The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 182 Good evening, Mr. Otto
The Sunset District is located in the southwest of San Francisco. It was not fully developed at this time, and near the edge you can see large tracts of farmland and sand dunes outside the city.

However, there were a lot of people on the main streets, and it was also very chaotic.

At seven o'clock in the evening, prostitutes wearing fluffy skirts and propped up their hips with racks can be seen everywhere on Irwin Street, pedestrians fighting in groups, and groups of rude drunkards entering and leaving bars and casinos.

"Is that it?" Yan Qingyou looked through the carriage window at the people walking under the gas lamp.

Before the translator beside him could speak, the Greater Poland henchman had already shaken his head.

"No, it's not."

Yan Qingyou glanced at the pocket watch in his hand and felt a little anxious.

"Wait another ten minutes. If you still can't see the target, rush into the casino and have a look."

The eyes of Dapol's men suddenly lit up: "Here he comes, that's Moran!"

The translator whispered a few words into Yan Qingyou's ear, but before that Yan Qingyou had already followed the gaze of Great Poland's men.

I saw four people staggering towards me from the street.

The leader was a brown-haired man wearing a khaki suit. He was tall and about the same height as Chen Zhengwei.

Pedestrians on the road moved aside when they saw him.

"Finally the fucking guy is here!" Yan Qingyou put the pocket watch in his pocket, took out the pistol, and waited until the other party was parallel to the carriage before pushing open the carriage door and getting out.

At the same time, people on the two carriages in front and behind also got off, and more than a dozen people pointed guns at the four people who were surrounded in the middle.

Moran's face changed, with a fierce light in his eyes, and then he slowly raised his hand.

Bang bang bang!

Yan Qingyou and his men shot all four to death without saying a word.

Then he walked up to the group and lowered his gun to fire at them, especially Moran, who was the leader.

Only when Moran had completely turned into a sieve did Yan Qingyou and others return to the carriage.

"Go to 19th Street!"

……

On Jude Street, Aaron and his men got off the carriage, took a look at the loan company in front of them, and then kicked the door open.

As the two men inside stood up, they saw more than a dozen people rushing in with guns pointed at them.

The two Irish youths immediately looked frightened and raised their hands.

"Search!" Aaron ordered after taking a quick look around.

The men behind him immediately searched the loan company.

"Brother Long, there is only this one person."

"Fuck!" Aaron stepped forward and punched a young man in the face, then said to the translator: "Ask them where the target is... If they don't tell me, kill them."

"Others, look around and see if there's anything you can take." Aaron kicked over the table next to him.

"There's a cabinet in there!"

"Open it!" Aaron asked someone to break open the cabinet, and saw that most of the things inside were account books and the like, as well as quite a few IOUs.

Other than that, there was only one thousand dollars in cash.

"Take the account book and these." Aaron put away the cash and instructed others.

Then he walked back and asked, "Did you say it?"

"They don't know!" said the translator.

"Don't know? Then what's the point of keeping them?" Aaron took out a gun and shot one of them in the head.

After a few gunshots, Aaron led his men away from the loan company.

……

Otto Powell loved flowers very much, so he would personally check the flowers in the store every day to see if they were bright enough.

Besides, tomorrow morning, a congressman needs a batch of flowers.

At this moment, he was holding a pair of scissors and pruning the flowers himself in the operating room.

As for the Chinese, he didn't care at all.

The explosives were delivered today, and in two days someone will be arranged to send the Chinese man and his casino into space.

At this time, several carriages arrived at Avenue 19.

The carriage stopped by the roadside, and a young man said to the people in the carriage: "Otto is in the flower shop."

"Let the other cars park to the side, let's take a turn first!" Chen Zhengwei ordered.

Lin Changning looked out the window all the way.

She felt that this place was not as good as Chinatown, after all, Chinatown was in the center of San Francisco.

A moment later, a carriage passed by the flower shop and Chen Zhengwei took a look through the window.

There were two people not far outside the flower shop, and two people inside the flower shop... There were also people working inside, blocked by the bouquets of flowers by the window, but it could be seen that there were three people.

Chen Zhengwei judged in his mind that the two people at the door and inside were the gunman and the bodyguard, and the three inside were Otto and the people working in the flower shop.

After a while, the carriage went around to the back of the street, and Chen Zhengwei saw two Irishmen smoking in the alley. This should be the back door of the flower shop.

Chen Zhengwei rang the bell to stop the carriage.

Then he got off the car with Lin Changning.

"Notify the people in front, when you hear gunshots, kill the gunman outside and rush in!"

Chen Zhengwei told the coachman that he planned to meet Otto in person.

After the carriage left, Chen Zhengwei lit a cigarette and walked towards the alley with Lin Changning.

Lin Changning ran two steps, kicked the wall and flipped over, and landed on the wall behind the two Irishmen with only a slight sound.

