"Hong, is it true?" Stevenson turned to look at Hong Xizheng, his green eyes seemed to be on fire.

"This, this..." Hong Xi was losing his arrogance. At this moment, he was curled up like a snail, hiding and shrinking, not daring to look into Stevenson's eyes.

"FUCK, you son of a bitch! How dare you lie to me!"

Stevenson was not a pig. At this time, he naturally understood that he was being tricked by Hong Xizheng and his son. He uttered a curse word and twisted his body. If he hadn't been tied up, he might have pounced on Hong Xizheng and bit him to death.

More than 20 police officers have died, and I am afraid that even those who died in the line of duty will not be compensated. Stevenson can already foresee the scene of himself being imprisoned, and even his father's bid for mayor next year will be in vain.

How could he not hate Hong Xizheng, Hong Zaikun, and the Hong family? He hated him so much!

Long Hao asked someone to hold down the frantic Stevenson and said calmly: "Calm down, Deputy Sheriff Stevenson, things are not as bad as you think!"

Stevenson was in pain. He was a weakling after all. The pain made him calm down, but also made him lose the courage to continue to bite Hong Xizheng.

"Things are very bad, I know it!" Stevenson glanced at the "fishery transfer contract" handed to him by someone else, and his tone was low and desperate.

Damn it, this fishing ground was acquired legally, but no one else came here for a few months, so it was temporarily abandoned! The illegal occupiers are these free-spirited bastards next to them, BITCH! While Stevenson was discouraged, his heart became more and more

He cursed the eighteenth generation of Hong Xizheng's ancestors.

"It's not bad. As long as I don't sue you, this place is very remote and only you and I know what happened!"

"What?" Stevenson raised his head, the light of hope rekindled in his eyes: "You, you don't plan to sue me?"

Long Hao's face showed a long-lost Satanic smile: "Yes, why should I sue you? No one died on my side, and fighting a lawsuit is time-consuming and laborious. We are running a company and the purpose is to make money. Time is very short.

It’s precious and will not be wasted on thankless stupidity!”

Stevenson suddenly felt that there was a circle of holy light on Long Hao's head, which was very cute. He murmured: "Great, as long as you don't sue me, I won't go to jail... Wait, but

, what should we do with those dead policemen and those Hongmen people?"

Long Hao smiled and said: "Deputy Sheriff, you are too nervous. Can't you understand these things? You received a report from the masses that a group of Chinese were fighting on Beigang Beach. You led your subordinates to rush to stop it, but you didn't expect the other party to fight.

Possessing firearms, in a fierce battle, although the thugs were subdued, some policemen also died in the line of duty!"

Stevenson's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes, that's it!"

Long Hao continued to induce: "After being interrogated by Chief Stevenson, this group of thugs turned out to be subordinates of the second son of Hongmen. They invaded private fishing grounds, gathered in crowds to fight, hid guns, and violently attacked police officers. Their crimes are unpardonable.

!You dispatched the police this time and solved a hidden security problem in San Francisco, which is a great achievement!"

"You are making false accusations...ah!" Although Hong Xizheng was a loser, he could still understand the frame-up words. He screamed in horror and was slapped in the mouth.

Long Hao touched his lower lip: "Gag his mouth and hold him down. I'll ask him alone later if I have anything else to say!"

So Hong Xi was waiting for several Hongmen prisoners to be dragged off.

Looking at the bloodstains beside him, Stevenson was shocked and frightened, and whispered: "You are right, but there are more than 20 policemen coming with me! I may not be able to convince..."

Long Hao smiled disdainfully: "Give them money, believe me, US dollars are the best sealing tape!"

Stevenson was let back, and with him were more than 20 frightened police officers, and... more than 20 corpses of colleagues. Each man carried one on his back, along with more than a dozen surviving war horses.

A three-wheeled car with a police badge made its "triumph" toward the city center in an embarrassed and "tragic" manner...

Naturally, Stevenson did not leave so cheaply. A confession with his fingerprints on it was kept in Long Hao's hands, and the $100 hush fee for each police officer also made these police prisoners obediently confess their crimes.

The book was signed. On one side was $100, and on the other side was a colleague lying on his back. Anyone who is not a fool knows how to choose.

In this way, Long Hao gained a not-too-stable chess piece in the San Francisco Police Department: Deputy Sheriff Stevenson.

After dealing with Stevenson, it was Hong Xizheng's turn. Long Hao dismissed Little Liebig and others, and under the protection of the Dragon Scale Army, he personally interrogated Hong Xizheng.

"I'll ask you a few questions, and if you answer them satisfactorily, I'll let you go!"

"If you harm our Hong family, the Hong family will not let you go!" I don't know what kind of medicine the pretty boy Hong Xizheng took, but he acted very tough.

Long Hao frowned slightly. It seems that ordinary Chinese in this era are not spineless, but they have chosen to abandon their spine and become soft-legged crabs when facing foreigners!

Hong Xi was afraid of Stevenson, who had become a prisoner of his subordinates, but he was not afraid of Long Hao, who had the power of life and death.

