Volume 5: Competition for Beauty Chapter 12 Disruption
On Jerry Avenue in San Francisco, the Gun Captain led Xiao Wu, Wu Chang and A Jun to check into the Newsel Hotel. After arriving here, the first thing the Gun Captain had to do was to meet Black Wolf, of course, he had to do it when no one else knew about it. Zhao Datong had two granddaughters, and his daughter-in-law worked in the San Francisco Municipal Bureau. After Zhao Xiaotong was killed, she moved back to live with Zhao Datong and his wife. Zhao Datong's wife was an oil painting art enthusiast. She had some basic skills herself, but she mostly attended art exhibitions and appreciated other people's works. When she came across something particularly excellent, she would buy it and collect it.
Zhao Datong lived on the side of the Golden Gate Bridge Park, in an independent Chinese-style courtyard covering an area of more than a thousand square meters. The main building was three stories high, and three small buildings surrounded the main building, forming a "品" shape to arch out the main building. Several of the buildings were made of black bricks and tiles, with carved beams and painted buildings. In the courtyard, there were curved corridors, small pavilions, pavilions, rockery, flowers and flowing water. Being there, one could feel a bit of the Jiangnan style. The living room of the main building was also decorated in a typical Chinese style, with a picture of Guan Gong hanging in the middle, a large dragon-shaped rectangular table under the incense table, more than a dozen nanmu chairs dyed dark red, vases on both sides, and on the left wall were four flying characters written by Zhao Datong himself: Datong World!
Heilang lived on the top floor of the main building. This was Zhao Datong's guest room. The second floor was the office. It was not yet late at night. Heilang sat quietly at his desk with a smile on his face, as if he saw several trusted subordinates waiting for orders. As long as he opened his mouth, he could decide life and death, control the life and death of others, and control hundreds of millions of dollars. Now Zhao Datong had clearly agreed to give him the position of leader. After leaving North Korea, he had never thought that he would have the glory he has today. He just wanted a place to stay and food and clothing. Now he has everything he wants. Heilang leaned his head against the pillow behind him and breathed a sigh of relief.
The gun master floated in front of Heilang like a gust of wind, folded his hands and looked at Heilang motionlessly, feeling as if there was something in front of him. Heilang subconsciously opened his eyes and saw a strange Chinese man. Heilang tilted his head. Whose subordinate is this? I have never seen him before! The gun master was wearing Long Chengfei's mask at this time. His expression was particularly gloomy, but there was a faint smile in his eyes, and a trace of mockery swept across the corner of his mouth: "Sure enough, he is the material to be a boss. He is calm in the face of danger!"
Black Wolf's muscles tensed up and he looked at the Gun Master quietly: "Who are you?" He didn't need to ask how he got in. The security here was useless in their eyes. If he asked, he would be looked down upon. The Gun Master still didn't move. He was ready at this time. If Black Wolf made any unusual moves, he would kill him on the spot!
The gun master smiled and said, "Does it matter who I am? What matters is you! Do you know where I come from? New York." Black Wolf's heart tightened, his face changed slightly, and he stared at the gun master and said, "Did Uncle Zhao ask you to come?" The gun master's mind flashed, and he didn't say anything, just looking at Black Wolf like this! What should I say now? Or don't say anything, continue to put great pressure on Black Wolf, his eyes exuding a murderous aura in form and substance, staring at Black Wolf.
Heilang's face suddenly turned pale. He knew the temperament of the man in front of him. Even the White Snake was not so terrifying. His voice could no longer be calm: "Uncle Zhao... are you blaming me... for not protecting... the young master...?" The spear leader suddenly realized that this guy was hiding something. Haha, it seems that I really caught him. Well, I'd better act more realistically: "You know it and still ask! Die!" As soon as the words fell, the whole person shot towards Heilang like an arrow, and stabbed him in the chest with his hands clenched into a knife. Heilang tried his best to twist and dodge, but his ribs were scraped hard, and the chair behind him was pierced with a crack. Heilang took advantage of this opportunity and kicked the spear leader quickly, but his foot stopped in mid-air, as if it was wrapped in a ball of high-pressure gas and could not be pulled back.
