"Brother Wu, let's go. Someone is inviting us to dinner at noon. Don't let us guests arrive too late."
Just after 11:30, Chen Shihao knocked on Qin Feng's door, followed by A Kun and others. It was obvious that there were weapons hidden in the bulges around his waist.
"Be prepared, Akun and the others have gun licenses in the United States."
Seeing Qin Feng's eyes, Chen Shihao smiled. When dealing with the mafia gang, you must be careful. If those people go crazy and attack in public, wouldn't you suffer immediate consequences if you don't bring weapons?
"Brother Hao, do you think the mafia would use their guns when there are so many police officers watching?" Qin Feng shook his head, straightened his face in the mirror of the wardrobe at the door, and then followed Chen Shihao out of the room.
"It's better to be on guard against some things."
Chen Shihao said as he walked: "Those people in the mafia are famous for not following the rules. If they really send out gunmen, there is nothing you can do against them if you don't know what to do afterwards."
After spending decades in the world, Chen Shihao still lives very comfortably, relying on caution. No matter what he does, he must first ensure his own safety.
"Brother Hao, you can talk to them later, I'll just sit back and listen."
When he walked to the corner of the corridor, Qin Feng lowered his head habitually. As early as the first day he moved in, Qin Feng discovered that there were cameras in every corner of the hotel.
"Actually, there is no need for me to talk to them today."
Chen Shihao chuckled and said: "The Mafia is great in Europe and the United States, but we Chinese are not jealous. Just wait and see the hot lots later..."
"Huh? Brother Hao, what happened?"
When Qin Feng had breakfast with Chen Shihao in the morning, he noticed a sad look on his eyebrows. Within a few hours, Chen Shihao was not worried about the noon negotiation at all.
"You'll know later..." Chen Shihao pretended to be mysterious and shook his head, but refused to say more.
The location chosen by Chen Shihao was in the western restaurant on the third floor of the hotel. This was an Italian-style western restaurant, so no one in the mafia had any objection to choosing this place.
"Chen, I'm sorry for inviting you here..."
Arriving at the door of the Italian restaurant, an Italian man about thirty-four or five years old was already waiting there.
After seeing Chen Shihao and others, the Italian immediately greeted them, but his attitude was very gentlemanly and did not reveal the notorious side of the Mafia.
"Alfonso, I didn't expect it was you."
Seeing this man, Chen Shihao was a little surprised. Then he laughed and said: "You are the only reasonable person in your mafia. I think things will be easier to handle today..."
"NO, old friend, we only talk sense to our friends. We use shotguns to deal with our enemies!"
Alfonso seemed to be an old acquaintance with Chen Shihao. He even hugged Chen Shihao, turned sideways and said: "I'm not here alone today, Alessandro is here too. Chen, give me some face. Don't be here."
A conflict occurred..."
"What? Alejandro, the mad dog, is here too?"
Chen Shihao, who was originally friendly, suddenly stared when he heard the name and said: "Alfonso, are you crazy? Why did you send him to Las Vegas? Do you want to learn from Mussolini?
, another world war?”
"The old man wants him to come, what can I do?"
Alfonso laughed bitterly when he heard this, shook his head and said: "Alessandro's temper is much better than before. He probably won't take the initiative to provoke you. Just don't provoke him."
"I won't provoke a mad dog." Chen Shihao muttered, but obviously lowered his voice.
"Okay, Chen, you go and sit inside, I have a few guests to greet!"
Alfonso politely called a restaurant waiter and asked him to lead Chen Shihao and others in. Today he has booked the restaurant. Except for those invited by the mafia, there will be no other guests.
Already.
"Damn Italians, I'm obviously talking about the cafe on the second floor..."
After entering the restaurant, Chen Shihao couldn't help but cursed in Cantonese, "I hate eating spaghetti. Damn it, that guy Alfonso must have done it on purpose."
"Brother Hao, who was that just now? Who was Alessandro he was talking about?"
Qin Feng, who was following behind, asked with some confusion. Their conversation just now was in English. Qin Feng understood it completely, but he was confused about the content.
"That was Alfonso just now. He is the third son of the leader of the largest mafia organization in New York."
Chen Shihao looked back at Alfonso who was standing at the door, and said in a low voice: "This guy is just a smiling tiger. He is very polite to everyone, but he is also a character who doesn't spit out bones when he eats people. You'd better not have anything to do with him."
Dealing with..."
