(Let's start with a chapter of 4000, I'm working on 8000...... ）

Jonas and the others were silent at this time, and it was not an exaggeration for them to say that they were outstanding, and in the United States, the patriarch of the mafia family was not ashamed.

In the Western worldview, this is a traditional industry!

They are beautiful now, but the old brothers are still buried, and now they say that it is not appropriate to say anything, and there is no way to comfort them.

It's obviously impossible to say that the position will come out, and it's not that you can just let it go.

"Don't mess with Fack's affection." Yuri shook off Sean's arm and scolded with a smile: "It's okay for everyone to be brothers, but, I don't want to have anything more in-depth." ”

"Me, it's normal!"

"Fack, damn faggot, you're fucking disgusting!" Sean scolded, and said it's fine.

"So, is it important to have a Cartagena side?" The depressed aura that was blocked in Yuri's heart dissipated most of the time, and he asked with a smile.

"It's okay...... Sean tilted his head and thought about it, "How to say, if it really develops according to my expectations, Cartagena may become one of the most important cities in South America in the future, but it can't be said how important it is." ”

"It's not the United States over there, if there is a real need, we won't be soft, we will kill when we need to."

"In that case, I'm going to go and let Jeff stay there." Yuri thought for a moment and said.

"Hmm...... Okay, too. Sean thought for a while and nodded, New York is said to be a big city, but it is actually very xenophobic, if the Jonas family dares to extend their tentacles, the five families will unite as soon as possible.

Therefore, Sean can't let Jonas make any moves, and if New York is taken down, it can only be Yuri, a local, who will take the position.

Now that Jeff was over there, the matter was over, and everyone drank and talked about something else.

"By the way, it's not been peaceful on my side lately, and Old Man Huang in Chinatown may be looking for you." While drinking, Yuri suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Sean sat up straight, he was focused on Colombia during this time, and he didn't even have time to care about the little cabbage, so naturally he wouldn't pay attention to the situation of the underground forces in New York.

"The Jewish Quarter in Manhattan has been going out in the early years, and it has been going more in recent years, and it's about to run out." After a glass of wine, Yuri continued: "The Jewish Quarter is flanked by Chinatown on one side and the Italian Quarter on the other. ”

"Now that the middle piece of land is vacant, the two sides naturally began to fight for it, and there have been frequent exchanges of fire recently, but, you know, the Chinese are outsiders after all, and the five major families are naturally on the side of the Italian gang."

"That's it!" Sean's brow furrowed, and his mind began to think about Chinatown.

No wonder he felt that the Chinatown in later generations was much bigger than it is now, and that in later generations, this part of the Jewish Ghetto was eventually occupied by the Chinese.

This is also the case in fact.

A few decades later, New York's Chinatown has expanded to 45 streets, covering an area of more than 4 square kilometers, and has successively annexed the surrounding Jewish Quarter, Puerto Rico, and Italian Quarter, with 160,000 people living on 4 square kilometers of land, and the population density is four times the average of New York.

But why is this happening?

It stands to reason that the Chinese are an excluded group, and although the five major families have declined, their power is still strong, so how did they let the Chinese expand.

Frowning and thinking about it for a long time, Sean didn't figure it out.

Forget it, think about how to get some benefits out of it.

"Chinatown isn't far from you, isn't it?" Sean asked Yuri.

"Yes, now I have some conflicts with the Chinese gangs, many Chinese live in the Jewish quarter, and the Chinese gangs have also expanded, affecting our business." Yuri said with a shrug.

"Yes, yes." Sean patted his head, at this time, the rabbit side was when the moon outside was fuller, everything was good abroad, and a large number of people tried their best to smuggle into the United States, resulting in the explosive growth of the Chinese population.

And these people can only live in Chinatown after coming to the United States!

The territory was not fought by Chinese gangs, but slowly expanded with the expansion of the Chinese population.

In later generations, the total number of Chinese living in New York reached 800,000, accounting for 10% of the population of New York.

(New York has 4 Chinatowns and 10 Chinese communities.) ）

The Chinese are the most xenophobic race, many Chinese living in Chinatown do not speak English at all, and people of other races live with the Chinese.

