The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 6 It's All Their Fault
There are brothels everywhere in Chinatown, and most of the women there are sold to the United States.

Few Chinese people here can start a family, and even fewer can bring their wives here, so the demand is huge.

But most of them are of low quality, and there are only two famous ones.

After crossing two streets, Chen Zhenghu looked ahead and said, "The Golden Building is in front. I've only heard of it, but I've never been here!"

His eyes were filled with anticipation and anxiety. After all, he was reluctant to come to such a high-end place.

I saw a two-story wooden building in front of me, with two rows of colorful lights hanging outside.

There were oil lamps everywhere inside, and many girls could be seen sitting on both sides, chatting with guests, with half of their bodies hidden in the darkness.

Many people were holding pipes or hookahs, and you could even see people smoking from big pipes.

Some girls would sit in groups of three or two in brighter places.

It is a bit like a nightclub in later generations.

Moreover, there were many strong men among them. Although their clothes and whips were similar, their spirit was obviously different from that of ordinary Chinese workers.

Obviously he is from the gang.

"This person looks unfamiliar. Have you never been here before? Are you here to discuss business or have fun?" An old brothel owner in her twenties came over and said with a smile.

"Yes! We just got off the boat a few days ago!" Chen Zhengwei put his arm around the madam's waist.

"Is there anything you can recommend?"

"So anxious?" The madam smiled in a disgusting way.

"What else? You still want to chat with me all night? Let me tell you, you'll make a lot of money!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"Give my good brother two good ones, but don't squeeze him too clean, I'm afraid he will be weak tomorrow. As for me, I have to choose carefully!"

When Chen Zhengwei took a quick glance just now, he actually saw some other races, such as light-skinned blacks, whites, and South Americans, and the quality was pretty good.

"Are all the attractive girls in Chinatown here with you?" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"That's right! In the whole Chinatown, who doesn't know about our Jinyulou?"

Chen Zhengwei first picked the ones with big breasts, then the ones with faces that suited his aesthetic taste, and finally he picked a white girl and a South American girl.

"That's all! I can still study English all night long!"

...Omit the ellipsis for 20,000 words...

The next morning, Chen Zhengwei got out of bed to pee, but his legs went weak and his waist felt extremely sore.

"grass!"

How great it was last night, how sour it is now.

While draining the water, I opened the system panel and took a look.

Strength: 1.0 (1.2)

Flexible: 0.8 (0.9)

Physique: 1.0 (1.1)

Chen Zhengwei cursed again. His measurements yesterday were still 1.1, 0.8, 1.1.
It actually dropped a little today.

I still have to do things at night!

Fortunately, I still have one day to have a good rest today.

Chen Zhengwei returned to the bed cursing, and looked at the two people lying on it, feeling extremely angry.

It's all your fault!

He immediately became angry and kicked one of them in the buttocks. As a result, the two men were sleeping so soundly that they just groaned twice.

Chen Zhengwei sat aside, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Chen Zhenghu asked from outside: "Are you up?"

"Wait for me ten minutes!" Chen Zhengwei said loudly, put on his clothes, and threw two one-dollar coins on the table as a tip for them.

As a result, after walking only two steps, he felt his waist aching, so he turned around and put the two dollars back into his pocket angrily.

It's all their fault that my waist and legs are sore, so why should I give them tips?
I held my waist and walked out of the house, and saw Chen Zhenghu doing the same thing as me.

"I told you not to squeeze yourself too hard last night. Your legs are so weak, how can you do anything?" Chen Zhengwei scolded angrily.

"Aren't you the same?" Chen Zhenghu said with a wink.

"Can you be like me? I can be full of energy in just half a day at most!" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

The two men left Jinyulou and when they passed by the pharmacy yesterday, Chen Zhenghu wanted to go and ask.

Only then did Chen Zhengwei realize that this pharmacy was actually a martial arts school, but there was a big door next to it as the door to the school, with a sign of Lin Family Martial Arts School hanging on it.

In fact, the martial arts gym was in the backyard of the pharmacy, and shouting sounds could be heard early in the morning.

Chen Zhengwei leaned over to take a look and saw about seven or eight people practicing boxing inside.

"Did Doctor Lin open this martial arts school? What does he teach?" Chen Zhengwei asked with great interest. He really liked Doctor Lin's business philosophy, fighting and saving lives were inseparable.

Beat someone first, then rescue them, and earn some money for medical expenses.

