That night, Chinatown.

After returning to New York, Luo Yang also met a group of friends. He remembered that Uncle Fang hadn't been to the place for a long time. Fang Deyan was his father's good friend and treated him like a child.

When I first came to New York, the house was rented by Uncle Fang and he contacted the community college... It was time to go to Uncle Fang's store and talk to him. After all, he has been away from New York for half a year.

Luo Yang came to the Chinatown community alone, Xinglong Hotel on Kenny Street.

It's evening and the busiest time for the hotel.

In the hotel, diners were filled with all the dining tables, which were very lively. Most of them were local Chinese and had dinner here, and a considerable number of white families also chose to have dinner in Chinese restaurants.

Luo Yang quietly approached the middle-aged man with white hair on his temples. He was slightly fat and slightly fat.

"Pack up a rice bowl with green pepper shredded pork! Boss Fang."

Hearing the familiar voice, Uncle Fang raised his head and squinted his eyes to identify who the visitor was.

"Roy?! How long has it been since you came! Come here quickly."

Uncle Fang was extremely excited when he accidentally saw Luo Yang appear!

Uncle Fang pulled Little Roy to the empty seat near the cashier, which had just been vacant.

Uncle Fang shouted while bringing Sprite:

"Fry some dishes for me."

"—But remember, you must have shredded green peppers!"

Fang Deyan turned around:

"Roy, Principal Adrian told me three months ago that you applied for a leave of absence and didn't go to school? Why?"

Luo Yang guessed that Uncle Fang would say this, and he definitely couldn't say that he had gone to Kathmandu to study.

"I went out for a few months. I was mainly in Asia and also went to China."

Uncle Fang was confused and hesitated and continued to speak:

"I went to ask your friend Calvin, and I realized that you have not come back from New York. I didn't expect you to have been there for so long this time."

"I'm back now, and everything is normal." Luo Yang took a sip of iced Sprite, "By the way, it seems that the hotel business seems to be good recently!"

Uncle Fang looked around with satisfaction, and the guests greeted him warmly and shouted his name.

"It's average. It's similar to before!"

Uncle Fang got up and brought the wine glass: "Roy, have a few drinks with me!!"

After a while, the dishes were served from the kitchen.

Luo Yang and Uncle Fang drank together and ate authentic Chinese dishes. The wine they drank was Wuliangye, which had a mellow taste but was also very impatient. Uncle Fang forced him to drink white wine, and young people who just turned 20 could only sacrifice their lives to accompany the gentleman.

After three rounds of drinking, time also went fast. Gradually, most of the customers in Xinglong Hotel finished their meals and checked out and left the hotel. Only a few Chinese men were left, and they continued to drink, eat peanuts and chat.

The air was filled with the smell of dishes, and the electric fan above the head was swaying with difficulty, making an awkward sound of jamming.

Wow!

The door of the hotel was pushed open suddenly.

Generally, few people come to Chinese restaurants after meals.

Luo Yang looked up and saw several Asian men wearing black vests holding cigarettes. They were strong.

The four of them walked into the hotel casually.

"Brothers Aaron from the Triad! Why did you come today?"

Uncle Fang immediately stood up and went up to meet him. He was drunk and was only half drunk.

The triad member, known as Aaron, sat at the dining table by the door. He looked like a mixed Chinese man with a blue dragon tattooed around his neck.

"I've been short of money recently, so I came to Kenny Street in advance to collect money."

"Well... I understand, I'm ready now." Uncle Fang smiled awkwardly and responded.

Uncle Fang was about to get up to get the money, but he quietly said to Luo Yang: "This is Aaron Zhou from the Triad Association. He is specifically responsible for collecting the protection fee for Chinatown..."

According to his previous knowledge of the night operation in New York, he knew that the people of the Triad had been doing the protection fee.

Luo Yang looked at Aaron and his followers coldly: "How many times do they come to collect protection fees?"

"Cache about once a month."

These people are like their aunt...

Uncle Fang walked towards the cashier, and Aaron added:

"By the way, New York has become more and more chaotic recently, and all kinds of cats and dogs have come out. Our triads are protecting you, so the protection fee will naturally increase."

Uncle Fang nodded, wondering how much Aaron wants to blackmail.

"Now the protection fee of our triad association is at least $1,200 at a time. Don't take it less, Boss Fang."

These scums come to break through once a month, and sometimes they will be in advance. They will have to extort protection fees of up to $1,000 each time? Why do they?

These gangs would never want to protect the shop. They just use their own power to squeeze every hard-earned money from ordinary businessmen in Chinatown.

And the street heroes who truly protect them will never charge any fees.

Don't give them money! Luo Yang really wants to say this.

However, I have to use my brain first, so that I can't harm the future survival of Uncle Fang's hotel.

In this hotel, beat the people from the Sanhe Association, or killed these four people? Then the ones who suffered the next must be Uncle Fang and Xinglong Hotel.

Luo Yang just watched Uncle Fang point out the money and handed it to Aaron.

And Aaron Zhou praised Boss Fang for his business, while leaving with satisfaction and heading to the next store.

"Uncle Fang, I'll go out first and come back later if I do something good later."

Without waiting for Uncle Fang to agree, Luo Yang pushed open the door and walked out.

...He followed Aaron and the other four.

After following and observing for a long time, the four members of the Triad Association pretended to behave and shouted and charged the protection fees of at least five Chinese stores.

There is a store that specializes in buying and selling clothes and small commodities, but there is no cash at the moment. However, Aaron Zhou is not vague and takes out his gun and points at the other party's head to ask him to pay the money.

Finally, after a threat, Aaron and his men received $500 and a valuable watch. He kicked the shop door hard and slammed the door.

Aaron... this man who speaks poor Mandarin and looks more like a Southeast Asian race.

His ugly face made Luo Yang extremely disgusted, and the three Asian men around him were even more willing to do so, saying anything in order to collect protection fees.

The four members of the Triad left Chinatown and headed to the parking lot to pick up their cars.

Luo Yang followed closely.

Aaron took his three brothers to drive away from Chinatown and go to the nearest red light district, squandering the funds they received tonight, which probably allowed them to find four top Eastern European beauties.

Luo Yang waited patiently until the four of them finished their consumption and entertainment and walked out of the bright lights and wine.

Aaron and his brother came out of the high-end club, drank some wine, and staggered on the streets of no one.

At the empty street intersection, Luo Yang flashed out and shouted with a full breath:

“Aaron Zhou.”

Hearing the shouts, the four of them turned their heads in unison.

They saw a tall boy wearing an ordinary student coat, wearing a black mask, with his hands in his pocket. He was standing not far away.

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Chapter completed!