The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 350 Raid on the Hotel
Chen Zhengwei didn't expect to meet someone from the DuPont family in his own hotel.

The DuPont family was the largest gunpowder producer in the United States. They also formed the American Gunpowder Guild, in which members sold at a unified price and had their own sales areas.

Chen Zhengwei felt that the way the DuPont family did business was somewhat similar to his own.

It's not just about forming an industry guild...it's also about asking opponents to ride on homemade planes.

I definitely have a lot in common with them.

Chen Zhengwei pondered in his mind how much money he could borrow if he kidnapped Cicely DuPont, after all, he would need a lot of money next time.

After thinking about it for a while, I gave up the idea.

After all, she is just a family member, and a woman at that.

At that time, women had no status in the United States, no matter how beautiful they were.

At most I can lend out a few hundred thousand dollars, there's no need for that.

But Chen Zhengwei was still quite interested in sleeping with her.

Women who are young, beautiful, and come from wealthy families are more attractive.

……

Later, the captain of the bodyguards delivered clothes to Cicely Dupont and reminded her:

"Miss, I found out. The Chinese man is Chen Zhengwei, a very dangerous man! This hotel is now his property! Miss, you'd better change hotels!"

"A very dangerous Chinese?" Cicely Dupont said noncommittally.

"Very dangerous! The deaths of railroad tycoon Lan Stanford and newspaper tycoon George Jones may have been related to him."

"The original owner of this hotel, Isaac G. Jones, also drowned in Lake Michigan after offending him and experienced some cruel experiences before his death."

"Are these things true? Wasn't Leland Stanford killed by his bodyguard? I see a lot of people saying so. And he has a grudge against the Jones family?" Cicely DuPont suddenly said.

"It is very likely true. At least he is a major suspect. The case of Leland Stanford's family does not stand up to scrutiny. Besides...excuse me for being blunt, George Jones of the New York Times has nothing to do with Isaac G. Jones here!" The bodyguard said after a moment of silence.

"I was just saying..." Cicely Dupont smiled. Even the bodyguard felt that Miss Dupont's smile was so heart-warming, like a rose from France.

The Dupont family is French.

Soon, the bodyguard captain continued:
"And the Chicago Republican mayoral candidate, Joseph Medel, was abducted by him from a high-end restaurant after a conflict at a banquet. He has not been found yet. He is likely dead!"

"It's terrible. Is there nothing the law enforcement agencies can do when he does this? If he was a white man, I wouldn't be surprised at all, but he's a person of color! And he looks very much like an Indian!" Cicely DuPont showed a surprised expression.

If the previous events were true, the Republican mayoral candidate Joseph Medel was actually kidnapped by him in a restaurant and then disappeared.

This incident happened right under everyone's eyes, and it was what surprised her the most.

"It seems so at the moment!" The bodyguard captain nodded vigorously.

He really didn't want Cicely Dupont to stay in this hotel; it was too dangerous.

Especially for bodyguards like them.

"So where can I move to? The Palmer House Hotel just caught fire, and this is the best in Chicago. You can't let me go to one of those dirty, bug-infested hotels, right?" Cicely DuPont asked after thinking for a moment.

"That would not only make me lose face, but would also make people doubt my position in the family!"

"I don't think he would do anything to the hotel guests!"

Cicely Dupont rejected the proposal. She didn't want to embarrass herself, especially in front of her "good friend".

The bodyguard captain was silent for a moment, then left the room.

The problem Cicely DuPont mentioned is real. Except for these two hotels, other hotels in Chicago are not up to standard.

Staying in a hotel that is not up to standard would make people doubt Cicely DuPont's status in the family.

After the bodyguard left, Cicely Dupont recalled the tall, young Chinese man she had just met in the hall, who gave her the feeling of a flame.

He is indeed a dangerous man.

……

A small hotel in Chicago.

"Captain Ross! I didn't expect it to be you!" Bruce saluted and started to greet him.