Black Wolf had no time to react, and swung his right fist with all his strength, but the result was that it was firmly fixed like his foot. The gun master slowly stretched out his hand, and with the five fingers of the other hand spread out, he covered Black Wolf from a distance of several feet! Slowly grasping Black Wolf's shoulders, he twisted it hard, and the hand that was suspended in the air hit Black Wolf's throat like lightning, and a shrill scream was forced back into his stomach. Black Wolf's eyes were filled with despair, and the gun master's movements were as fast as a ghost, quickly controlling the acupuncture points all over Black Wolf's body.
He helped Black Wolf to sit on the chair with a small hole in it. The hole on his back was like it was cut by a knife. The four sides were neat and tidy. Even if it was shot with a bullet, it would not be so smooth. Black Wolf hung his head with a gloomy face. The gun master smiled and said, "Give me a reason not to kill you!"
Black Wolf didn't understand at first, but after the Gun Master repeated it, a pleading look immediately appeared in his eyes. The Gun Master nodded and said, "I let you speak, but if you scream and alarm others, you will die." Black Wolf's eyes were filled with anxiety. The Gun Master tapped him lightly a few times, and Black Wolf groaned. His shoulder was numb at this moment. The blow just now was too fierce and too fast, and the severe pain was immediately replaced by numbness. Fortunately, the Gun Master did not break his other shoulder.
Black Wolf took a few deep breaths, and then said hurriedly: "Believe me, I really didn't know there would be a killer, and China's control is very strict, and we don't have any enemies..." The gun chief was impatient to listen to these bullshit reasons. What he wanted to know was that Black Wolf had completely given up on Zhao Datong. He stretched out his hand to stop Black Wolf from confessing: "Honestly, if there was no basis, the boss would not do this to you!" Black Wolf's eyes were full of grief and anger, but more of helplessness. He couldn't explain it clearly, so the gun chief said: "Speak."
Heilang had nothing to explain at this moment, and murmured, "So Uncle Zhao said he gave up his position to me in order to keep me stable. It turns out he has been suspicious of me all along. Alas, I'm just an outsider..." When the gun captain heard this, he was so happy that he wanted to rush up and kiss Heilang a few times.
"Boss, you are testing me! How can I let you, a Korean, lead the Chinese gang? Don't you know that Chinese people have the strongest sense of local culture? Okay, now give me a reason not to kill you!"
Black Wolf smiled bitterly and shook his head, "After my eldest brother was killed, I did have the thought of replacing him, but I am absolutely loyal to Uncle Zhao. Even if Uncle Zhao kills me, I will die. Why bother with so much trouble? If he hadn't adopted me, I would probably be in prison or beaten to death on the street." When the gun leader heard this, he cursed the boy in his heart for being a bit stupid. Repay a favor? You are fucking sick. I just want you to be ungrateful. Thinking of this, the gun leader smiled , "The boss's order is to make you disappear immediately... But Black Wolf... I don't want to kill you! But... If I let you go, I can't report to the boss. I am very conflicted, so I want you to give me a reason not to kill you."
Black Wolf looked at the Gun Captain for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and sighed, "Go ahead." The Gun Captain sneered in his heart, playing tricks on me, if I hadn't been on the run, I would have been intimidated by you, but now. Then he slowly stretched his hand towards Black Wolf's neck, exerted a little force, with a dead look in his eyes, staring at Black Wolf coldly: "My fate is in my own hands, since you ask me to do so, I will grant you your wish!"
