173: Chapter 170 Current Situation

"Those with different Daos cannot make plans together?"

"Correct! Brother Li, that is very insightful. That is exactly it..."

As he spoke, Third Master sighed again, his brows knitting together like a bitter melon, as if they were about to wring out bitter juice.

"Our people here can only control half of Chinatown. The other half isn't under our jurisdiction; that is the territory of other Gang branches. I don't know if you've been to their territory recently, but if you have, you'd know.

The things they do there are quite despicable. In the past, everyone banded together to deal with outsiders, but they, on the other hand, bite the hand that feeds them. Finding they couldn't beat the outsiders, they started bullying their own people.

Especially the tourists who come here; once they get involved with them, if they don't have money, they pay with their lives."

"And that's considered the good part. Those Gangs created by the remnants of the bald-headed faction, like Dong'an and Fuqing, do even more despicable things. In South America, they shoot and kill compatriots every year over protection money. I, an old man, can't stand what they do, and my boss can't stand it even more.

Fortunately, there are very few people from those scumbags like Dong'an and Fuqing here, otherwise, we would love to wipe them out directly!"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng frowned. He did know that the Gangs of the past had indeed contributed a lot to the War of Resistance.

But right now, it truly confirms that saying: a dog cannot change its habit of eating feces!

"Is the one next to you a Hongmen branch? What dirty deeds have they done?" Li Changsheng asked.

"They aren't really a branch. They belong to the Xinyi Society, which split off from the Triad established by early Qing Gang and Hongmen Disciples.

They are still considered decent; they haven't done anything that harms lives.

But they collect plenty of protection money and fleece tourists often. Over there, you'll find all sorts of consumption traps; the advertised price is one thing, but the actual requested price is another.

But this is still considered good, at least it's much better than other places. Of course, this is also because our boss and their boss have discussed it, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to just watch."

Third Master started tapping his pipe as he spoke. It was his habit to tap things when thinking; earlier, Li Changsheng had seen him tapping the tune of 'Shanghai Nights' with his fingers.

"And what about you?"

"Us? The work we do isn't much better than theirs, but we never target our compatriots. We don't collect protection money, we don't fleece tourists, and we certainly don't sell goods to our compatriots.

Our goods are all sold to those Black and White people. As for others, as long as they aren't our compatriots, if they want them, we will sell to them.

However, if they turn around and sell them to our Xia people, we kill them immediately. This has happened quite a few times in the past. After making those few guys disappear, they became honest in their cooperation with us, and they have to confirm whether someone is a Xia person before distributing goods."

Third Master smiled faintly, his face showing his own pride and persistence.

"Heh, then wouldn't the addicted Xia people living here hate you to death?" Li Changsheng teased.

"Heh, it's good if they hate me. I can just help them quit."

Third Master also smiled. Such situations weren't non-existent, but he always had his underlings lock those scumbags in a dark room for a few days, considering it a form of rehabilitation.

"Sigh, actually I also know that Gangs like the Xinyi Society end up bullying compatriots because it's really hard to get by overseas.

By the way, Brother Li, in your impression, what do you think of Hongmen's strength?"

Facing Third Master's counter-question, Li Changsheng began to recall his past impressions.

After a moment of thought, he said: "An existence ranked among the top globally, with immense influence, not to be underestimated."

This was based on Li Changsheng's previous impression. Of course, now that he had heard so much from Third Master, he vaguely felt that the situation of overseas Xia Gangs seemed very grim.

"Hmm, that's ancient history from many years ago. At that time, our Hongmen ranked second, second only to the Rothschild Family, a power with the Family as its core, and they are the big bosses behind the Federal Reserve.

And following the passing of the former Grand Helmsman, Helmsman Lin, in Honolulu, although the total number of Gang members once expanded to one million.

Yet, with his passing, these forces, which were already scattered across the globe, slowly turned into loose sand.

Without the ability to concentrate power, naturally, they couldn't compete with many local Gangs and forces.

Now, many of our Xia Gangs here in the US can only engage in the business of bullying compatriots because they can't afford to provoke outsiders, and the easiest targets are their own compatriots.

Here, our boss can protect the compatriots in this area, but elsewhere, defrauding tourist compatriots, and even robbing and kidnapping international students, is common.

And some Gangs even rely on large local Gangs, willingly acting as their lackeys to help traffic tourists and students.

Some female students are even sold by them to Mexico; they are truly a group of things worse than pigs or dogs!"

Third Master was already gnashing his teeth as he spoke, and Li Changsheng listened, his hands clenching until they creaked.

He knew very well what kind of place Mexico was; women sold there only faced one outcome.

"And the ridiculous thing is, in the past, the Gangs here protected their compatriots, but now because of these Gangs, some compatriots have started to seek help from the local FBI.

There have even been quite a few instances where the FBI cracked down on Gangs and resolved issues for students and tourists; it's really too ridiculous!"

As he spoke, Third Master burst into laughter, and by the end, he couldn't help but let tears stream down.

Li Changsheng couldn't help but lament: will the boy who slays the Dragon eventually turn into an evil Dragon?

"Third Master, you didn't just come to tell me these things today, right? Speak, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

After Third Master finished laughing, Li Changsheng asked in a deep voice.

The other party had laid so much groundwork; he felt this matter wasn't simple.

Hearing this, Third Master straightened his posture slightly.

It was already ten o'clock at night before they knew it, and from outside, one could occasionally hear the roar of motorcycles from delinquent youths and the sound of explosive music blasting through the streets.

But the sounds were still far away; of course, no delinquent youth dared to blast through the streets here.

"Brother Li, my boss wants to see you." Third Master took a deep breath and said.

Hearing this, Li Changsheng frowned slightly and said calmly: "Old Zhang probably doesn't know about this, right? And your boss, that is, Old Zhang's son, should have known about me for a long time.

He wants to see me now; is it because of something you said?"

"I..."

"Do you think I won't kill you?"

Before Third Master could finish speaking, Li Changsheng had already gripped his neck with one hand.

Seeing this, Old Seven in the distance made a move to draw his gun.

"Old Seven! Stop!"

Third Master shouted sharply. His expression didn't change much; after all, he was used to life and death. At this moment, the old man was extremely calm, looking straight into Li Changsheng's cold and piercing gaze.

"Brother Li, I have no intention of dragging you into this. My boss doesn't have any other meaning, he just wants to invite you to his home to sit for a while and have some tea."

Li Changsheng didn't make a sound; he just silently withdrew his hand.

Having tea? Who are you trying to fool?