The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 367 Gentlemen, I Like War

Seeing Chen Zhengwei's trouser legs explode, and with a kick as fast as lightning, he directly kicked the most powerful stone among these people away, and the strong wind swept directly to the surroundings. Wen Bingzhong and the others felt a sense of horror.

When they looked at Chen Zhengwei's physique, they knew that he was trained and had terrifying strength.

But no one expected that his strength would be so terrifying. Not only his strength, but also his speed and explosive power were far beyond ordinary people.

How can this be a person? This is clearly a bear!

They even suspected that Chen Zhengwei could kick a horse to death with one kick.

However, the stone hit the wall, and after falling down, it retched for a long time and vomited out everything in its stomach.

After all, Chen Zhengwei knew that these people were his subordinates, so this kick was half a push and half a push.

Although he looked extremely ferocious, he had actually restrained most of his explosive power, and his kicks lacked a lot of punch.

"What's a person doing here?"

"You all come together!"

Chen Zhengwei waved at Wen Bingzhong and others with some dissatisfaction.

Wen Bingzhong and others looked at Shi Tou who was retching, and felt a little relieved, then looked at their boss with a serious face.

"Boss, we're sorry!" Wen Bingzhong bowed to Chen Zhengwei, then surrounded Chen Zhengwei with a dozen of his men.

A man suddenly pounced out and grabbed Chen Zhengwei's eyes with both hands. In fact, he didn't dare to grab them, so when he got in front of him, he changed his grabbing into a slap, trying to block Chen Zhengwei's sight.

However, Chen Zhengwei reached out his hand like lightning, grabbed his arm, and threw him to the side, then smashed into the others with an extremely violent momentum.

A man weighing over 100 pounds is like a toy in Chen Zhengwei's hands.

Wen Bingzhong seized the opportunity, rushed forward, grabbed one of Chen Zhengwei's legs with both hands, and tried to knock Chen Zhengwei down.

However, Chen Zhengwei seemed to have predicted the future. He suddenly took a step back, twisted his body and kicked out sideways.

boom!
Wen Bingzhong only felt as if he was hit by something, and then he completely lost control of his body and was kicked away.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Chen Zhengwei yelled at the people around him.

Suddenly three people rushed over, and Chen Zhengwei kicked out as fast as lightning, kicking one of them away.

With a swing of his arm, it swept out like an iron rod with a sound of breaking through the air.

The second person saw that the situation was not good and quickly covered his head with his arms.

The swollen arm swept over with an incredible force. He felt as if his arms were about to break, and his feet stepped back repeatedly.

The third man took advantage of the situation and hugged Chen Zhengwei around his waist. Chen Zhengwei grabbed his hands, pulled his hands apart with great force, and then kicked him backwards.

boom!
Chen Zhengwei's bodyguards standing by the wall showed an expression of dismay, and at the same time, they felt a sense of terror in their hearts.

It was also the first time they saw the boss use all his strength, it was so brutal.

They felt that even if there was a California grizzly bear in front of the boss, the boss could kill it with his bare hands.

It would be too miserable for people like Wen Bingzhong to face the boss at this time.

In just two minutes, more than a dozen people were lying on the ground groaning, unable to even get up.

Chen Zhengwei's eyes swept over the bodyguards against the wall again.

The bodyguards shuddered suddenly.

Chen Zhengwei waved at them.

“You guys come too!”

"Don't worry, I'll try to be gentle!"

Five minutes later, Chen Zhengwei returned to the tailor shop on the first floor refreshed. A gentleman couple who were selecting fabrics for custom-made clothes in the shop looked at Chen Zhengwei, who was shirtless and with only shreds of pants left on his legs, standing there like a terrifying human bear, and their mouths opened wide.

"Bring me some clothes!" Chen Zhengwei nodded slightly at the two men, then walked to the room behind the tailor shop and sat on the sofa.

Although his anger was not completely gone, beating up more than 20 people did allow him to vent a lot.

At least I can calm down.

After a while, the people in the basement climbed out. Most of them didn't have any injuries on their faces, but if they were hit, they would have to lie down for a long time.

This is when Chen Zhengwei restrained himself.

When they saw Chen Zhengwei again, they all looked at him as if he were a god.

Some of them knew that the boss was good at martial arts, and some knew that the boss was good at shooting, but the most profound impression of Chen Zhengwei was Chen Zhengwei's methods.

However, when Chen Zhengwei took action this time, everyone understood.

My boss's skills are simply terrifying.

"Boss, what happened?" Wen Bingzhong asked cautiously, covering his waist with one hand.

Chen Zhengwei put his hands on his knees, grinned and showed his white teeth, with a cruel smile: "The war is about to begin!"

“I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time!”

"Gentlemen, I love war!"

……

At the same time, Aaron also came to the Chicago Times and found the editor-in-chief's office.

"Publish this report!" Aaron threw the handwritten report directly on the table and sat on the chair.

