When Chen Zhaozhong saw that Ni Dawei’s neck was wrapped with thick gauze, he quickly asked: “Dawei, what’s wrong with your neck?”
Ni Dawei sighed: “Forget it, I was shot when I was returning home, and the bullet grazed my neck. If it had been more accurate, I would have reported to the Lord of Hell.”
As he said that, he looked at the five miserable guys in the corner and asked in horror: “Ah Zhong, what on earth is going on here?”
Chen Zhaozhong asked him: “Qiang Zai didn’t tell you?”
Ni Dawei said: “Qiang Zai only said that you have something important to do with me, but he didn’t say what the specific situation was.”
Chen Zhaozhong nodded and said to him: “These people came to the store to collect protection money from Qiang Zai, but Mr. Ye taught them a lesson.”
With that said, he said to Ye Chen: “Mr. Ye, this is Ni Dawei, the boss of the Chinese Gang.”
Ni Dawei looked at Ye Chen in shock, unable to imagine that these vicious Burning Angel members would be beaten into such a state by the young man in front of him.
At this time, Chen Zhaozhong said to him again: “Dawei, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Ye. He also wants to see you this time.”
Ni Dawei came back to his senses. Although he didn’t know who Ye Chen was, seeing that he was able to torture these five people into inhuman shapes by himself, he guessed that Ye Chen’s origin was definitely unusual.
So, he quickly walked up to Ye Chen and said with some respect: “Hello, Mr. Ye, I am Ni Dawei. Nice to meet you!”
Ye Chen nodded slightly and asked him: “How many people are there in the Hua Gang?”
Ni Dawei said truthfully: “There were almost a hundred people before, but now except for the dead and injured brothers, the rest have basically fled.”
Ye Chen frowned and said: “There are nearly a hundred of you, how can you let these five bastards walk through Chinatown?”
Ni Dawei said with shame: “Mr. Ye… behind these five people are the Burning Angels. Behind the Burning Angels are Italians. They actually control more than a dozen large and small gangs in New York, with at least several thousand people. We They are no match for them at all…”
Ye Chen said coldly: “So what if there are thousands of people? I have never heard of a gang fight involving thousands of people in the United States. Can he still lead thousands of people into Chinatown?”
Ni Dawei said awkwardly: “Mr. Ye, you don’t know something… These people are extremely ruthless. They killed several core members of our Chinese gang overtly and covertly. The brothers were scared and all of them backed down…”
Ye Chen asked him: “How many of you have the Burning Angel killed?”
Ni Dawei blurted out: “They killed eleven of our brothers!”
Ye Chen frowned and asked again: “How many of them have you killed?”