"Can I deal with him?" Qin Feng rolled his eyes when he heard this. In Alfonso's eyes, he is probably just a pony of Chen Shihao.
"Brother Hao, what about Alessandro?"
Qin Feng asked again. He could see that Chen Shihao seemed a bit repelled by the name. When he mentioned Alessandro, his expression was a little angry.
"That's Alfonso's brother, that guy is a lunatic!"
Under the leadership of the waiter, several people were arranged to sit down in the middle left seat of the restaurant. Chen Shihao raised his head and looked around, and then said: "Alessandro is the youngest son of the godfather of their mafia.
, I have been spoiled since childhood and have a very violent personality. I have always stayed in Italy. I don’t know why I came to the United States this time..."
Chen Shihao didn't have a good impression of Alessandro because he had a history with him, and it was Chen Shihao who suffered the loss.
It was in Hong Kong Island the year before last. Chen Shihao was invited by the Xiang brothers in Hong Kong Island to attend a dinner organized by a Taoist figure.
After arriving, Chen Shihao discovered that the Xiang brothers were hosting two young men from Italy. They were half-brothers, Alfonso and Alessandro.
After the banquet, Alfonso behaved very appropriately, but Alejandro was extremely arrogant. He publicly accused the Hong Kong and Macao gangs of being incompetent, and his subordinates were a bunch of weak soldiers who could not keep up with the development trend of the world's gangs.
The Xiang brothers' status in Hong Kong Island is similar to that of Chen Shihao in Australia. They originally welcomed these two colleagues from Italy with kindness, but they didn't expect to be pointed in the nose and scolded.
The Xiang brothers were not good-tempered people either. At that time, seven or eight guns were pointed at Alessandro's head.
Who knew that Alejandro was not afraid at all, and even taunted the Xiang brothers that they only knew how to play with guns. If he tried, he would definitely beat up the Hong Kong gangsters.
As the leaders of gangs in Hong Kong, how could the Xiang brothers afford to disgrace this man? They immediately asked their subordinates to put away their guns, and sent out their gang's double red sticks to compete with Alessandro.
But what neither the Xiang brothers nor Chen Shihao expected was that Alejandro was proficient in Western free fighting, and his attacks were very ferocious. In just five minutes, he beat away the two men sent by the Xiang brothers.
.!
The victory of the two contests made Alejandro become more and more arrogant, and he scolded Chen Shihao from Ao Island in his words. This made Brother Hao, who was originally prepared to sit back and watch the fight between tigers, unable to sit still.
It's just that Brother Hao's men couldn't defeat Alejandro. In the end, the banquet ended on an unhappy note. Both the Xiang brothers as the hosts and Chen Shihao as the guests felt that they were embarrassed.
Light.
But the next day, Alfonso hosted the Xiang brothers and Chen Shihao for a banquet on Hong Kong Island.
During the dinner, Alfonso apologized to several people, saying that his brother was too advocating violence and believed that only violence could solve all troubles. After yesterday's incident, he was recalled to New York by the old man.
Although Alfonso expressed the mafia's apology and proposed to several people his intention to come to Hong Kong and Macao for development, the Xiang brothers and Chen Shihao naturally refused to accept it after what happened yesterday.
Being boycotted by the bosses from both Hong Kong and Island at the same time, the outcome of the Mafia's trip to the East can be imagined. In the end, Alfonso could only return to the United States angrily. It is unknown whether he complained to his own master after returning.
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That's why Chen Shihao had such a headache when he heard that Alejandro came to Las Vegas, because this guy is a guy who doesn't play by common sense. Who knows what he will do in today's negotiations?
Something extraordinary happens.
Back then, in Hong Kong Island, it was half of Chen Shihao's home field. Now in Las Vegas, the situation is reversed. The United States has always been the traditional sphere of influence of the Mafia.
"Brother Hao, do you want to call some more brothers over?"
A Kun, who was sitting next to Chen Shihao, was a little unnatural. He was the one who lost to Alessandro back then. That guy was just a savage bear. He didn't react at all when he was hit by fists and kicks. And with one heavy punch from him, he was knocked out.
A Kun was vomiting blood.
"No, we are not the protagonists today..." Chen Shihao suddenly thought of something, and his originally nervous expression suddenly softened.
"Alfonso, let someone serve the food. We won't have time to eat later." Chen Shihao shouted to Alfonso at the door.
“You Chinese just know how to eat!”
