"Hahaha, the police! They have never cared about it. The Vietnam Gang couldn't control it at first. Now that the Big Circle Gang is here, they can't control it either. As long as you don't get caught by them on the spot, they will have nothing to do with you. Believe it or not.
, I have a note on my forehead with the words "Daquan Gang" written on it. Even if I walk to the door of the police station, they won't be able to arrest me?" Little Flathead laughed so much that he spurted out the wine.
Hong Tao knew that he was right. There are laws here, everything must be done according to the rules of the law, and the police must abide by the law. So Hong Tao remembered something that someone said, which probably meant: Underworld can only breed in democratic land. From then on
From Hitler, Mussolini to Stalin, they were all masters in fighting the underworld.
The reason why Italian gangsters packed their bags and fled to the United States to develop was not because the United States was suitable for their growth, but because Mussolini beat them until they had no place to hide.
Compared to other gangsters, most gangsters are just like chickens and dogs. Let alone confrontation, they don’t even have a chance to struggle.
"Then why did you come to Toronto? You are so arrogant here, are you not afraid of the Vietnamese taking revenge on you?" Zhou Dajiang suddenly became alert, looked around, and asked in a low voice.
"Hey, what are you afraid of? I haven't finished speaking yet." Xiao Pingtou, Zhou Dajiang, and Hong Tao touched the bottles, drank half a bottle of beer, and then continued to tell stories.
"You know Gu Guangming, right?"
"I know, he plays football." Zhou Dajiang fished for someone he knew this time.
"Well, yes, that's him. He has a senior brother who is also a member of the Daquan Gang. It was he and a little brother who drove from Vancouver for several days and nights and gave away a truckload of weapons and ammunition.
Come over. As a result, the Vietnamese suffered a disaster. Almost every one of their nightclubs, dance halls, and brothels were attacked. The remaining leaders of the Vietnamese gang also died and ran away, with heavy casualties. The Vietnamese gang was defeated, and the Big Circle Gang began.
It took root in Toronto.”
"That's when I came here. When I first came here, I didn't understand English. I couldn't do anything except drive. I could only mop the floor and take out the garbage in a restaurant owned by Hong Kong people. I earned some money every month, which was just enough for myself.
There was nothing left after the money was spent. One day two black men bullied a Chinese young man in the store.
When I was there, I got angry too, so I went up and beat up the two black men, and then waited for them to call the police, arrest me, and send me back to the country." Xiao Pingtou said about his trip to Maicheng.
The part is full of emotion and sound, even Hong Tao, an old Jianghu, is a little emotional. He really has a talent for language.
"Then what?" Zhou Dajiang was very impatient. He knew that Xiao Pingtou would definitely say it, but he still couldn't help but ask.
"Then, I didn't wait for the police, but someone from the Daquan Gang came. That young man was a relative of the Daquan Gang, and he happened to be rescued by me. One of their leaders saw that I was young and could still fight, so he became a
Bing suggested that I join the Daquan Gang. I thought about it.
I was busy working in that small restaurant, and I didn’t know how long it would take to get my status, so why not take a risk and try my best to become a glorious ancestor? If you don’t succeed, you will be in a car accident, and you will die early and be reborn.” This is how Xiao Pingtou joined the Daquan Gang.
, Hong Tao thought he had some thrilling adventure.
"Have you ever killed anyone? Have you ever been injured?" Zhou Dajiang looked at Little Flathead carefully, trying to find something different about him from ordinary people.
"Hahaha, I won't say whether I have killed anyone or not. My life was good. The Daquan Gang took over a lot of places at that time, but most of my brothers came from poor families and had little education. I was a car soldier in the army.
Repairing cars and driving were easy tasks, and I had an easy-to-use brain and learned English quickly. I was soon promoted to be the head of a car repair shop. From then on, I basically worked in nightclubs or other places all over the place.
I am responsible for running the dance hall, and there are very few times when I need to go into battle. Compared with those brothers who were killed and injured in fire fights, and were caught by the police and sent to jail, I am lucky." Xiao Pingtou said about his experiences over the years.
