The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 356 Bringing a New Order to Chicago

After Cicely DuPont left, Chen Zhengwei sat in the hall for a while.

Although the hotel had just experienced a scandal, many people thought that the hotel would be deserted.

However, to everyone's surprise, there were quite a few guests in the hotel at that time.

Since the hotel reopened yesterday, many people have checked in, and most of them are strangers.

This result was even a little beyond Chen Zhengwei's expectations.

"I always say that Chicago has poor public security, and it seems I'm not the only one who feels that way!" Chen Zhengwei said, looking at the guests in the restaurant and cafe.

He felt that he had indeed come up with a brilliant idea.

With the help of the hotel that had just experienced a gunfight, those words were said and quickly spread throughout Chicago.

Some people got into trouble or encountered danger, and after hearing the news, they immediately came to the Tremont Hotel with their families.

Chen Zhengwei now feels that the name of the Tremont Hotel is a bit unpleasant to the mouth.

Even he often can't remember the name of his hotel.

Maybe it should be renamed... just "The Continental Hotel"!
At this time, several men came to the door of the hotel, led by Ignazio Lupo, the boss of the Northern Gang.

After entering the hotel, Ignazio Lupo looked around and when he saw Chen Zhengwei, he turned around and handed the gun at his waist to his men, and then asked them to wait at the door.

Then he walked towards Chen Zhengwei.

When he got close to Chen Zhengwei, he opened his hands and signaled to Chen Zhengwei's men that he had no weapons.

The henchman glanced at him, then tilted his head, indicating that he could pass.

All of Chen Zhengwei's men knew that if anyone wanted to assassinate Chen Zhengwei at close range, that would be courting death.

Chen Zhengwei seemed to be able to see the danger.

"Good evening, sir!" Ignazio Lupo walked up to Chen Zhengwei and said respectfully.

"I heard something happened here, so I wanted to come and see if there is anything I can do!"

"Please sit down!" Chen Zhengwei gestured to him that he could sit down.

"It seems that your business is doing well. I can hear your name in the hotel!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"Do you want me to cancel the action against that Jew?" Ignazio Lupo asked softly.

Despite his notoriety, that Jew was no good either, a loan shark, and had connections with Frank in central Chicago.

So after Frank was arrested, he was immediately targeted by Ignazio Lupo.

"That's a matter between you! He is in the hotel and no one can touch him. But what happened outside the hotel has nothing to do with me!" Chen Zhengwei expressed his attitude.

Ignazio Lupo was relieved when he heard this.

He was indeed here for this purpose.

However, he had no intention of asking Chen Zhengwei. He wanted to ask Da Poland or A Long what Chen Zhengwei's attitude towards this matter was after meeting Chen Zhengwei.

"Of course, if anyone dares to harm the hotel's guests, I will not forgive him! This is because of my respect and obedience to you!" Ignazio Lupo said respectfully.

Chen Zhengwei smiled. He actually liked the boss of the Northern Gang quite a bit.

"A batch of slot machines will be delivered in a week at most. Then the market in northern Chicago will be handed over to you!" said Chen Zhengwei.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!" Ignazio Lupo's eyes lit up.

Although Chen Zhengwei had mentioned the slot machine issue at the meeting before, there was a problem in Chicago, and that was that Chen Zhengwei was here.

So he was not sure whether Chen Zhengwei would share the market with him.

This is literally giving him money.

"If you find anyone asking about me... catch him and hand him over to me!" said Chen Zhengwei.

"Of course! I'll have someone keep an eye on it!" Ignazio Lupo nodded in promise.

After staying for a while, Ignazio Lupo said goodbye and left.

He already got the answer he wanted.

"Bring that man here!" said Chen Zhengwei.

A moment later, a foreigner who was about 1.75 meters tall, thin, pale, and somewhat dejected was brought over.

Chen Zhengwei looked at the other person for a few seconds, then laughed and said, "You are really lucky!"

"Yes, they all call me Lucky Colm!" Lucky Colm muttered softly.

This guy was really lucky. He had taken money to San Francisco to trade with the Jews, but he was caught on the spot.

Then this guy's lungs were punctured, but he still survived.

Then he was kept in Chinatown.

Chen Zhengwei still managed to get some news about Chicago out of his mouth.

Then Chen Zhengwei forgot about him.

Now that Clayton Jackson is dead and the entire Southern Gang is in prison, he is still safe.

His nickname is really not wrong.

When Wen Bingzhong and his group came this time, they brought not only a cook, but also this lucky star Colm.

"No wonder they say there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames!" Chen Zhengwei smiled and said, "I'll give you a chance, do something for me!"

"Mr. Chen, I will offer my loyalty!" Lucky Star Colm said hurriedly.

When he was imprisoned in Chinatown, he knew how powerful Chen Zhengwei was.

What's more, in Chicago today... Clayton Jackson and the South Gang are gone, and he has no place to stand.

It would be best if Chen Zhengwei was willing to take him in.

"Take him to find A Long! Let A Long take people out tomorrow to clean up the streets in the South District and the Central District!" Chen Zhengwei said to the thugs beside him.

The South District and the Central District are a bit chaotic right now, with gangsters fighting for territory everywhere.

They have been fighting for half a month. The public security in Chicago has deteriorated sharply and the local residents have also been deeply affected.

Chen Zhengwei felt that it was time to bring new order to this city.

