what a great way to close a case."

"After all, you're not in a movie. The police in the movie are unraveling the mystery, but the real police have a mountain of cases, right?"

"Are you sure you can do this?"

"At least for now."

"Now?"

"What else? Who knows what will happen in the future? If you let in tens of thousands of black people, I'm just an Asian, not Jesus! I won't be able to do anything by then."

"Okay, it's a deal. As long as you can make those guys behave themselves within three days and give me a peaceful Miami, you can take over those territories and we won't care."

Zhao Hong said with disdain: "I really envy you white people's shamelessness. You talk as if you have control over those territories."

After saying that, Zhao Hong hung up the phone.

He looked at Jia Yu who had been sitting next to him, and asked curiously: "So, can the gang vendetta case be closed? The police don't need to continue to intervene?"

"I thought you were used to it." Jia Yu looked at Zhao Hong strangely: "You've killed a lot of people, right? You don't even know about this in America? It sounds counterintuitive, but that's only for us."

"Damn it, I always thought that because I paid enough money, they just pretended not to know." "There is a reason for this, but here it is not a case that can be closed only after the murderer is found after the person dies. If it is not suicide, gang vendettas are not the process of committing the crime, but the way of closing the case. You are not used to the American Zhao Hong yet."

Zhao Hong looked grim: "How much money did I lose?"

Jia Yu stood up and said, "The next step is to control those black people. I have found those guys with strong action and leadership in the past few days. I will leave the list to you. As for how to control them..."

"Whether you use coercion, inducement, or some special means to control me is up to you. My request is simple. If you haven't done it by the time I come back."

Jia Yu's eyes were cold: "Believe me, Quan Rui will appear in your bed. How much of your skills will be left by then depends on your luck."

Zhao Hong's face turned pale all of a sudden.

But he immediately realized something was wrong: "You want to leave?"

"I'm just going out to do something and will be back in about two or three days."

"what?"

"My boss's job was to unite the blacks and Latinos and Cubans here."

Zhao Hong quickly said: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible. Even uniting black people is impossible."

"I know this truth, so I have to do these things."

"What do you mean? I don't understand."

Jia Yu said calmly: "Who says slavery and domination are not a form of solidarity?"

Zhao Hong’s eyes widened at that moment.

What did I hear? What is this person going to do? Why is slavery coming?
And where did they come from?
Miami has a population of over 500,000, of which more than 100,000 to 200,000 are white, and the rest are various minorities.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hong was suddenly stunned.

More than 200,000 is not a lot. In big cities in China, there are only these people in a few communities or one or two streets.

And regardless of ordinary people, others can try to manage as long as there are people.

But now the question is where do people come from?
Forget it.

Zhao Hong shook his head and decided to control these guys who stood out first.

Zhao Hong contacted Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui waited for a long time before coming.

"Why does it take so long?" Zhao Hong was a little dissatisfied when he saw Wang Fugui arriving.

Wang Fugui said helplessly: "I have to prepare what Jia Yu wants for him."

"Ah? Didn't he go out? What does he want now?"

"Didn't I tell you? He asked me for the videos of those niggas having fun in the bar, and asked me to prepare luxury cars for them, but I had to take videos and photos."

"Oh, by the way." Wang Fugui continued: "We also found some MCN companies to package them."

Zhao Hong's eyes widened: "Packaging for gangsters? Don't you know what they do?"

"How would I know? Anyway, Jia Yu asked us to do this, so we just followed his instructions. However, the direction of MCN's packaging is that of a nouveau riche."

"Anyway, those niggers not only cooperated, but also enjoyed it. They looked extremely happy, and they just listened to whatever I said."

"Okay." Zhao Hong said, taking out his phone: "Jia Yu sent me a list and asked us to find a way to control these people."

"Although I can use coercion and bribery, I always feel that the speed is not fast enough, so you have to do me a favor. Can your puppetry not turn people into that?"

"We can try to control them for a short time." Wang Fugui said, "Just like the boss did in the beginning, except that the boss has real skills and we don't, so we can't control them for too long, otherwise we'll be exposed. But I can make them follow my movements within a few minutes."

"What will happen over time?"

"Well, he has completely become a puppet." At this point, Wang Fugui added: "It happens many times."

