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"fool!"
Xu Fu held the hammer out to him: "Use your brain. I've been talking to my uncle all day. How can we just make a deal like this? It's a deal, understand?"
"Did we make the deal?"
Danny rubbed his head in confusion: "What's going on?"
"My Chinatown is yours, with its connections in the parishes, politics, and business circles across the eastern states."
Yes, it's you.
Why me?
"No need to ask, you are a member of the Xiao family, the old master's grandson, my uncle's son, and my cousin. There is no one else but you."
"but..."
Xu Fu raised a hand to stop him from continuing: "Don't get agitated. This is a joint decision between my uncle and me. Don't hold a grudge. This deal is beneficial to both of us." He paused and explained.
“My future development center is the metropolis. For security reasons, I will not return to the coastal city in the short term. I need a group of people to help me handle matters that are inconvenient to go out, and Hong Kong Monk Hall is the best choice. My uncle’s goal is to become the next head of the association. He has no shortage of connections or reputation, but he lacks financial and material resources. The prosperous and bustling Chinatown is the best answer for him.”
"A deal where both parties get what they need, okay?"
Danny remained silent, having roughly grasped what had happened, but felt inexplicably uneasy that his boss and father had so clearly outlined the future without consulting him.
He found himself at the center of the event, like a puppet on a string.
Come on, stop thinking about it.
Xu Fu patted him on the shoulder: "No matter what the cause of this matter is, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you. There are only three men in the Xiao family this generation: you, me, and Billy. Billy and I are focused on doing business and have no interest in society. The Xiao family's position in the Hong family can only be inherited by you. Chinatown is a beginning. I really hope that one day I can see you become the head of the Hong family."
"Is...am I really okay?"
"What's there to be dissatisfied about? Didn't you do a terrible job before?"
"but..."
"There are no 'buts,' yet you said several 'buts.'"
Xu Fu took out a stack of papers and threw them in: "These are all the secrets of Chinatown. Read them carefully and memorize them. I made a deal with my uncle today. When building power, you must remember to be ruthless! Be ruthless, don't be soft-hearted, and don't hesitate. This is a basic quality of a boss."
Danny nodded, opened the folder, and began to browse through it by the light from inside the car.
He was only twenty-one years old, and he was about to become the boss of Chinatown, leading hundreds of people. Just thinking about it made him feel scared. But when he thought of Xu Fu when he was ten years old, he subdued the thugs and scared the bigwigs of various factions, and he felt less nervous.
They are all family, and share the same surname as the Shao family. Even if he is not as good as Xu Fu, he will not be too far behind him.
Danny took a deep breath, his eyes turning somewhat cold.
The BMW drove through the town and finally stopped in front of a secluded club.
Three people were standing at the club entrance. The most eye-catching one was a young man holding a clipper in his left hand. He was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, at least 1.9 meters tall, and extremely strong. His chest was particularly prominent, with two prominent breasts that were enough to make most women blush.
The young man's name was Wang Hu, nicknamed Tiger Master. He had practiced Bajiquan since childhood and was well-known in the underground boxing matches in the coastal city.
A young man in tight-fitting clothes stood next to him. He was wearing a suit and tie, but he didn't button them up, revealing his thin belly. When the cold wind blew, goosebumps rose all over his body.
A street kid surnamed Wu, named Tony, comes from Vietnam. Everyone says he is a descendant of Wu Sangui, but of course he doesn't believe it. His combat power is only level 05, but he has extremely rare superpowers. He once tried to play with Xu Fu using his superpowers, but after being hung on a tree by Xu Fu and exposed to the moonlight for three days, he obediently went to serve tea and water and started interrogating prisoners on the side.
Of the three, the most outstanding in appearance is Dio Clay, who has Chinese, French and Spanish ancestry. His almost androgynous, cold and handsome face is enough to charm most naive girls. Unfortunately, he is a pervert who has no affection for women and loves two things most in his life: killing people with a scalpel and dissecting them with a watermelon knife.
A peculiar addiction set him apart from the other two.
Upon seeing the BMW, all three rushed towards it. Wu Dongming wiped away the tears still welling up in his eyes, his voice mournful and pitiful.
"…Boss, I miss you so much. After I knew you were coming back, I didn't sleep for three days straight. This morning I almost had a wet dream."
Wang Hu “…”
He took two steps to the side without any politeness and roared.
"Boss, you're finally back!"
Dior, like a silent man, nodded slightly, and then...
"Master!"
Xu Fu grinned and walked over, smashing a hammer into Wang Hu's muscular chest, then turned and kicked Tony's flat buttocks, before finally patting Dio on the shoulder.
"That's great! His pecs are still the same, his butt is still the same, his face is still the same—everything is just perfect!"
Let's go, tonight we'll drink until we drop!
The four of them perked up and walked into the club together. Danny lagged behind, looked at the row of crooked Chinese characters above his head, took a deep breath, and resolutely went in.
Chapter 1027 The Young Master's Gang!
Wang Hu, Wu Dongni, and Dio Clay were Xu Fu's confidants. They were brothers who had gone through life and death together and made great contributions to the unification and establishment of rules in Chinatown. They were the famous three leaders of the Young Masters Gang.
Yes, the gang Xu Fu founded is called the Young Master Gang. The name is silly, but it is very powerful. Nearly two million people in the northern part of Haibin City are under the jurisdiction of the Young Master Gang.
It sets the rules, abides by the rules, and protects the rules.
There are no drugs, no drug use, no robbery, and no rape.
