"Brother, something happened yesterday. Don't go out if you have nothing to do these days."
Early the next morning, Chen Shihao knocked on Qin Feng's room and said with a serious face: "Four members of a local gang were killed, and it seemed that they even used guns. The other party has offered a reward to find the murderer.
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"Brother Hao, what's going on? Please explain it clearly..."
Qin Feng blinked his eyes and said pretending to be confused: "Since you are out to hang out these days, you have to be aware of being killed. Is it such a fuss about a few people dying?"
"Brother, are you just sitting and talking without your back hurting? Which gang will let go when someone dies?"
Chen Shihao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said: "If someone in the gang dies and the boss doesn't care about it, then the gang will not be able to exist. Brother, this is a matter of face, do you understand?"
"That's true." Qin Feng nodded and said, "Brother Hao, what gang is responsible for the death? Does it have anything to do with us?"
"It's a mafia branch in Las Vegas."
Speaking of specific things, Chen Shihao couldn't help showing a look of gloating on his face, and said: "These people usually do extortion or kidnapping, but this time I don't know who they met, and four of them were killed.
One had his head blown open by a Desert Eagle, and two had their necks strangled and their carotid arteries cut with a knife. These three deaths were considered normal.
The last person died in the most bizarre way. I don’t know what was used to poke a big hole in his chest. According to the police’s autopsy, they actually said that newspaper crumbs were found in the wound. Don’t you think this is a joke?”
Unlike Chinese organizations that spread all over the world, the Mafia's sphere of influence is in some European and American countries except for Italy. They wanted to develop in the East, but after running into several walls, they could only return in frustration.
With such a festival, gangs and mafia in Asia have never dealt with it very well, so after hearing that the mafia people suffered a loss, Chen Shihao looked gloating.
"It's really not a joke, that man's wounds were caused by his brothers..."
Qin Feng also laughed, but he couldn't say this to Chen Shihao. Yesterday's newspaper had been burned by him long ago. Not to mention, the printing quality of foreigners' newspapers was good, but the color printing paper was not
How much blood is stained.
"Brother Hao, does this have anything to do with us? They won't bite people like crazy dogs, right?"
Qin Feng thought for a moment and asked. He also wanted to find out the clues of the killer organization, but he couldn't do anything while hiding in the hotel.
Chen Shihao shook his head, stared into Qin Feng's eyes, and said: "The man who did it yesterday did his job very neatly, and there shouldn't be many people there. He must have been a gang outside Las Vegas.
Now, both the police and the gangs who have died are keeping their eyes on us. It’s better to be careful and don’t let them take advantage of it..."
As a gangster in the Macao Island Casino with a reputation as good as Las Vegas, Chen Shihao's every move has indeed attracted much attention from Americans. Not only are local and American gangs involved, but also the eyes of Interpol.
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All people entering the country through regular channels have long been checked and monitored one by one by the relevant departments in the United States. If Qin Feng had not changed his appearance yesterday, I am afraid there would be people following him.
Chen Shihao knew that Qin Feng was not a good person, and his attacks were extremely ruthless. To be honest, he even suspected that Qin Feng was responsible for what happened yesterday, so he knocked on Qin Feng's door early in the morning.
"Okay. I understand. If you go out, you will definitely be careful."
Qin Feng nodded noncommittally. He came to Las Vegas this time just to promise to help Chen Shihao win the title of gambling king. The relationship between the two is cooperation, not his subordinates.
"That's good."
Chen Shihao also knew about his relationship with Qin Feng, and immediately said: "Brother, I am going to meet a big boss of a local gang in Las Vegas at noon. Do you want to go with me?"
"The gang that happened yesterday?"
Qin Feng frowned when he heard this and said, "Everyone is staring at them now. Isn't it not good for you to meet them now?"
"The only problem is that I'm missing. They called me in my room at six o'clock in the morning."
Chen Shihao smiled bitterly and said: "If we don't meet, they will not only think that there is something wrong with us, but also seem to be afraid of them. I have to go and meet..."
Although the organizational structures of gangs in various countries are different, everyone has to save face when they are on the road. Now the local gang invites Chen Shihao to meet and discuss the situation. Even if he knows that he is facing a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, Chen Shihao has to go.
"Where shall we meet?" Qin Feng asked. He had nothing to do anyway, so it would be good to meet his foreign colleagues.
"The time is decided by them, and the location is decided by us. It's in the coffee shop of this hotel..."
Chen Shihao is not a brainless person. Although he brought ten or twenty gunmen to the United States, they were not used to fight with American gangsters. He chose a hotel cafe to negotiate. Regardless of whether he could reach an agreement, both parties would not
Conflict occurred.
"Okay, Brother Hao, I'll go with you at noon."
