The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 393: Died on the Street
"Brother Wei, are those southern states going to rebel?" Aaron asked excitedly while holding a newspaper.

He felt that if the southern states rebelled, Chen Zhengwei could also rebel.

Brother Wei is so good at fighting. If he occupies California and then seizes Nevada, even if Brother Wei becomes the emperor, he can also become a general.

Their Chen family can be considered to have brought honor to their ancestors.

"What can they use to rebel?" Chen Zhengwei took the newspaper, glanced at it and sneered.

"The South's economy has long been destroyed, and it's still in the reconstruction period. What capital do they have to rebel? They want state rights to be supreme!"

Chen Zhengwei thought about it and realized that according to the development of the situation, the National Guard might show up in advance.

After such a long period of gestation and fermentation, the southern states have begun to stir.

Currently, the states do not have standing militias, and they are only called up when needed. However, the southern states clearly want to form standing militias.

If the federal government could not fully control the southern states, it would most likely pass state militia bills and then incorporate state militia forces into the federal management system.

This is the National Guard!
This matter...is half good and half bad.

The disadvantage is that each state has a standing army, and doing business in each state will be affected to a certain extent.

The good thing is... California's militia must include Chinese people, right? Chinese people are also part of California!
Moreover, he can also sell arms to the militia forces in various states, and they will definitely be interested.

The biggest benefit is...the more divided the United States is, the better it is for itself.

Throwing the newspaper onto the table, Chen Zhengwei picked up other newspapers and read them, and also saw that the ministers of various countries had expressed their pressure.

At this time, Britain was worthy of being the world hegemon, with its hands reaching far.

In addition, the British Minister was also persuaded by Randolph Churchill and was contacting the country to prepare a batch of weapons production equipment to support Chen Zhengwei.

After all, this little investment is very cheap for the wealthy Britain, which is now plundering the world. As long as it can cause a little trouble to the United States, it will make a profit.

The British Minister was also certain that Chen Zhengwei, a Chinese, could not integrate into the mainstream American circle, so as long as he was in the United States, the United States would not have peace.

Because there is a telegraph cable between the United States and Britain, messages can be transmitted very quickly, only a few minutes or at most a few hours. It is estimated that it will not be long before the news is transmitted back from Britain.

However, it is very close to transport from the UK to the East Coast, and it only takes 10 days to arrive, but it takes a long detour to transport to the West Coast.

Chen Zhengwei's mind turned, and he finished reading another newspaper and threw it on the table.

“Those people haven’t been found yet?”

"There's news. Those guys ran quite far. Great Poland has sent people to catch them!" Aaron said with a smile.

Mainly the two wealthy people who gave the invitation letters to the people from the Ministry of Justice and assisted them in sneaking into the banquet.

As for the others, if they don't come back, their factories in Chicago will be gone.

At this time, in a country estate more than 20 miles away from Chicago, Da Poland sat in a carriage and looked forward.

"This guy is really hard to find, right here it is!! Bring out everyone inside!" Great Poland signaled the carriage to stop, and then said to the man sitting opposite.

The thug on the opposite side nodded, opened the door and jumped out of the carriage, waving to the back. The thugs on other carriages behind also got off, holding guns and walking towards the manor in front, kicking the gate open.

Philip Francis McQuillan was feeling uneasy at this time.

He was an Irish immigrant and a well-known furniture dealer in Chicago.

He has always disliked people of color, and he hated Chen Zhengwei, a Chinese, even more because he had a friend doing business in San Francisco, and he knew that Chen Zhengwei was a villain before he came to Chicago.

Not to mention that he also supported a German guy named Peter Willie, who poached a dozen workers from his factory and robbed him of several government-related furniture businesses.

This made him even more angry towards Chen Zhengwei.

Therefore, when people from the Ministry of Justice found him, he readily agreed to cooperate with the Ministry of Justice and provide them with some assistance.

Anyway, that Chinese man has been targeted by the Ministry of Justice and the Army, and it probably won’t be long before we see him hanged.

Philip Francis McQuillan was even prepared to attend the execution and watch the Chinese man being hanged with his own eyes.

However, when he learned that the army was annihilated, he was completely stunned. He had been restless for the past two days and wanted to leave here, but he needed to go through Chicago to go to other places.

He doesn't even dare go back to Chicago now.

We can only hope that the army will arrive sooner rather than later.

boom!
A gunshot in the yard broke the peace of the manor, and Philip Francis McQuillan trembled all over.

He quickly stood up and rushed to the window and looked into the yard. He saw more than 20 men in gentlemen's suits walking towards him. Some of them were holding guns and shot any servants of the manor they saw.

Philip Francis McQuillan's face turned pale in an instant, his legs went weak, and beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

"How did they find this place..."

A familiar face flashed through Philip Francis McQuillan's mind.

Not many people knew about his manor, only his good friend and his family... He betrayed himself?
Soon, Philip Francis McQuillan and his family were dragged out of the estate.

"Let us go, let my family go, I'll give you as much money as you want!" Philip Francis McQuillan pleaded with Great Poland who got off the carriage with a deathly pale face.

"Even if you die, your money will still be ours!" Greater Poland looked down at him and said sarcastically.

"Take them back!"

Philip Francis McQuillan and his family were packed into a carriage and taken back to Chicago.

The carriage stopped at an intersection near the Chicago Bureau of Investigation, and Philip Francis McQuillan and several others were thrown out.

The pedestrians in the distance suddenly stopped and looked over here, not knowing what was happening.

Then two pistols were seen sticking out of the carriage window.

Bang bang bang!

As gunshots were heard, Philip Francis McQuillan and several others were shot all over the body and fell to the ground, twitching continuously.

