The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 249 This is My San Francisco

With the loud explosion, the already shattered windows were scattered everywhere, and some corpses and Jews in the restaurant were directly blown out by the shock wave.

Even if the Jews in the restaurant were not blown to pieces, they were thrown against the wall and their bones were shattered.

Blood was flowing from my nose and ears, I felt dizzy and couldn't hear anything.

Chen Zhengwei leaned against the back of the carriage and whistled, and he began to get excited.

It's this kind of grand scene that makes people's adrenaline rush.

Although he doesn't need to take action most of the time, he always feels excited every time he faces such a scene.

It's human nature, and the pleasure is stronger than hitting eight guys in one night.

Chen Zhengwei stretched out his hand to the side, and the henchman handed Chen Zhengwei three tubes of explosives tied together. He put them on the cigar and lit them, then took two steps back and threw them into the second-floor window with force.

Then he leaned back against the carriage and covered his ears with his hands.

Another loud explosion was heard.

Chen Zhengwei waved his hand, and the men around him rushed into the restaurant and started shooting.

Someone immediately noticed a large metal suitcase in the corner, which looked like it was filled with money, and immediately ran over excitedly to grab the suitcase.

"We are from Chicago..." Lucky Star Colm hadn't fainted yet.

Although he couldn't get up and couldn't hear any sound, he immediately groaned when he saw the people rushing in.

He now had only one thought in his mind: Fuck San Francisco!
The two thugs had no time to listen to him since they were foreigners anyway.

He raised his hand and shot Colm.

He fired a few more shots at the other people, then dragged the box over.

"So heavy? At least more than 20 kilograms!" one person said in surprise, and then became excited.

The other man saw that there was still a hand attached, so he pulled out a dagger from his waist and chopped off the hand.

Then the two of them rushed out with the box in their hands: "Brother Wei, we found it!"

"What did you find?" Chen Zhengwei looked surprised, and then he saw the henchman running towards him carrying a large box.

"Brother Wei, is this your money?"

Chen Zhengwei was full of doubts, but his expression remained unchanged.

He raised his hand and shot the combination lock, breaking it. He opened the box, which was full of US dollars with Andrew Jackson's portrait printed on it.

They are all 20 dollars.

Just by looking at the size of the box, Chen Zhengwei knew that it would contain no less than 20 US dollars.

He pulled the cross out from under his neck and kissed it.

Thank God for His gifts.

God still favors me!

"My money was indeed taken by these losers!" Chen Zhengwei wanted to speak in a cold voice, but he couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

"Count how many there are!" Chen Zhengwei said to Li Xiwen and several of his men beside him.

Then he patted the shoulders of the two henchmen who brought the boxes and said, "Not bad, you are Datou Hua, right?"

If I remember correctly, this is a member of the Chen family.

The people he brought with him this time were all his direct subordinates, the ones who were the most daring and combative.

"Brother Wei still remembers me!" The other party immediately laughed.

"What about you?" Chen Zhengwei looked at another person, who was a stranger.

"Huang Qiuchen! Brother Wei, just call me Ah Cheng!" Huang Qiuchen smiled from ear to ear.

"All the brothers have made contributions this time, but you two have the best luck and have made the greatest contributions. I will remember you two!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

When others saw this scene, their eyes suddenly turned red with envy.

"Where did you find the money?" Chen Zhengwei asked.

Afterwards, he was taken to the bodies of Fuxing Colm and others.

Irish?

Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows. Since they could come up with so many US dollars, they must not be a local Irish gang.

"Search what you have on you!"

The thugs immediately took out pistols, train tickets, and knives from the men.

"Brother Wei, train tickets!"

"Omaha to San Francisco... Chicago to Omaha..." Chen Zhengwei took a look and immediately knew where they were from.

"Chicago again?"

Chen Zhengwei feels that he has a special connection with Chicago.

Pinkerton Detective Agency is also headquartered in Chicago.

"Is there anyone still breathing?" Chen Zhengwei kicked a corpse.

The two henchmen checked and said, "Hey, Brother Wei, this guy is still alive. How could he be so lucky?"

The one who was also angry was Lucky Star Colm. This guy is really lucky.

But if you don't take care of it, you won't live long.

"Take him back and let the doctor find a way to revive him. I still have something to ask him." Chen Zhengwei was still interested in the identities of these people.

Of course, if you want him to spit out the money that has entered his mouth, even God cannot do that.

However, the identities of these people still need to be clarified.

After all, he took such a large sum of money from the other party and killed his people, so the hatred was created.

Leaving the restaurant, Li Xiwen said, "Brother Wei, the total is $220,000."

"That means there are still 80,000 that have not been found!" Chen Zhengwei immediately took over the conversation.

Li Xiwen's expression was subtle, and then he nodded.

Chen Zhengwei got on the carriage and waited for a while before Michael and the agents arrived.

"What's going on here?"

"Just now, a group of gangsters were causing trouble here and hanged Jamie Mays... Then I had a gunfight with them! After all, I am also from the Investigation Bureau. I certainly can't just ignore such a thing..."

Michael didn't bother to listen to his nonsense. He approached and said, "Are you sure it was Jamie Mays who did it? You and he seem to be friends."

