"What are you going to do?" Weiss looked at Dani and asked.

"Squeeze!"

"First, squeeze out the Jewish gang's business, including their nightclubs, bars, underground casinos, loan sharking and smuggling businesses, deplete their strength, and finally strike out in one fell swoop to completely destroy them," said Dani.

"Have you thought about the Jewish backlash?" Weiss asked.

Dani smiled faintly.

"We can start with a less blatant approach and do it little by little, hiring people to smash their nightclubs and bars."

"Robbering wine trucks, even casinos, and using customs to disrupt the Jewish gang's smuggling business. If these methods are used, I believe those Jewish guys will be in a lot of trouble."

"Although brown bears are huge and fierce, if their bodies were covered with wounds, they wouldn't be that fierce, don't you think?"

Weiss picked up the whiskey on the table and took a sip. He thought for a while, and when he raised his head, there was a smile on his face.

"Dani, I think your plan is good. I agree to cooperate with you." He extended his hand to Dani.

Seeing Weiss's agreement, Dani was very happy. The most important step of the plan had been taken. He seemed to see victory waving at him.

Shake hands with Weiss.

The two reached an agreement.

Form a temporary alliance to deal with the Jewish gang together.

Dani left with his military advisor, and his deputy Bugs Moran looked at Weiss and asked, "Haimi, do you believe him?"

Hemivis chuckled and puffed out his cigar smoke.

"How could I possibly believe him? Dani has never been a man of loyalty and righteousness. Revenge for his men is all bullshit."

"As for the business and territory, it is indeed possible, but he doesn't have such a big appetite. The most likely reason for him to come to us is to provoke us to fight against the Jewish gang. In the end, when both sides are exhausted, he will reap the benefits and take the opportunity to expand."

"Then you still agree to form an alliance with him?" Moran asked with a little surprise.

Hemivis waved his hands, "It's just a mutual calculation. We and the Jews are enemies after all. Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity to make some trouble? Maybe we can see some benefits."

"Dani wants to use us, so I am also using him, haha."

Bugs Moran laughed along with Hymie, raised his glass and clinked it with Weiss's, and they both took a sip happily.

Working hard in the underworld,

No one is stupid.

Their minds are no less intelligent than those politicians, otherwise they would not be able to survive.

Dani has his own purpose.

Weiss Ho has no ideas of his own.

It just depends on who performs better.

......

in the car.

Dani smiled and said to Strategist Burstein, "You see, the Irish are not difficult to deal with. They have always hated the Jews, and they will never let go if there is a chance. Burstein, how are the contacts with other gangs going?"

"We have already contacted the Mexicans. We will meet with their leader tomorrow. I am afraid the Chinese will be late. Their leader went to San Francisco and will not be back for a few days."

"As for the Russians and Poles, you don't need to come forward. I can go and talk to them. I think if we give them some small benefits, they will rush to the front and fight for us."

Dani nodded.

Looking at the bustling neon lights on both sides of the street outside the car window, he seemed to see that the entire city would become his land, and he would become the king here.

The next day.

An Yi officially started working.

Sean and Ryder drove a truck to pick him up. They drove for half an hour to the slum and stopped in front of a big iron gate. Sean honked the horn.

There was a small hole in the door and someone looked out. Sean waved at the person and the door opened.

The car drove in and parked in the yard, inside which was a row of warehouses.

Sean smiled and said to An Yi, "Tom, this is the gang warehouse. All the cigarettes and alcohol are stored here."

"There are seven bars and two nightclubs in the neighborhood we are responsible for. We receive the order every evening, and come here the next morning to pick up the goods and distribute the cigarettes and alcohol. The bars and we settle accounts once a week, and we also settle accounts every Monday."

A strong man came over and greeted Sean and Ryder, then looked at An Yi. Sean introduced him with a smile: "This is Tom Hardy, Bill's brother. He will be in charge of our area from now on."

"Tom, this is Benson, the deputy warehouse manager."

An Yi stretched out his hand and shook hands with Benson to get to know each other.

As they walked towards the warehouse, Benson asked:

"How's Bill?"

"We are out of danger now. It will take about two to three months to recover," Sean said.

Benson asked curiously, "By the way, do you know who did the Spanish thing for Cook? Many people are talking about it now. That person was really powerful. He took down Cook's entire team by himself."

Xiao En glanced at An Yi secretly, then smiled and said, "I don't know about that. It might have been done by the top management."

Before leaving, Fred told An Yi and others that the fact that he killed Cook should not be made public for the time being, mainly to protect An Yi's personal safety.

An Yi didn't want to be famous, and safety was the most important thing, so he naturally agreed to Fred's arrangement, so Sean lied to Benson.

After entering the warehouse, Sean took out the list and started purchasing goods.

Wine, whiskey, rum, vodka, brandy, tequila, fruit wine... As for cigarettes, there are Marlboro, Camel, Sanwu cigarettes, and various cigars.

Someone started loading goods onto the truck. Sean and Reid were responsible for counting them. After all the items were loaded, Sean asked An Yi to sign the list.

An Yi took a look and found that the price was as high as more than three thousand US dollars. You should know that in 1945, the monthly salary of an ordinary worker was only about two hundred US dollars. These cigarettes and alcohol were equivalent to an ordinary worker's salary for one and a half years.

This is just the amount for the neighborhood they are responsible for in one day.

After saying goodbye to Benson and driving out of the warehouse, An Yi asked Sean, "Are these cigarettes and alcohol genuine?"

"Of course, they are all good things," said Sean.

"Then how do we make money? Should we raise the prices in bars and nightclubs?" An Yi asked in confusion.

Sean smiled.

"Of course not, our cigarettes and alcohol are even cheaper than the market price."

"Then how do you make money?"

"Smuggling and tax evasion. You don't know how high the federal government's tax rate on tobacco and alcohol is. The lowest is 40 to 50 percent, and the highest is even more than 100 percent. If we go through legitimate channels, we won't make any money at all."

"We evade taxes on domestic tobacco and alcohol. Foreign imported tobacco and alcohol are all smuggled goods. Our gang has its own smuggling channels."

"Even tobacco and alcohol from other places are imported from us. Although the profit from tobacco and alcohol is not as high as during the Prohibition period, smuggling goods still makes money, and the more expensive the goods are, the more money they make."

In his previous life, An Yi was very interested in American gangster dramas and movies. He watched almost all of them and also studied gang culture. He knew that the rise of American gangs could be attributed to Prohibition.

During the Prohibition period, the gangs sold large amounts of bootleg liquor, obtained sufficient funds, and began to grow rapidly.

Later, the prohibition was lifted, but the bootlegging business was still an important source of economic income for the gangs, but they changed from selling bootlegging to smuggling and tax evasion.

"Won't the IRS investigate?" An Yi asked.

"Of course they will investigate. The IRS is much more powerful than the FBI, so we have been doing it very covertly. Besides, the top brass will come forward to take care of it, which is not our concern." Sean said.

The car drove to the entrance of the nightclub.

It was the "Bunny Nightclub" that Bill brought him to on the first day. The manager came out and picked up the goods according to the order. Soon all the goods were moved in. Both parties signed the document, and the delivery was completed.

After unloading the cigarettes and alcohol at the nightclub, they hurried to other bars to deliver goods. Sean kept the accounts and An Yi signed for them. They were busy until 10 o'clock when they finished delivering all the goods.

"Tom, let's go eat something?" Sean said to An Yi.

They haven't had breakfast yet.

"Okay, let's go eat."