Then he drew two knives from his waist, slightly bent his body, and walked on the wall like a nimble cat, all the way to the top of the two men's heads.

Lin Changning jumped down, turned his body in mid-air, and stabbed someone's throat with the knife in his right hand.

At the moment of landing, the knife in his left hand stabbed diagonally into the second person's lower abdomen. At the same time, he turned around, drew the knife with his right hand, and stabbed it into the second person's neck.

After finishing all this, Lin Changning pulled out the knife with great satisfaction and wiped it on the two men.

"It's so beautifully done!" Chen Zhengwei came in with a cigarette in his mouth and said with a smile.

Lin Changning raised his neck, obviously feeling somewhat proud.

There has been nothing to do in the martial arts gym recently and she was a little bored. Today, she accompanied Chen Zhengwei to do something and felt much more refreshed.

Chen Zhengwei walked to the back door of the flower shop, stood there and finished smoking his cigarette, threw it on the ground and twisted it with his feet, then opened the back door and walked in.

I saw an Irishman, about 1.7 meters tall, with brown hair, with his back to me. He was wearing a white shirt and apron, and trousers and leather shoes.

This person should be your target.

As rumored, he likes flowers.

Chen Zhengwei felt that he could give him a death that suited his status and use him to grow flowers.

In addition, there were two people, a man and a woman, helping nearby. One of them was stunned when she saw Chen Zhengwei.

"Otto!" Chen Zhengwei had a gun in his hand.

Otto Powell felt something was wrong and turned his head to look over.

boom!
Chen Zhengwei shot Otto in the arm and then kicked him.

Otto felt as if he had been kicked by a horse, and he hit the operating table hard and then fell to the ground.

Chen Zhengwei pointed his gun at the two gunmen sitting in the flower shop.

One of them was shot in the chest as he reached his hands behind him, while the other was shot dead as he just pulled out his gun.

At the same time, Lin Changning also pounced towards the two people next to him. The short knife in his hand flashed a cold light and pierced into the young man's chin.

Then he turned his body, stuck close to the young man's body, went around behind him, appeared in front of another woman, stabbed her in the ribs with a knife, then pulled out the knife and stabbed it into her neck.

There was no mercy when he struck.

As gunshots rang out outside, a group of people rushed into the flower shop. Chen Zhengwei grabbed Otto Powell's hair and pulled him up, then asked Dapolan who rushed in, "Is it him?"

"Yes, sir!"

Chen Zhengwei grabbed Otto's hair and made him look at him.

"Good evening, Mr. Otto!"

"Chinese!" Otto gritted his teeth and looked at the tall young man in front of him. "Anyone with eyesight can see that!" Chen Zhengwei sneered and kicked Otto on the knee.

Click!
With the sound of broken bones, Otto's legs twisted into a horrible shape and he let out a scream.

"Originally, we have nothing to do with each other, but do you want to find someone to kill me?" Chen Zhengwei let go of his hand, and Otto fell down immediately. Chen Zhengwei kicked Otto in the face.

Bang!
Otto crashed onto the operating table with a bloody face.

"Do you have anything you want to say now?" Chen Zhengwei smiled and put the muzzle of the gun into Otto's mouth.

Otto forced himself to open his eyes, which were filled with anger and hatred. He wanted to spit blood at Chen Zhengwei, but he couldn't do it at all.

"Mr. Otto is very tough!" Chen Zhengwei stood up and stepped on the ankle of his other foot.

Otto groaned in pain again and struggled continuously, trying to pull his foot out from under Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei pulled out a crowbar from somewhere and swung it directly at Otto's face.

Now I finally feel comfortable.

He has been thinking about this for two days. It's bad for his health!

"Brother Wei, there are a lot of explosives here!" a thug poked his head out and said.

"Explosives?"

"Yeah, a big box!"

"Is it used to blow me up?" Chen Zhengwei sneered and walked over to take a look. It was indeed a box of explosive tubes.

He thought about it and it seemed possible.

After all, the gang doesn’t fucking mine, so they don’t need explosives at all.

Then he wanted to kill himself two days ago, but he ended up killing all the gunmen himself.

He immediately became furious, walked back and stepped on Otto's hand and broke it: "Hang him outside!"

"You say, these people are so cruel? They even use explosives!" Chen Zhengwei said to Lin Changning indignantly.

Especially since he had considered throwing the bomb right in, but changed his mind when he wanted Otto to see him with his own eyes.

Otherwise, the bomb will detonate the explosives inside, and even those outside will be implicated.

Chen Zhengwei paced back and forth angrily.

I asked someone to check the flower shop, but there was nothing important there, except Otto's keys.

"Do you know where his home is?" Chen Zhengwei asked Greater Poland.

Greater Poland shook his head.