"Show it to Officer Michael! Fortunately, I came early, otherwise my money would be gone!" Chen Zhengwei tilted his head, and Li Xiwen put the blood-stained box in his hand on his knees and opened it, revealing the US dollars inside.

"That guy is crazy!" Michael couldn't doubt it when he saw such a box of US dollars.

"I'll leave this to you!"

"Can you please not use explosives in the future? The residents thought that an army was attacking San Francisco!" Michael said in a low voice.

"Definitely next time!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

……

At the same time, Aaron and Yan Qingyou also brought people to the Jewish territory.

Before, Chen Zhengwei asked Green to take people to keep an eye on Jamie Mays's men, so it was easy to find them now.

Several Jewish people were eating in a restaurant.

The door of the restaurant was kicked open, and Yan Qingyou came in aggressively with a dozen people.

"You..." The Jews were a little surprised, wondering who had offended these Chinese.

"Jamie Mays sent people to rob us of 30 yuan. Do you really think we can't find out?" Yan Qingyou grinned grimly, and the henchmen behind him raised their hands and pointed their guns at the Jews.

“You are wrong…” The Jews stood up quickly.

Bang bang bang!

A burst of gunfire rang out, and the Jews were shot to pieces.

Everyone else in the restaurant hid under the table in silence.

Yan Qingyou glanced around before leaving with his men in a swagger.

On another street, several Jews were sitting on the side of the road.

A carriage stopped in front of the group, and one of Chen Zhengwei's henchmen greeted them from the window: "HELLO! Good evening!"

"Chinese!" Several Jews stood up with a relaxed look on their faces, not realizing the danger at all.

The carriage door opened, and a thug pointed a gun at several people, while the young man who greeted them from the window also raised his pistol with a sly smile on his face.

Following a burst of gunfire, several people were killed on the roadside.

Gunfire was heard almost everywhere from Montgomery Street to South Market Street.

Ordinary people hid at home and dared not go out, having no idea what was happening.

I just knew something big must have happened.

The gunfire gradually stopped until midnight, and only some people associated with the gang dared to go out quietly to inquire.

Soon, a piece of news spread.

Jamie Mays robbed China Chen of a huge sum of money, and then China Chen cleared out Jamie Mays' entire force, leaving the streets littered with dead bodies.

The territory that was originally owned by Jamie Mays is now inhabited by Chinese.

The agents from the Bureau of Investigation were more like cleaning up the floor than putting out fires. They simply carried the bodies away and asked a few casual questions before leaving.

He was too lazy to even do such superficial work as asking.

……

"So this is all Jamie Mays has?" Chen Zhengwei looked at the title deed and loan contract, as well as 30,000 US dollars in cash in front of him, and felt unsatisfied.

After leaving the restaurant, he went to Jamie Mays' company and home.

Excluding cash, Jamie Mays' assets were less than $20, and he also had a mortgage of $15. Even if he wanted to take over these properties, he couldn't avoid the loan.

In other words, Jamie Mays's actual assets were only $5, plus $3 in cash, and this $3 was the money he got back from recently selling a batch of opium.

All we can say is that the $100,000 from the club and the $300,000 spent on opium drained all of Jamie Mays’ funds.

"Also, we got all the goods back! Only less than one ton was missing." Rong Jiacai shrugged.

"What use do I have for that thing?" Chen Zhengwei pondered for a moment. Should he sell it again?
Who do you sell to?
In fact, that thing only sells well in San Francisco, but it is not easy to sell in other parts of the United States because people don't have the habit of smoking opium.

However, after defeating Jamie Mays, Chen Zhengwei's territory more than doubled.

Remember, South of Market is larger than Chinatown and North Beach combined.

Of course, there are more factories here, but there is also a commercial area.

Jamie Mays's original territory on Montgomery Street was also occupied by Chen Zhengwei's people.

Together with the territories occupied by Greater Poland and Schultz, as well as Chinatown, the financial district and the port, Chen Zhengwei now occupies more than half of San Francisco.

Today, most of San Francisco, the entire downtown, and all the prosperous areas except the theater district and most of North Beach are Chen Zhengwei's territory.

"Tell them that we will reward them based on their merits tomorrow!" Chen Zhengwei instructed the scholar.

"Have someone keep an eye on that Chicago guy, and let me know if he's rescued!"

After giving the instructions, Chen Zhengwei returned to the club in high spirits.

He just threw two bundles of explosives, which was not satisfying enough, so he wanted to go back and continue fighting.

And you have to fight eight of them!
...the dividing line between one and eight...

It was not until noon the next day that Chen Zhengwei rubbed his waist and crawled out from the pile of bodies.

He actually hit eight.

After taking the medicine, he kicked the man awake, threw $320, and then drove him away.

"thank you boss!"

"I love you boss!"

Everyone who walked past Chen Zhengwei kissed him on the face.

Draw open the curtains, sit in a chair, smoke a cigarette, and look at the vibrant San Francisco below.

The carriages on the road, the well-dressed gentlemen on the street, the newspaper boys hawking their wares along the street, and the middle class walking briskly...

He likes this place more and more.

These times aren't that bad.

because……

“This is my San Francisco.”

(End of this chapter)