The police chief's face was filled with smiles: "Hiss Li, please walk slowly with confidence, just pretend we are holding a welcome ceremony here."

...

In Jinzhou City, Robinson, who had just finished the surgery, was lying on the bed of a hospital in a hospital.

He couldn't wait to call the Chief of the Jinzhou Police Department: "How is it, did Li Fei catch it?"

"My subordinates came out, but they were still slipped away by Li Fei."

"Do you police officers do it? You can even let him run away. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

"Brother, please calm down. You know that Li Fei has outstanding abilities and is not that easy to deal with."

After briefly explaining, the Chief of the Golden State Police Department immediately comforted, "But don't worry too much, because I have called the Houston police officer to notify the head of the Houston police. They promised me that they would arrest Li Fei with all their might."

"Is this news accurate?"

"Of course, we made a call in person."

The Chief of the Golden State Police Department comforted, "Don't worry, man, the Houston police are quite efficient in their work, and they will definitely not let Li Fei go."

"I hope this time, you police will not disappoint me again."

"You just wait for my good news."

"Um."

After the call ended, Robinson couldn't help but feel relieved.

As long as Li Fei is captured, the Warriors' chance will come, and in a crucial game, he will win a victory that determines his destiny.

Li Fei, since I can't do anything to you, let the police deal with you.

When you get in the bureau, you don’t let you be arrogant. If you pretend to be a competing, you will only cause a meal that is not pleasant to deal with.

"God really helped me!"

Robinson smiled as if he succeeded.

He wanted Li Fei to watch the victory and pass by him and be taken away by the Warriors. I believe that the face of the Chinese boy would be as ugly as death.

But he was so happy that he never thought that the Houston police would not dare to touch Li Fei at all, but instead regarded the other party as the hero of the city.

...

San Francisco, Chinatown, in a restaurant.

Several men in black were having meals with Carlosen, all of whom were members of the Black Iron Club.

Carlosson, a powerful boss, is completely different from his previous high spirits, and is like a stray dog.

A subordinate said: "Brother, Li Fei is lucky recently and has been doing well in the US professional basketball team."

"God will let him die, and he will first let him go crazy."

A hint of viciousness and viciousness flashed across Carloson's face, "He offended too many people and will die on the streets one day."

The younger brother suggested: "Boss, why don't we make a comeback and kill him again, and he will be caught off guard."

“Isn’t the lesson heavy enough?”

Carlosen flatly refused, "The last time the gang was dispatched, even the armed helicopter was sent, but as a result, not only did they not even touch Li Fei's hair, but we were seriously injured."

He felt that it was not a wise move to fight Li Fei head-on, although he had the urge to kill the other person in his heart.

But the aggrievance and anger in his heart must be vented, otherwise he would think that he was no different from being a coward.

"I hate Chinese people and Tang people. Since I can't do anything to Li Fei for the time being, then I will attack his fellow tribesmen."

Carlosson decided to take Chinatown, and his power was enough. Although the Black Iron Society was severely damaged before, the lean camel was bigger than a horse.

Of course, Chinatown can survive in a country full of mafia, it must have its own backing and a powerful force. Otherwise, it would have been swallowed up by those big fish like small fish.

Chinatown exists in many states and cities in the country. In order to avoid being bullied outside, the Tang people specially formed a club called the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, and the current president, Mr. Jiang.

In the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, there are both Chinese people working hard outside and Yan and Huang descendants who have joined their nationality. In short, they are Chinese faces and bloodlines.

In a foreign country, it is not uncommon to form cliques and unite, and this is also a helpless move to adapt to the laws of the jungle.

Because fighting alone will suffer in most cases, let alone in foreign countries, many violent associations are well aware of this.

Similar to other large violent associations, the Chinese Chamber of Commerce has businesses that can be placed on the table, and there are also some dark transactions. When the association becomes bigger, these are inevitable.

Of course, the development of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in China has been curbed by the local big brother Da Hei Iron Society, and it has to pay tribute to the latter every year to maintain peace.

The Chinese Chamber of Commerce can compete with other violent clubs, but with its current strength, it cannot compete with the big-name Black Iron Club.

However, because the tributes paid by the Chinese Chamber of Commerce are very timely, the two have been together over the years.

But this balance is probably going to be broken by Calusson himself.

He wants to take revenge, use any means and indiscriminate revenge.

Soon, under the arrangement of his subordinates, Carlosen met with Mr. Jiang, the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, and the location was the restaurant where the former dined.

"What kind of wind blows Boss Caluson, Chinatown is a great honor."

Mr. Jiang is in his early forties, not very tall, with half-white hair, very thin, bright eyes, and dark Tang suit. Around him, there were a group of young men with Chinese faces, Kong Wu was powerful.

Although Mr. Jiang smiled, he muttered in his heart, and he always felt that Carlosson suddenly visited Chinatown, which was definitely not a good phenomenon.

He also heard that the Black Iron Club was taught a lesson not long ago by a Chinese boy named Li Fei. Unexpectedly, Kaluson could endure his anger during this period and did not seek trouble for his enemies.

Carlosen smiled slightly: "Chinatown has developed well recently, and his career is booming and he has made money every day, which has made many clubs envious."

"It makes you laugh. Compared with the Black Iron Club, isn't it a small witch? It's like a drop in the bull and not worth mentioning."

"If the Black Iron Club is the sea, then Chinatown is just a trivial river."

Mr. Jiang is very humble because he knows that there is no need to be too high-profile in front of some people and forces.

If you don’t sit in a certain position, don’t talk nonsense. As the saying goes, disaster comes from your mouth.

"Boss Jiang, you are getting more and more low-key, but the development of Chinatown is obvious to all. Your income cannot be hidden from me."

Carlosson changed his tone, "Do you know why Chinatown is developing so rapidly?"

Mr. Jiang knew it carefully and naturally had to put a high hat on the other party: "It's not that you rely on the care of your Black Iron Club."

But what he thought in his heart was another matter, because the Chinese Chamber of Commerce pays tribute to the Black Iron Club every year is about 10 million US dollars, but the latter collects the money but does not do practical things. Many people who cause trouble are still in Chinatown's own troops coming forward to settle it.
Chapter completed!