Black Wolf felt his face was swollen and painful due to the blood. There was a buzzing sound in his brain. He forced out a sound: "Stop...Hands..." The Gun Master laughed in his heart. If you really don't scream, I will really kill you. He immediately let go of his hand and looked at Black Wolf gasping with his mouth wide open. After a while, he barely recovered his expression, his eyes full of pain and contradictions: "My fate is in my own hands! Uncle Zhao... Since you want to kill me, I have no other choice. If you let me go today, I will support you to sit on the chair of the leader!" The Gun Master pretended that his eyes lit up and thought to himself: You kid finally got it, you are not stupid enough. Shaking his head, he said to Black Wolf: "I don't like to show up... You just sit." Black Wolf said to the Gun Master: "I promise you, you are the real leader, tell me, what do you want to do?"
The spear master said softly, "There is a kind of Kung Fu in China called Sealing the Acupoints and Reversing the Blood. I'll give you a week to grab the dragon head. As for how to do it? Do you still need me to teach you?"
Black Wolf closed his eyes tightly and looked at the gun master and said, "Uncle Zhao... He has hundreds of gun masters in New York, and an invisible master..." His eyes were filled with inquiry. Could it be you? The gun master shook his head and said, "It's not me, and I don't know who it is." Black Wolf sighed and said, "That person has been protecting Miss Mei'er. Even if I rush to New York, I can't succeed."
The spear leader laughed in his heart. How could I let you kill Zhao Datong? Besides, can you kill him? The spear leader said, "No need to do that! I will untie a few of your acupuncture points now. Don't try to mess around. It's just a piece of cake for me to kill you. Humph, don't you know how to use a ready-made hostage?"
When Heilang heard this, a hint of viciousness suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Okay! They are all here, I will take action right away!" The gun captain suddenly laughed and said, "No need, I'll see how you perform later." He stretched out his hand to seal Heilang's mute point, then smiled sarcastically, turned around and flew out like a gust of wind. Heilang was horrified. Is this a human or a ghost?
About half an hour later, the spear chief brought Zhao Datong's wife, daughter-in-law, and two granddaughters to the meeting room one after another. The four women, old, big, and small, all fell limp in front of Heilang's table. The spear chief walked forward and untied Heilang's acupuncture points: "It's up to you. Pick a small one."
Black Wolf stood up, pulled out a pencil from the table, walked forward to grab the youngest one, and thrust the pencil into the little girl's throat. The gun leader couldn't help but feel nervous. This guy was really cruel! The girl fell to the ground without even a groan. Black Wolf thrust the pencil into her throat. The little girl had long golden hair and a face as beautiful as white snow. The three women couldn't even scream. They just opened their eyes wide and tears kept coming out. The little girl's sister was shaking uncontrollably on the ground. The little girl instinctively kicked twice. After a few minutes, her face was lifeless and she just lay there without any movement.
Black Wolf looked like he had just killed a dog or a chicken, with no expression at all. The Gun Chief kept saying in his heart: This son of a bitch must be killed, he is a fucking terrorist! After enduring for a few times, he finally smiled at Black Wolf and said, "You are indeed the material for the leader, wait for my call for the next thing..." He paused for a moment, fearing that Black Wolf would rebel again, and then said, "This woman is for you to enjoy tonight, hehe." After that, he slowly opened the door and walked out. After the Gun Chief left, Black Wolf quietly came to the window, with murderous eyes!
The gun master returned to the hotel and took a deep bath. His mind was full of the image of Zhao Datong's cute granddaughter being stabbed with a pencil. It was like a clock was ringing in his heart. The gun master sighed slowly, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and began to practice Qigong. Tonight, he had a little more understanding. He learned from Black Wolf that Zhao Datong had a real trump card. It seemed that he was not an easy person to deal with.
His mood soon calmed down, and he entered into a state of meditation with his continuous breathing. He could not show any sign of weakness now. Black Wolf had already submitted his death warrant, and from now on he was in his hands!
From the next day, the gun captain and the other three began to slowly wander around San Francisco, eating, drinking and having fun, like a country bumpkin who became rich overnight. They bought high-end clothes, ate the most expensive seafood, went in and out of entertainment venues, and changed prostitutes every night. Soon he became the fattest sheep in the gang.