"Call me Ross! Here, we are just ordinary citizens fighting criminals!" Ross said with a smile.

"Tell me about the target!"

"The target's lair is at the Tremont Hotel, one of the largest hotels in Chicago. He has more than four hundred men, all professional gunmen, and their weapons are very advanced." Bruce began to introduce the situation.

"It is said that he has thousands of gunmen under his command. Fortunately, they are all in San Francisco. God still favors us!"

He got a lot of information from the people he arrested in the past two days.

"Fortunately, they are some gangsters who have no will to fight. As long as the leader is captured, the fighting power of the others will be reduced, or even run away."

"Where does he usually appear?"

"He seldom goes out, and his route is irregular. He always brings a lot of people with him when he goes out," Bruce said.

"Is there a suitable opportunity?" Captain Ross asked.

"Hotel lobby!" Bruce said decisively.

"How to say?"

"He has been appearing in the hotel lobby every day recently. There aren't many people around him at this time! Usually there are only 20 to 30 people, and the rest of his men are upstairs in the hotel."

"And when he was in the hotel, his guard was at a minimum and he would not carry that kind of powerful firearm."

"As long as we are fast enough, we can launch a surprise attack and capture him in the hotel lobby. After we catch him, it will be difficult for his men to resist." Bruce has been thinking about how to capture Chen Zhengwei these two days. In his opinion, capturing him in a hotel is the best option.

Those people always carry powerful guns when they go out.

On the contrary, he didn't do that when he was in the hotel, as he only had a revolver that was easy to carry with him.

"The combat effectiveness of the army's elite troops is not comparable to those of the gangs. And since it's a surprise attack, I think the chances of success are great!"

Moreover, they outnumbered the other side during the raid in the hotel lobby.

"Sounds good!" Captain Ross laughed. He thought Bruce's idea was good.

"The only thing we need to worry about is the other guests in the hotel, but there aren't many people in the hotel recently!" Bruce continued.

“Is there a layout of the hotel lobby?”

"I brought it!" Bruce took out a piece of paper with a hand-drawn layout of the hotel lobby on it.

He even went to a hotel specifically for this picture.

"He's often here... We just need to launch surprise attacks at these locations, shoot and kill his men, and the others will rush in through the gate..."

"After we capture him, we just need to guard the elevator and the staircase, and the other men won't be able to get out. We can arrange for a carriage to wait outside the gate, and then we can withdraw directly!"...

The next day, Cicely Dupont met some of her classmates in the hotel cafe.

She came to Chicago this time to visit her classmates.

"I was shocked when I heard about the fire at the Palmer House Hotel! Fortunately, you are okay!" A blonde girl pulled Cicely Dupont close to her.

And around the two of them, there were a few young people.

Naturally, Cicely DuPont's classmates all came from wealthy or political families, but their assets were not as much as the DuPont family's, and their influence was not as great as the DuPont family's.

"It was really thrilling. I was scared. Fortunately, nothing happened... Let's not talk about these unhappy things!" Cicely Dupont said a few words casually and changed the subject. She didn't want them to know that she ran out wrapped in a bath towel yesterday.

"But I'm surprised that you actually live here." A young man said from the side.

"Any questions?" Cecily probably knew what the other party was going to say.

"The hotel has a new owner... It is said that the new owner is a terrible person! And he is not very popular, so those gentlemen changed the location of the salon and banquet to the Palmer House Hotel..."

"A very scary Chinese!"

"Is he famous?" asked Cicely Dupont.

"He is very famous in the upper-class circles! Ordinary people don't know him. After all, he was in Chicago for too short a time..." The young man who spoke earlier said with some reserve, and the basis of his reserve was arrogance.

A kind of arrogance and showing off because he is from the upper class and therefore can get more information.

"Did you see him when you checked in?" someone asked.

"Yes, but I think he looks very ordinary!" Cicely Dupont smiled. She did not want to show weakness, nor would she say that the man "does look dangerous."