To put it bluntly, and listen to what he meant, he basically traveled all over Canada from Vancouver to Montreal. He went wherever needed. He was a screw for the revolution.
"Dayou, I'm going to be honest as a brother, don't be angry if I say something serious. Your current job is not a common one. Today your big circle gang killed others, and tomorrow the small circle gang might come out and kill you again.
Destroyed. There is nothing wrong with fighting hard when you are young, but what should you do when you are older? If you don’t dislike me, brother, why not
Come and work with me. I have a clothing store now. Although I can’t make a fortune, I will definitely be able to support my family. By the way, are you married? When you have a wife and children, you should be more stable. You
Say yes?" Zhou Dajiang is really kind-hearted. He actually wants to drag a gang leader to open a clothing store. In one word, he is righteous!
"Brother Zhou, my identity was assigned to me by the gang. After I have a wife and children, the gang will pay monthly settlement allowances. Since I have benefited from others, I can't turn my back on them. That way I won't get any good results. You
I understand your thoughts, and I also know that you are doing it for my own good, but this circle is not something you can enter just because you want to.
It's not easy to come up with this. I live my whole life no matter how I live it, and I don't plan to change my way of life anymore. I'm used to this kind of life, and if I change it, it may not be suitable for me." Although the little crew cut
He refused Zhou Dajiang's advice, but he still seemed very happy to have friends who were willing to help him. He didn't need more, just one was enough.
"With your words, I am satisfied. Nothing else. At home, we are just little friends who pee and make mud together. Now that we are here to make a fortune together, we are still brothers. You don't have to worry about the business of your clothing store.
Several nightclubs and dance halls in this area are under my control. From now on, their work clothes business will be under my control.
You. But like the old white man just now, you can't get too close to us. There is an Iranian gang here recently that wants to touch our restricted area, so the atmosphere is a bit tense. Although we will eliminate them soon, we still have to be careful.
The better." Xiao Pingtou understands things better than Hong Tao imagined.
"Your restricted area?" Hong Tao's curiosity came again.
"Anyway, you're not from here, so it doesn't matter if I tell you. The Daquan Gang's biggest business in Canada is not nightclubs, dance halls, or casinos and brothels. Do you know what it is?" Xiao Pingtou opened another door for Hong Tao and Zhou Dajiang.
bottle of beer, and then asked in a low voice.
"It can't be white powder..." When Hong Tao heard it, it wasn't pornography or gambling, what else could it be? The three treasures of gangsters, pornography, gambling and drugs. I never heard that the gangster was engaged in egg wholesale.
of.
"Yes, it's drugs. The Daquan Gang basically controls the wholesale business of drugs in big cities. Note, it's wholesale, not retail. We don't care about the black people who come from the smuggling points in the United States and sell them on the streets. But the bulk purchase and wholesale business
No one can touch it, as long as someone dares to touch it, it will be a life-or-death situation." Xiao Pingtou said, the flesh on his face was a little distorted.
"But selling white powder isn't a bit immoral..." Hong Tao has neither a good impression nor a deep hatred for gangsters because he has never been in contact with gangsters, but when it comes to drugs, he is still disgusted because they are too harmful.
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"You don't understand this. In Canada, more than 90% of drug addicts are ghosts, and there are very few Chinese. Do you remember the Opium War? The worst ones are the British devils. Most of the people here are the descendants of the British devils.
Don’t they want to be loyal to the Queen? Then let them taste the stuff that the Queen used to harm China first. This is called retribution.”
"It makes sense..." Hong Tao left Xiao Pingtou speechless. His reasoning was a bit crooked, but it sounded quite understandable. As a common man, who cares about so many rights and wrongs, as long as he doesn't
If you harm your own people, that's already good enough.
"You have only been here for a short time, and you don't know many things yet. The Chinese here are too honest. They only know how to make money to support their families, and they will tolerate being bullied. Although things have gotten better in the past few years, if you go to the shooting range and take a look, there are many
The Chinese have also bought guns and begun to learn to protect themselves, but this is not enough. We
We should unite, not only to gain status economically, but also to gain political status. Last year we organized a Chinese mayoral election in a small city. Although it was unsuccessful, we learned a lot, and maybe we will succeed this year.
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