Qin Feng nodded and agreed. Although Liu Zimo and others were the cause of yesterday's incident, Qin Feng also took action. Moreover, he and Liu Zimo were brothers, so it was appropriate for him to take care of everything.
"Come on, let's go have some breakfast. The catering at the MGM Hotel is pretty good."
Seeing that Qin Feng agreed, Chen Shihao was also very happy. He knew that Qin Feng looked harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but in fact he was not a good person. I am afraid that the most capable person on his side is also under Qin Feng.
Less than three rounds to go.
In addition to ordinary tourists, the recent guests staying at the MGM Hotel are people related to the Gambling King Contest.
And these people seemed to know what happened last night. During breakfast, many people were looking at each other, as if they wanted to see some clues from some people's faces.
Qin Feng didn't care so much. He was busy until eleven or twelve o'clock at night yesterday. When he got back to the hotel, he didn't order a midnight snack. He must have been really hungry, so he ate up two plates of food.
"Uncultured, too rude..."
Qin Feng's behavior seemed to make the people at the table next to him a little unhappy. A slightly contemptuous voice rang out, and the language used by the other party was Japanese.
"It's rude to comment on others behind their backs, right?"
Qin Feng raised his head and glanced at the Japanese man in his thirties at the opposite table, and said: "Food is the foundation given by God for our survival. This is my respect for food. What do you know?"
"Huh? Young people, you need to be humble."
The Japanese looked at Chen Shihao unhappily and said, "Ms. Chen, your subordinates don't seem to understand what gentlemanly manners are..."
"Oh, it turns out they are here for Brother Hao." The Japanese attitude made Qin Feng understand. The other party probably wanted to find trouble with Chen Shihao, and he was just shot while lying down.
"Subordinate? No, he is my brother..."
Chen Shihao curled his lips and said in fluent Japanese, "Yamamoto, why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? You are obviously a gangster, how can you be a gentleman?"
Chen Shihao's performance made Qin Feng, who had just stuffed a piece of sausage into his mouth, almost spit it out. He had never seen such a strong side of Chen Shihao.
“Japan’s Yamaguchi-gumi?”
Qin Feng swallowed the sausage with great effort, glanced at the man, and said to Chen Shihao: "Brother Hao, in today's little Japan, women are more powerful and can export AV culture, but this man seems useless?
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Due to historical reasons, almost no team in Southeast Asia has a good impression of Japan. Qin Feng deliberately said this in Japanese, which made the Japanese's forehead veins exposed.
"Baga, what qualifications do you have to comment on our Yamato nation?"
The Japanese man named Yamamoto pressed his hands on the table and fixed his eyes on Qin Feng. If he hadn't taken the situation into consideration, he might have pounced on him.
"The United States is a country with freedom of speech. What I want to say does not seem to need your consent, right?"
Qin Feng glanced at the Japanese, turned sideways and smiled at Chen Shihao: "Brother Hao, I just saw a Japanese romance movie a few days ago. It seemed to be a love story between a son and his mother. This country is simply too weird.
It’s over!”
"That's right, Japan is a perverted nation. They look sanctimonious during the day, but they turn into beasts at night, haha..."
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Chen Shihao couldn't help laughing loudly. He and the Yamamoto in front of him had an old grudge, and now that they met, he was naturally ridiculed to the fullest.
"Baga, Chen, if you have the ability, we'll see you at the Gambling King Competition!"
The Japanese man's face turned red as he was ridiculed by Qin and Feng. He grabbed the round dining table with both hands and suppressed his inner excitement. He knew that this was not a good place to do anything.
"Whether you can win the title of Gambling King or not..." Chen Shihao snorted coldly and said, "Ao Island is not a place that your Yamaguchi group can get involved in."
The Yamaguchi-gumi, like the Hongmen and the Mafia, are one of the largest gangs in the world. However, because of the war more than fifty years ago, the Yamaguchi-gumi has developed far better in the United States and Europe than in Southeast Asia.
When Ye Han established the Princess gambling ship, the Yamaguchi-gumi intended to take the opportunity to infiltrate its power into Hong Kong and Macao, but Ye Han refused.
However, the Yamaguchi-gumi persisted in their evil intentions, and later wanted to get involved in the gambling industry on Ao Island. However, Chen Shihao, Beng Yaju, Gambling King and others joined forces to cut off the black hands that had penetrated into Ao Island. As a result, Chen Shihao also joined forces with the Yamaguchi-gumi.
A bridge was formed.
"Hmph, let's wait and see, I will ask you to ask me for cooperation..." Yamamoto glared at Chen Shihao, did not continue to eat breakfast on the table, stood up and left the restaurant. (To be continued...)