These four rules are as strict as iron; anyone who dares to violate them will be ruthlessly punished by the Young Master Gang.
For gangsters, drug dealers, and street thugs, any one of these four rules is a bloodbath, but for most working-class and middle-class people, it is the most basic way to survive. The coastal city has been in chaos for too long and needs a strong fist to stabilize it.
Thus, with the FBI's tacit approval and the full cooperation of the local police, the Young Master Gang wiped out all the gangs in northern Seaside City in just six months, establishing itself as the leader.
In the following years, he improved the security and business environment of the seaside city through various means, transforming the chaotic northern region into a rising commercial capital of the western part of the beautiful country.
It can be said that the Young Master Gang has made a significant contribution to the prosperity of the coastal city today.
The Young Master Gang is somewhat mysterious. Many people have heard of their name, but they don't know who these people are, or who the gang leader, Young Master Xiao, is. They know nothing about his birth, background, marital status, or other information.
This seemingly inconspicuous little clubhouse is hidden behind the street; who would have thought it was the headquarters of the Young Master Gang!
He is unassuming and reserved, yet his refined demeanor stems from his extensive knowledge of literature.
This is how the Young Masters Gang operates, and so does their headquarters: a dilapidated clubhouse that looks incredibly luxurious inside.
Upon entering the main gate, a narrow passage comes into view, with soft, evenly distributed energy-saving lights in every corner. At the bottom are sculptures of the twelve zodiac animals: rat, rabbit, rooster, sheep, snake, monkey, horse, etc., arranged in order from smallest to largest. In the foreground is a majestic and powerful five-clawed black dragon.
Passing through the passageway, you enter a huge living room decorated in a Gothic style. In the center of the living room is a fifteen-meter-high marble table with a recessed center, covered with nothing but wine—all kinds of wine, red wine, white wine, sake, spirits, and so on.
Here, you can find every wine in the world that you can name.
At this moment, twenty-three people gathered on both sides of the stone table, arranged according to their strength. They were all key members of the Young Master Gang and well-known figures in the coastal city.
Unlike the lively atmosphere of previous years, today's salon was somber, with very few speakers and a completely silent room.
The silence was mainly divided into two parts: one person was toying with a wine glass, his eyes unblinking, as if he was thinking about something, while the other person kept glancing towards the door with a concerned expression.
After a while, a rumbling sound of footsteps came from the depths of the corridor, echoing clearly in their ears. Everyone gathered together felt their hearts clench, and they hurriedly put down their wine glasses and stood up at the same time.
"boss!"
Xu Fu nodded, walked to the main chair at the far north end, and instead of sitting down, tapped the back of the chair.
“I haven’t sat in that chair for months, and I don’t plan to ever sit in it again.” The expert paused, glanced around the room, lingering on each person for a moment to make sure everyone could see the cold glint in his eyes, and then said…
"Who among you wants to do this?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Lance Lee, the first in the right row, roared.
“Boss, you are the leader of the Young Master Gang. This position has always been yours. If anyone dares to overtake you, I, Lance, will be the first to object.”
"Yes, we don't believe it."
"Young Master, you are the gang leader."
We will always follow you.
As soon as Lance opened his mouth, a commotion arose downstairs.
Xu Fu raised his hand and squeezed it to signal them to be quiet, then began to speak slowly and deliberately.
(bbfh) "From the very beginning, I said that the Young Master Gang is different from previous gangs: we don't rob, we don't steal, we don't force women into prostitution, we don't bully the weak, we don't sell drugs, we don't transport drugs. We want to be the rulers of the gray world, to maintain social balance in a unique way, and to obtain all the gray things, not based on evil black money. It is this philosophy that has allowed the Young Master Gang to establish itself in Seaside City. It is this philosophy that has allowed the Young Master Gang to move freely in Seaside City, bragging to the police, joking with the FBI, and discussing with the deputy sheriff the various harmful effects of women's buttocks on men."
Xu Fu loosened his tie and continued speaking
"All of you who did this came up with this idea, at least at first glance. After seven years of running this business, you've all become well-known figures in this seaside town. Some of you are even preparing to run for councilor. Am I right?"
Xu Fu glanced at Cook Best, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses on his right. Cook Best was rubbing his head awkwardly. Xu Fu glanced at Cook Best, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses on his right.
"That's good. The Young Heroes Gang is a group formed by a shared ideal. Everyone here is a defender of this ideal. They have sworn before the gods to do everything in their power to uphold the honor of the Young Heroes Gang."
It feels good, doesn't it? The benefits are fleeting, but the ideas remain constant. But some people tell me that all these benefits are because you're putting pressure on them with your power to stop them from overthinking and being anxious. Nobody really cares about the so-called rules.
Of course, I didn't believe it, so I did a little test.
As soon as the words were spoken, some people broke out in a sweat, and some trembled as they tried to stand up, but their companions pressed them firmly back into their chairs.
An indescribable atmosphere filled the room. Wang Hu and Tony looked at each other, their eyes revealing a strong sense of mockery.
After a few seconds of pause, Xu Fu continued.
“A few months ago, when I left the seaside town, cut off all ties with you, and handed over the club’s decision-making power to you all gathered here, my purpose was simple: to see if any of you would do what that person said and destroy the rules, ideas, and traditions that were created with good intentions.”
"As it turned out, everyone really didn't let him down."
"You guys really gave me a great start over the past few months, but I was too lazy to care, and even more too lazy to pay attention to the garbage and vulgar things you did."
Xu Fu shouted, "Danny!"