Lin Dong's actions in the United States caused a huge uproar and also spurred the emergence of new "zero-dollar purchases."

More people living at the bottom of society joined the ranks of those who vandalized, burned, killed, and looted in the streets.

Meanwhile, all the local gangs were gripped by fear.

There was no other reason than that they were afraid Lin Dong would finish harvesting the supplies and then turn around and deal with them.

These local gangsters are not afraid of normal gang fights, even those involving knives and guns.

The problem is, Lin Dong is not normal.

His reputation in the martial arts world was not only that of a madman, but also that of a killing god!

So far, no one who has stood in his way has come to a good end.

Even if Lin Dong doesn't personally intervene, his Black Face organization could easily wipe out any gang by simply sending out a stealth legion...

So, should we submit or destroy the gang?

It's not too difficult to choose.

......

Eight Immortals Restaurant in New York's Chinatown.

This is a simple and elegant courtyard house with architectural style reminiscent of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

In New York City, where land is incredibly valuable, a private residence of 2,000 square meters is extremely rare.

Even among those in the martial arts world, few knew that this was the headquarters of the Hongmen.

Today, from the inner hall of Baxianju to the main gate, the entire area was filled with thugs dressed in blue Tang suits.

Unsuspecting passersby, walking from a distance, would often be frightened by the dozens of well-dressed men outside the door.

As a result, even the nearby alleyways suddenly became off-limits areas...

A serious closed-door meeting is underway at the Juxiang Hall of Baxianju Restaurant.

The person presiding over the event, seated in the main seat, was none other than a Chinese man over seventy years old.

The old man had completely white hair, but a ruddy complexion, and looked exceptionally energetic against the backdrop of his black Tang suit.

To his left, six men and one woman sat in two rows.

These people all look quite old; even the youngest one is around 40.

"Alright, it's rare for everyone to get together, so let's all share our thoughts."

The white-haired old man in the main seat spoke:

"Don't keep your ideas to yourself. Our Hongmen has always been an inclusive organization."

A moment of silence fell over the crowd.

The white-haired old man frowned: "What? Have they all become mute? You're usually quite a handful!"

"You're all so scared by Lin Dong today?"

"Pah! Shameful!"

Provoked by the old man's words, the people below could no longer sit still. Several old faces turned as red as boiled shrimp, and they were about to stand up and speak.

"Sect Leader, let me say a few words."

At this moment, the middle-aged man in gray sitting in the first seat on the right stood up and looked around with sharp, piercing eyes.

The white-haired old man at the head of the table lit up and exclaimed, "When it comes to courage and responsibility, the Hongmen has to look to our little fish, Zhou Hanyu!"

"Fish Boy, you should take the lead and speak your mind to everyone."

"Yes, Sect Master." Zhou Hanyu nodded and gave a slight fist salute.

Then he turned around and faced the six Hongmen leaders in the hall:

"Fellow disciples, since the establishment of our Hongmen, we have gone through more than 340 years and have never had a precedent of bowing down to any power."

"Those who join my Hongmen will be loyal and righteous for life, even if it's just three and a half sticks of incense. Anyone who betrays us along the way will have to come back with three cuts and six holes!"

"Loyalty, keeping promises, unity, and mutual assistance are the unchanging motto of our Hongmen for hundreds of years."

"Now that the Hongmen is in danger, and outside gangs want to use force to coerce us into becoming their subordinates, should we fight back?"

Zhou Hanyu's speech was indeed passionate and highly infectious.

"Well said! Brother Zhou's words have dispelled my concerns. Damn it, a battle is the only option! How exhilarating!!!"

A plump, red-faced old man clapped his hands in praise.

"Fatty Jin is absolutely right. Our Hongmen has been established for 340 years. Who have we ever been afraid of?"

"Yes, no matter how powerful the Dragon Gang is, would they dare to defy the world and disregard their infamy to destroy my Hongmen?"

"That's right. The Hongmen has millions of members all over the world. Can Lin Dong kill them all?"

......

Encouraged by Zhou Hanyu, several bigwigs who were initially hesitant finally made up their minds not to submit.

Given the status and prestige of the Hongmen in the Chinese community, there are really very few people in the world who dare to mess with them.

To be honest, killing one or two core high-ranking members of the Hongmen is possible.

But no matter how powerful Lin Dong is, does he really dare to wipe out all the big shots of the Hongmen?

Isn't he afraid of being condemned by everyone and bearing the infamy of indiscriminately killing his fellow comrades?

Moreover, the white-haired old man sitting in the main seat is none other than the true behind-the-scenes boss of the Hongmen.

Xiong Yaolin, President of the Overseas Chinese Chamber of Commerce.

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Lin Dong returned to Chinatown in New York on April 28.

His 20-day "Black Gold" journey, filled with crazy zero-yuan purchases, gave him a truly tangible experience of the wealth of the world's only superpower.

Compared to the United States, all of our past experiences in reaping black money are now insignificant.

How much did Lin Dong's system wealth increase during this trip?

(The numbers are too frightening to disclose here.)

Back at Fengzi's residence, Fengzi immediately told him some good news.

Following Lin Dong's instructions, Zhang Ziqiang used a company under the Longbang Group to successfully win the bid for the Panama Canal project for $3.5 billion.

The management and operations team sent from Hong Kong Island has arrived at the ports of Balboa and Cristobal.

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