After Zhang Xudong left the mountainside villa, he said to He Jingxian:

"Xiao Jing, Nianzu was beaten too badly this time. I'm afraid my aunt and the others won't be able to bear it if I go home like this.

I'll go in and clean his wound, bandage it, and then send him back."

"Is his injury serious? Is it nothing serious?"

"These are all injuries from being whipped, and the whips were probably coated with pepper spray.

This kid has suffered a lot this time, and it's hard for him to hold on.

I never thought these bastards would be so cruel to a fifteen-year-old child."

"Why would they do this? Do they want money?"

“It’s not about the money, Nian Zu must have been implicated by me.

These bastards want to dig out my secrets from Nianzu's mouth.

Nianzu was also very strong. He didn't say anything even after being beaten so badly.

This guy will be a real man when he grows up, and he's worth cultivating carefully."

"Then go and clean his wound quickly. I'm afraid his family will be waiting anxiously."

It took Zhang Xudong nearly an hour to clean up Sima Nianzu.

He carried Sima Nianzu, who was wrapped like a dumpling, out of the space and walked towards the car with He Jingxian.

"Master, Miss, you are finally back, are you all okay?

"Master Biao, is that Master you are holding? Why is he like this?"

When Hu Minghai saw Zhang Xudong and the other man coming over, he quickly got out of the car and said.

"Brother Hai, don't ask anything, let's go home now.

If someone asks you where you found Nianzu, just say that he fell into a cave.

The cave was too deep for him to get out by himself, so we found him and pulled him out."

"I understand, young master. I was watching the car from downstairs. I don't know which cave you were rescued from."

"Okay, that's the situation. Let's go home immediately. The police are probably coming down the mountain soon."

"Master, a lot of corpse carts just came up. It looks like a lot of people have died. I'm afraid the police will be very busy."

"There was a gunfight between the two gangs, and there must have been a lot of deaths.

Brother Hai, have you heard how the police dealt with these thugs? "

"Master, what else can the police do?

Those who died in the fight will be cremated, and those who are not dead will be treated if they are injured.

After being cured, those with minor crimes will be sent to ordinary prisons and imprisoned for a few years before being released.

A few people who committed serious crimes were sent to Devil's Island to serve life imprisonment.

Anyway, as long as you don't die in a fight, you won't die. There's no death penalty in San Francisco."

“If it weren’t for them, why would there be so many gangs here?

"For hacking someone, they were only sent to prison, but they were able to eat and drink well and hide from their enemies. This is really fucking unreasonable."

Zhang Xudong sighed after hearing this.

"So, my dear cousin, if we want to survive here, we have to stick together.

If we don't unite and fight against the gangsters, we will be eaten alive by them.

If you hadn't come this time, if something unexpected had happened, our Chinatown would have been controlled by those gangs."

"Aren't the police cracking down on gangs? Why are they still so rampant?"

"Don't even mention the police; almost every chief has ties to the underworld.

The previous director had underground dealings with the Hell's Angels.

The current Chief John just had a feud with them from the past.

This was an excuse for them to keep pursuing the Hell's Angels.

Why didn't he attack the Mafia? Their boxing ring is a Mafia property.

However, the San Francisco Mafia simply disdains to collect small amounts of money such as protection fees and generally does not target the poor.

But what else do they do? They are the biggest gangs."

"So John isn't such a good guy, is he?"

“If he were a good bird, he wouldn’t be the director.

Which of those police officers doesn't want to make some extra money? Can they live a good life on the salary they earn?

If a director didn't allow his subordinates to make a little money from time to time, he would have been shot down long ago."

"If you say that, there's no hope of eradicating the underworld here.

As long as we Chinese youth can build good relationships with the police and give them some benefits, we can do whatever we want."

"My dear cousin, building a good relationship with the police is one thing.

On the other hand, we must have sufficient military force.

When it comes to fights between two gangs, the police here usually come out to deal with the aftermath only after the matter has come to an end.

Then we decide how to handle the matter based on how much money we receive.”

"Brother Hai, are you saying all these things to try to get me?"

Hu Minghai chuckled a few times and said:

"How dare I take advantage of you? It's just that our Huaqing is officially established.

Then there must be someone to manage the place.

If there is no one to keep the situation under control, no matter how many people there are, they will all be a loose pile and will collapse if they cannot withstand any disturbance from others.

The president is old and can no longer lead everyone in fighting.

The young master is young and lacks the ability to win the support of others.

"If this Huaqing Security Guard is established, can it defeat those big and small gangs?"

"Okay, Brother Hai, your analysis is quite accurate.

Don't worry, I won't let this place go.

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