The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 495 I gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it
Quality Hill in south Houston is the place with the most wealthy people and estates in Houston.

However, there is no mountain here. This word means more that the people who live here are of high status, high wealth and high quality.

Many of the guests who attended Chen Zhengwei's banquet stayed here.

At this time, William Marshall Rice's estate was brightly lit.

A carriage stopped at the gate of Rice's manor, and a white face appeared from the window of the carriage.

"I need to see Mr. Rice. I have something very important to inform him."

The servants of the manor recognized that the carriage was that of the wealthy man Milam, and the person in the carriage was Milam himself. Seeing that he looked serious, the servants opened the gate without too much delay and let the carriage enter the manor.

The carriage stopped in front of the main building, and when Charles H. Milam got out of the carriage, he heard cheerful dance music coming from the banquet hall.

But he was in no mood to appreciate it now. He walked quickly into the banquet hall and saw many well-dressed gentlemen and ladies inside.

Some were dancing, while others were sitting on the couch chatting.

His arrival immediately attracted some people's attention.

Charles Milam's eyes searched quickly in the banquet hall, and soon found William Marshall Rice, and walked over quickly.

"Charles, how was the Chinese banquet?" A man next to Rice saw him, raised his glass and asked with a smile.

"Mr. Rice!" Charles Milam winked at Rice.

Rice immediately stood up and walked aside with him.

"What happened? Or did that Chinese ask you to deliver some message?" Rice asked Milam while greeting the guests around him with a smile.

"That Chinese man is more brutal and crazy than I imagined!" Milam took a deep breath and recounted the situation at the scene.

"He killed Congressman Chapman and beat his body into pieces in front of everyone! Because his men were ambushed and killed by the KKK after attending Congressman Chapman's banquet."

Hearing this, Rice's face became serious.

Everyone could expect Chen Zhengwei to take revenge.

But the question is how to retaliate. Obviously, Chen Zhengwei's methods were more brutal than others expected.

"Does he have any reasons? Or evidence?" Les asked after thinking for a while.

"No, he doesn't need evidence! All he needs is suspicion!" said Milam. He understood this at the banquet.

This is what worries him the most and what he fears the most.

"And he killed Mr. Baker because Mr. Baker wanted to speak... but he didn't even listen to what Mr. Baker had to say, he just killed him!"

"Although we have heard rumors about him before, we know after seeing him with our own eyes... this person is even more brutal than the rumors say!"

"You didn't attend his party... I was worried! Although you set the party time long ago, it's obvious that he is a thug and not someone who can be reasoned with! So I'm worried that he will retaliate against you!"

"Thank you for letting me know!" Rice's face was serious, but he still thanked Milam.

At this moment, someone else walked into the hall, and like Milam, he came to inform Rice.

Although he saw Milam's carriage at the door, he had already come here, so he had to fulfill his favor.

After chatting for a few minutes, the two said goodbye and left.

Les stood there thinking for two minutes with a serious expression, then his expression slowly relaxed. He couldn't let his anxiety affect other guests.

Rice first called the butler and asked him to arrange for bodyguards to be on high alert, and then asked the band to stop playing.

The guests in the venue all looked over.

With a calm smile on his face, Rice said to everyone: "Due to some personal reasons, this banquet will end early. I deeply apologize for this!"

"I will personally express my apologies to all the distinguished gentlemen and ladies later!"

Hearing him say this, although the others were surprised, they responded with gentle smiles and left one after another.

Some guests said as they left:

"I don't know what happened, Mr. Rice, but if there's anything I can do to help, I'd be happy to help!"

After most left, only a few remained.

Including two other wealthy people who received Chen Zhengwei’s invitation but did not go.

Rice then explained the situation, and everyone else's expressions changed color after hearing it.

"That Chinaman is so unreasonable?"

"Given the other party's style of doing things, if we don't go to the banquet, it is likely to anger him. I decided to leave Houston temporarily and communicate with him through an intermediary after dawn!" Rice said.

The others nodded, all having the same plan, and then stood up and left.

Everyone was very angry that they were forced to leave Houston just for not attending a banquet.

But it is better to leave the dangerous area first.

