Chapter 135: Thugs

Two non-mainstream thugs, with hair dyed yellow and green, wearing clothes with holes and patches, and hands in their pockets, thinking they were very handsome, stood in front of Ye Nan and Xiao Li, looking very arrogant.

"Xiao Li wasn't taught enough by our boss last time, so this time he brought someone to be taught." Another thug laughed loudly.

"Thinking he's amazing because he became a policeman, and still wants to stop us from collecting protection fees. I spit."

The thug opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of phlegm, which landed accurately on Xiao Li's shoe.

Xiao Li's expression gradually became ugly. He clenched his fists, and just when Ye Nan thought he would explode, he loosened his fists and fell silent.

"Coward, let's go." The thug spat and called his other companion, wanting to leave.

"Wait." The other thug suddenly called out to the thug and walked to Ye Nan. "Take off your clothes."

When he said this, not only did Ye Nan's expression change, but even Xiao Li's expression changed. He finally spoke: "Don't be too arrogant, A-Si."

"I have the capital to be arrogant. If you have the ability, hit me. Hit me." The thug called A-Si put his face in front of Xiao Li, looking arrogant and letting him hit him.

Anger flashed in Xiao Li's eyes, but in the end, he still held back and didn't take action.

"Do you know who he is? He is not someone you can afford to provoke." Xiao Li pointed to Ye Nan and said.

"I don't know who he is, but I know that the clothes on his body are Armani handmade suits." The little thug A-Si looked at Xiao Li with disdain. "Otherwise, do you think I would want his clothes? Idiot."

Armani is the Chanel of menswear, belonging to the luxury category, and Armani handmade suits are even more expensive, mainly because the workers are limited and the output of handmade suits is low, so the price is getting higher and higher.

Until this moment, Ye Nan suddenly realized that it was because they wanted to take his suit to sell for money. It turned out that this was still brought on by himself. However, he was surprised by the thug's eye for detail, actually being able to distinguish whether a suit was handmade just by looking at the appearance.

"Armani handmade suit, this is something worth tens of thousands of dollars. If I take it to sell..." The thug looked at Ye Nan greedily. "Kid, did you hear that? Take off your suit. Wait, take out all the money and stuff on you. Don't play any tricks, otherwise, I'll make you see red."

Seeing red means bleeding, which is their magic weapon for threatening people.

"You can insult me, but you cannot insult Mr. Ye Nan." Xiao Li said resentfully, his fists clenching and loosening several times.

"Insult you? You were already insulted last time. How does it feel to kneel? Calling you to pretend to be a hero, humph, thinking you're amazing because you became a policeman. This is Chinatown, not the territory of those white ghosts. The New York police can't manage it here."

*Slap! * Just after the thug finished speaking, a loud slap hit his face.

"You dare to slap me?" The thug looked at Ye Nan incredibly, as if he couldn't imagine that this young man would dare to slap him in Chinatown. Didn't he know that Chinatown was the territory of their gang?

*Slap! * Just after the thug finished speaking, another slap was fanned over, but last time it was on the right, this time it was on the left.

"I'll fight you." The thug's eyes turned red instantly, and his whole person became angry.

*Slap! * Another sound, and the thug's face was slapped again. His entire left cheek was slightly red and swollen.

"I want you to die." The thug rushed over, not caring about any rules or handsomeness. He used both his mouth and teeth, fists and feet flying, just wanting to take revenge fiercely...

*Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap...!!! *

A series of slaps were fanned over, and the thug was dizzy. Both sides of his face were miserable, and his face was completely swollen. This was still because Ye Nan controlled his strength. If Ye Nan had let go of his strength to hit, I'm afraid the thug's face wouldn't just be swollen.

The thug was dizzy and didn't know how many times he had been hit. When he woke up and saw Ye Nan's smiling face, he knelt down instantly.

"I had eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai. Please let me go."

A-Si was also shocked. He had never seen Ye Nan's speed of action just now. He only saw Ye Nan's hand like an afterimage, slapping fiercely, and then the thug's face crackled.

"We had eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai. Please treat me as a fart and let me go." A-Si knelt down, knelt with the other thug, and then slapped his own face fiercely, slapping *slap slap*.

"This thug is quite sensible." Ye Nan smiled lightly. The other thug had just had his face beaten swollen by him. If he hadn't been beaten, it would be hard to explain, and hitting himself was always lighter than Ye Nan hitting him, and the suffering was also much less.