"God!" The pedestrians in the distance showed expressions of fear and stared at this side blankly.

Then I saw the carriages driving away.

After a while, someone brave enough came forward to check and searched Philip Francis McQuillan and the others to see if there was anything valuable.

However, the valuables on them had already been searched and taken away.

Soon, more people gathered around. "Is this... Mr. McQuillan? And his family?" Someone recognized McQuillan's identity and exclaimed.

Soon, word spread that the McQuillans were dead in the streets.

Some people broke out in cold sweats after hearing the news.

……

In the evening, several well-dressed gentlemen were pushed into a tailor shop near the hotel.

Then we saw Chen Zhengwei sitting on the sofa with a big horse and a golden sword. He didn't make any movements, but he gave people the feeling of being a dominant force.

"Mr. Chen..." Several gentlemen were brought to the vicinity of Chen Zhengwei. They stood there slightly bent over and spoke cautiously, with sweat on their foreheads and backs.

"I don't think I did anything to you. I don't know why you are so dissatisfied with me!" Chen Zhengwei looked at them and spoke slowly.

"No, no, we have no opinion on Mr. Chen!" After hearing this, several people shook their heads frantically, and the sweat on their heads increased.

"No?" Chen Zhengwei looked at them with a smile.

"Really not! Mr. Chen, we really have no problem with you!"

"I sent you invitations before, and everyone else has arrived, but you didn't come. And now you say you have no opinion about me?" Chen Zhengwei suddenly grabbed the ashtray in front of him and swung it, hitting someone directly in the face.

The man was hit on the head and blood was flowing, and he screamed in pain.

The others had fear in their eyes.

"Mr. Chen, this is a misunderstanding. I had something urgent that day..." One person racked his brains to think of an excuse.

"My child fell seriously ill that day and I really couldn't do anything!" said another person.

"You have an urgent matter, and so do you. Do you all have something urgent to do?" Chen Zhengwei sneered and looked at everyone one by one, making their legs tremble.

"You guys are either in trouble or think I'm dead! Are you disappointed to see me still sitting here?" Chen Zhengwei glanced at them.

These people were shaking like sieves.

"But I'm not a bad person! Don't say that I didn't give you a chance!" Chen Zhengwei changed the subject.

Beat first and then scare, this tactic he uses is very skillful.

Chen Zhengwei stretched out his hand and the men behind him handed him several stacks of documents.

Chen Zhengwei took a few stacks of documents and threw them on the ground in front of him: "Kneel down and sign the contract!"

There was fear in the eyes of several wealthy men. They knelt on the ground, took the contract and looked through it. One of them couldn't help but look up at Chen Zhengwei.

This is an acquisition contract to acquire his factory.

The price offered was five thousand dollars.

The market value of his factory is at least $80,000.

This made his heart feel like it was bleeding, half a lifetime's hard work... half a lifetime's hard work!
The situation of the other people was similar.

The combined assets of these people exceeded US$520,000, but Chen Zhengwei offered them only US$35,000!
Chen Zhengwei felt that giving them 10% of the price was still too high. After all, they still had a house and maybe some savings. Leaving these to them was already the greatest kindness.

No one dared to speak, and they all picked up the pens thrown to them and signed the contract.

Chen Zhengwei was satisfied only when he saw that they had signed the contract honestly.

"Brother Wei, no problem!" said the henchman after checking the contract.

"I hope you remember that I have given you a chance! Because of your mistakes, the current result is already a bargain for you. Don't let it happen again!" Chen Zhengwei stared at several people and said.

"Yes, yes!" several people whispered.

"You can go now!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hand.

Several people got up and left as if they had been pardoned.

Chen Zhengwei took a few contracts, glanced at them, and threw them to his henchman: "Go and receive them tomorrow."

Then I suddenly remembered that the contract had been signed and I seemed to have forgotten to pay them.

"Give them the money when you go to receive it tomorrow."

"Brother Wei, it's already a bargain for them that they're able to save their lives. Even if you don't give them money, they won't dare to say anything!" said the henchman on the side.

"Remember, there is no order without rules. When doing business, you have to follow the rules of the business world. Money and goods must be handed over! How can you not pay? That's called banditry, that's robbery!" Chen Zhengwei glanced at him.

"Am I a fucking thief?"

Ma Zai quickly shook his head: "Brother Wei, I get it!"

"Since it's written in the contract, not a penny less!" Chen Zhengwei stood up and walked out.

There were more than a dozen people who did not attend the banquet. In the past two days, even the mastermind Ignazio Lupo's people have been helping to search all over Chicago.

So far, half of them have been found.

Chen Zhengwei spent a total of more than $120,000 to buy two textile factories, a construction company, a toy factory, two meat processing and packaging factories, a metal processing company, a wood processing factory, and an agricultural machinery factory.

The remaining half is the majority.

In particular, there is a machinery factory inside with a market value of nearly 800,000 US dollars, which is the one that Chen Zhengwei values the most.

……

Chen Zhengwei was busy with this matter for the next two days.

Meanwhile, in San Francisco, boxes of ammunition were being loaded onto the ship.

There were a thousand people on the ship, of which more than nine hundred were Chinese, all of whom were elites selected by the security company.

They would travel south to San Diego, and from there by stagecoach to Yuma in the Arizona Territory, an important railroad hub.

Marcelo in New Orleans has already arranged personnel here to provide support and establish connections.

After arriving in Yuma, we will take a train to San Diego - Detroit - Grand Rapids, and then take a boat to Chicago.

This is currently the most feasible transportation route, but it takes a long time. It will take a full half month to deliver this batch of personnel and ammunition to Chicago.

(End of this chapter)