When Tang Yunyang was a subordinate, especially when he was a gangster, he was more serious than in front of his own soldiers. Because he was born in the armed police, he had a worse impression of the gangsters, but the power in the United States and the progress of his future career made it necessary for him to deal with them.

"Well, very good, Mr. Situ and Mr. Guo, I have to explain a few things while there is still time here."

The expressions of the two were solemn, and they looked serious and respectful.

"Yes, big guy!"

Now Tang Yunyang's performance is beyond the scope of Situ Meiden's understanding.

Originally, when he first arrived in the United States, Stuart Meiden thought that he was a worthy partner, but when he set off a bloody storm in New York City, he saw another side of his ruthlessness. Therefore, now Stubmeton is especially respectful when he accepts his commands.

"The income from these sites is mainly used to help the extremely poor Chinese, but they can't be lazy, the ancients said well, 'It is better to teach a man to fish than to be fished', so except for the elderly and children, the rest of the people taught them skills or other means of livelihood.

In addition, in the near future, there may be a large influx of students from China to the United States, and I ask that the local associations take proper care of and protect them. In addition, as for the American gangsters, you can cooperate with them in various undertakings, of course, you should do less things that violate the law excessively, and even if you do, you can ask the people I sent you to do it.

As for the politicians, in addition to trying to make more people who can be of use to us, the most important thing is to maintain relations with Mr. Roosevelt and meet his demands as much as possible. If there is anything to send a telegram to my company's headquarters in Boston in crypto, they will naturally go to me!

As for you, Mr. Guo, when you go back tonight, gather these people, let them pack up their things and go to Boston first, and I will send an airship to pick them up when I get back. ”

Speaking of this, Tang Yunyang came to the window and looked out through the glass window. The night view of bustling New York is always beautiful and splendid, but no matter how good it is, this is someone else's home after all, and tonight is the time to leave.

"The world here is beautiful, Mr. Situ, Mr. Guo, I have to admit it. The only thing I've been thinking about is when our home will be more beautiful than here. As a descendant of Emperor Yan, this cannot be forgotten, especially the people of our 'Chinese Association' cannot be forgotten! ”

"Yes, big guy, we'll remember!"

Although the two of them looked respectful, they didn't seem to think of anything in their hearts, but when Tang Yunyang said "homeland", his thoughts were undoubtedly revealed. Neither he nor his Chinese Renaissance Party has only one purpose, and after all, they want to return to their "homeland."

With Tang Yunyang gone, New York seemed to return to calm overnight, but change was already happening.

The Japanese restaurants simply closed down, and the Japanese expatriate settlements that they once controlled were now completely in the hands of the "Chung Hwa Kaikan".

The Black Dragon Society was declared persona non grata by the U.S. Congress, and all of them were permanently expelled. The North Korean gangs, after handing over half of the territory, became a small peripheral gang attached to the "Chung Hwa Association" and did some miscellaneous things for them.

As for Jenny. Fox - Tang Yunyang's "brother", at this time he was proud again. However, the casino he reopened had a stake in the "Chung Hwa Association", and he was quite concerned about the face of the Chinese when he started to do things. After all, a bad one, the Chinese sent a devil who had just come down from the battlefield. These people are terrible! They don't negotiate, they don't deal with each other, they're terrible people who only know how to kill.

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Due to the performances at the opening and the opening of more and more businesses, the name of the "Chung Wah Association" gradually became louder in the eyes of the New York public, and some regular businesses also enhanced their competitiveness due to the "in place" of capital, so that their power in the American business community developed rapidly.

At the same time, as the influence of the "Chung Wah Association" continued to expand, more Southeast Asian immigrants began to join the association in order to seek asylum. This thing was in Franklin. Roosevelt saw it as a good thing, that these immigrants would eventually become American citizens and would vote for a certain president.

The more legitimate businesses the "Chung Hwa Association" operates, the more formalized and commercialized they are, which can better cover up the fundamental face of being a gangster organization, and can provide more valuable votes in the future during elections.

On top of that, their society is now spread to all the big cities in the United States, and the Chinese in all cities are part of their community, and more Orientals are trying to join this high-security community. Although some immigrants do not seem to be so willing, in the eyes of American politicians, what a matter of inconsequential things they have suffered!

Tang Yunyang didn't care about these, at this moment he had already taken the airship on the return trip, and his goal was Boston. As his Minister of Intelligence, Marianne was very satisfied with her position, at least now she spent a lot of time with Tang Yunyang.

On the airship, in the large and luxurious space, the special forces on duty guarded the portals one by one, and those who were not on duty were gathering around the radio one by one to listen to their "masterpieces". Or get together to play cards and talk about the Black Dragon Club, and the crowd bursts into laughter from time to time.

Tang Yunyang and Marianne sat on a sofa separated by a coffee table, on which some materials and cigars, coffee, fruits and other items were placed. Tang Yunyang took a cigar in his mouth, occasionally flipped through the information in front of him, and most of the rest of the time he would fall into some kind of deep thought.

Clearly, he seems to be facing a difficult choice. Marianne, who was already familiar with him, guessed that he was so behaving with the assassination he got to kill Mike. Lang's please messenger concerned.

"Hey, sir, you don't seem to like the Japanese very much!"

Marianne had just peeled an apple, handed it to Tang Yunyang, snatched the cigar cigarette from Tang Yunyang's hand, and twisted it in the ashtray on the coffee table.

No way, this witch-like woman is a woman after all, and it seems that all women in the world are not very interested in cigars, which are quite violent tobacco.

"Why do you ask?"

Marianne tilted her head, indicating that her thoughts were merely speculation.

"It's nothing, I just thought that if you don't like Japanese people, then I can try to collect more information about Japanese people. It might be more convenient if we had to deal with them. ”

"No, I like the Japanese, although some of them are bastards, but at least their people are ......"

This is the official version of the answer, but Marianne Witch doesn't believe it.