Chapter 2884

At dawn in New York, Wan Pojun and his men took Abramovich, Antonio, and a group of gang bosses under the Zano family away from Chinatown and headed to the port.

The remaining seconds-in-command were all promoted on the spot.

Qiangzai was still a bit dazed. Although he had watched Ye Chen wipe out the entire Zano family overnight with his own eyes, he still had a sense of unreality.

Seeing the curtain fall and Qiangzai feeling a bit lost, Ye Chen asked him: "Qiangzai, how do you feel now?"

Qiangzai came back to his senses, scratched his head and said: "Mr. Ye... I feel... I feel a bit unbelievable..."

Ye Chen smiled: "Then you need to adapt as soon as possible, because from today on, you need to rebuild the Chinese Gang as soon as possible. Although the Zano family is the largest Mafia in New York, it is not the only one. Your challenges in the future will still be very many. Since you chose this path yourself, you must find a way to go further on this path."

Qiangzai nodded heavily and said respectfully: "Mr. Ye, the Chinese Gang will find a way to be self-reliant in the future. I will submit the profits handed over by those gangs to you in full every month!"

Ye Chen waved his hand: "Most of their money is obtained by oppressing ordinary people. If I oppress them again and take this money into my hands, then I am essentially no different from them."

As he spoke, Ye Chen smiled: "Uncle Zhong treats you like half a son, and I have a connection with you. Since you chose to take this path, then take this money and keep it safe. If you have ambition, use this money to make the Chinese Gang grow and develop, and pave the way for yourself in advance. If you do that, when you reach a certain age, you can transform into a well-known entrepreneur, or simply run for councilor; if you don't have ambition, save more money in your hands, and you won't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life."

Qiangzai said firmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, since I chose this path, I will definitely go all out!"

Ye Chen nodded and added: "However, Qiangzai, remember, although these gangs under the Zano family dare not do anything to you, it doesn't mean you have no other opponents in New York or the United States. And I only help you this once. If one day a more powerful opponent appears in New York and wants your life, you can only rely on yourself to defeat them. Do you understand?"

Qiangzai said solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I understand!"

Ye Chen looked at the former Chinese Gang boss, Ni Dawei, and said: "Mr. Ni."

Ni Dawei's body trembled, and he said respectfully: "Mr. Ye, what are your instructions..."

Ye Chen said: "You are Chinese, a member of the Chinese Gang, and you hang around Chinatown. Here, you represent all the Chinese people who make a living in Chinatown. So, you must never be so cowardly again in the future. Facts have proven that in your industry, being cowardly cannot guarantee peace. The more cowardly you are, the more people will want to ride on your neck and shit."

Ni Dawei was ashamed and lowered his head: "Mr. Ye is right... From now on, I will definitely cooperate with Brother Qiang with all my might, and I will definitely not lose face for the Chinese again!"

Ye Chen nodded and said very seriously: "When I was young, I also heard stories about the development of the Chinese Gang overseas. At that time, Chinese Gang members dared to fight and struggle, and they built quite a foundation in Canada, the United States, and even Europe. But I didn't expect that entering the 21st century, the Chinese Gang in various places would decline rapidly, many have disappeared, and the remaining ones can only huddle in various Chinatowns and survive. Do you know why this is?"

Ni Dawei said awkwardly: "Over the years... the crackdown on gangs in Europe and America has indeed become stronger, and the degree of unity among compatriots overseas is indeed worse than that of Koreans and Vietnamese, so the overall situation is indeed much more difficult..."

Ye Chen waved his hand and said seriously: "What you said are just excuses. In my opinion, the reason why the overseas Chinese Gang declined rapidly is that the bloodiness is gone!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen added: "Many Chinese Gang members in the last century came from the battlefield. After leaving the battlefield and the army, some wanted to see the outside world, so they traveled across the ocean to make a living here. Coming to Europe and America at that time meant taking a sampan and facing a life-and-death situation. So they weren't afraid of death, let alone afraid of Americans, Italians in the US, Mexicans, and Algerians. In their eyes, what is the Mafia? What is a Mexican drug lord? When they faced life and death and stood on this land, their life was only eight words: Life and death are indifferent, if you don't submit, just fight!"

Speaking of this, Ye Chen pointed to Ni Dawei and continued: "Look at you guys, these so-called second and third-generation Chinese. You have long lost the bloodiness of your fathers! Many of you were even born in the United States and got US passports without traveling across the ocean, and then grew up drinking milk and cola and eating burgers and cereal. Even if you are the offspring of wolves, you have long lived like huskies. Not to mention having the bloodiness of your fathers, if you were asked to take the sampan your fathers took and walk their route again, I'm afraid your legs would be soft before you even got on the boat!"

Ni Dawei buried his head even deeper.

He knew that what Ye Chen said was the truth.

Back in the day, his father had participated in the Southwest border conflict. His old superior came to North America before him and made some money, then invited him to come to the US to make money. It was also at that time that these middle-aged men with bullet holes and scars all over their bodies formed the Chinese Gang in Chinatown and carved out a piece of the sky in the US and Canada.

In that era, North America was like a sponge, crazily absorbing immigrants and illegal immigrants from all over the world. Gangs formed by various ethnic groups sprang up like mushrooms. In New York alone, there were no less than a thousand gangs, large and small. Looking at the whole United States, there were tens of thousands of gangs.

However, the Chinese Gang of that era, despite being newcomers, was able to fight a bloody path out of these tens of thousands of gangs, relying on the bloodiness in their bones.

It's just that by Ni Dawei's generation, the bloodiness almost disappeared, so the Chinese Gang kept losing, retreating, and shrinking in various gang fights. They naively thought that at least they had Chinatown as their base, but who could have expected that the enemy's strength had long been overwhelming, and a few risky probes had beaten them into a rout.

At this moment, Ni Dawei was filled with shame.

Thinking back to when his father was alive, he never bowed his head to anyone, but when it came to him, although he inherited the industry his father left behind, this industry was quickly squandered by him.

Thinking of this, he said to Ye Chen with red eyes: "Mr. Ye, I, Ni Dawei, swear to you that I will definitely find back the bloodiness of the Chinese Gang!"

Ye Chen nodded slightly, stood up and stretched, and said: "Everything that should be said has been said, so I won't delay here any longer. You should take care of yourselves in the future. If you encounter trouble in the future, you can only rely on yourselves."

Both of them nodded, and Ye Chen continued: "By the way, there is one more thing. Although gangs are common in the United States, you still have to use underworld morality to restrain yourselves. Always fight for food with the strong, don't bully the weak, don't dominate the market, and don't do evil things. If one day you two become as wicked as that bunch of people, I will come to the United States again to end you with my own hands!"