Qin Fenghun didn't pay attention to Yamamoto's threat. His current status was just a small figure. If the sky fell, he would still have big bosses like Chen Shihao to support him.
"Their economy was relatively good in the past few years, and their starting point for entering Europe and the United States was relatively high, so their influence in these countries is relatively greater than that of the Chinese."
Chen Shihao sighed after hearing this. In foreign countries, whether a race can be respected is entirely determined by economics. The Jews were massacred so violently back then, but they are still thriving in the world's financial circles.
The same is true for Japan. Since World War II, they have vigorously developed their economy and squeezed into European and American countries through many means such as automobile trade. They once almost forced some European and American automobile industries to go bankrupt.
With a relatively complete legal system, the Japanese achieved great success in their economic aggression and won the respect of European and American entrepreneurs. Relatively speaking, the Chinese have made relatively few achievements in these areas.
"Does the Yamaguchi-gumi also have a casino business in Las Vegas?"
Qin Feng asked casually. He was taught by the old angry young man Zai, so he naturally didn't like the Japanese. If there was a chance in the Gambling King Competition, he wouldn't mind killing the Japanese contestants.
"Yes, there are shares of the Yamaguchi-gumi in the Caesars Palace Casino."
Chen Shihao nodded and said: "But they are not the controlling party. In addition, they also have some casinos in Japan and Thailand, but they are all dependent on others, and they do not have a controlling casino..."
"Is there any difference? Does the Yamaguchi-gumi want to get involved in the operation and management of the casino?" Qin Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "Don't they have control over the casinos in Japan?"
"Japan's casinos are their own, but gambling is illegal in Japan."
Chen Shihao smiled and said: "Qin Feng, you haven't figured it out yet. For the Yamaguchi group, although the profits of the casino are huge, they are still much worse than their drugs and other businesses...
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"Then why doesn't the Yamaguchi group continue to be in the drug business and insist on squeezing into the gambling industry?" Qin Feng was really confused. As the saying goes, there are specialties in the industry. If Qin Feng himself, he would definitely do something he is familiar with.
"Money laundering!" Chen Shihao didn't sell it, but gave the answer directly.
"Money laundering? I understand!" Qin Feng suddenly understood after hearing these two words from Chen Shihao's mouth.
Money laundering refers to the process of legalizing it through various means in order to conceal the true source and existence of criminal income. These criminal activities mainly include: drug trafficking, smuggling, fraud, corruption, bribery, tax evasion, etc.
The Yamaguchi-gumi are basically involved in all of the criminal activities listed above. In order to launder the money in the crime scene and use it for legal investment, they must have a reasonable money laundering channel.
"These people enter the gambling industry largely to launder money..."
Chen Shihao emphasized: "If they can control a casino, they can launder their tens of billions of dollars in black money every year through the casino. This is why they have always wanted to control the casino..."
"Brother Hao, will Mr. He's casino be involved in money laundering?" Qin Feng thought about it thoughtfully and asked.
"As long as it's a casino, how many people can have clean butts?"
Chen Shihao lowered his voice and said: "Back when Uncle Han was gambling on the Oriental Princess, he helped launder money for overseas Hongmen...
Otherwise, you would think that this old man came to Las Vegas to gamble for three days and three nights and won tens of millions of dollars. The people in the casino here dare not touch Uncle Han. Isn't it because of the power of the Hongmen?"
"Is there such a thing?"
Qin Feng has gained a lot of experience now. He did not expect that the gambling saint Ye Han also has a connection with Hongmen. But if you think about it carefully, when the super rich people started their careers, they were probably more or less related to people on the road.
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"Okay, brother, go up and have a rest. I'll have someone call you at noon."
Seeing that Qin Feng was full, Chen Shihao said: "Since Yamamoto appears here, the mafia will also know about it, and I'm afraid we won't be the only ones they invite...
Mafia people are famous for being unreasonable, and they all come from Italian families and are very united. Although the people who died should only be people from peripheral organizations, Chen Shihao knew that they probably would not give up.
Moreover, Chen Shihao vaguely felt that the Mafia would take this opportunity to give them some warnings. After all, Las Vegas is their traditional territory. If many forces start a war here, they will be the ones who suffer the most.
"Grandma, what kind of gambling competition is this? It's just a gang meeting..."
After hearing what Chen Shihao said, Qin Feng was a little speechless. It seemed that "gambling" was really not something that ordinary people could play. No wonder top Chinese rich people like Li Chaoren had never been involved in the gambling industry.
"Brother, Brother Hao, I can't compare with them, so I just hope to show my face in the Gambling King Competition."
Hearing Qin Feng's muttering, Chen Shihao couldn't help but laugh. Although this was his first time participating in the Gambling King Competition, he also had some friends in Hongmen overseas, so naturally what was going on.
The annual Gambling King Competition seems to be peaceful, but behind it, there are unknown how many forces are fighting.
Over the past ten years or so, there have probably been more than a dozen gambling king-level gambling masters from various countries who have died under assassination. They are all victims of gang wars.
Chen Shihao suddenly pointed to a car on the road outside the window and said, "Did you see those people standing next to the car outside?"
"I saw it, they must be the police, right?"
Qin Feng followed Chen Shihao's finger and looked. The police at home and abroad are actually the same. Even if they are not wearing police uniforms, they can easily be taken out.!
