The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 537 We need our own court

A large number of gang members appeared in New York and soon attracted the attention of the New York Police Department.

Especially after inquiring through the railway company, it was found that these people came from major cities in the United States, which made the New York police even more nervous.

In a carriage opposite the Continental Hotel, several agents watched a dozen Italians enter the hotel.

"What have you found yet?" one of the police officers asked.

"No...it would be nice if there was a nationwide criminal file...but I can be sure that these people are all shameless rats!" an agent said.

"We can't figure out their identities or their purpose unless we go in and search!" another agent said, and everyone else turned to look at him.

"I'm just talking..." The agent shrank his neck.

"If you want to die, don't drag us along!" The leading police officer glared at him.

Observing from across the hotel was the best they could do.

"How about we pretend to be guests and check in? It would be fine as long as we can find out what they are doing." An agent suddenly suggested.

While they were discussing, a few Chinese people came out of the hotel holding a sign and stood at the door of the hotel.

"What's written on it?" asked the leading police officer. The distance was a bit far and he couldn't see clearly.

"You go and see!"

An agent got off the carriage and trotted across the road, then he could see the words on the sign clearly - "The wind can come in, the rain can come in, but the police can't come in!"

Then the agent went back with a sullen face.

"What does it say?"

"The wind can come in, the rain can come in, but the police can't come in." The agent whispered.

Upon hearing this, the others turned their heads to look at the sign and clenched their fists.

After a moment, he unclenched his fist.

Several people just felt powerless.

"Let's go! They've noticed us!" said the leading police officer expressionlessly.

"I hope they don't cause any trouble."

Shortly after the carriage left, Langji and his men walked out of the hotel.

He was very ambitious when he set out from Newark, but he has become more and more low-key in the past two days.

As gang leaders from various places arrived one after another, he also felt that the others were not easy to deal with.

Although those people tried their best to act gentle and chatted with others like ordinary people, from the information he had obtained, they were all gangsters from major cities in the United States, and they all had absolute influence in the local area.

Especially when chatting with them, many of them were discussing things like congressmen and elections, which were completely different from the gangs he had come into contact with in Newark.

Langji is actually a very smart man. He originally thought that gangsters were just like him, aggressive and extortionist.

But after talking to these people, I found that they were not keen on discussing this kind of thing.

He quickly realized that these people were already on another level.

So the King of Newark has been keeping a low profile these past two days, his facial expression has become increasingly gentle, and he has restrained his minions.

After coming out of the hotel, Langji and his men saw the sign that was not there before. They looked at it curiously and then stopped.

"Boss, what does it say?"

Langji stared at it for a long time before turning around and leaving.

"The wind can come in, the rain can come in, but the police can't come in!"

……

"Those gangs haven't caused any trouble recently, right?" Chen Zhengwei asked casually.

"They are all very honest, and even harmonious. Recently, they have been keen on discussing how to corrupt and bribe those city officials, how to compete for power with the city government... and how to deal with those councilors..." Xu Yan said with a smile.

"Of course, there were some minor incidents, such as fighting in the bar outside, but everyone was very honest in the hotel."

Chen Zhengwei nodded, then stared at an abstract painting on the wall for a long time: "What the hell is this?"

He had noticed the painting for several days, just across from his desk.

"It was painted by Hong... He insisted on hanging it here to cultivate my artistic instincts!"

"If you like painting so much, why not paint more Naizi! That's art!" Chen Zhengwei sneered, then looked away.

He never cared about such trivial matters.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door. Xu Yan opened the door, took a telegram and put it on the desk.

"Brother Wei, sent from San Francisco."

Chen Zhengwei took the telegram, glanced at it, and raised his eyebrows.

"That Juan is still somewhat useful!"

The content of the telegram was very simple. The Spanish Governor of Cuba agreed to allow Chen Zhengwei to do business in Cuba, but only in the central provinces of Cuba.

This is the territory of the Cuban families behind the independence army.

Anyone who is not blind can see what the Spanish Governor's purpose is.

But Chen Zhengwei didn't care, this was his original purpose.

And as long as he gains a foothold there, it will be difficult to drive him away.

"Send a telegram to notify the fleet conducting exercises in the waters near Oregon to return to San Francisco for a week of rest and repairs, and then go to the Hawaiian waters for exercises for three days before returning." Chen Zhengwei said after thinking for a moment.

We can start after they return from Hawaiian waters and inspect the ship again.

From San Francisco to Cape Horn, and then around Cape Horn to Cuba.

In the middle of the journey, we will pass through Chile, Peru, and Bolivia, which are at war, so we can open up the market along the way.

"Notify Remington Company and have the goods I want delivered to San Francisco in half a month."

