The third quarter of the battle, if you don't watch the boxing match all the time, you will definitely not recognize the two people on the stage at this time.

The whole head was swollen beyond recognition, and the eyes were swollen like bubbles, and I could only squint at people.

Lao Hei held his head, let the white strong man punch it, gritted his teeth and held back, and kicked hard at the white strong man's left leg.

This is not the first time that a strong white man has been kicked by a hard fist.

The white man had already dragged his left leg behind him as much as he could, but he was still kicked up.

"Ahh The white strong man couldn't hold it anymore this time, and he screamed and half-knelt on the ground.

When the old black saw that the opportunity to wait had finally arrived, he kicked the white man in the face.

"Bang!"

The white man fell in the ring.

Seeing this, a cruel light burst out of the eyes that had sealed his throat, and he stepped forward and stomped heavily on the white man's injured leg.

"Boom!"

"Click!"

The sound of broken bones is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the sound, and the scalp of those who listen to it is numb.

"Ah!!h A terrible scream came from the mouth of the white man.

When the old black heard the scream, he became more and more excited, and raised his 46-size foot and stepped on it again.

The white man held the twisted and deformed calf and carried a blow with his arm, and the arm also made a crisp sound, "click"!

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and shouted indistinctly.

As soon as they heard that they conceded defeat, the two referees immediately rushed over.

It's just that the old black didn't seem to hear it, and raised his foot again and stepped down.

Seeing this, the two referees immediately hugged Lao Hei from the side and dragged him back.

"Fack, Fack, let me go, you bitch-raised, I'm going to kill him!" Old Black roared and struggled.

"I'll fuck you!" One of the referees let go of the hand holding the old black and slammed a vicious downpercut into the old black chin.

"Bang!" With a bang, the old black head was beaten backwards and raised high, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ring with a bang!

Now, it's completely quiet!

At this scene, the audience below exclaimed in unison, but they didn't expect the referee to be so fierce, and then let out cheers like a tsunami.

The referee twisted his neck, raised his arm to show off his muscles, he used to be a professional boxer, but he was old and his strength couldn't keep up, so he joined the event team as a referee.

Offstage, the medical team that had been prepared for a long time rushed up, and after a quick emergency treatment, carefully carried the two players who were not humanoid on a stretcher and rushed down the ring.

If you want to go to the hospital quickly, the white strong man's calf and arm must be broken, and Lao Hei is not much better.

At this moment, Sean's kind nature is revealed, and in the face of people who make money for themselves, Sean will still try his best to save them.

At least I won't do that kind of thing that is 'pushed out into society for physical reasons'.

In the three quarters of the game, more than 600 people were rich, with more than 12 million US dollars bet before and after, with an average bet of about 20,000 per person.

It's not high, but, in this game, Sean took a cut of $1.2 million!

Of course, not all of them are profits, and all kinds of expenses are also not small.

In the future, there will be at least two events every night, and although the guests who will come later will not be as rich as they are today, the number of people will be higher.

Come to think of it, the daily bet draw alone will not be less than 2 million.

And that's not even counting the ticket money!

Yes, admission to the Peace Hotel is a ticket purchase.

$1,000, no counteroffer!

You have to consider the nature of the people who come here!

Those who dare to come here are all outright badasses.

It's a shame to come here!

Do you care about spending an extra $1,000 for such a thing!?

Any idea why the bad guys are rich?

Because 'when your conscience is gone, you earn more'!

Two beautiful women in bikinis go up to the ring, and they are specially responsible for cleaning up the blood stains in the ring.

After the bloody and violent, what is most needed is beauty.

No separation!

The two beauties are in good shape, with round thighs and slender waists, kneeling on the ground, pouting their buttocks, and slowly wiping the floor one by one.

The action of wiping the floor is not large, but the shaking range is not small......

After a duel of muscles and violence, it makes people's blood run high!

The first game was followed by the second game.

Compared to the previous one, this is a professional player who has been trained for a long time.