After everyone left, Rice returned to the safe in his study to take out some important information and stock contracts. When he went downstairs, he saw his butler waiting at the door.

"I'm going to be away for a few days!" Les ordered the butler.

"Sir, I will take good care of this place!" said the butler calmly. He already knew what had happened.

But his professional ethics did not allow him to make any other response at this time.

Les nodded, went out and got into the carriage.

However, just as the carriage started moving, a burst of gunfire was heard from the direction of the gate.

Les's face in the carriage changed immediately.

"Is it that Chinaman? So fast?"

It has only been twenty minutes since I received the news, and the other party's people have already arrived.

……

At this time, outside the gate of the Rice family, several carriages were parked in the middle of the road in a haphazard manner, and one carriage even overturned.

The horses in front of the carriage had all fallen to the ground.

Schultz's men pointed their guns at the carriages.

Schultz personally walked to a carriage with a gun in hand, opened the door, and asked the nervous middle-aged man inside: "George Winget? Or Edwin Arthur Anderson?"

"You've got the wrong person! We've met before at my company, right at the port!" The middle-aged man forced a smile and took out a gold-plated business card from the box next to the carriage seat.

"Bailey Hutchins... looks like a misunderstanding?" Schultz glanced at the business card, confirmed the other party's appearance, and then looked at his female companion.

Then he tilted his head to indicate: "It looks like a misunderstanding!"

"I suggest you get out of here now, the sooner the better!"

Then he walked towards the next carriage.

Bailey Hutchins and his female companion got out of the carriage and looked around. They saw a carriage door open. The carriage belonged to George Winget, a real estate developer and the person Schultz was looking for.

George Winget knew something was wrong, so he opened the car door, got out and ran away, not even caring about his female companion.

Da da da!
The two thugs fired their submachine guns at his legs.

George Winget felt a pain in his leg and fell to the ground, gritting his teeth and crawling forward.

The two thugs trotted over and fired several more shots at his legs. George Winget could no longer bear the pain, and rolled on the ground holding his legs, howling loudly.

Seeing this scene, the people in the other carriages covered their mouths, widened their eyes, and trembled all over.

After seeing this scene, Bailey Hutchins felt a chill all over his body. He walked away quickly with his female companion and the coachman, not daring to stay for a second.

However, after walking only twenty meters, I saw a group of people in front of me.

This startled Bailey Hutchins, and then he realized that these people were actually agents from Houston.

Police Chief George Esther was also among them.

Seeing the flustered Bailey Hutchins, George Esther turned his head as if he didn't see him.

Seeing the other party's actions, Bailey Hutchins immediately understood.

"Police..." Bailey Hutchins's female companion was surprised when she saw the police. As soon as she opened her mouth, Bailey grabbed her. Then Bailey Hutchins pulled her away quickly.

The agents behind George Esther had complicated expressions, but no one took any action.

……

At the scene, Schultz looked at George Winget, who was lying on the ground, covering his legs and screaming, and smiled sarcastically.

"It seems that this gentleman knows that we are looking for him!"

In just two minutes, Schultz identified the identities of the guests in these carriages.

Have George Winget and Edwin Arthur Anderson, and their female companions, taken into custody.

As for the others, just let them go.

"I want to see your boss! I can work with him!" Edwin Anderson's face was pale and there was unconcealable panic in his eyes.

A thug hit him on the head with the butt of a gun and said sarcastically:
“There are a lot of people who want to work with my boss!”

"Go to the manor! Don't let the owner run away!" Schultz ordered immediately after making sure that Rice was not there.

The henchmen behind him immediately rushed into the manor on horseback.

Soon, gunshots were heard in the manor.

There were revolvers used by Rice's bodyguards, and submachine guns used by Schultz's men.

The battle lasted only three minutes.

Even at night, and Rice's bodyguards were hiding in the manor.

But every time they fired, there was a lot of smoke.

They had only one chance to fire before being overwhelmed by the incoming bullets.

Ten minutes later, Les was brought out from the back garden of the manor, covered in dirt and fallen leaves, not at all the decent look he had a moment ago.