……

The next night, the gang leaders who arrived in New York took their men to the banquet hall on the second floor of the hotel.

“Marcelo, how about the Haymarket? My people saw you there!”

"Very hot! The girls in New York are much more enthusiastic than those in New Orleans! I plan to stay here for a few more days after the meeting!" Marcelo said with a smile. He had been having so much fun in New York recently that he didn't want to leave.

"Eastman, I don't think I've seen you until now!"

"Alessandro, I have a batch of goods going through Cincinnati recently, and I still need your help!"

Some of the acquaintances greeted each other as they walked and chatted about business. Of course, the most talked about topic was women.

In fact, most of the business has been negotiated in these few days.

I don’t know how many shady businesses have been negotiated in mainland hotels these days.

Including human trafficking, smuggling, counterfeit liquor and counterfeit currency.

Of course, there are also some legitimate businesses.

For example, opioids are allowed by the US government and are very profitable.

A group of people entered the banquet hall. There was only a long wooden table in the banquet hall, with chairs on both sides of the table.

There are name tags on the table, representing each person's position.

Those who arrived took their seats one after another, and except for two of their subordinates who were left standing against the wall, the rest of them were waiting in the corridor.

After Langji went in, he found his seat at the end of the table. This position made him feel very uncomfortable, but he endured it. He sat there with a smile on his face and listened to other people's greetings.

There are several other new members like him.

Moreover, Langji discovered that there was a clear distinction between the seats at the front of the long table and the seats at the back.

The members occupying those seats are also the most powerful and influential among all the gangs.

They are all directors of the committee and are at the top of the committee.

Of course, besides them, there is also the position at the top.

Although no one told him, he had already guessed who held that position.

Just as he thought, after everyone had taken their seats, Chen Zhengwei brought his people down from upstairs.

"Mr. Chen!" The gang members waiting in the corridor stood on both sides and bowed slightly after seeing Chen Zhengwei.

Hearing the constant calls of "Mr. Chen" coming from outside, Chen Zhengwei walked in from the banquet hall door with Aaron, Xu Yan and brothers Bob.

Chen Zhengwei was dressed in a purple gentleman's suit, which was much more low-key and steady than red and pink. With a smile on his face, he attracted everyone's attention the moment he appeared, and made everyone feel the terrifying power emanating from him.

Whether it is personal power or the power of forces.

"Mr. Chen!" Everyone stood up and bowed respectfully.

Langji also stood up with everyone else, thinking to himself: It turned out to be him.

It was indeed him who organized such an organization that covered the entire United States and had its tentacles in all regions.

At the same time, I felt a little excited.

You have to know that Chen Zhengwei is against the US government and has defeated it several times.

Even he was a little excited to join such an organization and was full of confidence in the future.

"Please sit down. Don't be so polite. I don't really like to be polite!" Chen Zhengwei gestured to everyone to sit down, and then sat at the top.

Many of these gang leaders are over 1.8 meters tall, such as Lang Ji, who is not much shorter than Chen Zhengwei.

But when Chen Zhengwei sat there, everyone felt like he was a giant.

"You all look so good. It looks like your business has been good this year?" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"With the help of Mr. Chen, I now earn more a year than in the past few years!" Chicago's mafia mastermind Ignazio Lupo turned around and bowed to Chen Zhengwei.

It's not just because Chen Zhengwei's slot machines bring in hundreds of thousands of dollars in revenue every year.

Also because of the existence of the committee and the opening up of the transportation network, organization members in various cities can now communicate with each other in a timely manner and share what they have.

He also made a lot of money in ordinary business.

"There's more money and less disputes!" Eastman of the New York Eastman Gang also laughed.

"That's good. After all, in the United States, no matter what you want to do, you must have money. This is a prerequisite!"

"As for disputes... there will definitely be disputes when doing business. Although they have decreased now, they still happen from time to time. After all, none of our members are kind and gentle people." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Everyone smiled as well.

These people are honest here, but when they leave here, they are all the most influential gang leaders in major cities. Each of them has at least a few lives on his hands and is involved in multiple murders.

"But when a dispute occurs, we can't just keep fighting and killing each other. In modern society, the most important thing is order. Now everyone can earn money in peace and stability, which is a good thing. I don't think you want to go back to the chaotic days of fighting and killing each other every day."

"But disputes are inevitable, so we need a fair platform to judge and resolve disputes."

“We need to have our own courts to resolve disputes and conflicts among members.”

Chen Zhengwei's first sentence surprised everyone.

But after thinking about it carefully, he nodded in agreement.

After all, these days are a rare time of leisure for them, their income has increased significantly, conflicts with other gangs have decreased, and they have the support of the committee behind them.

They all hope that days like this can continue.

(End of this chapter)