If the first one was a bloody and violent brutal showdown, then this one is a decisive battle of technology, will, and violence.

The two tested each other, punches, feet, knees, elbows, every move was clean and neat, even if they had not practiced, they could see the danger.

If the first two of them face anyone in the second game at this moment, they will definitely lose.

The atmosphere of the first transfer was good, and the second was carried over perfectly.

At this moment, Sean was sitting next to Old Man Huang, "Old Huang, how about it, I know that there are many martial arts gyms in Chinatown, are you interested in training a few fighters to compete with me?" ”

"Contestants get 1% of the fixed ticket commission, and the winner gets 1% of the bet bonus."

"Generally speaking, if you win a fight, you can earn $10-150,000."

"Why, aren't all your fighters here?" Old man Huang was really a little interested when he heard it, 15-200,000 US dollars, this income is not low, especially for those martial arts halls.

The martial arts hall relies on those Chinese who come to learn martial arts, and most of them can't run anymore.

"It's all organized by the gang below, I just help provide them with more professional and scientific training materials, and then organize the event, as for who the contestants are, where they come from, I don't care, everyone makes money." Sean said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll ask the people below about this." Old man Huang nodded, it's not bad to find a way to make money for the people below.

"But I have to explain that no one here is following any routines, everyone is studying how to knock each other down in the shortest possible time, don't underestimate them."

"Don't worry, I understand!" Old man Huang looked solemn, most of the martial arts halls practice routines, that is the practice method, the purpose is to strengthen the body, and few people practice the actual combat style.

Besides, no matter how good the practice is, if the physical fitness is not enough, if you go on stage, you will be killed.

After chatting for a while, the second game was also over, Sean didn't care about the outcome of the game, as long as everyone was satisfied.

In both games, everyone bet, and those who won were naturally happy, and those who lost were not unwilling.

There's not a lot of money, and everyone doesn't care.

Sean saw everyone off at the door, and when he left, Marven and his gang of gentlemen looked very excited, they would definitely not be able to compete on stage, but these guys had their own club to train fighters to participate in the competition, and Sean naturally had nothing to disagree with.

One by one, the guests were sent away, and the sign of the Peace Hotel was played, and I believe that through these upper-class people, the news will spread soon.

Moreover, with so many rich people here, the credibility is naturally guaranteed.

Old Man Huang was the last to go, and Sean certainly knew what it meant.

The two were not in a hurry to go out, and Old Man Huang actually didn't think about asking Sean for help about the recent events in Chinatown before he came.

But he just saw so many big people, many of them were from New York, and he saw the congressmen from Manhattan, the New York City legislators, the senior government officials, the prosecutor's office, and even the district police chief......

The Peace Hotel and the underground boxing tournament can't be hidden, and Sean doesn't mind these people knowing.

Whether or not the offender has committed a crime has never been a key question, but whether the person who committed the crime has enough power and whether there is a conflict of interest with other people.

The whole world knows what the Golden Club does, but it wasn't until 2001 that it broke the law......

Harvey's Hollywood red sofa has existed for 30 years, and many people have sued him, but it wasn't until he lost power that he was really found out.

Therefore, there is nothing to be afraid of Sean about this, besides, breaking the law now does not mean that it will be illegal in the future.

Sean has his own plans.

He has always believed that the United States should be freer and more open!

"I've had some difficulties over there lately." Huang Lao didn't drag his feet, he knew how to deal with Americans after so many years in the United States.

"Really!?" Sean looked very 'surprised', "I've been busy with Columbia lately, and I really don't know what's going on in New York. ”

Sean said this, Huang Lao did not suspect that the matter of X security was so big before, he naturally knew, and he also lamented that Sean was bold enough to use armed helicopters and missiles in other countries, killing hundreds of people.

After listening to Old Man Huang, Sean ordered Jonas to come over and ask, and only then did he know what was going on.

"The problem of racial discrimination has always existed, and it has been said, but it doesn't work." Sean sighed, "I'll help you solve the problem on the official side, but the conflict between you and several gangs is ......."