There are more and more people, and it is because the population is slowly squeezing out the Jewish Quarter and the Italian Quarter, which is a force majeure, and there can be no massacre, so it can only be slowly squeezed out.

However, this time will last for a long time, and it will have no effect on the present.

(PS: The proportion of white people in the United States is rapidly declining, and blacks and Asians are increasing rapidly)

"Old man Huang's situation is not very good?" Sean reconfirmed.

"Yes, the police are watching them too." Yuri thought for a while and said: "They are too xenophobic, there are almost no people of other races in the Chinatown territory, and they don't go to the police if something happens, and the police can't make any money there." ”

"You do." Sean rolled his eyes, then pulled Yuri and said, "Go back and encourage a few gangs on the Italian side to have more conflicts with them." ”

"Huh!?" Yu Rui looked Sean up and down incredulously, he knew that Sean was very proficient in Mandarin, and he took care of the Chinese, and he had a good relationship with Old Man Huang, so he took the initiative to mention this matter.

He never expected that Sean would let him jump to attack the Chinese.

The light in the room was not good, and Sean didn't notice Yuri's strange expression, but said to himself: "I'll use some connections to let the officials press them too." ”

"W-why!?" Yuri finally asked.

"Political correctness doesn't understand." Sean smiled, shook his hand and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, it's good for us anyway." ”

"When I turn around, Old Man Huang will find me here, and then ......" Under the dim light, Sean smiled even more sinisterly.

Chinatown is in Manhattan, New York.

It's downtown, but it's Manhattan!

Manhattan where every inch of land is at a premium!

As for Huang Lao's side......

Well, I'm helping them, yes, that's it!

……

Colombia borders Venezuela, in a dense forest in the mountains of the province of Sad Santander.

"General, what should I do with the goods this time?" A man in a green military uniform asked the man on the throne.

The man known as the general was a bald head with a tattoo on his head that stretched to the left side of his face, and the man was lying on the chaise longue with his eyes slightly squinted, one hand resting on the chest of a beautiful girl with a hot brown complexion squatting next to him, and his hand was playing with it casually.

The beautiful girl didn't seem to realize it, and put a hookah with a string of five-colored gems in her hand on the man's mouth, and the man took a few puffs, then half-opened his eyes, glanced at the man who was standing and asking, and said slowly: "What did the other party say?" ”

"The other party is only willing to pick up the goods in Cartagena, but the amount is not large, but our people in Cartagena are dead." The man in military uniform whispered.

The tattoo general took another puff of marijuana, "Have you contacted all those who took the goods in the past?" ”

"According to your orders, the general, they have all been contacted, but they can't pick up the goods together, some have just picked up the goods, and some need a fixed time to deliver the goods."

"Damn it!" The general's face was ugly, his hand was violently strengthened, and the girl next to him was pinched very painfully, and her face was full of pain, but she still gritted her teeth and endured it.

Sean's sweep in Cartagena completely messed up the shipping channels in the hands of various drug lords.

In the past, they used to store the goods near Cartagena and sell them in batches, but now, the intermediate link is completely broken.

It is impossible for buyers from the United States and Europe to enter Colombia to pick up the goods by themselves, not a local snake, and the goods are likely to be swept away by the Colombian police or the military on the way.

Is it true that the Colombian police and military don't know anything?

If there is one country in Colombia that has the closest ties to the rebels, it must be the military......

"You personally deliver the goods to Cartagena and re-establish the channel there." The general said after a moment's consideration.

"Yes, General!" The people below saluted, put down their hands and said again: "The American security company that used to operate in Cartagena released news outside, saying that they had made an underground bank, which could facilitate transactions. ”

"What money?" The general asked curiously.

The people below told Sean the news of his release, and the general snorted coldly after hearing it, "Only provide a cash trading place, how can the safety of the goods be guaranteed?" That's it, you have to take 10% of the commission, and the appetite is not small! ”

"What about us?"