Zhao Hong became excited: "That's enough! That's enough!"

This is exactly the effect Zhao Hong wanted. With coercion and inducement, some supernatural means are enough to control these guys.

At that time, we can make up some weird stuff and package Wang Fugui as a mysterious oriental wizard. This will be much more effective than coercion and inducement to Americans, especially those guys with little academic qualifications.

Thanks to the boss for his hoodie man, and thanks to America for its human experiments.

Although the boss didn't say it, Zhao Hong knew that there were a lot of inexplicable mysterious sects appearing in America now.

But it's nothing new. This country is already full of cults. Zhao Hong doesn't understand why his boss doesn't take advantage of it.

But since the boss doesn't use it, he must have his reasons.

Things here were proceeding in full swing, and Jia Yu got on the plane.

A plane...to Phoenix, Arizona.

That night, Jia Yu arrived at the hotel where he had stayed before.

He is waiting for someone here.

After a while, the door opened and a man walked in: "This is really strange, Jia, you can come to Los Angeles to find me, why do you have to let me come to this place? Do you know how dangerous it is for me to come here?"

"Don't think I don't know Xiong En. You've been to this place quite often."

“Hehehe.” Xiong En laughed: “You haven’t told me why you didn’t come to Los Angeles to find me.”

"Because I think I'm still young." Jia Yu looked at him and said, "Have you made an appointment?"

"Of course." Xiong En said proudly, "Mallory and I are half-brothers! If I come forward, this will definitely work!"

"There's at least a thirty-year age difference between you two, right?"

"What's that word you have in the East? I forgot to hand it in!"

"Friends regardless of age difference, really, Xiong En, it's hard enough for you to learn English well with your learning ability, so don't challenge our language."

Xiong En smiled awkwardly: "Don't you think the gentleman will like it?"

"Don't worry, the boss only likes you to be a bastard. As long as you continue to be yourself, you won't fall out of favor."

"Okay." Xiong En said and looked around: "I have a party here, do you want to go?"

“How come there are parties everywhere you go?”

Xiong En said proudly: "Because I am Xiong En Bazel! Bachelor party, oh Jia, are you really not interested? Do you know how exciting our bachelor party is?"

Jia Yu said calmly: "I'm afraid of getting sick. But if I remember correctly, you just said that you just arrived here, so be careful."

"Of course, I am very cautious." Xiong En said, "I brought bodyguards with me, so I still have some awareness of prevention."

Xiong En waved his hand and said, "I have arranged your meeting for tomorrow. Today, I have to show off my prowess at the bachelor party!"

Jia Yu shook his head. Xiong En was reliable when he was reliable, but he was still a bastard most of the time.

"There is something." Jia Yu said.

"Damn it! Jia, couldn't you have said it earlier? I was already at the door!"

"It's very simple. Our operation needs to be as secret as possible. So, let's buy a few hotels in places like Miami and Phoenix."

"Don't ask me for this little thing!"

"How about buying an airline?"

"What did you say!"

"A small airline will do. I remember that many airlines in the United States need sponsors now."

"Well guess what the reason is, dear Jia."

“It’s not profitable, right?”

"What else!! What do you want that thing for?!"

"Nothing, it's just to hide our whereabouts."

"You're an international student, dear! You're not a spy! Even if you were a spy, I've never heard of you buying a fucking airline just to hide your tracks!"

Jia Yu smiled happily: "Yes, no one would have thought of that, right? I have a feeling that we will probably have to travel around in the future."

"Okay, okay, buy, buy, buy them all!" Xiong En was about to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

"Jia!! You can't play me like this, I just helped you!"

"I'm reminding you," Jia Yu said, "Leave quickly after playing tonight. This broken place will soon be in chaos."

"Damn it!" Xiong En's face turned pale: "You should have said it earlier!"

"You would have gone back earlier if you had told me so?"

"No, tell me earlier and I'll ask him to hold the bachelor party somewhere else! I have to go and have some fun! I'm warning you, Jia Yu! Don't tell me to wait anymore!"

After saying that, Xiong En ran out without looking back, as if he was afraid that Jia Yu would say wait a moment again.

Seeing this scene, Jia Yu sighed: "You are a rare person to have never been influenced by the boss."

(End of this chapter)