"This problem is not big, as long as the official does not pull the bias, it can always be solved slowly." Old man Huang said with a smile.

"I have a brother named Yurui, Huang Lao should have seen it, he was in the restaurant that day, and he was there." Sean suddenly said: "Elder Huang also knows that the five major families in New York are here, and it is impossible to let other families enter New York. ”

Old Man Huang's eyes flickered, "What does Mr. Sean mean?" ”

"Yuri can provide some information, targeted information." Sean smiled meaningfully.

"And what does Mr. Sean need here?" Huang Lao instantly understood.

"I'm going to be close to a lot of land on Center Street." Sean looked into Old Man Huang's eyes and said.

Old man Huang frowned deeply, earth!

As we all know, the Chinese have the habit of buying houses and land, and this habit has been passed down for thousands of years.

It is said that the Chinese are poor, but in fact, the data shows that the average income of Chinese in the United States is more than 50% higher than the average income of the Americans.

As Chinatown has expanded outward little by little over the years, those lands have been acquired by the Chinese little by little.

Saving money, buying houses and land is the fundamental means for Chinatown to expand little by little.

Of course, due to xenophobia, racial discrimination, different living habits, etc., the land is not so valuable in the hands of the Chinese.

Manhattan, New York, 4 square kilometers of land!

Chinatown occupies prime land, close to the New York City Police Department, city government office buildings, federal office buildings, Wall Street......

The reason why the Chinese get their hands at a relatively low price is actually similar to the method of blacks gathering in large numbers, causing whites to sell their properties at a low price.

Sean took a fancy to the land he could get in his hands during the expansion of Chinatown.

And Old Man Huang hesitated precisely because of the land, and the Chinese are very persistent about the land.

"Don't worry, I won't lose a single cent of how much money it should be, and besides, I will help you take the entire Jewish Quarter in the short term." Sean said with a smile.

"How old do you want to be?" Old man Huang asked with a frown.

"20 acres!" Sean blurted out.

"No, it's too much!" Old Man Huang stood up abruptly and stared at Sean.

The current Chinatown is not as big as later generations, 20 acres and 13,000 square meters, which is too big.

"18 acres!"

"2 acres!"

Hearing this number of 2 acres, Sean jumped up angrily, specially, the old lady didn't bargain so hard, it's too much!

"17 acres!"

"3 acres!"

"16 acres!"

"4 acres!"

"15 acres!"

"4 acres!"

Sean:???

I'm so down!

Old Man Huang: I know, but I'm afraid of chaos.

Old man Huang shook his head, and Sean was afraid that the old man would shake his head off.

"No, you can't do this, Huang Lao, take a long-term view!" Sean made the old man happy.

He didn't think that Old Man Huang could think about how valuable the land in Manhattan would be in the future, but the racial characteristics of the Chinese determined that the old man regarded the land extremely important.

For Old Man Huang and the old people in Chinatown, the United States is not their hometown, and they have never regarded the United States as their own country and have no sense of identity.

(ps: Influenced by thousands of years of traditional culture, democracy has been far away from the Chinese, compared to being involved in politics abroad, the Chinese prefer to develop in the economy, education and culture overseas, US law stipulates that all American citizens or residents with green cards have the right to join the court jury, but few Chinese are willing to participate, the Chinese generally believe that this will take up their time to make money, and similarly, they are not willing to participate in any parades and troubles. Reluctant to vote in a campaign is also a waste of time. ）

(PS2: Taking Malay as an example, one-third of the Malay population is Chinese, but the proportion of Chinese in the Malay army is less than 3%. ）

The only thing they can identify with here is Chinatown, and Chinatown is home, home!

Watching their homes expand little by little is the greatest wish of these old men.

Sean was very helpless and beckoned Jonas to come over with a map of New York.

Looking at the map, Old Man Huang squinted at Sean sideways, why did you prepare this thing in advance?

Sean: I said I never hit your idea, believe it or not.

