As he spoke, he pushed open the door and beckoned to the nightclub, and a few other Smiths walked out with their arms dangled.

The brothers with a full face of meat crowded the door of the nightclub, staring at Zhao Chuanxin with unkind eyes.

Marcus Nkrumah stepped forward and said angrily, "Master, do you want to knock them over?" ”

Big Smith looked at him, and his eyelids jumped.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "Good boy, I'll give you more food later, eat hamburgers." ”

Marcus Nkrumah's eyes immediately lit up.

Seven Smith was young and fearless, and said, "There are only three of you, I advise you to think before you speak." ”

Zhao Chuanxin stuffed the paper back and said, "Why is this kid like this?" Threaten others at every turn. Is it rude to know? ”

“……”

Big Smith saw that the guests were blocked out, and said anxiously: "Let's go, we won't do things for you, the third one can't represent all of us." ”

"Don't worry." Zhao Chuanxin smiled. "In what you do, there will always be a time when you go to jail, right? You can't fight Jews, Italians, and Irish in prison, can you? I don't get paid, but I can guarantee that in the future, one of you will go to jail, and you will all come out with all your tails. ”

Seven Smith sneered: "What a big breath! How can you keep us safe? ”

Zhao Chuanxin hooked his finger at Big Smith: "Borrow a step to speak." ”

Big Smith looked back at the brothers, and felt that he was still quite confident, so he stepped forward.

Zhao Chuanxin whispered: "Have you heard of Chen Yigeng? You can call Xinxin Prison and ask your third child, what the three words Chen Yigeng represent in prison. ”

There is no need to call the prison to ask, just hearing the three words "Chen Yigeng", Big Smith's body trembled.

Who is the most famous person in New York City lately?

It must be Chen Yigeng, who is in the limelight!

More than a dozen people in the New York Police Department were single-handedly killed by him and discarded their armor.

Look at the person in front of you, Asian, tall, completely in line with Chen Yigeng's image!

Zhao Chuanxin took out a box of camel cigarettes and lit it, and leisurely watched Big Smith's expression change.

"You, you are the wanted Chen Yigeng?"

"I've never said that."

"You're not afraid I'm going to claim the bounty? Your bounty is sky-high! ”

"The strong wind is over, and the grass remains. The bounty can be received, and if it can be spent until tomorrow, I will lose. ”

Big Smith's face turned dark, black as charcoal.

"Let's discuss."

"Okay, you discuss first, let's go in and have something to eat."

Zhao Chuanxin said, beckoning to the two behind him.

The décor of the Cotton Nightclub is not luxurious, but rather a bit old.

Not all blacks come here for recreation, but there are also whites.

But the music is jazz, blues, and dance with both.

What kind of dance is dancing on the dance floor, Zhao Chuanxin can't understand.

He used to have uncoordinated limbs, and dancing was a luxury for him.

So he went straight to the table and said to the waiter, "Is there a hamburger?" Give me forty first. ”

The waiter, a black spirit guy, was confused, and said, "Sir, there are no burgers here." ”

"Is there a sandwich?"

"Well, no."

"Steak?"

"Uh, no."

Zhao Chuanxin slapped the table: "This is nothing, that is not there, what kind of nightclub is there?" ”

"......" the black spirit guy thinks this person is here to find fault. Who comes to the nightclub for dinner?

He looked at the door, where the Smith brothers were having a heated discussion and didn't pay attention to it.

He politely said, "We have oysters, cheese platter, pickled olives, pickled cucumbers and fries to accompany the wine." ”

Marcus Nkrumah shook his head: "Master, I don't want to eat these, I can't eat enough." ”

Isaiah was in high spirits: "Boss, can I have a drink?" ”

"Yes, Brother Smith, they pay."

"Huh? That's still it. ”

Isaiah did not dare to offend the brothers.

At this time, a white man drank too much and rushed to the stage and squeezed the singers out of the way.

At this time, the nightclub did not have a microphone, and used a loudspeaker called a "cornucopia".

As soon as the white man opened his mouth, he cried wolf.

The waiter waiting for Zhao Chuanxin to order a drink gasped.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "This singing is all about feelings, without any skills." ”

The Smith brothers at the door were also interrupted by this white spoiler and hurried back.

Two Smiths came to power and took the white man down.

"Hey, I warn you, there's no good in making trouble here."

", take away your stinky hands!"

"Show me some respect, there was a white man who made trouble here a few days ago, and it didn't end very well......"

Zhao Chuanxin happily sat on the sofa and watched.

These brothers seem to be reckless, but they are actually very restrained.

Three Smiths beat white people and put them in Cynsing Prison, probably on purpose.

Sacrifice one person, happy family.

The white man listened, and as expected, he stopped a little, and went to the side to calm down.

And seeing that the Smith brothers overwhelmed the white man in momentum, the people in the field cheered, as if they had won a victory in color.

Big Smith walked over, "We've discussed something we can do for you." But as you can see, we have our own business to deal with. ”

Doing business in a white man's world inevitably leads to ghosts, and they dare not guarantee that they will never go to prison.