"You bully them like this, they will definitely tell their big brother later. I'm afraid there will be big trouble." Xiao Li frowned. "Mr. Ye Nan, although you are a rich man, this is not the outside world. Chinatown is the world of gangs. 30% of the population here are gang members."

"So many." Ye Nan was shocked. Although he knew that most overseas Chinese like to wrap themselves together, and although he knew that Chinese gangs have the same reputation as the Italian Mafia, he never thought that 30% of the Chinese population in the United States were gang members.

"Of course it's like this. Outside, many gangs bully the Chinese. Here, many gangs also bully the Chinese, so many Chinese join gangs to fight to the death. Most of those who stay here are the old, weak, sick, and disabled. Others either move away or have some connections."

"I didn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth back then, offended a gang, and ended up being beaten to my door, forced to kneel." Xiao Li gave a bitter smile, but a monstrous hatred flashed in his eyes. Kneeling to heaven, kneeling to earth, kneeling to parents, kneeling to teachers is a matter of course. Even if they are overseas Chinese, they still retain some monarchical thoughts, but they also regard kneeling as a great shame. However, because his parents were captured, he would rather die than kneel.

"What's going on? Tell me." Ye Nan became interested. From just now, he noticed Xiao Li had hatred for these two thugs but didn't dare to take action. He originally thought there was a hidden secret, but he didn't expect it to be this hidden secret. He became interested instantly.

"Back then, because a thug in their gang was deceiving a Chinese who had just immigrated, I couldn't stand it and spoke out to ruin their good deeds. I didn't expect the boss of this gang to bring people to my house the next day, tie up my parents, and force me to kneel." Xiao Li said through gritted teeth, his teeth clattering.

If his parents hadn't been captured back then, if he hadn't had no way to save his parents, he wouldn't have chosen to kneel, but would have fought them to the death. Since then, he had deep hatred for these gang members, thinking they were the shame of overseas Chinese.

"So..." Ye Nan frowned. According to reason, this matter had nothing to do with him, but it reminded him of when he was sold over. It wasn't that these gang members were manipulating behind the scenes. If he hadn't met the Andy family, I'm afraid he would have been forced to become a beggar, begging everywhere....

"They are just like this, doing all kinds of evil. One day, I will dismantle them all."

"You are extreme. Perhaps I can help you." Ye Nan thought for a while. Since he wanted to help his compatriots, he must complete the integration. These gangs are naturally tumors and should be cleared.

Don't look at how arrogant the Mafia and the KKK are. In fact, they can't get on the table. Don't you see, which KKK dares to deal with Jews, which Mafia dares to play dirty with Jews? This is why, because Jews are very united, and they stand in the upper class of American society, holding many high positions.

If overseas Chinese can unite together, through integration, combine laundry businesses and restaurant businesses to form a huge interest alliance, and then rely on interests to win over many congressmen, see if the Mafia or the KKK dare to take action against them! Once they take action, it will be a nationwide crackdown.

Don't think gangs are arrogant, what kind of *Godfather*, in Ye Nan's eyes, are just a bunch of rabble. As long as Ye Nan is willing, the so-called *Godfather* will be dismantled in an instant.

"Really?" Xiao Li asked in surprise, afraid of hearing this kind of joke from Ye Nan's mouth.

As a New York policeman, he also knew a lot about American affairs through ear and eye contact. For example, financial groups are the rulers of the United States. All police stations are established with funds from financial groups. If the financial groups are willing, they can make them roll away in an instant.

Especially the recent friction between Ye Nan and the military, which has caused a lot of noise. Others are paying attention to how the military is suppressing Ye Nan, but he is paying attention to the confrontation between Ye Nan and the military. If Ye Nan hadn't resisted the military, where would he have the opportunity to make a speech on TV, and still live so comfortably?

Among Chinese gangs, the Qing Gang and the Hongmen are the most powerful, with strength spread all over the world, but in this world dominated by financial groups, obviously, gangs, even the Qing Gang and the Hongmen, are just unranked roles.

"Of course, Chinatown is so chaotic, it should be tidied up properly. This group of black sheep should all disappear." A cold light flashed in Ye Nan's eyes, and two good heads fell to the ground instantly, spilling a piece of hot blood. ===== CHAPTER 136 =====

"Naturally, Chinatown is so chaotic that it should be properly cleaned up. This group of black sheep should all disappear." A cold glint flashed in Ye Nan's eyes, and two fine human heads immediately fell to the ground, spilling a patch of hot blood.