Sean is also out of luck.

If he wants to take down the entire piece of land close to the road, he must convince Old Man Huang, without Old Man Huang triumphing in the middle, even if Sean spends money, what he can get is scattered.

The map was rolled out, and Sean originally wanted a piece of land directly opposite Chinatown, but now looking at the old man's appearance, it was no fun.

After thinking about it, Sean moved his hand to the location of the 'Museum of Chinese in America' in the later generations.

The Museum of Chinese in America was established in 1980 in Old Chinatown, New York, five years ago, and mainly displays some fragments of Chinese life in the United States and achievements in various fields in the past 200 years.

Showing culture, history and everything is a surface, 80 years, who to show it!

The real purpose is to strengthen the cohesion of Chinese Americans.

In '09, as Chinatown grew in size, the museum moved once, to 210-215 Center Street.

Now Sean is interested in this piece of land, but the museum is only 1,500 square meters, less than 3 acres, which obviously can't satisfy Sean's appetite.

Lay out the layout yourself from now on, and if you can't get a large enough piece of land, then what are you going to play.

"Here, I want 10 acres!" Sean looked firm, "It can't be less!" ”

"It's Italian territory." Huang Lao looked at the map and saw that it was not Chinatown, and his expression immediately eased.

"I know, I'll get Yuri to work with you." Sean didn't bother to follow the old pick and slowly ink.

Half of the land he had his eye on was in the Italian Quarter and half in the Jewish Quarter.

"Yuri cooperates with you, and will give you information about the Italian gang and the South American gang, and the rest, you understand, right?" Sean squinted.

"I will send people to get rid of their high-level leaders, as for whether your people can successfully ascend to the position, then it's none of my business."

"Of course." Sean nodded.

"But the police and the New York City government ......," Old Man Huang raised his eyebrows.

"I'll help you lobby for this, but afterwards, you have to hand over a group of people to calm the situation." Sean looked up at the old man.

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes." ”

"Afterwards, your direction of development is going here, squeeze out all the people here as soon as possible, and I will pay the funds for the purchase of real estate."

"But there's a problem, population." Old man Huang said with some embarrassment: "If there is enough population, the city government can't do anything about us, but the problem is that it's a bit difficult." ”

"Then get people here, isn't New York the largest gathering place for Chinese on the East Coast?" Sean frowned.

"But New York isn't just Manhattan Chinatown, here, well, the rent is a bit high, and a lot of people have gone to live in Brooklyn." Old man Huang was a little helpless.

Sean:......

"If you have any needs, you can tell me, I can help you as much as I can, I will pay for the purchase of this piece of land, and before I get all of it, I can give it to the person who bought it." Sean thought for a moment and continued: "In addition, I have a bank under my name, if someone is buying a house in Manhattan now, and they can ask my bank for a loan if they don't have enough money, I will lower the loan threshold slightly." ”

When U.S. banks review loans, they will habitually raise the standards for Chinese people, not to say discrimination, white people always feel that Chinese people are not stable enough, and many accidents may occur.

But Sean knows that only Chinese people who are burdened with mortgages are good Chinese......

Make a rough plan with Old Man Huang, and the matter will come to an end.

It's not so easy to win that piece of land, even if Yuri cooperates, but the land is easy to fight, and the most difficult part is to acquire all the properties.

Sean estimated that it didn't take a year to struggle.

You can only put it first.

Let Yuri cooperate with Old Man Huang to take out the surrounding gangs.

Land, sooner or later, with his own connections, Old Man Huang will not refuse to buy land in Chinatown.

An American super-rich man who understands China, knows Chinese, and has good intentions for them means a lot.

After seeing off Old Man Huang, Sean took the car back to the villa.

On the way, Sean asked about the two prison fighters, and got the news that the white boxer had a completely broken lower leg, a cracked lower arm hand bone, and three broken ribs.

The old black also broke several ribs and cracked bones in both arms.

