No.609 Oops, oops
In the space of fifteen days, the turmoil was no longer enough to describe the current situation, and the turmoil in the underground world that could not see the light was swept by the butterfly effect.
Except for the so-called closed countries, such as North Korea, Iran, etc., the rest of the countries have been swept by this demonic wind. This is especially evident in countries such as Europe and Japan, which are dominated by old families and aristocrats.
The chaos in Europe was no worse than the Second World War, and the inexplicable collapse of the economy and the political chaos in various places simply stunned all sociologists.
The dissolution of the Italian mafia overnight, the instant extermination of the Russian skinheads, and the disintegration of other old European mafias, directly led to the unemployment rate in Europe rising to 45 percent.
There were a lot of homeless people, and there were protest marches everywhere. People's daily lives have been greatly affected. Of course, this also shows the relationship between the underworld and society from the side, and if there is a problem in either of the two, it will inevitably affect the other, thus leading to all kinds of chaos.
Compared with Europe, Japan belongs to the East Asian cultural circle, which is relatively better, but it is not much better. Because of the cooperation between the Mitsubishi Group and the Green Gang, they were completely on the opposite side of the Heavenly Society, so when the Green Gang Hongmen swept the Eastern and Western European forces, the Heavenly Society also launched a large-scale attack on the Japanese consortium.
Mazda, Coax, and Toyou, the three major valve companies, were forced to take back all their overseas factories overnight and were forced to buy back shares, which is equivalent to being forced to eat their own......
As for Australia, after a period of accumulation after Wang Jian's killing, he also began to make drastic moves, and this huge island is a little lighter than other places, but the Chinese Gang Federation is not much better, it was swallowed up and destroyed at least half of it in a few days, and because of resistance. Heaven will be just as scarred, anyway, it's a flickering offense and defense. Whether it's finance, territory, or politics.
Generally speaking, the most fierce struggle is in the United States and Europe, and this time it is the turn of Asian countries to gather in a circle and watch.
And in real terms, the mainland is like the US imperialism at that time, because even if there is a so-called triad inside. However, these underworlds have been baptized by socialism, so they can't make waves like they did on those fertile soils of liberalism, and Taiwan, not to mention, the gangs in Taiwan as a whole were originally the two giants that got out of the mainland, and now the headquarters of the Qinggang have moved, to put it bluntly. If the time is ripe, it will not be a big problem for Wang Jian to be the governor of the district.
Xiao Jin's explanation for this is that the smaller the country and the more it flaunts freedom and democracy, the deeper the country will be poisoned by the underworld, which is an irreversible proposition. Naturally, it also explains why North Korea shoots its ex-girlfriend when it should shoot its ex-girlfriend, and when it should watch a basketball game, it watches a basketball game, and it is completely unaffected.
However, the Green Gang and the Heavenly Society are dead, and the beneficiary is a dog. This was something he didn't expect, in just fifteen days, he basically just cleaned up the battlefield behind his ass, and his sphere of influence expanded more than tenfold. Compared with the previous three-legged tripod but one foot is a little lame, the current three-legged tripod is the real Cheng dΓΉ, and the original lame leg is recovering, while the two good legs are gradually shrinking.
So he didn't want anything, and he worked hard to nest in that kind of Tianpan Gaoke. then vaguely replaced Wang Jian as the king of newcomers. Although he has come to this day, luck accounts for most of it, but who can deny that luck is also part of strength? Now that this new monster has grown, who would have thought that a year ago, the core character of this monster was a little chef who made fried noodles in Hawaii, and half a year ago this guy was washing dishes in a restaurant in Sichuan?
The Heavens didn't even take the cook seriously at the time, but now they must be very sorry why they didn't just let the cook die one night.
And this qiΔ is quietly happening at the time. Wang Jian has been missing for fifteen days, and for fifteen whole days, there has been no news, including the Heavenly Society and Hongmen. The whole world was looking for this guy, but no one could find him.
Where is he? I'm afraid no one knows but himself. "How much money do you make every day?" In the middle of the night in New York, Wang Jian sat in a compartment in the underground passage with his knees crossed, and a street performer sat next to him: "You said you have been working for fifteen years? β
That's right! In fifteen days, Wang Jian not only crossed the desert but also across the east and west coasts of the United States, and the whole journey was thousands of kilometers long.
