Tang Feng nodded and smiled. He had read a lot of information about North American gangs in his spare time. The rampant gangs in Europe and the United States are inseparable from the social rule of law. Any political crime needs to be supported by evidence. Once there is no evidence, the police are helpless, but there is a thing that makes the domestic gangs comparable.
As for the sake of my mistakes, Canadian gangs rarely bully ordinary people, and their bloodshed is mostly limited to gangs.
This is caused by the special nature of the environment. Most of the gangsters in Country Z are the lowest-level gangsters in the world. To put it bluntly, they are the gangsters who make big spies by exploiting the common people. The average North American gangsters earn more than 100,000 US dollars a year. Who is willing to bully civilians?
Make money by causing trouble and lawsuits?
Therefore, Vancouver, the city with the highest crime rate in North America, has been rated as the most livable city in the world for several consecutive years. It is quite dramatic. Tang Feng opened the window and a refreshing air poured in, drilling into his nostrils to bring a wet and refreshing feeling.
Wang Zhongren kneaded his unconscious legs, sighed, and said, "This time, the Vietnamese gang, which was crippled by my brothers three times, will definitely take revenge. I don't know how many people will die at the gun. Brother, since you
I have come to the big circle of multiple Bangbang. I am already a disabled person. In the future, I will rely on you young people to make a big circle."
Tang Feng didn't understand the implicit meaning and nodded happily.
A fifteen-minute drive to the Shangri-La Hotel nearest to the airport. A group of six people were very low-key and asked for three business standard rooms. They settled in place. Wang Zhongrencai contacted his confidant subordinates, and then smoked a cigarette to tell Tang Feng the secret of the big circle. From the inside
The heads of the halls in various places talked about the industrial chain involved in the big circle and said it for an hour and a half. Tang Feng finally saw the true face of the big circle. When he was filled with emotion, he was a middle-aged man with a bloated figure.
Carrying a small suitcase into the room, Wang Zhongren stopped the sound, and the person who came in and threw down the suitcase, hugged Wang Zhongren with great excitement, and choked slightly: "Brothers and brothers all think you are dead."
This person's surname is Zhang and his name is Shuanglong. He is considered a big boy from the old generation by seniority. Although he is not from a rank, he was extremely brave when he was young. He had children and daughters to fade out of the world. His deeds were also published in mainland newspapers.
Four years ago, a local woman insulted Chinese tourists in his supermarket. He used a Remington shotgun to press his forehead and cursed the woman to the Chinese tourists. The incident caused an uproar.
Tang Feng looked familiar with Zhang Shuanglong. After Wang Zhongren briefly introduced, he shook hands with this very manly manly manly manly. The man who dared to push the gun to the foreigner's head was definitely a manly man, and some people who regarded worshipping foreigners as trends.
Who knows how to defend the dignity of the four words "Yanhuang descendants"? The reason why Zhang Shuanglong, who was in a foreign country four years ago was reported by domestic media was because he made those who admire foreigners and fascinated foreigners ashamed.
Wang Zhongren suggested that Tang Feng opened the suitcase and checked the things inside. There were six brand new Browning pistols. There were not many guns, but the number of bullets was amazing enough. The yellow and orange bullets covered the bottom of the suitcase layer by layer, almost
Thousands of bullets, Tang Feng took a deep breath. How many people can be killed so many bullets? The former elites of the Z military were shot with perfect bullets, and a thousand bullets meant corpses everywhere!
Zhang Shuanglong wiped his eyes and said angrily: "The other helmsman at the hall have already decided on a day. I will choose a leader when I meet tomorrow. Brother, what should I do? Or I will call my brothers now. Vancouver is our territory. The surname Chu, who dares to come to the meeting tomorrow.
Let him never come back."
"We are not in a hurry to double dragons. Don't tell me anything when I come back to prevent shocking the snake. I will give Lao Chu a surprise tomorrow." Wang Zhongren smiled deeply, and his rough face suddenly had a bit of a heroic cold breath. This time he must kill him with one blow.
The enemy, hand over the complete circle to the young man who was playing with guns.
Their generation is old, so what's the point of fighting and killing? It's time to quit the world and live a stable life.
The North American gangsters have their own special features. Canadian laws are too deterrent to gangsters, so this country is known as the capital of gangsters. The major gangsters are collectively high-profile from the top to the bottom, and almost everyone has tattoos. The biggest gangsters are the biggest
"Hell Angel" is well known to all women and children. There are no shortage of Hell Angel members wearing black turbans, sunglasses, black leather vests, and black motorcycles in any city in Canada.
However, the most fierce gangster is the big circle, also known as BCB. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, the big circle smuggled the most powerful foreign gang "Vietnam Gang" at that time with the AK47, and then competed for the car modification and smuggling business.
The gun pointed at the Indian Gang, interfered in the drug industry chain and fought with the Hell Angels, and he never lost his defeat in the battle with others.
The gangsters who go abroad are undoubtedly a myth continued by the older generation of veterans in Country Z!
The news that the godfather Wang Zhongren of Vancouver was buried in the belly of a fish shocked the major gangs in North America. The powder kegs of the large circle of infighting were ignited in the expectation of countless people. A small town far away from downtown Vancouver, near the coast, is picturesque, with the sea breeze swaying, and the waves can be heard vaguely
The sound of the asphalt roads that are almost covered by trees connect the city and the town. One car after another speeding into the town brings arrogance and breaks the beautiful picture of tranquility and harmony.
In the middle of the convoy, inside the modified bulletproof Hummer, a young man named Wang Hongfa was carefully wiping the nine-mm-caliber desert eagle. He had not touched the gun with his own hands for many years. At this time, he slowly rubbed the body of the pure steel gun, and his heart was throbbing.
"Hong Fa, this gun may not be useful today. Wang Zhongren is dead. The people below fought for two or three days, and Caesar's resentment was over. The Vietnamese Gang has bad intentions about our circle, and India who likes to look for cheap things.
A San, the other big guys in the gang are also smart people. They know that if they keep going, they will finish playing the big circle. Today they will definitely compromise." Chu Fangsheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, gently kneading the authentic Cuban cigar, and then
Put it under the tip of your nose to embroider the fragrance.
Twenty years ago, their generation of big brothers united and made a world of success. Twenty years ago, many people were blinded by profit. Chu Fangsheng didn't feel that he was too much. All living beings are for profit. They said it was a bit vulgar.
A bastard is not a good bastard. You can use some means to take the lead in the big circle and lead the big circles to new glory. How can this be wrong?
The old man curled his lips stubbornly, looked at the dense forests on the roadside, and said in a deep voice for a long time: "Hongfa, if things go well, you will take care of this place in Vancouver. If you can suppress Wang Zhongren's subordinates, you can do mine.
The successor will become the real helm leader in the future."
"Uncle, I will work hard." Wang Hongfa simply nodded, and a bright color flashed across his eyes. It was a desire created by ambition. Holding the big circle in his hand, why not fear the threat from others!