Both of them had moderate concussions, skin trauma, soft tissue contusions, etc., not to mention, they are not called injuries.

Sean sighed twice, in fact, he was quite willing to watch this kind of slightly less technical, but ferocious fight.

In comparison, the two fighters in the second game were better in all aspects of their skills and bodies, but they were not murderous.

Well, it's more suitable for promotion, doing black boxing is a little worse, not black enough.

It's just that this kind of boxing is suitable for black boxing, and the source of the fighter is a problem.

A fight is a serious injury, how many fighters can withstand this kind of consumption!

Still have to rely on prison!

Thinking of the key point, Sean turned his head to look at Jonas and asked, "How many of these more than 85 prisons in New Jersey are private?" ”

"Huh?" Jonas paused for a moment, carefully recalled it before saying, "No, there is no private one, right?" ”

"How so!?" Sean's face was full of surprise, but he remembered that most of the prisons in the United States in the future were opened by private people.

With 5% of the world's population and 25% of the world's prisoners, the United States has created the largest number in the world.

"What do you do with private prisons? This thing doesn't make money! Jonas looked at Sean in bewilderment.

Sean didn't speak, and fell into a pensive state with his hand on his forehead.

He can be sure that in the future, most of the prisons in the United States will be opened by private individuals, and it is very profitable to open prisons, and several major prison giant companies are still listed companies.

But there are few private prisons now.

So, what is the reason for the situation in prison for the rest of the world?

If you seize the opportunity yourself, the business opportunity is too great!

It's just that it's a little late today.

Early the next morning, Sean went straight to the Newark Police Department to meet the dear Chief Wells.

Newark, where 60 percent of its residents are black, is a haven for criminals, and there aren't too many criminals here, and Wells, as the police chief, will be able to help him find some answers.

Wells was surprised by Sean's sudden visit, and Sean's question made him even more strange.

"Prisons, private prisons? Ha! Wells laughed loudly: "Why, do you think there are too few bad guys around, and you are ready to prepare more for yourself?" I'm still afraid that one day I will be arrested and there will be no good place to go. ”

"Fake, if I'm caught, I'll be the first to confess you!" Sean scolded with a laugh.

Jokes aside, Wells still found a lot of information according to Sean's request.

How many people in Newark in the last decade have been in key prisons, sentencing ranges and so on.

It is known from Wells that not all criminals will be put in jail.

Because the government needs to spend money after being locked up, and the government doesn't want to invest so much money in criminals, and these investments will not return any returns!

As a result, many criminals resort to fines and out-of-court settlements.

At present, the proportion of criminals in custody in the United States is not high, less than 8%, which is only slightly larger than the population.

Sean immediately contacted Governor Benny and got the money that New Jersey spends in prisons each year from the state government.

And let Jonas get some of the information from the prison.

After comparing them, Sean found the problem.

Whether the current prison operation model is different from the future, or the old-fashioned traditional simple incarceration, every year, the government needs to invest a lot of money in prisons.

Prison construction and maintenance expenses, staff salaries and welfare expenses, prisoners' living expenses, medical expenses, etc.

That's a huge expense for any state!

In order to reduce costs, state governments at all levels can only reduce the number of criminals in custody and try to deal with cases that are not serious through plea bargaining and out-of-court settlements.

This is completely different from the later generations, who will be able to grasp and judge.

"What's life like in prison?" After sorting out the information in his hand, Sean called Jonas and asked.

"It's not bad, our people are all right." Jonas said.

"I mean ordinary people, how about ordinary people?"

"That's very bad, the accommodation conditions are very poor, the beds are bunk beds, a room to live six people, only a toilet and a washing basin, some conditions are poor, a room to live eight people, every two days to take a bath!" Jonas stretched out his hand and gestured with an 'eight' with some exaggeration.

"Poor?!" Sean looked at Jonas with a strange expression and some disbelief.

"Well, it's bad!" Jonas nodded affirmatively and waved his arms exaggeratedly, "It's not a human day, it's too crowded!" ”

"The food is also very poor, with only an orange or some other cheap fruit at each meal, and less than a pound of chicken a day."