On the thirteenth day, the gun leader found that someone had been following him for the past two days. He began to laugh in his heart. After finally finding a public phone, he called Black Wolf and asked, "Is there anything unusual?" Black Wolf said on the phone, "Everything is normal. They can talk. Zhao... Whenever he called back, I let them take over. When he left, he told me to take charge of the gang's affairs."
The gun master nodded and said, "Now mobilize the people to start the war! Clear out all the gangs in the Japanese area. You need to have some prestige, otherwise it will be difficult to manage in the future. I will help you!"
That night, the gun captain took three people to change clothes and sneaked to the south of Jerry Avenue. When they arrived at a star in San Francisco, the gun captain secretly got a few bullets, which would be needed tonight. He and the other three climbed to several commanding heights. There were two sniper rifles with night vision. The gun captain used one and the casual shooter used one. The other two provided cover. Soon they saw hundreds of people with luminous red cloth strips tied on their hands. They spread out and penetrated into the community like mercury. The gun captain rubbed his hands and began to observe through the night vision goggles. Wherever the Chinese brothers rushed, he would aim there. He had prepared a hundred rounds of bullets for today.
The Chinese gang was divided into groups of five and rushed into several buildings. Soon, gunshots rang out. The gun chief smiled and said, "Here they come!" He aimed at a figure on the second floor and shouted, "Headshot!" The figure's head was half-killed by the whistling bullet. He shook and fell down. The gun chief praised, "The Russians are really fucking awesome! They are not bragging!" When he went to buy a gun, the boss only gave him a hunting rifle at first, saying that the control was very strict. When the gun chief added dollars to the counter, the Russian remained calm. The gun chief grabbed the money and turned away. The Russian was anxious and called him back. Then he showed this thing. The Russian patted his chest and said that he could beat a bull's head into popcorn. The gun chief thought it was worth it, although it was a bit expensive!
Wu Chang also opened fire on the other side of the building. For Chinese men, hitting the Japanese is a natural pleasure! For those compatriots who died, the gun chief chuckled a few times, tapped his fingers lightly, and shot another headshot. After several headshots, the gun chief felt bored and started to shoot at the chest. A big hole was made with each shot. It was too disgusting. He simply shot at the lower body. The gun chief laughed and said, "I'll knock your little Japanese balls away!" This move was too poisonous. Those who were hit did not die for a while. They looked at the big hole in their lower body and howled like pigs. The screams immediately aroused the murderous nature of the Chinese accomplices. They rushed into the building like tigers and killed anyone they saw!
Xiao Wu was watching with envy, holding up his night vision goggles and constantly praising: "This shot is great! Haha, the dog's legs can still kick!" He turned to the gun commander and begged: "Brother, wait until I have enough fun, if you keep shooting, my accuracy will be bad later." Seeing the pleading look in Xiao Wu's eyes, the gun commander handed the gun to him and said: "Only shoot the lower body, damn, it's too exciting!" Xiao Wu took the gun. He was also a soldier. The gun commander slowly observed with the night vision goggles. After Xiao Wu fired seven or eight shots, he could no longer find the target. He cursed angrily: "The Japanese are all hiding in the house, we can't see!"
Seeing that the Chinese gang had firmly grasped the situation, the gun captain said to Xiao Wu, "Call it a day! Let them clean up." He whistled at Wu Chang, and the four of them quietly returned to the hotel. On the way, the gun captain dismantled the gun into a pile of scrap metal in a few strokes and threw it into the trash can at random. The four of them went back to their rooms to take a shower and competed with each other. The gun captain was the best, having killed twenty-one people, followed by Wu Chang. The most depressed was Xiao Wu, as the gun captain kept monopolizing the gun. The gun captain laughed and said, "You little bastard, I'll let you have your fun next time, okay? You're not going to whore a woman, why do you have to fight for it?"
