The fat on Li Sheng's face trembled, squinted his eyes and said, "I can call you Liao Ye today, I have already given you enough face, and now we are talking about your Yonglian stepping on the boundary!" My old man has not stepped down as the president yet, and now he still has the final say in the entire Chinatown! It's just that he is old and has difficulty moving, so I asked you Liao Ye to ask you on behalf of An Liangtang for an explanation, don't change the topic. ”

Speaking of this, sitting in the center of the two people at the round table, a man with glasses and a mustache hurriedly raised his hand and said in Chinese, which was quite fluent:

"Mr. Liao, Mr. Li, both of us should be more restrained, today I asked the two of you to come for peace and negotiation, not to let things continue to deteriorate.

As you all know, the new police chief, Waldo, has always been a radical who advocated the use of absolute force to raze Chinatown, expel all Chinese, and turn it into a park. Although his proposal was not approved by Parliament, more and more people are already on his side.

Both, for the sake of regional peace, for the normal development of New York City, and of course for the sake of the future of your two associations, what we need is moderation, and the benefits here are enough for you to distribute, and there is no need to have any more conflicts because of this. ”

The white man who spoke was named Warren Foster and was a judge in New York's Lower East District.

He ran around for the smooth development of New York's Lower East Side, mediated everywhere, and still had some influence in the Chinese community, and was known by the locals as the "white godfather" of Chinatown.

Liao Baihua showed a trace of disdain on his face, but his tone was slightly softened.

"I'm willing to sit here today to give Mr. Foster face, they are good at peace, and they sent a junior out to talk to me, this is their attitude? The bones of those brothers in my dock winery are not cold, but you don't say a word about compensation, so it's clear who is right and who is wrong in this matter. ”

"Liao Baihua, how many times are you going to let me say it? That incident has nothing to do with our Anliangtang, don't spew blood again! I think you just took the opportunity to deliberately make trouble, and you didn't know that you sent someone to burn down that winery! ”

Li Shengqi's cheeks were swollen and red, this Yonglian Association was like a mad dog looking for their bad luck in Anliangtang every day because of the burning of the moonshine distillery.

The stable status quo that Chinatown has managed to maintain is about to be broken, and all the gangs are ready to move, secretly recruiting troops.

Everyone is waiting for a point in time, waiting for the latest election of the Chinese Federation.

Because the previous Anliangtang boss Li Xiling has been re-elected for many consecutive years, but because of his advanced age and lack of energy, it is very likely that he will retire this time, once the old man Li retires, people who covet this position abound.

Although Liao Baihua made a lot of money because of selling illicit wine, and the gang members under his command are also the most, but to tell the truth, although he has the largest number of people, it must be mixed with a lot of water, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose if it is really a fight.

"Li Sheng, who dares to do this if you know where my moonshine factory is, who else in the entire Chinatown except you An Liangtang? I think Old Man Li is also old, and he can't suppress these juniors under him, if it really doesn't work, you will choose another person to talk to, let him talk to me, and find someone who can represent your An Liangtang, with you? I can't really talk about it! ”

After Liao Baihua finished speaking, he threw the white porcelain bowl teacup in his hand on the table, and let the tea inside spill on the tablecloth, revealing a large stain.

Li Sheng slapped his palm on the table, stood up and said, "Liao Baihua, don't be embarrassed!" There have been a lot of grievances about what you've done to the gangs in Chinatown, and we've put up with it again and again, and if you're still obsessed, you know what the consequences are! ”

"Boy, threaten me? You're still a little tender! Mr. Foster, you have also seen that An Liangtang has no intention of solving problems with me in a sincere manner, let's see the real chapter under our hands, hum! ”

After Liao Bai finished speaking, he took the top hat from the bodyguard next to him and buckled it on his head, turned around and left the empty teahouse lobby.

After he left, twenty or thirty people followed from other corners of the street, and they followed Liao Baihua's footsteps and gathered together.

Most of these people are oriental faces, wearing black robes, black cotton pants, black cloth shoes, black top hats, and swords, axes or pistols hidden in bulging pockets around their waists, which look quite imposing.

Li Sheng crunched the back of the seat, walked to the window on the second floor of the teahouse, and watched the swaggering Yonglian people leave, then sighed and said:

"Mr. Foster, you have also seen it, it's not that I don't give you face, but that Liao Baihua has swelled to the point that there is no one in his eyes! There is a good chance that the peace of Chinatown will be shattered because of this, and I will have to go back and tell our old man about it......

But don't worry, our old man said that no matter how far things go, we at An Liangtang hope that Chinatown can develop peacefully and steadily, and try not to shed blood as much as possible. ”

Warren Foster, who had a mustache, shook his head helplessly, also got up and walked to the window, and said in a calm voice:

"Yonglian is ambitious, Liao Baihua is even more unruly, and what I am most worried about is the election of this Chinese Federation...... Old man Li, he ...... Is there really no energy left for re-election? ”

Li Sheng pursed his lips tightly and said in a heavy tone: "I'm afraid not, if you still want our old man to live for two more years...... After all, he was already a ninety-year-old man. ”

Warren Foster naturally knew it in his heart, but he still hoped that the old man would live a few more years, at least to live long enough to integrate and reorganize all the forces in Chinatown, so that the people here could learn how to support themselves by legitimate means.

However, according to the current situation, this is just a sweet dream, and it will not be realized at all.

Upper East Side, Manhattan.

"Old ...... Please, boss, let me take a sip...... Just one bite...... It's uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable......! ”

In the villa, Song Qing was pressed to the ground by Mu Dezhu and Niu Zhixin, saliva kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his body trembled uncontrollably, obviously a cigarette addict.

Zhou Yu stood opposite and looked at him coldly, and said in a tone without any ups and downs: "I said that since you want to follow me to do things, you must abide by my rules, and the first rule of mine is not to touch the smoke...... It's time for you to quit. ”

"No...... No, no, no...... Boss, I can't do it...... I can't...... I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Uncomfortable...... It's uncomfortable! ”

Song Qing was pressed by two big men, like a fish struggling on the board, and kept writhing.

Zhou Yu glanced at Mu Dezhu and said, "Help him." ”

"Okay~"

Mu Dezhu agreed, and smashed a punch on the back of Song Qing's neck.