Well, it turns out that none of the rabbit's students are human......

Well...... Most are not people.

"Well, that's pretty bad." Sean thought about it and nodded, those old blacks who don't do anything and only rely on relief to survive will not eat worse than this.

Well, just run to various relief stations every day to get food rolls.

As he spoke, Sean slammed the table with a bang, startling Jonas.

"This is simply inhumane, this is abuse, this is a crime, this is a disregard for human rights!" Sean cursed loudly with an indignant look on his face.

Jonas looked at Sean with a strange expression, this ...... It's so unreal!

"Even if they are criminals, they still have human rights, they are a living person, the government is an executioner, they can't abuse criminals like this!"

"Yes, it can't!"

"I, Sean, will never allow this to happen right in front of me."

"Head, are you ...... Sick? Jonas looked at Sean uncertainly.

Sean: ̄へ ̄

"Is it strange for me to speak for criminals?" Sean asked with a dark face.

"Uh......" Jonas thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, "It's not strange! ”

"That's right." Sean was satisfied.

"After all, you're the worst criminal!" Jonas pursed his lips and nodded heavily.

"Fack!" Sean kicked him hard.

Jonas laughed and jumped away.

"Head, what the hell are you going to do?" Jonas leaned over again and asked.

"Of course, to give a voice to those who are being held in prison and who are being abused and treated unfairly, who need, get, have rights!" Sean said categorically: "Jonas, you go to various prisons and collect evidence, photos, videos of their mistreatment of prisoners. ”

"Also, ask your gangs to find people who were previously in prison and ask them if they have received any injustice, and record some of them."

"No, what are you doing here?" Jonas looked confused.

"Take the prison to court, the people have the right to know the truth!"

Fack, Jonas rolled his eyes, he was convinced, and Sean hypnotized himself all the time, as if he was really a good person.

"Alright, hurry up and get the fuck done, it's a big deal!" Sean smiled and grabbed a box of Cuban cigars and tossed it over.

Jonas took it, then turned around and walked out with a grin.

Sean is not idle, Saul is not around, and he has gone to India to develop the blending oil market, but he can find other lawyers.

In fact, it is time to set up a law firm under its own control.

Sean thought to himself.

As soon as the lawyer arrived, Sean gathered the gang of people who had been abused in prison in Newark and asked the team of lawyers to record them in detail.

A class action lawsuit is good later.

At the same time, Sean asked Peter and several congressmen he supported to release the news, and a reporter immediately came to the door to interview him.

"Our compatriots are being treated unjustly!" With video and photo materials in hand, these lawmakers lashed out at the state's prisons when interviewed by reporters.

Prisoner beatings, forced labor, and even sexual treatment.

In women's prisons, male prison guards forcibly inspect female prisoners' bodies, **, force them to sell silver, and so on.

As soon as the news media was exposed, the lawyer team took eight prisons to court at the same time in the county court.

It quickly spread through television, newspapers, radio, and most people in New Jersey, including New York, knew about it.

Prison Defendants......

Before the court could go to trial, there was another wave of demonstrations in major New Jersey cities.

The participants in the march were either gang members or had criminal records.

Many people claimed to have been abused in prison, and the sudden wave made the state extremely passive.

Improving the treatment of prisoners?

Giving prisoners human rights?

Well, the United States is particular about freedom and human rights, but many people don't say it in their hearts, but they don't think that the treatment of prisoners should be improved.

But this, inexplicably, the opposition is not loud.

Well, after all, the richer and more powerful you are, the more afraid you are of being thrown into prison one day......

I don't want that day, but what if, right?

If the conditions in prison are better, then, why not?

Of course, the state may not come out with money, not a cent!

The march was huge, and the evidence on the court's side was also conclusive, and for a while, the prison became a crowd of people shouting and beating.

And at this moment, Sean appeared in Governor Benny's office again.

"Damn it, you, what the hell!"