This is called creating market demand.

"Mr. Lin teaches Cailifoquan." Chen Zhenghu said.

Chen Zhengwei understood immediately and became interested. Cai Lifu was a famous boxer in Guangdong Province with good combat skills. He had heard of him to some extent.

He was mainly interested in the weapons fighting style of Choy Li Fot, and if he could just get started, he could improve it.

Although a gun is fast within seven steps and accurate and fast beyond seven steps, there are always times when it is not appropriate to use a gun.

After the two men went in, they saw Doctor Lin. Chen Zhengwei looked at his neck and shoulders. Even though he was wearing a Ma褂, he could tell that his trapezius muscles were higher than those of ordinary people, and his neck was also thicker than that of ordinary people.

Obviously he has real talent.

After Chen Zhenghu asked about the man's condition yesterday, Chen Zhengwei asked, "Doctor Lin, are you teaching people martial arts?"

"What do you do?" Doctor Lin looked up at him and asked.

"I just got off the ship a few days ago and came here to do business!"

"It's rare to see people doing business here. Are you from Southeast Asia or the inland?"

"Taishan People"

"Learning boxing from me costs two dollars a month!" Doctor Lin said after a moment of hesitation.

He had a good impression of Chen Zhengwei and Chen Zhenghu.

Although the two men didn't explain it in detail yesterday, he figured it out. The man was attacked and the two men found him and sent him over.

Moreover, Chen Zhengwei also left some money for medical expenses.

This shows that Chen Zhengwei is a decent person and has some money, so he is suitable for practicing martial arts.

Although I'm a little older, it's not a big problem.

People like them who run martial arts schools like to recruit wealthy disciples.

Rich disciples not only have a lot of money but also extensive connections. Having more such disciples can increase the influence of the martial arts school and also provide a place for other disciples.

Otherwise, after learning martial arts, you can only end up fighting bravely in a gang and working for others.

"You're not hiding it, are you?" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

"If you don't pass it on, you'll end up taking it into the coffin? It's not that I don't want to teach you, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to learn it!" Doctor Lin glared at him unhappily.

"It's just a joke! I'll come and become your disciple when I'm free tomorrow!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

The two of them went to see Chen Fengyu again, who was loading goods at the door of the grocery store. Seeing the two of them from a distance, he nodded, indicating that he had taken care of it.

Chen Zhengwei laughed and gave Chen Fengyu a thumbs up.

As long as the money is right, you can always find people to do the work.

The two returned to the hotel. When Chen Qiaoniang saw Chen Zhengwei, she almost cried out loud, and her little face twitched.

"Brother, you're finally back. I was so worried!"

"I went to do something last night! You two clean up and come downstairs for dinner."

After dinner, several people returned to the hotel to rest. Chen Zhengwei asked Chen Zhenghu: "Is there a candidate who is more reliable, courageous, restless, and dares to do things?"

"There are a few..." Chen Zhenghu thought for a moment and said, "Zhengwei, what do you want to do?"

"You get the people here first. As for what to do, let me think about it. One person can't accomplish anything, only when many people join forces can it be accomplished!" said Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhenghu nodded. He had even killed someone last night, so he became much bolder.

He knew that Chen Zhengwei was restless, and he also knew that he definitely wanted to do something big.

He went to Jinyulou with Chen Zhengwei again last night, and he felt uneasy.

Wearing high-end clothes every day, sleeping with two beautiful girls in your arms, eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks every day, who doesn’t want such a life?

The two rested until the evening. Chen Zhengwei looked at the data and it had returned to 1.1, 0.9, 1.1.

Although it's not back to its best condition, it's enough.

Chen Zhengwei changed into a clean suit, put on a top hat, put the gun into his waist, took the walking stick, and went out with Chen Zhenghu.

After leaving Chinatown, walk down the street and you will see Patty's Bar, a gathering place for the Irish in the surrounding neighborhood.

Chen Zhengwei stood on the side of the road, looking at the bar diagonally opposite from afar, while Chen Zhenghu hid in a nearby alley.

It was already dark at this time, and Chen Zhengwei was wearing decent clothes. From a distance, one could not tell that he was Chinese, so he did not attract much attention.

Now there is only one last problem left, that is, Chen Zhengwei doesn’t know what the leader of the Irish group looks like, he only knows that his name is Nick Byrne.

I hope he isn't too low-key when he comes in and out, otherwise I might not be able to recognize him.

(End of this chapter)