The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 319 Du Qiao, why should I help you?

"Let's talk downstairs!" Chen Zhengwei and Du Qiao went to the bar downstairs and sat down in Chen Zhengwei's exclusive seat in the corner of the bar.

"What to drink?"

"wine!"

After a while, a glass of wine was placed in front of Chen Zhengwei and Du Qiao. Chen Zhengwei lit a cigar and felt the milky and nutty flavor of the cigar in his mouth before he said, "You can talk now!"

"Mr. Chen, in the past two days, more than 20 of our family members have been arrested... This is a big blow to us."

"I know this is because of some recent public opinions and trends in society, so I come to seek your help! Mr. Chen, in San Francisco, everyone gives you face!" Du Qiao said to Chen Zhengwei, keeping his attitude very low.

The Ferro family still maintains its original traditions and has no cooperation or connection with the judicial system.

When encountering such a thing, one can only turn to Chen Zhengwei for help.

"Seek help..." Chen Zhengwei took a few puffs of his cigar, then leaned back on the sofa with a relaxed posture and asked:

"Duccio, we are old friends. You need to give me a reason why I should help you?"

"Look, you made a lot of money, but it has nothing to do with me!" Chen Zhengwei saw Du Qiao was about to speak, and raised his hand to interrupt him: "Of course, you know, I am not short of money. I don't care how much money you make in your own territory."

"But I need to tell you that I beat the Irish away, and you gained a lot of benefits. And all you paid was to become my ally, and the gains far outweighed your efforts. This shows that I am a qualified ally!"

"And after that, I have always protected you, so the Investigation Bureau has never bothered you!"

"This is my help to my allies, but Duccio, you can't take this for granted."

"How long have you not visited me?" Chen Zhengwei paused and held up two fingers: "Two months!"

"You've been making a lot of money and living a lavish life these past two months. North Beach is so close to me, but you've never thought of coming to have a cup of tea with me!"

"Now that you are in trouble, you think of me and come to seek my help..."

"So, Duccio, why should I help you?"

Du Qiao fell silent. Chen Zhengwei's words left him speechless.

He also realized that his recent behavior had displeased Chen Zhengwei.

In San Francisco, this is a serious problem.

"This is my fault... I don't want to make any excuses! Mr. Chen, I'm sorry! My recent life of debauchery has made me a little unclear!" Du Qiao said slowly.

"I want to do something to make up for my mistake! Mr. Chen, can you tell me what to do?"

"Just remember that you still have a friend in San Francisco!"

"Italians have their best friends, the Chinese! I'm very happy that you think so!"

"As for those of you who have been arrested, I think it's a good idea to let them stay in there for a while. After all, you are very familiar with the current situation. There is a lot of public outcry, and the Investigation Bureau needs to do something!"

"But you can rest assured that they will be sent to jail for a very minor crime and stay there for a while. This is a good opportunity to enrich yourself!"

"It won't be long before they come out of prison!" Chen Zhengwei said in a calm voice.

"I understand, thank you for your help all the time!" Du Qiao nodded. He knew that Chen Zhengwei was trying to warn him, so he didn't say anything else to try to change Chen Zhengwei's mind.

Instead, he should go back and think about how to mend his relationship with Chen Zhengwei.

Watching Du Qiao leave, Chen Zhengwei played with the wine glass with a playful look on his face, then drank the red wine in the glass.

This guy is quite smart and it seems he knows where the problem lies.

……

Soon, the San Francisco Bureau of Investigation's actions to combat crime and gangs were very effective, and public security in San Francisco improved.

More than twenty members of the Italian Mafia were arrested, plus some other small families, or drunkards involved in street fights. In just one week, more than a hundred people were arrested.

There was even a good citizen of San Francisco.

A few bounty hunters got into a fight in a bar, then were reported and caught red-handed.

The result was that the bounty hunters were sent to prison and were not allowed bail, and the informant received a $500 reward... As for the title of Good Citizen of San Francisco, it will be awarded after three months.

After this incident, the other bounty hunters were shocked. They secretly cursed San Francisco for being a damned place and a piece of shit. At the same time, they endured the unfriendly looks from the people around them and searched everywhere for traces of Brother Bob.

As for the Bob brothers, they rested in San Francisco for a few days, disposed of all the stolen things, and then left San Francisco again.

But this time it's not just a few of them, but a group of more than 60 people.

"A farm near Sacramento? Is there some treasure hidden there?" Scarface, also known as Harry Ryan, shrugged and asked after learning the target of this time.

After resting for a few days in San Francisco, he finally recovered a lot.

He changed into a clean hunting suit and combed his hair and beard neatly.

If Chen Zhengwei hadn't given the order, he would have wanted to spend some more time on the woman's belly.

"Maybe! At least the farmer is rich!" The man who acted with Bob's brothers and others was called Frank, and he was the deputy of Greater Poland.

