nycdaug Chapter 157 Hong Kong World Current Goal
Chapter 157 Hong Kong World Current Goal
As night fell over the bustling New York City, Tai Qiaoyi and Xingge walked out of the Shanghai Palace with a group of men.
There was a serious look on their faces and a ruthless look in their eyes.
Tai Qiaoyi gave an order.
The men quickly dispersed and began to carry out their tasks in an orderly manner.
Like a group of cheetahs, they blended silently into the dark streets and headed towards the various strongholds of Xieshengtang.
Brother Xing also arranged several teams of elite soldiers to follow the people from Anliangtang.
He smiled at Tai Qiaoyi:
"Brother Tai, where are we going next?"
Tai Qiaoyi also said politely:
"Brother Xing, let's go to the Bronx in the north. That's where the New York headquarters of Xie Sheng Tang is located."
Brother Xing nodded without objection.
Although the Walled City had only been established in New York for about a year, he was very familiar with many of Hip Shing's strongholds.
The reason why he asked Tai Qiaoyi's opinion was because he knew it very well.
In private, Tai Qiaoyi calls his boss "big brother".
In name, he is on equal footing with Tornado.
Xingzai is a smart guy as described by the boss himself, how could he not know how to behave?
as time flows.
The underground forces throughout New York City sensed something was wrong and became alert.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the air in New York seemed to be filled with a tense atmosphere.
The members of Xieshengtang naturally noticed something was wrong and became more alert.
After all, the Brooklyn firefight happened not long ago.
Moreover, the top management of Xiesheng knew exactly what orders they had given today.
Since they dared to send people to work at Anliangtang's Shanghai Palace, they would naturally be prepared for Anliang's counterattack.
The head of Xiesheng New York looked at the people present with a serious expression and said solemnly:
"It seems that Anliang's counterattack this time is very powerful."
One of the leaders immediately said:
“Scared of a dick.
We have been fighting Anliang for so many years, but they can't do anything to us, right?
If Mr. Sun had not stepped in, perhaps Anliang would not have a place in New York now. "
Another one nodded and said:
“Yes, Anliang’s strength is simply not comparable to our Xiesheng.
If it weren’t for Mr. Sun’s kindness, they wouldn’t have been able to live peacefully in New York for so many years.”
After hearing what the two leaders said, the other people in charge also nodded and said:
“Yes, they are not as good as us, but they occupy the best place.
It’s time for us to take control of New York’s Chinatown.”
“There are also supplies coming from the Golden Triangle.
I heard that in the New York area, there are only five distributors: the four major Italian families and Anliang.
Don't know about other places.
But just these five forces handle more than 200 tons of goods a year.
On average, each company ships 50 tons, so the profit is huge.”
When it comes to this issue, everyone's eyes are filled with greed. Isn't this the reason why they are in conflict with Anliang again?
The profits are simply too great.
With a landed price of US$60 million per ton, they can easily double their profits.
Although most of the profits are used to manage various people.
But fifty tons of cargo.
The profit is at least over 10 billion US dollars a year.
One billion dollars in annual profit.
In this day and age, there are few companies that can compare with it.
In the future, heroes from Mexico and Colombia were able to have armies of hundreds of thousands because the money was so easy to make.
More powerful than their authorities.
Without such horrific profits, how could they support so many troops?
Compared to them, the gangs in Hong Kong are just like Hello Kitty.
The Walled City is now evolving towards what it will be like in twenty years.
When the time is right, Southeast Asia and even Australia will be transformed.
This is Li Shaoan’s ultimate goal.
The target was many times bigger than when he was chatting with Tornado and Azan.
The reason why he was not in a hurry to travel through the heavens was that he wanted to complete this goal first.
He also knew that if he traveled to some technologically advanced universe.
This ultimate goal can be accomplished quickly.
But he has plenty of time, why is he in such a hurry? He hasn’t had enough fun yet.
We’ve gone off topic, let’s get back to the point.
Just when the people of Xiesheng were still dreaming about the future.
The door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.
A younger brother rushed in and said in a panic:
“Uncles, all of our Xiesheng’s bases in New York have been attacked, and the situation is now extremely urgent.
The brothers ahead also reported that a large number of Anliang personnel are coming to us.
It is estimated that there are no less than 500 people, and those people are not holding knives, but are holding submachine guns.
What should we do? "
I was sweating profusely and was so anxious that I almost cried.
A bad one.
He is going to be reincarnated again tonight, how can he not be afraid.
"what?"
"how is this possible?"
"When did Anliang have so much heavy firepower? Aren't they afraid of being wiped out by the New York PC Headquarters?"
"An Liang is so bold?
You know, the American authorities have always been wary of us Chinese. How dare they fight with submachine guns?"
This is the main reason why Chinese Americans organize fights, most of which involve knife fights.
They also want to be like those white ghosts, openly grabbing territory with machine guns.
Unfortunately, America today is very wary of non-white people.
It will be a few decades later when the black guys are in power.
As for why the walled city dared to do that?
As for the above problems, as long as the money is in place, there will be no problem.
This is free America, the world of the rich.
You have a ceiling simply because you don't have enough money.
When you have money and guns, nothing is unbreakable.
Hearing the questions from the bosses, I said with a look of anxiety that made me almost cry:
"Except for a few leaders who are Chinese, the rest are white, black and South Americans, so they are not afraid at all."
"What? They actually tried this?"
"Damn, he's so good at playing, how much money did An Liang make?"
The bigwigs present also started to panic.
An Liang made such a big fuss this time, it was obvious that he was not going to give them a chance to live.
"Hurry up and organize our people and go to the armory to get guns, quickly."
The group of people were like ants on a hot pan, extremely anxious.
Everyone had sweat on their foreheads, and some of the big guys even had their clothes soaked.
Because it was they who gave the order to go to the Shanghai Imperial Palace to clean up the place.
So they are also the most anxious people.
Others may still survive, but they are doomed to die.
That's too late.
Before Xiesheng's people could organize themselves, the unique sound of a submachine gun was heard outside.
“Da da da…”
"Bang bang bang..."
"Anliang's men are breaking in. Fight back, fight back."
"We can't beat them, boss. They all have submachine guns, and we have less than twenty pistols."
"Then why don't you go get the gun?"
Seeing their younger brothers dead and injured everywhere, the bosses were so anxious that they wanted to pee.
"It's blocked. I can't get through."
The people of Anliang also saw them.
Surprise said:
"Hurry, hurry, rush over.
The leaders of Xiesheng are all over there."
The gunman looked in that direction and saw a large group of people.
I was immediately overjoyed. If I caught a big shot, the reward would be huge.
The gun turned immediately.
"Da da da......"
"Bang bang bang..."
For a while.
Crying, screaming, and groaning in pain were everywhere.