A series of unbelievable journeys, such as hitchhiking, pickpocketing trains, and galloping, allowed him to go through a journey in fifteen days that others might not be able to take in their lifetimes.
He bathed in public toilets and sold wood carvings on the street for money. Thirty pairs of shoes were broken, and seventeen sets of clothes were torn. The feet that can kick a hole in the concrete wall are full of blisters, and the fingernails of both hands are full of mud.
The originally healthy complexion is now healthier, the black is red, the eyes are brighter, and the muscles on the body are more explosive.
Turning his head and thinking about it, Wang Jian is really a strange person, in a strange country, without a penny, without any communication tools, he forcibly turned himself into half a local, this kind of adaptation and endurance is really breathtaking.
And now, as an entertainer, he has become friends with another entertainer, and the black big brother who sings generously contributed out of his bedroom to share with Wang Jian. Of course, Wang Jian and he were going to take a bath in the public toilet together......
"I love this life." The black uncle threw Wang Jian a piece of meatloaf: "Please, I made a hundred dollars today." β
Wang Jian smiled, and threw a head sculpture from his pocket to Uncle Hei: "Give you, your ugly face." β
"Hahaha, great, you're the best carver I've ever seen."
"You're so kind, you're also the best guitarist I've ever seen."
The black uncle sat on a wooden bed and asked Wang Jian, who was using his only blanket to make a bunk: "You mean you came here from Mexico City?" My God, it's unbelievable. β
"Yes, I didn't expect it either, but now I realize that nothing is impossible if you think about it." Wang Jian put his hands behind his back: "Actually, when I started, I just thought that if I couldn't hold on, I would go back." I didn't expect ...... Once I got used to it, I came here. β
"Oh, oh, oh!" The black uncle shouted excitedly: "You are the real philosopher, you have inspired me, I am going to write a song for you!" β
"Make me handsome." Wang Jian pursed his lips and smiled: "When you become famous in the future, I will come to listen to your concert." I've met someone like you before, and he gave me a record of him, and I'll have a chance to show it to you later. β
"King, what do you say you are here for? I suddenly forgot about it. β
Wang Jian took out the small piece of paper from his pocket: "I want to find this address, there are some things to solve." β
"I know this place, it's at least a hundred miles from here, are you really going to go?"
"Uh-huh, of course." Wang Jian looked at the ceiling of the dilapidated cubicle and muttered, "There are really no ways to escape some things, so it's better to face them directly." β
"So what was your previous job? I'm curious. β
"Me?" Wang Jian thought for a while: "I used to be a teacher, then I became a gang boss, and by the way, I became a president for some reason. β
"Hahahaha, you're really good at telling jokes." The black uncle lay down on the bed heavily, obviously not believing Wang Jian's words, just closed his glasses and said good night, and then dragged his tired body to sleep.
But Wang Jian didn't feel sleepy at all, just thinking about tomorrow. Tomorrow is the end of his journey, after which he no longer has any apprehensions, but he hopes that he will have an unexpected encounter in the near future that he can't even imagine.
With the snoring of the black uncle, Wang Jian gradually fell asleep, and after a dream, dawn had come.
Wang Jian stood up, looked at the black uncle who was still sleeping, then smiled, took out a dream fund recommendation letter written last night while he was taking a shower and gently put it beside him. Then he quietly opened the door and went to the public toilet to clean himself, and then slowly walked out of the underground passage, looking at the cold and cold streets of New York, Wang Jian took a deep breath, put his hands behind his back, and walked leisurely in the direction of the appointment.
I don't know how long I walked, but the tattered Wang Jian finally came to a quiet garden area, which is on the edge of the city, and the population density is very, very low, so low that everyone has a lot of room to move, and even a dog's residential area exceeds that of the middle class in the city.
I have to say that the environment here is really good, so good that Wang Jian almost slept on the lawn, and after asking a few people, Wang Jian finally found the address on the note, then he wiped his nose, smiled and took a deep breath, stood outside the iron fence and supported it with his hands, and easily climbed over the fence.
Then he walked to the door, but when he reached the door, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the door creaked open, which was very strange, because there was no one behind the door.
For this reason, Wang Jian also looked at his hands self-deprecatingly: "I also practiced qigong......
But when he walked in, a voice came from the second floor and said to Wang Jian: "I knew you would come." β
"Of course, why don't I come." Wang Jian put his hands in his pockets and walked up step by step: "You took my things, and you still owe me things." β