"That's right, during the Gambling King Contest, in addition to the federal police, police from many states will also be mobilized."
Chen Shihao nodded and said: "So there is no need to worry about large-scale armed fighting. However, things like yesterday are difficult to prevent. It is best for you to go out less during this period..."
"Brother Hao, I understand, don't worry, even if I go out, they won't recognize me."
It is very easy for Qin Feng to change his appearance if he has the art of disguise. In addition, there are not many Asians coming to Las Vegas this time. Qin Feng only needs to sneak into the crowd, even if the Central Committee of the United States
It was useless even if people from the Intelligence Bureau came.
"Let's go to the hotel where Liu Zimo and the others are staying after we finish our work at noon." Qin Feng, who returned to the room, originally wanted to see Liu Zimo, but after thinking of Chen Shihao's words, he still didn't go out.
But Qin Feng didn't know that Liu Zimo was not in the hotel at the moment. He rushed to the Las Vegas Airport at around seven o'clock in the morning and brought two buses from the travel company.
When Qin Feng had just returned to the room after breakfast, a special plane from San Francisco landed at the Las Vegas airport. More than a hundred young people in suits and sunglasses filed out of the airport exit.
Walked out.
Walking at the front of these young people was a skinny old man in his fifties, wearing a double-breasted robe made of silk and satin, standing in the middle of a group of burly men, which was very eye-catching.
"Uncle Bai, here I am." Seeing the old man, Liu Zimo shouted loudly, standing at the pick-up place and waving his arms repeatedly.
"Little bastard, you are stuck there like a telegraph pole, can I not see you?"
The old man walked up to Liu Zimo, slapped him hard on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I was worried that I couldn't find a reason to come to Las Vegas. You kid can do it. Let's go with those Italian guys first.
Already?"
"Uncle Bai, it's probably either their core members or just a few black people."
Liu Zimo scratched his head, looked at the brothers in the gang who were still going out, and couldn't help but said: "Uncle Bai, just for this trivial matter of mine, are you going to send out so many brothers?"
When he received a call from Uncle Bai asking him to prepare two buses, Liu Zimo was shocked. Did Hongmen want to start a war with the mafia?
"That doesn't mean anything to you."
Uncle Bai waved his finger at the people behind him and pointed to the bus parked outside the airport. The young men immediately filed into the bus, leaving only seven or eight people gathered around Uncle Bai.
"Uncle Bai, you have created such a big battle, which makes me feel uneasy."
Liu Zimo was already a little confused at this time. Although he knew that his father had a close relationship with Uncle Bai, who was in charge of "Yi" Zitang, he wouldn't make such a big fuss because of their personal relationship, right?
The eight halls in the Hongmen are arranged according to benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith, plus the punishment hall, the middle hall and the sitting hall. Each hall has a hall leader, which can be said to be the highest leadership body of millions of Hongmen disciples.
Among them, Yizitang is specifically responsible for foreign conquests. Most of Hongmen's overseas properties are created by Yizitang.
Therefore, Liu Zimo knew that Uncle Bai, who was the leader of Yizi Hall, could not move easily. Even he came out this time, which meant that Hongmen was about to make big moves.
"Let's go, do you feel comfortable standing there and being stared at?"
Uncle Bai did not answer Liu Zimo's words, but glanced at the four or five people who came out behind them, and walked straight to the bus outside.
"Is it the American police?" Liu Zimo quickly followed.
"It's the FBI..."
Uncle Bai said with a half-smile: "The federal police are not high enough to supervise us. Even the Mafia is under the radar of the FBI. We can't be too low-level."
"That's it, Uncle Bai, if you take action personally, I'm afraid Bill Clinton won't even be able to sleep well."
Liu Zimo followed and flattered him, but what he said was somewhat true. The full name of FBI translated into Chinese is the FBI of the United States, and their head is directly responsible to the President of the United States.
"Go away and get everyone settled quickly. We have something to do at noon."
Ever since the massive firefight in New York that year, the FBI had listed Uncle Bai as a key surveillance target. He had long been accustomed to having people from the FBI around him, and he completely regarded those people as nothing.
The United States respects the law. Even though they collected a roomful of information about Uncle Bai, they could not find any direct evidence to prove that Uncle Bai had violated American law, so they could only follow behind and act as a bodyguard.
Although Las Vegas is not Hongmen's traditional territory, Hongmen, one of the three major gangs in the United States, still has enough background. The two buses did not drive into Las Vegas, but stopped.
At the gate of a manor on the outskirts of the city.
This manor, which occupies a large area, is Hongmen's property in Las Vegas. It can accommodate one or two hundred people without any problem. Moreover, there are enough firearms in the manor, and a similar army can be drawn out at any time.
The team is coming.
In the United States, it is legal to own guns, and private property is sacred and inviolable. Even if the President of the United States comes here and the owner does not want to, he will not want to enter this manor.
So at the gate of the manor, several police cars were parked there as if facing an enemy. When the people inside did not show any signs of committing crimes, they could only wait here.
The Hongmen men suddenly came to Las Vegas, but it affected the nerves of many people. Almost at the moment when the special plane landed in Las Vegas, all the gang bosses in Las Vegas were