"The Yankees have always been arrogant, they are all bitched!" After scolding, the general thought for a while and said: "Ignore him, well, let's not come out, wait and see what the revolutionary forces say, I don't believe he can really cover the sky with one hand!" ”

"I see!" The people below nodded, saluted, turned and walked out.

This scene was staged in guerrilla units large and small.

Of course, there are also grumpy ones who are yelling to make Sean look good.

After all, they are all drug lords who dominate one side, not to mention a team of hundreds of people and hundreds of guns in their hands, all of whom are the second and third of the world.

However, none of these Seans are clear, and there is no need to be clear.

Sean is busy in Newark, and Jeff has taken over Cartagena, everything according to the New Jersey model, dividing Cartagena into districts and streets.

Of course, in response to Mayor Butler Mitchell's call, there will be no gangs in Cartagena in the future, so the precinct head here has been renamed.

A brand new civic organization with a future reputation throughout the Americas is born, the 'Street Council'!

……

Peace Hotel, Newark.

The main building of the Peace Hotel was completed a month ago, and the interior is now being renovated.

The interior decoration is a complicated project, but Sean's long-awaited arena venue is fully completed and ready to officially start the competition.

"The ring has been prepared, and I have invited all the people, how are the people below ready?" Sean brought Jonas in to take care of the situation.

"It's okay." Jonas said with some hesitation.

"What do you mean it's okay, right?" Sean frowned, "I was notified a few months ago, for such a long time, there won't be anyone who can't train a fighter, right?" So what else do I want him to do!? ”

"Why don't you die!"

"It's just okay." Jonas spread his hands and said, "Some people are doing a good job, they look very professional, and I also asked the people from the security company to try their skills." ”

"How did it turn out?" Sean asked.

"Fighting with bare hands, the people on our side are no opponents at all." Jonas said with some admiration: "Those guys don't know where to find people, it's not too much to say that they have no power to fight back, I also deliberately went on stage to try, the opponent's punch speed is too fast, I can hardly react." ”

Sean nodded with satisfaction, the speed of nerve reflexes of professional martial arts athletes must be far beyond ordinary people, they don't hold weapons, and they are easy and happy to fight a few by themselves.

"What about the others?" Sean continued.

"I can't find such a professional fighter, and the training is not professional, so I can't be much better than anyone in our security company." Jonas spread his hands and looked helpless.

The guns relied on by the security company are stronger than ordinary people in empty-handed combat, but they are limited.

"Rubbish!" Sean's face is a little dark, the boxing match is open, you can't fucking take people, so what should I do?

"There's no way around it." Jonas sighed, "That kind of professional talent is really not something that can be found casually, and it is useless for ordinary people to train." ”

It's useless for Sean to be angry, he doesn't want to delay the scheduled opening time, so he can only figure it out by himself.

Thinking about it with a dark face, Sean said: "How many prisons are there in New Jersey, are there heavy prisons?" ”

"Prison?!" Jonas was stunned, although he didn't understand why Sean was asking this, but he still said: "There are 85 prisons in New Jersey, and there are 12 heavy prisons, all of which are felons. ”

(In 2010, 7 per 1,000 of the U.S. prison population was incarcerated, with 2.3 million people serving prison sentences, and there were more than 6,000 prisons in the country in 51 states, with an average of 117 prisons in each state.) ）

"Can you get in touch?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, get in touch, as soon as possible, I'll go talk to them."

"Okay." Jonas went to call.

Half an hour later, the Black Hawk helicopter took off, the helicopter was convenient, and in an hour, Sean landed on the tarmac of a heavy prison.

Sean greeted him in advance, but no one came to greet him, and under the guidance of a person, Sean and Jonas entered the warden's office in a low-key manner.

"This is Mr. Sean."

"This is Henry Pope."

Jonas introduced the two of them.

After a few words of greeting, Sean poured out his meaning directly, "I need to borrow a few people, the most capable people in prison." ”

“what？” Henry Pope thought he had misheard.

"Yes, borrow a few people, the best people in prison." Sean continued: "I need them to go to a boxing match, and there are no rules other than guarantees that they won't die. ”

"It's impossible, they're criminals, felons, they can't get out of this prison." Henry Pope was startled, and his head shook like a rattle.