In addition, Chen Yigeng is not easy to mess with.

"It's okay, you buddies have a lot, it's good to work shifts, and send five people to run errands with me every day."

Big Smith had no excuses to find, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I hope you can take care of the third child in Xinxin Prison, where the white man's world is." ”

Zhao Chuanxin got up: "Yes, now call your people to come with me." ”

When he walked out of the cotton nightclub, Zhao Chuanxin went through two rounds of recruitment, and the team had expanded to 8 people.

Eight strong men roam the streets, and pedestrians are afraid to avoid them.

On the first day, Big Smith took the lead shift, and he asked, "Chen, where are we going?" ”

"Cross the Williamsburg Bridge and go to the Jews."

Big Smith frowned: "It's better not to provoke them." ”

A few of their brothers can run rampant on this street.

And this fame can't get out of the Brooklyn and Harlem areas.

But the Jews were different from the Italian Brotherhood and the Irish, who mingled throughout New York.

The Jews, in particular, are nimble and tend to move between black and white, which is particularly difficult.

Big Smith didn't want to provoke these people.

Zhao Chuanxin turned over and got on his horse: "Yes, you'd better start praying for them now." ”

What does it mean?

Big Smith looked at each other.

Do you want to fight against the Jews?

Zhao Chuanxin did not explain.

New York is large and densely populated.

If Zhao Chuanxin wants to find Charles Baker as soon as possible, he must gather all the power at hand.

The Smith brothers are goblins.

They took Zhao Chuanxin through the alleys, avoiding patrolling police and areas where whites roamed, avoiding a lot of trouble.

Arrive in Lower Manhattan East without incident.

Zhao Chuanxin followed the address and came to the courtyard of a family.

At this time, a Jew and a white man were talking outside the door.

When they saw Zhao Chuanxin coming here with seven strong black men, the two of them immediately became nervous.

That Jew even wanted to run.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand, and Big Smith, Isaiah and others outflanked him from both sides, blocking his way.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward with Marcus Nkrummah: "Abraham Cohen, don't be afraid, your cousin Eastman asked me to come." ”

Eastman was the head of the Jewish gang in Sinsin Prison.

Abraham Cohen heard the name "Eastman" and was calm.

Zhao Chuanxin gave him a letter as usual.

After watching it, Abraham Cohen behaved very differently from the person in front of him.

Dressed in a suit and tie, he politely said, "Sir, I'm willing to help, but right now I'm going to help my client's child with an exorcism." ”

Exorcism?

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up.

Professional mage Zhao Chuanxin, the main focus is excess.

Is there a chance?

And the white man frowned at Zhao Chuanxin and a group of black strong men.

He said displeased and haughty, "You'd better leave, this is not the place for you filthy people, or I'll let the sheriff arrest you." ”

The Smith brothers and Isaiah tensed.

They have always been crushed by whites at the bottom and struggling to survive.

Under the strong flesh and blood body, there is a weak heart.

was verbally discriminated against, but dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin will not go on a killing spree, but it doesn't mean that he has lost his temper.

Under the stunned gaze of the Smith brothers and Isaiah, they grabbed the white man's collar and picked up the big-eared melon seeds without hesitation.

PIA……

There was a crunch.

The white man spun in circles in the same place as he fanned.

The brain hurts.

I sat down on the ground, took a mouthful of blood, and felt that my teeth were a little loose.

"You...... Do you dare to hit me? He said incredulously, "Do you know who I am?" I'm Arthur Gompas, and my father is Samuel Gompas! ”

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

This is the American version of "My dad is Li Gang" in the early twentieth century?

He didn't know who Samuel Gompas was, but the Smith brothers, Isaiah, and Abraham Cohen apparently did.

These people changed color in unison.

Samuel Gompas, the leader of the American Federation of Labor, is known as the Labor Emperor of the United States.

Abraham Cohen, in particular, was spinning for a while.

Not only did he not climb the tree, but he also offended him.

Now the job is gone, and the exorcism reward is definitely gone.

It's over, it's all over!

Zhao Chuanxin took a sip: "Lao Tzu is Gong Pass, it doesn't matter who your father is!" ”

Abraham Cohen couldn't let the situation go on, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Chuanxin: "Sir, please calm down, Mr. Gompas is a member of the Labor Federation, and you have caused me a lot of trouble." ”

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhao Chuanxin is not even a bird of Da Luo, can he still be bluffed by his labor federation? He looked at Abraham Cohen fixedly: "I have also read your cousin's letter, and now I will gather the men." ”

Abraham Cohen shook his head: "No, I'm an exorcist." I promised Mr. Compass to perform an exorcism for his daughter. ”

Arthur Gompas, who was on the ground, looked a little better.

At least there are people who know how to respect him.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned, looked at Arthur Gompas, and said angrily: "Exorcism? Lao Tzu is a mage, and the main focus is transcendence. Lead the way, let me go and overtake your daughter first! ”

“……”

(End of chapter)