"I'll go with you to see Mr. Chen!" Les tried hard to maintain his composure.

"But our boss doesn't want to see you!" Schultz said. "I sent you an invitation today, but you didn't seize it!"

Hearing this, Leicester suddenly understood something.

This made his heart feel like it was being squeezed by a big hand.

Rice tried to remain respectable:
"Are you going to kill us? We are the richest people in this city and have great influence. Killing us will only bring you trouble. If we cooperate with your boss, we can bring you greater benefits!"

"It seems that you don't understand at all. My boss doesn't care that much about 'benefits'! This is the difference between you and him!" Schultz lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"And my boss has given you a chance! He never gives anyone a second chance!"

Hearing this, Edwin Anderson's face turned pale.

"Maybe I can talk to your boss again! One hundred thousand dollars for me to meet with your boss!" Rice gritted his teeth.

Schultz thought about it and was actually quite tempted.

Unfortunately, something went wrong this time and my boss is very angry now.

Compared to money, he was more afraid of Chen Zhengwei's anger.

"If only you had been so sensible earlier!" Schultz sighed!

"Tie them up and take them away!"

Watching the thugs tie up the men and stuff them into the carriage, Schultz got on his horse and said, "Let's go to the next one!"

"Get those policemen and go to Councillor Chapman's estate!"

In fact, he had already sent his men and agents to Congressman Chapman's estate to ensure that no one escaped.

Late at night, the whole of Houston was dark.

A light rain began to fall from the sky.

The sound of horse hooves echoed through the streets, waking up countless sleeping people.

A maid heard a baby crying, got up and lit the oil lamp. She subconsciously looked out the window and saw a group of people riding horses galloping past, with several carriages behind them.

Then dozens of people followed on horseback.

Schultz led his men to the gate of Congressman Chapman's estate and saw his men aiming guns inside.

Several agents stood aside with guns in hand, looking conflicted.

"What's going on?" Schultz asked, jumping off his horse.

"They were trying to rush out just now! After we opened fire, they hid back!" said a thug.

"Go in!" Schultz said directly.

A large group of people immediately rushed in with guns.

At this moment in the hall of the manor, Theodore Chapman was trembling while holding a shotgun, his eyes were panicked and his face was pale.

"What to do? What to do? What to do?"

“When will the KKK come to rescue me?”

The half-grown child was completely panicked and at a loss.

When he learned that his father was beaten to death and that it was related to what happened to him that day, he was filled with pain.

After crying, his mother cheered up and prepared to take him away from the manor.

However, he was beaten back as soon as he rushed out.

The two bodyguards were beaten to death on the spot.

Now there were only a few servants with guns left in the manor.

While he was still panicking, a black servant not far away took a gun and fired a shot outside: "They are rushing in!"

Then there was a lot of gunfire and footsteps.

When the black servant tried to stand up and fire the second shot, he was hit by several bullets and fell down on the spot.

Then a group of people kicked open the door and rushed in with guns. The other servants quickly threw their guns to the ground.

Theodore Chapman subconsciously raised his gun, and was shot twice. He fell to the ground in great pain, tears streaming from his eyes.

Theodore's mother screamed in pain, rushed to Theodore, and opened her arms to try to block him.

"You demons, I did all this, leave my mother alone!"

When the thugs who rushed in heard this, they all looked towards him.

Schultz walked in with a gun, looked at the boy on the ground, and asked, "What did you do?"

"I was the one who did that to the Chinese...it has nothing to do with anyone else..." The boy kept crying, his heart filled with fear. He felt that he was going to die soon.

When he said this, even his mother turned around in shock.

"So it was you who did it!" Schultz immediately stared at the young man on the ground and took a look at the parts where he was shot. They were the shoulder and lower abdomen, so he wouldn't die in a short time.

He immediately grinned and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you die too quickly!"

"The boss said that Chapman's family can't keep even a single chicken!"

"Kill them all!"

"Of course, keep these two! Stop the bleeding!"

"You will die the same way they died!"

After Schultz finished speaking, the others immediately shot and killed the other servants, and then searched for survivors in the manor.

"Go inform the boss... we've found the real culprit!"

(End of this chapter)