"Let's catch a few people and ask them later, we will definitely find out!" Chen Zhengwei looked ruthless.

A'long and Yan Qingyou also brought people over one after another.

"Brother Wei, I've got it done!"

"I didn't find that Wes, but I brought back the account books and IOUs from their loan company!"

"I'll talk about it when I get back."

"You two take your men to the street corner and ambush! Try to catch someone who knows where Otto's house is."

"Move all the explosives into the car!" Chen Zhengwei ordered.

Then he walked out of the door and saw that Great Poland and his men had hung Otto on a street lamp. Then he walked to the carriage, took out a cannonball from under the seat, lit it, and threw it directly into the flower shop.

boom!
With a loud bang, all the glass of the flower shop shattered, and Otto kept shaking under the street light under the impact of the explosion.

The sound of the explosion also spread throughout half of the community.

Chen Zhengwei then returned to the carriage, but only moved the carriage forward a few dozen meters before stopping again.

Before long, many Irish people ran out from the surrounding alleys. After seeing that something happened at the flower shop, they hurriedly ran towards it.

However, before they ran far, more than 20 people got off the carriage and opened fire on them, causing casualties everywhere.

At the same time, gunshots were heard from the intersections on both sides of the street.

Great Poland felt a chill in his heart as he stood on the roadside and watched this scene.

Gang revenge usually involves killing the other party's boss and several important personnel. It is rare for them to ambush in several directions like Chen Zhengwei did.

Completely unscrupulous.

"What are you standing there for? Go see if there are any survivors and ask Otto where he lives!" Chen Zheng leaned out of the car window and said to Great Poland.

Dapolan led his men to check around, found a few who were still alive and questioned them, and returned to the carriage after a while: "39 Irwin Street!"

"Let's go!" Chen Zhengwei took a carriage directly to Irving Street.

At the other end of the street, Aaron was leading his men in a gunfight. Chen Zhengwei pulled out a Winchester 1873 from under the seat, jumped out of the car, aimed toward the distance, and fired several shots in succession. The opponent's gunfire suddenly became much weaker.

Lin Changning looked at Chen Zhengwei outside the car, then reached under the seat and felt nothing.

He fired eleven bullets directly, and the gunfire from the opposite side suddenly disappeared.

Then Chen Zhengwei took a carriage to Otto's house, an ordinary wooden building with a small courtyard. The outside did not look as good as Chen Zhengwei's house on Sullivan Street.

It's better inside.

With a few gunshots, everyone in the house was killed.

Chen Zhengwei went directly to the second floor and opened the safe.

He finally found a lot of cash here, which could make up for his losses.

There were stacks of US dollar bills and a box of coins in one compartment.

That adds up to more than thirty thousand dollars.

In addition, there are some shop deeds and stocks, as well as several large IOUs.

Chen Zhengwei took a glance and saw the total was fifty-five thousand.

In addition, there was a stack of passbooks, with not much money in them, ranging from a few hundred to one or two thousand, which added up to about ten thousand.

There was also a box of gold jewelry and brooches thrown together, which obviously did not come from a good place.

Chen Zhengwei threw the box of jewelry and brooch to Lin Changning.

"See if you like it."

"I'm not a robber!" Lin Changning took it and put it on the table.

"This is the compensation that guy gave me! If you don't want it, I'll give it to another woman!" Chen Zhengwei said unhappily.

Lin Changning immediately put away all the jewelry in the box.

After a while, Chen Zhengwei had someone set a fire in the house before taking his men away.

On the way back, Chen Zhengwei finally felt better.

After all, the compensation this time is not small, and he hasn't looked at the stocks and deeds yet. He estimates that the profit this time is more than 100 or 200 thousand US dollars.

With this money, I finally have more money in my hands.

After returning to Chinatown, Lin Changning took the box of jewelry home.

Chen Zhengwei returned to the casino, and a moment later, Aaron and his men dragged in a man covered in blood.

"Brother Wei, it was him. He almost ran away!"

"That Wes?"

"Yes! I have confirmed it, it is definitely correct!" Aaron's face was still splattered with blood.

"It's already like this, why did you bring it here for me to see? Get rid of it!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.

Except for Otto, the two senior executives, Wes and Moran, were eliminated. Now the Irish people could not organize themselves in a short time.

Even if there is retaliation, it will be on a small scale and will not cause any trouble.

Chen Zhengwei thought about it and it seemed that he could also drag the Italians into the water and let them attract the attention of the Irish.

After all, he was assassinated, and the Italian boss was also assassinated.

He thought it was Otto who did it.

Now that Otto is dead, with so much territory vacant, the Italians may not be able to tolerate it.

"Great Poland, go find Schulz and ask him to help me make an appointment with the Italians. I want to meet them!"

　Should I ask for a monthly pass?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)