Before Chen Shihao finished speaking, Yamamoto, whom he had seen at breakfast, walked into the restaurant, followed by four or five people, staring at Chen Shihao and others with unkind expressions.
Chen Shihao glanced at Yamamoto with disdain, shook his head and said, "You can't even eat, what's the difference between you and uncivilized beasts?"
"Baga, are you provoking me?"
There was a fierce glint in Yamamoto's eyes. He was the person in charge of the Yamaguchi-gumi in the United States, and he felt that his status was much more noble than that of Chen Shihao, who was entrenched in one place.
"So what if I provoke you? Yamamoto, if you are not convinced, you can go to Ao Island to find me!"
Chen Shihao burst into flames. When the Yamaguchi-gumi wanted to develop their power on Ao Island, they had fought with real swords and guns, and they had already formed an incomprehensible hatred.
"Oh, it's so lively. Keep going. Keep going. I'm just passing by."
Just when Chen Shihao and Yamamoto were glaring at each other, an English voice with a Mexican flavor rang out, and then seven or eight people walked into the restaurant in a swaggering manner.
"Mexican gangsters?"
Seeing the style of the visitor's dress, Chen Shihao sat back slowly and said: "Yamamoto, I'm here to participate in the Gambling King Competition this time. If you have the ability, let's see who among us can win the title of Gambling King..."
"Okay!" Yamamoto's eyes flashed and he said: "If you lose, our Yamaguchi group will establish a branch on Ao Island..."
"Then what if you lose?"
Chen Shihao knew that since there was a bet, there must be corresponding bets. If the conditions offered by Yamamoto were not equal, he had the right to reject the other party.
"We have a 6% stake in the Genting Casino in Malaysia." Yamamoto said, "If your people win, the 6% stake will be yours!"
"Genting Casino? Are you betting on the shares of Genting Casino?" Even Chen Shihao, who has seen the world, was still surprised.
You must know that Genting Casino is the only legal casino in Malaysia. Its scale and momentum are even greater than Lisboa. Of course, due to geographical restrictions, its business cannot be compared with that of Macao Island Casino.
But even so, the 6% stake in Genting Casino is worth more than hundreds of millions of dollars. In order to penetrate into the island as soon as possible, the Yamaguchi-gumi made a heavy bet.
"How about it? Do you want to bet or not?"
Yamamoto looked at Chen Shihao arrogantly. The Yamaguchi group also received the news that gambling licenses will be re-issued after the return of Ao Island, so they are more urgent than ever to enter Ao Island.
"Bet!" Chen Shihao gritted his teeth and said, "If your people are ranked higher than mine, I will give up the new island to you!"
The new island that Chen Shihao refers to is the land reclaimed from the sea on Ao Island. It is also a place that is being developed recently. The area is several times the original area of Ao Island. If you give up this land, you will also get the 6% share.
Already.
"It's really boring, that's all you Orientals can say." Seeing that Chen Shihao and Yamamoto didn't fight, the Mexicans were quite bored.
"Brother Hao, who are they?" Qin Feng asked in a low voice. He knew all the domestic sects well, but he didn't know any of these international gangs.
Chen Shihao glanced at those people and said: "They are members of the Mexican gang. They are mainly engaged in drug business, and they also kidnap..."
Drug trafficking is a repertoire of the U.S.-Mexico border, with more than 100 million U.S. dollars of drugs entering the United States from here every year, while kidnapping is a traditional game of Mexican gangs. Kidnapping here is second only to Colombia, ranking second in the world.
In this environment, Mexican gangs sprang up, which are also a group of lawless guys. They even dared to hijack the car of the Spanish ambassador to Mexico when King Carlos of Spain officially visited Mexico.
Although the Mexican gang started a little late, there are many ideal and ambitious people in the gang. In order to better develop the gang business, they are very open-minded to learn and form a brotherly relationship with the Mafia. The two are very close.
"Oh, Gonzalez, my friend, why are you sitting with these Orientals?"
Chen Shihao had just finished introducing the Mexican gang to Qin Feng when a hoarse voice rang out. It was hard to believe that this voice came from the throat of a burly man nearly 1.9 meters tall.
"He is Alessandro. I heard that his throat was injured..."
Looking at Alejandro appearing in the restaurant, Chen Shihao's expression was a little complicated. If he had known that he would come, Chen Shihao would never have humiliated himself.
"I heard that several good brothers were killed. Let me see what happened?"
The Mexican named Gonzalez stood up, hugged Alejandro warmly, and made it clear that he was here to support the Mafia.