The gang fight overnight made the entire San Francisco citizens extremely panic. Although the people on both sides were Asian, they were afraid that the fire in the city gate would affect innocent people, so they called the police station to protest.
The Japanese gang was beaten to pieces overnight. It is estimated that they will not be able to get involved in San Francisco again in two or three years. Zhao Datong heard the news and praised Black Wolf greatly, but warned at the end: "Our main target now is New York, it is best not to make any big moves there. The Japanese gang's boss was beaten to pieces, how could you use such a big firepower? Forget it, let's do it, keep a low profile, I will talk to them and send a few brothers in."
Black Wolf was very obedient and honestly sent a few brothers in, but these brothers were all people who did not obey Black Wolf. Now that the boss had spoken, Black Wolf would immediately follow the order and implement it without any compromise. The gangs were fighting fiercely, and no one cared about the big fat sheep, the gun chief. The gun chief was happy to be quiet, and continued to wander around, living a dissolute and playboy life.
Wang Daming and his men were suffocated terribly, especially Xiao Si, who was so miserable. He was served by a group of tall and mighty policemen all day long. It was simply a fucking torture. He was not allowed to visit prostitutes, go out at will, make random phone calls, or eat randomly. Everything had to be done according to the American way. Hu Tou had no choice. The gun captain repeatedly told him to stay with these policemen at all times. If anything went wrong, he would take the blame for it. No matter how suffocating it was, it was better than being in the barracks back then.
Cardoff spread the word that he was going to rebuild Umankeke, and many people who followed his father expressed their support. Cardoff quickly equipped his brothers in half a month, which surprised other black gangs. With the support, Cardoff continued to expand his team and slowly organized some retired soldiers, released prisoners, robbers, murderers and blacks who smuggled into the United States. Now when Cardoff walked into the black area, many people called him Mr. Cardoff with great respect. This made Cardoff more grateful to the gun captain and the five million. With this money, blacks will unite!
Why are blacks scattered? Because they are poor. This is what a friend of old Mike told Cardoff. As long as you can help them settle their families, they will support you. Such a simple request makes blacks, who have always been afraid of poverty, spend money on themselves once they become rich, instead of using it to help other brothers. This has led to the current phenomenon of being scattered.
Cardoff's Umajik soon spread like a gust of wind, giving hope to the black people in the entire Manhattan area. Many gangsters who could only rely on petty thefts actively joined. They were full of confidence in Cardoff. As long as Umajik was established again, the Mafia, the White Gloves, and people from other gangs must get out of Manhattan, get out of Brooklyn, and get out of New York!
Zhao Datong couldn't figure out what the gun chief was going to do. Until now, the surveillance reported that, except for the short man who went to pick up Wang Daming, no other Chinese had approached Hutou and his group. And Hutou and his group actually applied for special protection from the American police. Could it be that the person who picked them up at the airport was the gun chief? He asked about Xiao Si's appearance and figure in detail. Except for the inconsistency in appearance, their height and other things were exactly the same. Could this person be Xiao Sigou?
The next day, Zhao Datong took Xiao Si's photo and looked at it carefully for a long time. It was different from the photos he had seen before. Zhao Datong was moved. Could it be that this guy had plastic surgery? But no matter what, there were police officers protecting these people. Zhao Datong decided not to touch him for the time being. Let me see how much money you have? Anyway, the gun captain is now in the United States and it is impossible to go back. Besides, the gun captain is now completely in his sight. It is just a matter of a word when to take action.
Zhao Datong had planned to choose New York three years ago. He had some friendship with the boss of the White Gloves, the Russian Chimov, and Chimov kept inviting him to New York to join forces to conquer the world and drive out the mafia completely.
I have been busy with the gun chief's affairs for so long. A fool has been pestering Zhao Meier every day. If it weren't for Shadow, Zhao Meier would have become his lover. Later, I learned from that guy that he was sent by Lin Changfu. Zhao Datong had expected it, but he didn't expect this "nephew" to be so foolish! He actually reached out to the United States. Did I do something wrong to him? Kill Xiaotong first, then seduce Meier, and want someone to kill me!