After giving the instructions, Chen Zhengwei got up and left the hotel, heading to a nearby restaurant.

He also has to welcome his subordinates who just arrived today.

He would never take things like this lightly.

In essence, Chen Zhengwei was still full of street spirit. More than 300 people were already waiting in the restaurant, including those who came today and some who were helping to accommodate them.

"boss!"

"Weige!"

When they saw Chen Zhengwei coming in, everyone stood up.

"Okay, everyone, sit down. You've been busy for several days on your way here! I'll welcome you tonight, and then you can have a good rest for two days!"

……

On the street, seven or eight white men in ordinary clothes chased several other people into an alley. A moment later, several gunshots were heard in the alley.

Pedestrians on the road stayed away from it, for fear of getting touched.

More than ten minutes later, seven or eight foreigners came out of the alley, chatting and laughing.

Philander C. Knox stood on the street corner and watched the scene until the group left, then he pulled down his hat and turned away.

"I thought Chicago was already in chaos! I didn't expect it to be even more chaotic now!" Philander C. Knox whispered to his companions.

"Bad order is better than no order!" replied Philander C. Knox's companion.

"This is all because of the arrival of that Chinese man! In just half a day, the information collected was shocking enough! Especially the gunfight in the hotel, he actually killed two people by execution, and the Chicago police acted as if nothing had happened, and even helped them clean up the bodies!"

"The investigation bureau here is rotten from top to bottom! Although this situation exists in every investigation bureau, it is particularly serious here!"

Philander C. Knox and his companions were officially special agents who came from New York to Chicago.

Their means of collecting information are much more efficient than those of the army.

In just half a day, a lot of information was collected.

Including the gunfight at the hotel, the execution-style shooting, mayoral candidate Joseph Medel who was kidnapped in the restaurant, Isaac G. Jones, the former owner of the Tremont Hotel, and the former manager of the Tremont Hotel, who committed suicide a few days ago by shooting himself twice in the back of the head.

They even found out about some of the situations at the hotel gunfight scenes and learned that these Chinese had used a type of firearm that could fire dozens of bullets in a few seconds, which reminded them of previous bloody murders at the Pinkerton Detective Agency.

"Does the Pinkerton Detective Agency know something?" whispered Philander C. Knox.

"They are not reliable! We have collected enough information now. We will send the telegram back tomorrow!"

"Especially today when we arrived, hundreds of his men arrived in Chicago!"

"This is the most unscrupulous and brutal criminal since the founding of the United States! It is difficult to capture him with the power of the Department of Justice alone. Even local law enforcement agencies are not our helpers, but our enemies!" Philander C. Knox's expression was extremely serious.

This is the most difficult criminal for them so far.

Compared to this Chinese man, Brother Bob is like a toddler.

……

The next afternoon, Aaron took his men out.

First of all, the area around the hotel. No gangsters dare to come and grab the territory on this street.

But there are quite a few on the surrounding streets.

With the help of Lucky Star Colm leading the way and the Investigation Bureau's Copper Button reminding them, Aaron and his men soon arrived at an alley.

Several people in the alley were squatting on the ground playing cards and gambling. When they saw the aggressive group of people coming over, they quickly stood up.

"We didn't go to your streets to cause trouble. We should keep our distance from each other!" One of them, a big man who looked like the leader, recognized the identities of Aaron and others and said in a tough manner.

This is the law of survival for the lower classes of society.

Make yourself tough enough and look like someone who is not easy to mess with.

But Aaron looked over with some surprise: "Do you think this is your territory?"

"That's right, this is our place!" The other party took two steps forward.

Aaron directly took out his gun and pointed it at the other person's head.

boom!
The big man was shot in the head and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Not now!" Aaron spat on the big man's body.

The remaining few foreigners immediately raised their hands.

"Where is your boss?" Aaron looked at those people with a bad look.

One of the young men turned his head and glanced at the second floor next to him.

This is a row of two-story buildings connected together, and their boss lives on the second floor of one of them.

"Fuck, you have no loyalty at all!" Aaron cursed in Cantonese, then tilted his head and signaled to the henchmen beside him.

Several thugs kicked the door and rushed in.

A moment later, a man in shorts was kicked down from the upstairs.

The man in the big shorts woke up when he heard the gunshots and tried to jump out of the window, but failed to escape.

"You have to understand one thing. In Chicago, there is only one person who has the final say! That's my boss! You can only have a meal if you obey orders! Otherwise, there will be no place for you in Chicago!" Aaron squatted in front of the other party with a gun in his hand and said fiercely.

"understand?"

The man in the shorts turned pale and nodded repeatedly.

Aaron reached out and patted the other person's face, grinning:

"If you want to make a living in Chicago, be smart!"

Then he turned his head and looked at the corpse:
"Who is that to you?"

"That was Daniel... He angered you... But he is dead..."

"It doesn't look like he's your relative!" Aaron nodded.

Then he called Colm, the lucky star at the back of the crowd.

"I'll leave these people to you from now on!"

"Let's go to the next place!"

When the group walked out of the alley, Aaron said to the two men in uniforms who were smoking at the entrance of the alley, "Please clean up inside!"

The two copper buttons nodded, and waited until Aaron and the others were far away before they turned and walked into the alley.

Without paying any attention to the thugs who were still standing there with complicated expressions, the two copper buttons directly carried the body away without saying anything else.

This scene made those people feel even colder in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)