Chen Zhengwei also thinks that the bounty hunters in San Francisco are an unstable factor.

And it won’t be long before people from the Department of Justice follow to San Francisco.

So Chen Zhengwei simply sent the Bob brothers away, letting them stir up some trouble and attract the attention of the Ministry of Justice.

Horatio Page, a California farmer and former congressman, was the sponsor of Page's Bill.

He has a large farm outside of Sacramento, which is mostly managed by his oldest son, Jimmy Page.

Their goal this time is to rob the farm and kill Jimmy Page.

……

In Chicago, Robert Pinkerton's room was knocked open. "There's news. They got some explosives from various channels. They are likely to blow up Clayton Jackson!"

"It's Clayton Jackson!" Robert Pinkerton nodded.

It seems that the boss of the South Side of Chicago has a deep hatred for the Chinese.

But it is understandable. After all, Jackson was robbed of more than 200,000 US dollars. No one could tolerate this, let alone a brutal mafia boss.

And that Chinese guy always takes revenge.

"Catch them before they make a move!" Robert Pinkerton said.

Two days later, a neatly dressed young man in his twenties was sitting in a restaurant reading a newspaper, with a bulging briefcase next to him.

This is a restaurant that Clayton Jackson often hangs out at.

The young man seemed to be reading a newspaper, but his eyes were always scanning the surroundings.

He was somewhat nervous.

After all, there was a bag of dynamite next to him, and his target was Clayton Jackson, the mafia boss in the South Side of Chicago.

But this is a request from San Francisco, and Clayton Jackson must be allowed to go to space.

And a very generous reward was offered, a full $3000.

So he was ready to take the risk.

More than twenty minutes later, a fat man in a gray gentleman's suit and with a bloated body walked in with a walking stick, followed by four men in gentleman's suits with fierce expressions.

"Here it comes!" The young man took a deep breath and put his gaze back on the newspaper, only glancing around with the corner of his eyes.

I saw Clayton Jackson sitting in his usual seat, next to which was a cabinet with tableware.

The young man got up and went to the bathroom with his bag. When he came back, he pretended to get the cutlery, stuffed the briefcase into the cabinet, and took out a match to light the fuse.

After lighting it, he has three minutes to leave.

However, just as he was about to order, he was suddenly surrounded by people: "If I were you, I wouldn't move!"

The young man turned his head and saw two detectives from the detective agency standing beside him, with guns pointed at him.

"You...you..." The young man's face immediately turned pale and his eyes were full of panic.

He suddenly realized that the detective agency had been keeping an eye on him, but he had never noticed.

"What's going on?" Clayton Jackson, who was not far away, stood up and looked over with a sullen face, while the bodyguards also pulled out their pistols.

"Pinkerton Detective Agency!" One of the detectives took out his badge and showed it to Clayton Jackson.

"If we hadn't discovered it early, Jackson, you and this restaurant would have been destroyed today!" Robert Pinkerton said as he walked over from a distance.

The two detectives also took out briefcases from the cabinet and exposed the explosive tubes inside.

Seeing the explosive tube in the briefcase, Clayton Jackson's face turned livid, and he looked at the young man like a beast: "Give him to me!"

"Excuse me for refusing! But I can tell you who is behind this!" Robert said directly. He still needed the young man.

"Who is it?" Clayton Jackson's eyes were like a wounded beast.

It's all madness and cruelty.

Almost.

Just a little bit.

The cabinet was not far from him. It not only blocked people outside from looking at him, but also prevented him from seeing what was happening on the other side of the cabinet.

If it weren't for the Pinkerton Detective Agency, I would have been fucking killed today.

"Actually, you should be able to guess it! Chinese Chen from San Francisco! Am I right?" Robert Pinkerton turned his head and looked at the young man with a somewhat reserved smile.

"Mr. Pinkerton, let me go. I don't want to do this either..." the pale-faced man begged for mercy.

"Answer my question first, is it him?" Robert Pinkerton repeated.

"Yes...it's him!" The young man trembled all over when he thought about what would happen to him next.

"San Francisco... clear out the bugs!" Clayton Jackson squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

He and that Chinese man are at war to the death!
"You are no match for him... I have an idea, do you want to hear it? If you want to hear it, you can come to my office!" Robert Pinkerton nodded at Clayton Jackson, then led his men away.

He believed that the brainless gang leader would come looking for him.

The opponent is obviously no match for Chen from San Francisco, but what about other American gangs?

He now has some evidence that this anti-crime campaign that started at the Ministry of Justice was all because of China Chen.

Because of a Chinese man, the entire American mafia was implicated and suffered huge losses.

Will those gangs swallow this?
The answer is of course no.

……

As for his evidence... yes, he forged it all.

In fact, he had no evidence, it was all just speculation... and then he fabricated the evidence.

Whether it's true or not is not important.

Just make those gangsters believe it's true.

(End of this chapter)