Zhao Datong was very angry about this, but he was at a loss what to do. If he could recruit Xiao Sigou for his own use, he could let him deal with Lin Changfu. Alas... it was time to meet Chimera.
The Chinese gang and the White Gloves have secretly reached an alliance! The head of the Mafia, the fifty-year-old Yorke, is the fourth-generation godfather. Seeing this news, he couldn't help but frown! What era is it now? Is there still a need for fighting and killing? He said to his only son standing behind him: "Doroni, what do you think?"
Doroni was chosen by his father to stand behind him last Christmas. When Yorke made the announcement that day, Doroni felt very complicated. From birth, he knew that he was born into a family without his control. His fate was firmly tied to the family tree and he could never break free!
"Father, this news doesn't seem false. Zhao Datong has been in New York for two weeks. It seems that he has been meeting with Chimerov privately... I think their target is the family business."
There was no expression on Yorke's face: "Tell me what you think."
Doroni said: "I recently heard that there is a black man named Cardov who wants to rebuild Umankek. We can help him." Yokni's face looked extremely gloomy: "Is there any other way besides this?" Doroni was a little nervous. He had never known his father's thoughts since he was a child, and he rarely saw his father smile.
"Alternatively, we can follow the method my grandfather taught us. Let two dogs fight each other, and then lure a third dog to join in. Then no matter who gets bitten to death, we are all winners."
Yokni's face finally relaxed: "Remember, Doroni, the most powerful weapon in the world is the mind, not violence! Why should we feed a puppy and then let it bite us? Yes, your grandfather is a wise man, you go and make the arrangements."
Doroni walked out slowly, his steps were light, but he didn't seem nervous or excited at all. Yorke saw this in him: he was neither arrogant nor impatient!
This was the first time Kadov had received a phone call since the Gun Commander left. Kadov told the Gun Commander very proudly that there were now 5,000 people, and it was only seven days away from the one month the Gun Commander had said. The Gun Commander was also very happy, but he kept warning Kadov to restrain his men and not to interfere no matter what happened! No matter who came to talk to him, he would not allow them to talk, and it would be best if they didn't even meet him!
Finally, the gun commander once again reminded Cardov to show his prestige. If he could not make his men obey his orders, then he would have failed. He must not let his men make any noise and must keep a low profile!
The gunner felt that it was meaningless to stay in San Francisco. The best situation had already been formed in New York. It was time to disrupt it. Before leaving, he had to go and see the black wolf, the black-hearted wolf!
Heilang has been expanding his territory during this period, continuously taking over business from the Japanese gang. He has now begun to get used to it and is addicted to the feeling of being the boss!
At night, Gun Master appeared in front of Black Wolf's bed just like last time. There was not only him in the bed, but also Zhao Xiaotong's beautiful American wife. Gun Master took advantage of Black Wolf's still charming woman before he woke up, and Black Wolf was no longer surprised. He slowly got up and put on his clothes, standing in front of Gun Master, with no expression on his face.
The spearman smiled and said, "I will go to New York tomorrow. That is our real battlefield. Everything here will be yours! Where is the thing I asked you to record?"
Heilang turned and walked out, took it out of the drawer, and handed it to the gun leader. With this thing, Zhao Datong will be severely defeated! Recorded here are the body of his little granddaughter, the process of his daughter-in-law being raped, and the helpless wife and granddaughter.
The gun master gently patted Heilang's shoulder and said, "The one you want to kill the most is not Zhao Datong, but me. I hope that after Zhao Datong dies, you will have this opportunity." He said that without looking at Heilang again. The gun master said that because he didn't want him to suddenly attack from behind. Although it wouldn't be a big deal, the gun master didn't like danger. Heilang still looked at the gun master expressionlessly, his fingers slightly bent...
