"Second uncle, I don't have many acquaintances in the United States."!
Qin Feng turned to look at Liu Zimo and said: "Zimo, you and I, my brother, I have to ask you for this matter. Can you use Hongmen's connections to contact the killer organization and see if you can get specific information about Qin Jia now?
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With the relationship between Qin Feng and the Liu family, there is really no need to say anything more. If you have any questions, just ask for help. If the Liu family encounters any difficulties, Qin Feng will definitely do his best to repay them.
"Qin Feng, even if you don't tell me, I will ask when I get back."
Liu Zimo thought for a moment and said: "I have heard that the killer organization headquartered in the United States is also organized by Chinese, but they are very mysterious and rarely have contact with the outside world..."
There are several famous gang organizations in various countries around the world today, the most notorious of which is the Italian Mafia.
This gang, bound by family ties, once caused a wave of assassinations in the United States in the 1960s and 1970s. The then president, John F. Kennedy, probably died at their hands.
However, after Kennedy's death, the Mafia suffered a devastating blow in the United States, and only a handful of people remained. After decades of recuperation, they gradually recovered.
In addition to the mafia, Japan's Yamaguchi Organization is also a very famous gangster.
The Yamaguchi organization behaves somewhat differently from the mafia. When they want to infiltrate their power into a country, they often implement economic aggression first. In other words, the Japanese like to be dominated by money, and then use violence.
Due to its huge financial resources, the Yamaguchi Organization has developed very rapidly, and Japanese people can be seen in every corner of the world.
The Hongmen organization originating from China is even more powerful abroad than the two mentioned above, because the Chinese population base is far incomparable to those two organizations.
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The Chinese in the United States were first imported from China to the United States as railroad workers during the Qing government. At that time, they were the lowest class of people in the United States, and their treatment was very poor.
As the saying goes, wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. When the powerful domestic gangsters immigrated to the United States, they naturally couldn't stand this kind of behavior, so they mobilized the local Chinese and formed the Overseas Hongmen.
The establishment of Overseas Hongmen reunited the Chinese people who were in a state of fragmentation at that time.
It's just that the Chinese overseas at that time had a relatively low level of education and were engaged in relatively low-end industries. So if they wanted to have enough to eat and not be bullied, they could only fight to gain their dignity.
The earliest group of people used their own blood to lay a foundation for future generations. Chinatowns everywhere were formed there. The name Hongmen also occupies a very important position in the minds of all overseas Chinese.
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Almost all Chinese overseas will come into contact with people from Hongmen to some extent, but only the killer organizations that left before and after liberation have never had substantial contact with Hongmen, the largest overseas Chinese organization.
Therefore, Liu Zimo cannot guarantee that if he contacts the killer organization through Hongmen, the other party will definitely buy it.
"Zimo, let's get in touch with the other party first. If it doesn't work, then think of other ways."
Qin Feng waved his hand and said: "Qin Feng is really happy to see Zimo and Second Uncle Liu today. Second uncle, this glass of wine is from me. If it weren't for you, Qin Feng would have been gone long ago."
In this world..."
From the time he got the news about his sister to the time he passed by her, Qin Feng was extremely depressed. Especially when he saw the place where he lived back then, he was filled with melancholy. At this time, he just wanted to get drunk and rest.
As for going to the United States to find the killer organization, Qin Feng is not very worried, because Qin Feng knows far more about the killer sect, the predecessor of the killer organization, than the two people in front of him. If Hongmen fails by then, he will naturally still
Have your own way.
"Qin Feng, we are all members of our own family, don't be brave..." Seeing Qin Feng holding up the wine glass, Liu Zimo couldn't help but pointed to Qin Feng's right shoulder and said, "You have a gunshot wound. Can you drink?"
"It's okay, alcohol is meant for disinfection, don't be afraid!"
Qin Feng laughed loudly, raised his head and poured nearly two taels of wine into his throat. His chest and abdomen suddenly felt hot, and the burning knife with more than 60 degrees was extremely powerful.
"Drink. I'll help you clean your wounds later. I still have some old medicine at home."
Liu Jiacheng also picked up his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. Although Qin Feng did not become a disciple, his martial arts did come from the Baji lineage. Liu Jiacheng knew that Qin Feng was doing well in the capital, and even he looked good when talking about it.
"Zimo, we haven't seen you for so many years. Come on, let me toast you!" Qin Feng drank the glass of wine a little hastily, and his face was already a little red.
"Okay, back then we stole the second uncle's wine to drink. Who would dare to think that we could drink at the same table with the second uncle?" Liu Zimo also had a cheerful temperament. He picked up the wine glass and touched it with Qin Feng, and drank it all in one gulp.
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Qin Feng's drinking capacity was not small at first, but today he had something on his mind, and he was around his two closest people. He drank glass after glass of wine without restraint, and soon he was so drunk that he fell unconscious.
"Huh? Where am I?"
Early the next morning, Qin Feng woke up in a daze. Looking at the wooden roof, he couldn't help but be stunned for a while. It took him a while to remember the drunken incident yesterday.