It's a funny thing, but it's a pity that it's reality!

Seeing Long Hao not speaking, Hong Xizheng thought he was afraid: "Hongmen children are all over the United States. You are a Chinese. Don't think that you can do whatever you want just by relying on a Spanish businessman and buying a few guns! Let me go and return it.

Fishing ground, if you surrender again, I will be in a good mood and may ask my father to spare your life!"

Poor Hong Xizheng didn't know that Stevenson had signed a confession to Long Hao.

Long Hao looked at Hong Xizheng with pity: "Originally, we are both Chinese and I didn't want to torture you, but you, you still think that Hongmen is some great thing and you want to use it to suppress me? Comrades, what do you think?

?”

A soldier shouted: "Hongmen is nothing. If the young master just says a word, I, Hu Hanshui, will go and destroy him!"

After all, Zhen Fang was a member of the Hongmen. He didn't say anything, but he stepped forward and kicked Hong Xizheng down: "Young Master, Hongmen has these dandy boys and black sheep, and that's why they have never been successful. Please allow me to educate you."

Hit him!"

Zhen Fang was a Hongmen disciple recruited by Hong Zai in the late Qing Dynasty. He had no connection with the Hongmen headquarters in San Francisco and only had a name. Therefore, he hated Hong Xizheng, the "three generations of Hongmen", very much.

Seeing the unlucky Hong Xi crying and howling under the leadership of Zhen Fang, Long Hao couldn't help but smile.

This time I came to San Francisco and set up business (shipyards, fisheries, etc.), and sooner or later I would have to deal with the Hongmen forces in Chinatown. Although there are friendly people such as Hong Zaimo and Fang Mingde, there is still an old man in the Hongmen who can make the final decision.

If it weren't for Hong Zaimo, Long Hao was afraid that if something happened, some of his Dragon Scale Army would miss their little incense and lose their confidentiality.

However, judging from Zhen Fang's current performance, this worry can basically be eliminated!

This does not mean Long Hao is narrow-minded. All heroes who have achieved great things in history have considered their internal management comprehensively and meticulously. However, those heroes who were careless were either alienated by others, alienated by their subordinates, or betrayed by their subordinates.

He pulled back at a critical moment, was defeated and died, and was lost in the long river of history.

Long Hao will never make this mistake if he studies political management in the future.

Poor Hong Xizheng, after being repaired, Long Hao looked at him and he did all the tricks. Long Hao secretly sighed at his cheap character: If I had known this, why would I have to be so harsh?

Of course, Long Hao was most concerned about the news about Hong Zaimo. He had not contacted his future father-in-law for so long, and the person in charge of collecting telegrams at Bessel Port had not sent back any useful news. This made Long Hao

Hao felt a little uneasy.

And this uneasiness became a fact when Hong Xizheng's bright red and swollen mouth was smashed!

Hong Zaimo was placed under house arrest!! Hong Xiangling is also getting married!!

Long Hao was shocked. After he found out the whole story, his eyes couldn't help but be filled with coldness: Those Chinese people he saw handing out happy words during the day were actually to promote the marriage between Hong Xiangling and Huang Qizhong!

In Hong Xizheng's intermittent explanation, Long Hao finally understood the current situation of Hongmen.

No wonder Chinese people like to fight among themselves. A family is like a palace drama. Hongmen, a small family (Long Hao never looked down on Hongmen), is actually divided into two major factions.

The first faction is the eldest son, the second son and the fifth son.

The second faction is the Third Young Master, the Fourth Young Master and the Sixth Young Master.

Hong Zaimo, the seventh son, has been drifting overseas all year round, so he does not belong to any faction. Because of this, he was imprisoned deep in the palace by the eldest son in the name of Hong Tianzhu, Mr. Hong. In order to save her father, Hong Xiangling was imprisoned.

He was forced to agree to marry Huang Qizhong, the grandson of Huang's parents.

Long Hao's face was full of murderous intent: "Xiang Ling is only fifteen years old, and you actually force her to get married. She is really worse than a beast! Everyone deserves to be killed!"

No wonder I haven't heard from Uncle Hong. It turns out that he was assassinated by you Hongmen people! Uncle Hong was a hero in his life, but he still didn't escape the knife in the back of his relatives!

The more Long Hao thought about it, the angrier he became. He kicked Hong Xizheng hard in the ribs, making the playboy scream in pain and almost coughing out his lungs!

Hong Xi was shouting miserably: "It's none of my business. It was the grandson of the Huang family who accidentally saw my little sister and fell in love with him. His elders proposed marriage to my uncle, and he personally agreed! Oh, don't hit me again.

Already..."

Hong Xizheng felt that she had been wronged: Why couldn't she get married at the age of fifteen? Besides, it was her uncle who forced her to get married, and my father was the second oldest, so it was none of my business?

Long Hao said: "You are the same as each other, I will beat you first, and then I will beat the eldest son of your Hong family! Tell me again, what is the origin of the Huang family?"
Chapter completed!