At the same time, that face flashed through her mind again. Well, she had to admit that the man did not look ordinary.

While they were talking, Chen Zhengwei came down from upstairs yawning.

"Is it him?" The blonde woman looked at five or six people walking out of the elevator, one of whom was a tall young man in a pink suit.

"It should be him. I have to say, his aesthetic taste is very bad!" The young man who spoke earlier lowered his voice, fearing that his voice would be heard.

Several people around laughed.

"If you take away his aesthetics and skin color, it actually looks pretty good!" said the blonde woman after looking at it for a moment.

Chen Zhengwei turned his head and glanced over here, then looked away.

A few little kids.

"Mr. Chen!" Labor Party candidate August Spies stood up from his seat and said respectfully.

The attitude was much more respectful than last time.

The last time, after the talks, the Republican candidate was kidnapped on the street, and many people knew that it was this Chinese man who did it.

This made August Spies feel somewhat fearful, but besides fear, he was also excited.

Regardless of whether Chen Zhengwei will be arrested in the future, at least now he has one less powerful competitor.

"August, you look good! Something good must have happened to you!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and shook hands with August.

The Republican candidate is missing, which can only be a good thing!
"Yes! With Mr. Chen's financial support, my campaign plan can be more perfect! I came here this time just to discuss the new campaign plan with Mr. Chen!" August said.

Chen Zhengwei didn't rush to speak, but first said to A Long: "Ask the cook to bring the food!"

Then he put a cigar in his mouth, crossed his legs and looked at August.

"Tell me, what trouble do you need me to solve?"

"I hope newspapers can publish reports about me...not the kind that smear me. But many newspapers have clear political tendencies and their positions are not objective. I can't convince them!" August said.

Apart from labor newspapers, other newspapers rarely published news about him, and when they did, they were mostly ridicule and various negative news.

And the influence of labor newspapers is too small.

Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows, then nodded and said, "I can get someone to help you talk to them!"

"Of course, you still have to pay the money you deserve!"

"I understand!" August breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the most troublesome problem was solved.

"Besides that, I have some other plans, including inviting someone to give a speech in Chicago to promote my ideas..." August then introduced his campaign plan.

Chen Zhengwei was not interested in this.

In his opinion, it could actually be simpler.

For example, let the Democratic Party candidates disappear.

However, he still listened patiently for a few minutes, then interrupted August and said, "I didn't hear the most important thing!"

"Mr. Chen, what do you mean?" August was a little surprised. He felt that their campaign plan was already perfect.

"All your plans are about how to promote yourself... You have to know that campaigning is like going on stage. In addition to promoting yourself, the most important thing is to attack your opponent!"

"I didn't see these in your plan!" Chen Zhengwei raised his arms, quite dissatisfied.

Even if you plan to hire someone to kill other candidates!
As they were talking, Chen Zhengwei's breakfast was brought over.

"Think about it first!" Chen Zhengwei said to August, glanced around casually, and then felt that there were too many people in the hotel.

And there’s something wrong with these people.

The seats they sat in just happened to surround a circle around them, and although these people were drinking coffee with their heads down or holding menus, their eyes were obviously not on the coffee or menus in their hands.

Chen Zhengwei's face suddenly turned ugly.

Damn, these people really know how to pick their spots.

Although he has always known that the security in the United States is not good and he has been attacked more than once or twice...but this is his own hotel.

The hotel he just bought for $30!
Who will pay for it if it is damaged?

Besides, with so many people beaten to death in the hotel, would any guests dare to come?

Once the news gets out, what others will think of your hotel.

The more Chen Zhengwei thought about it, the angrier he became, and his eyes began to gleam with murderous intent.

August, who was sitting opposite him, saw the murderous look in Chen Zhengwei's eyes and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He began to think seriously about his campaign plan!

　The next chapter will be published later, around two or three in the morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)