When I supported my body with my arms, I felt a pain in my right side. I looked down and saw that new medicine had been put on my shoulder. It was cool and comfortable. It should be the old medicine Liu Erbo mentioned.
Lifting his feet out of bed, Qin Feng put on a piece of clothing and walked out of the house. He found himself in the Liu family's inner house, and in the courtyard in front, there was a burst of chants for exercise.
"Qin Feng, are you up?" Liu Zimo's voice came from behind.
"Zimo, how much did I drink yesterday?" Qin Feng turned around with a bitter smile.
"It's almost two pounds of bar. I can't even hold you back..."
Liu Zimo took out a towel from the washbasin at the door, wrung it out and handed it to Qin Feng, and said: "Madman, I know you are suffering, but don't drink like this again. For us martial arts practitioners, drinking is too harmful.
body……"
"I understand, Zimo, don't worry."
Qin Feng nodded, took the towel and wiped his face and said: "By the way, Zimo, it's not a holiday now, why did you come here from the United States?"
Qin Feng wanted to ask this question yesterday, but he forgot about it, and now he thought about it again.
"This year's Qingming festival, all the Liu family's descendants from home and abroad will come back. I just came back a few days early."
Liu Zimo smiled when he heard this and said: "I will probably go back around the 10th of next month. Qin Feng, everything is fine. I will go to the capital with you in a few days. I heard that my second uncle said that you are doing very well there."
"Okay……"
Qin Feng smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "Anyway, we are not short of money now. I bought more than ten sesame cakes from Lao Hu yesterday and ate them all in one go."
Qin Feng and Liu Zimo laughed at the same time when they recalled picking up food stamps and stealing food stamps from home in exchange for sesame cakes when they were young. Even after so many years, they could still feel the brotherly love without any utilitarianism.
"Zimo, I'm not qualified to participate in your ancestor worship meeting. Take me to worship at the old man's tomb later. Then you and I go to the capital for a few days. When we go to the United States, I'll see if we can
Go together……"
The reason why Qin Feng was able to establish a foothold in this small town back then was that Mr. Liu was very helpful to him.
Not to mention stealing skills from a teacher, the quilts in Qin Feng’s shabby house were actually given by Mr. Liu. For Qin Feng, who was not yet ten years old at the time, it was really a rebirth of kindness.
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"Okay, let me tell my second uncle that we will go to pay homage to grandpa soon, and then go to the capital!"
Liu Zimo was a little excited when he heard Qin Feng's words. He lived in Taiwan when he was very young. Although he had lived in this small town for three or four years, he had never been anywhere except Cangzhou.
After talking to Liu Jiacheng, Qin Feng and Liu Zimo brought a few bottles of wine and their own backpacks, and went to Mr. Liu's tomb to worship. After coming out of the Liu family's ancestral tomb, they did not go back to the town and sat down directly.
Got the bus bound for the capital.
"This capital is not as miserable as foreigners say."
Sitting in the taxi, looking at the high-rise buildings outside, Liu Zimo felt extremely fresh. All he heard abroad were slanderous words about China. When he came to the capital, the haze in his heart was instantly lifted.
After hearing Liu Zimo's words, Qin Feng suddenly laughed and said, "We fought with the American devils for several years and won. Can you expect them to say good things about us?"
"That's true. I'll buy a camera later and take pictures of all this." Liu Zimo clenched his fists hard. The blood of authentic Chinese people flowed in his veins. Naturally, he wanted to see the prosperity and strength of his motherland.
"This is the Panjiayuan you are talking about, dear, how many people there are?"
When the taxi stopped at the entrance of Panjiayuan, Liu Zimo, who was carrying a backpack with a few simple clothes, was immediately frightened by the sea of people in front of him.
As the capital of a large country with a population of more than one billion, Beijing has always had no shortage of tourists, and there is no distinction between low and peak seasons throughout the year. Countless tourists flock to the capital almost every day.
Today happened to be the weekend, and it was also the day when Panjiayuan's stalls opened. The whole Panjiayuan was crowded with people, and Liu Zimo swallowed hard. Even he suspected that with his body, it would be difficult to squeeze in.
"Qin Feng, look, is the sword in that man's hand real or fake? Is it sharpened?"
"Hey, there's also a candy maker and a clay figure maker over there, let's go in quickly!"
However, this scene also made Liu Zimo more and more excited. He kept pointing at and commenting on the people coming in and out. He could even look at the clay figurines in other people's hands for a long time.
"Hey, hey, Qin Feng, look."
Just after squeezing into Panjiayuan, Liu Zimo saw something interesting again. He grabbed Qin Feng and said, "Look at that man wearing women's clothes and taking out a woman's wallet."
"Men wearing women's clothes?"
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. He looked around and saw a very ordinary-looking man. He had just taken out a wallet from the pocket of the woman in front of him with two fingers.
"Damn it, is it a thief?" Liu Zimo, who was overly excited, also reacted at this time, roared and rushed over.
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