Zhou Yu looked at George, who looked nervous, and explained with a smile: "Relax my old man, Mr. George, we just cleaned up outside the door and repaired the roofs for those merchants, and we didn't go far, so let's go back and rest now."

As you know, some bad things have happened to us here recently, and the residents look at us like robbers and thieves, so I thought about changing the impression of our Chinese workers in everyone's minds, and the effect today is good. ”

"You...... Change the impression? ”

George pulled the hat off his head, reached out and scratched his messy hair, he really couldn't figure out what Zhou Yu was calculating in his heart, with his IQ, he couldn't think of the meaning behind it.

"Hell ......"

Qiao muttered under his breath, he had already begun to feel as if these Chinese laborers were going to be out of his control, and it would be too bad if that were the case, and he had to reverse the trend and regain control in his own hands as before.

Meanwhile, in a bustling underground casino, the Clay brothers and several members of the gang are holding an internal meeting.

The calm Reginald had a square face, and his pale blonde hair was combed back meticulously.

"How's the Richardson Brotherhood doing?"

Reginald, the elder brother of the Clay brothers, asked.

"The Richardson brothers have had a conflict with the Cubs, which is exactly what we want to see, but the same North End has recently seen a group of newcomers emerge who are ruthless and clear-headed, and have grabbed a large part of the business, especially horse racing, and they seem to have gotten their official betting licenses."

A junior brother read with relevant information in his hand.

Ronald Mo, the younger brother of the Clay brothers, swiped the cigar in his hand and snorted coldly: "I know that they, the few boys who came back from the battlefield of World War I, seem to be surnamed Shelby. ”

Reginald took a sip of the orange-yellow liquor in his glass, paused, and said, "Let's put it in the North Side, but the Richardson brothers have been stretching out a bit of a stretch lately, and we have to let them know who is the boss of the East End." ”

"Hehehe......" Ronald Clay let out a cold laugh and answered: "Reginald, let me go on this matter, I haven't enjoyed blood for a long time......"

The younger brother of the Clay brothers is a mentally ill patient who loves fire and blood and seeks the ultimate thrill.

"Ronald, it's not time for you to make a move, the Scorpion Gang still needs you to put the finishing touches on it, if we want to develop the gang's power to other regions, we must first integrate all the resources in the Eastern District."

Fortunately, the elder brother Reginald was calm and sophisticated, clear-headed, and did not let his younger brother's temperament come.

While several people in the house were discussing the gang's future development plan, the door was knocked "aggressively", and a little brother poked out half of his head and said, "Boss, something happened!" ”

The Clay brothers' faces were slightly gloomy, and they raised their hands to let the little brother in and close the door, and then asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The little brother looked crampedly left and right, and the room was full of the backbone of the Clay Brotherhood, and everyone's eyes fell on him, making him feel stressed.

"Boss, one of the Qiao brothers who has been in charge of the Chinese labor camp has disappeared, and the other was beaten to death in the factory by the overseer, and his body was taken away by the police this morning, and it was our insider who told me."

"The Qiao brothers died in the Chinese labor camp?"

Ronald stood up with a "pout" and slammed his cigar into the ashtray on the table, his cheeks rising slightly.

"Joe, that idiot, he couldn't do such a thing, and he died in the Chinese Labor Camp? It doesn't matter if he dies, who will collect the protection fee this month? That's a lot of money, big brother, it seems that we are patronizing the South and North Districts, but our own backyard is on fire! ”

Reginald clasped his hands on his lap and thought for a moment: "Don't be impulsive yet, we can't be sure exactly what happened, we have to find out if there is someone behind these Chinese workers who suddenly dare to resist, whether there is support from the Richardson Brotherhood......"

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and sent the little brother to walk briskly in front of him.

"If you go and contact the overseers of the Chinese Workers' Battalion, it means that I will invite them to drink at the Figer Club tonight."

"Reginald, don't be polite to those guys! They usually take a lot of benefits from us, and now they let our people die in the factory? Just call them over and ask them about it! ”

Reginald raised his hand and said: "Now that the friction between us and the Richardson brothers is getting more and more serious, if we are sure that it is not their people in the Chinese labor camp, we should temporarily use some pacification means to calm this matter, and wait until we finish the Richardson brothers, and then free up our hands to clean up the Chinese labor camp...... After all, those Chinese laborers can only be confined to a certain place, they can't run, and our money will not be less than a penny. ”

Reginald said yes and hurried out of the room, closing the door lightly.

The atmosphere in the room was silent for a few seconds, and then it returned to the Richardson Brotherhood in the South and the newcomer Shelby in the North Side.

The Chinese Gongying seems to be regarded as a small episode by them, as long as they know it, they don't pay attention to it at all.

However, he said that after Zhou Yu and others returned to the camp, they continued to work, work, study, and train step by step.

After the death of Boss Qiao this time, the Huagong Battalion soon ushered in a major adjustment.

The overseers completely broke up the C13 crowd this time, and distributed them in every corner of the tens of thousands of Chinese workers, and they did not go to work, eat, and sleep in one place.

But what they didn't know was that Zhou Yu was only happy with this result.

Quite simply, although the backbone of his side was all scattered and scattered all over the Chinese labor camp, in this way, they could exert their own light and heat like sparks, and subtly influence other Chinese workers around them.

Although this does not seem to have any effect in the short term, it is not as vigorous as in warehouse 04, but it is a good start for the long term.

Privately, the backbones of C13 will also quietly report to Zhou Yu on the situation and progress they encountered.

"Mr. Zhou, I have taught everyone to sing those patriotic songs according to your orders, not to mention, this is much more effective than forcing them to listen to us."

Hearing Wu Xiaolong's report, Zhou Yu nodded, this is also the way he thought of in a flash of inspiration, that is, to teach everyone the songs he knew in later generations, such as "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", such as "Smiling Proud Jianghu", etc., so that everyone can use the content and melody of these lyrics to stimulate the little bit of blood in their hearts.

"It's not bad, in addition, I also want to hold some entertainment activities in the Chinese workers' camp, so that everyone will not always think about gambling or smoking in their leisure time, and it can also improve everyone's physical fitness in disguise."

"Mr. Zhou, you're talking about football, right?" The cripple asked excitedly.

"That's right, football, and rugby, these sports not only strengthen the body, but also enhance the cohesion between everyone, just like on the battlefield, I went back to George to apply for some sports equipment, this should not be refused."