The editor-in-chief of the Chicago Times looked at Aaron, who was sitting across the table with a stern expression, picked up the report on the table and glanced at it, and his expression quickly changed.

After reading the entire handwritten report, he asked, "Who is the reporter of this report? Is the content above true?"

"Do you think I'm joking with you?" Aaron looked at the other person coldly. He was also very angry.

"We need to confirm the authenticity!" The editor-in-chief of the Chicago Times took a deep breath. The content recorded here... is too serious. It will definitely cause an uproar after publication.

Especially since the protagonist of this report is the Ministry of Justice.

Aaron stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand to grab the collar of the editor-in-chief of the Chicago Times, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes: "I don't care how you confirm the authenticity, tomorrow, this report must appear on the headlines! Do you understand?" "OK, I got it!" Oppressed by Aaron's fierce momentum, the editor-in-chief of the Chicago Times subconsciously agreed.

He was indeed frightened.

Aaron then pushed him away.

"If you don't see it in the newspaper tomorrow...I'll hang your whole family outside your door!"

"You can also tell your boss that you must publish it even if the sky falls!"

After Aaron glanced at the editor-in-chief for a few times, he snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Huh..." After seeing Aaron leave, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper breathed a sigh of relief. He took a moment to calm down and read the report again. He began to believe that the report was true.

Because Aaron's expression just now looked like he wanted to kill someone.

Aaron took his men to the next newspaper office.

At the same time, telegrams were sent to major cities in the United States.

Inside an apartment in New York.

"Boss, there's a telegram for you!" A henchman hurried to Eastman.

"What's written on it?" Eastman glared at his henchman unhappily. Doesn't he know that he doesn't know English?

"It was sent from Chicago, asking for a story to be published in all the New York papers."

"What report?" Eastman asked in surprise.

The henchman picked up the report and read it, swallowing his saliva subconsciously: "Virginia Massacre..."

……

In New Orleans, Marcelo took the telegram handed to him by his henchman.

Soon, his face changed.

"How dare they?"

"Something big is going to happen now!"

Marcelo put the telegram on the table, stood up and walked around the room twice, thinking about what he should do.

After a moment, Marcelo gritted his teeth and made up his mind, then put on his coat and went out with one of the telegrams.

In Detroit, Abe Bernstein looked at the telegram in his hand with a gloomy face.

They, the Jews, are also part of the lowest class in the United States and are the targets of discrimination. Their situation is not much better than that of the Chinese.

If American bureaucrats dare to treat the Chinese like this today, they will treat the Jews like this tomorrow.

Even if it wasn't for Chen Zhengwei's order, he felt that he should do more!
Alessandro in Cincinnati put the telegram aside, closed his eyes and thought for a long time before opening them, then got up and went out with the telegram.

Brooklyn, Boston, St. Louis, Baltimore...

Gangs in every city received the telegram.

Then I found newspapers in various places.

……

In San Francisco, Rong Jiacai had a gloomy face all day.

He saw this telegram earlier than Chen Zhengwei.

"Brother Xiucai, there's news from Chicago!" This telegram was delivered by Situ Xianyi himself.

After handing the telegram to Rong Jiacai, Situ Xianyi hesitated and asked, "Brother Xiucai, is this true?"

"It's true!" Rong Jiacai looked at the contents of the telegram and clenched and unclenched his fists.

He felt something burning inside him.

I looked up and saw that Situ Xianyi hadn't left yet.

"Brother Xiucai, why are they doing this?"

"We were too weak in the past. They treated us like pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, but not like human beings!" said Rong Jiacai.

Then he got up, took the telegram, went out, and went straight to the martial arts hall.

When Rong Jiacai arrived at the martial arts hall, Lin Changning was walking around the wooden stakes, the two knives in his hands either slashing or stabbing, constantly hitting the wooden stakes, making the sound of the blades cutting into the wood, and the knife lights were like snow.

"Sister-in-law!" Rong Jiacai said respectfully.

"Brother Wei has replied!"

Lin Changning walked around the wooden stake for another half circle before stopping, throwing his hands together and stabbing the two knives deep into the soil.

After taking the telegram from Rong Jiacai, Lin Changning read it and said calmly, "I understand!"

"It's time to let those Americans know that we are not easy to bully!"

Soon, reports about Virginia were being sent to all the newspapers in San Francisco.

At the same time, the report was translated into Chinese, printed, posted in Chinatown, and delivered to farms.

In Chinatown, thugs posted reports on every street corner.

Some people came forward to take a look out of curiosity, and when they saw the content clearly, their faces immediately changed and they clenched their fists.

"These sons of bitches..."

"Hey, buddy, what's written on it?" Most people can't read at all and can only ask.

"The Virginia Massacre... Those foreigners gathered us Chinese together, beat and massacred us, threw us into burning houses and burned us to death, and then they laughed on the side..." Those who understood the above content were filled with righteous indignation, with crazy hatred in their eyes.

"Where's Virginia?"

"It's the old silver mountain..."

(End of this chapter)