Chapter 275: The Vietnamese Gang (Part II)

Vancouver's Chinatown-centric Chinese neighborhood, once synonymous with dirty mess and considered a slum by locals, has improved in the last decade or so.

For example, the community where Cao's house is located is not bad, similar to the single-family house with front and back yards where Anna lived before she moved to a new house.

Yang Chen took a taxi to find a place, paid and got out of the car, he felt that something was wrong, more than a dozen fierce Chinese men around the villa walked back and forth, and on the side of the boulevard in front of the villa, there were more than a dozen cars parked, some people stayed in the car, and some people smoked cigarettes or exchanged ears with their companions in the car.

Everyone's expressions were solemn.

It seems that something big is going to happen.

Yang Chen wondered in his heart, walked to the villa quietly, attracted the attention of several big men, moved quickly, blocking his way, fortunately, the people in a Volvo car on the side of the boulevard recognized Yang Chen, pressed the window, waved and shouted: "Xiao Yang, come to me." ”

The person who shouted was none other than Wang Li, one of the Five Tigers in the Great Circle, nicknamed Lao Hei, who had a good time drinking with Yang Chen at the wine table yesterday, and had a good impression of Yang Chen.

The man who was blocking Yang Chen hurriedly got out of the way, Yang Chen walked quickly to the car, looked at the villa, frowned and asked, "Uncle Wang, is it a misfortune that I came today?" ”

Lao Hei nodded and said, "It's really unfortunate."

The door of the villa was open, Cao Zhenhua walked out with a group of brothers, Lao Hei didn't continue to nag with Yang Chen, quickly pushed the door and got out of the car, and went up.

At this time, the doors of more than ten cars slammed, and forty or fifty sturdy men came down, and Yang Chen could see that there were guys pinned to the waists of these big circle boys.

Do you have to rush?

This thought immediately flashed through Yang Chen's mind, and then he felt that it was not quite right, even if he was in a hurry, he didn't need the boss to go out and take risks himself.

While Wang Li hurriedly greeted Cao Zhenhua, he asked: "Big brother, I brought more than forty brothers, all with guys, is it enough?" ”

"It's not to go to war, so many brothers are enough, besides, the Vietnamese have long been frightened by our big circle, our brothers don't take people to go, and they don't have the courage to move half of our hair." Cao Zhenhua said domineeringly, according to the rare iron-blooded demeanor of rushing to the battlefield when he was young, the veteran who broke through the rain of bullets is different.

Wang Lishen nodded in agreement.

Most of the prestige of the big circle today is based on the fierce achievements of the Vietnamese gang in more than ten years.

Yang Chen saw Cao Zhenhua come out and greeted him, and said, "I was going to come to say goodbye to Uncle Cao, but it seems that I came here today unfortunately." ”

Cao Zhenhua was not happy when he learned that Yang Chen was leaving, so he counted a few words in the tone of an elder, and by the way, he wanted to keep Yang Chen, this child, he liked it in his heart, and wanted to take advantage of the day when he was free, and the two of them chatted well.

Yang Chen didn't decide whether to stay immediately, euphemistically changed the topic, and asked Cao Zhenhua what he was doing, and Cao Zhenhua said to negotiate with a few bigwigs in Vietnam.

Negotiation.

Yang Chen became interested at once, and he didn't hide it, and directly said that he wanted to take a look.

Cao Zhenhua readily agreed, and let Yang Chen sit in the same car with him, and nearly fifty men's men got into more than a dozen cars, and the long convoy roared away.

On the way, Cao Zhenhua told Yang Chen about the whole story, it turned out that a wealthy Chinese businessman and a Chinese student were shot dead, and the Vietnamese killer was missing, and the police would find it difficult to solve the case for a while.

However, based on experience, the Taoist basically concluded that this was another tragedy committed by the Vietnamese gang, and since it was suppressed by the big circle for more than ten years, Chinese students and wealthy businessmen of Chinese descent have been shot many times, and the tragedy has been staged every year, which is another form of counterattack by the Vietnamese gang.

When the big circle did not enter Canada.

The Chinese were bullied, and even Chinatown was occupied by Vietnamese gangs.

Once upon a time, the Vietnamese were in Vancouver, in Toronto, what a scenery.

Daquan landed in North America, fought Vietnam to help find teeth all over the place, lost all the glory, and was suppressed by the dead for so many years, how can he be willing.

Moreover, the wealthy Chinese businessman who was shot was Cao Zhenhua's best friend, which is why the boss of the big circle personally went out to seek justice.

Yang Chen has fought with the Vietnamese many times, and has no good impression of the Vietnamese, Vietnam, a small country in Southeast Asia, has a strong folk style since ancient times, and he is brave and ruthless, and he said quietly: "The Vietnamese and the little Japanese are a virtue xing, don't hurt them, and never remember xing for a long time." ”

Cao Zhenhua, who participated in the Southern Xinjiang Campaign, nodded and agreed, the self-defense counterattack war 30 years ago was extremely tragic, and then sporadic fighting, mutual shelling, infiltration and sabotage, which lasted for nearly ten years.

Countless hot-blooded men in the Republic have been buried in foreign lands, Vietnam's industry and agriculture have stagnated, young and middle-aged people are almost dead, and the ratio of men and women is seriously out of balance, and they have not been able to get up for at least 50 years.

Cao Zhenhua always believes that this battle is worth fighting.

Even if he died back then, he felt that he deserved it.

In February and March, on the outskirts of Vancouver, the smell of spring is everywhere, with red crocus and daffodils blooming and the grass sprouting.

Probably except for Yang Chen, no one cared about these scenes, leaving the city, the convoy drove for another half an hour, and came to a farm, the once invincible Vietnamese can now only entrench in this farm on the outskirts, control some shady businesses on the outskirts of the city, and are about to be completely driven out of the city by the big circle.

They can only bully Chinese students and Chinese businessmen to vent their dissatisfaction.

However, due to the protection of the angels of hell, the Vietnamese gang is still strong in Toronto.

Whether it's the Vietnamese gang or the big circle, Emon? Rand will not sit idly by and watch either side completely eat the opponent, who is weak, who he supports, such a check, it is difficult for the two foreign gangsters to accumulate the strength to challenge the angels of hell.

A meandering river runs through the farm, and a four-storey country house stands on the river's edge, with a dozen cars parked in front of the villa for some years.

From a distance, it doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

The convoy drove into the farm and approached the villa, Yang Chen raised his eyes and swept every window of the villa, and smiled coldly.

There were more than a dozen cars here in the big circle, and they braked before they arrived at the villa, bringing up arrogance, and then dozens of people got out of the car with their toes high, and many people carried guns in their hands and were unscrupulous.

In Canada, like the United States, private ownership of firearms is legal.

Even juveniles over the age of 12 can be accompanied by a guardian to carry a rifle or shotgun, which is unimaginable for people in countries where guns are banned.

Yang Chen got out of the car with Cao Zhenhua, and at the same time, the two main doors of the villa were open, and a group of Vietnamese people poured out, confronting Daquanzi under the guise of welcoming Cao Boss.

Cao Zhenhua smiled contemptuously, took Yang Chen Wang Li, and seven or eight personal bodyguards, swaggered into the villa, and the rest waited outside.

Boss Cao is not worried about his own safety at all, and if the Vietnamese monkey dares to touch him, he will suffer a catastrophe.

The group walked through the main entrance of the villa and entered the gorgeous and quaint European-style conference living room, which was large enough to hold a small drinking party.