Chapter 14 Opening Celebration

A month has passed since the Holy See's incident, and everything seems to be calm. No one has suffered any losses. Through some secret channels, Sgon finally successfully sent the Saint Armor that had been damaged in many places back to the Vatican. The Dark Controversy Group sealed the holy sword they obtained with a blood spell, threw it into a mine that had been abandoned for a long time, and then sealed hundreds of tons of concrete. The leaders of the Scotland Yard were scolded and deducted a bonus of about a month, but nothing serious was left.

The only thing that was a little depressed was probably the arms dealer who was found by Officer Carl. Because he had sent Yi Chen a small batch of arms of poor quality during delivery, Yi Chen sold him without hesitation. As a result, the day after Carl came to the door, the guy ran away and went to the beach near Mount Vesuvius for a quick trip. It seemed that he would never have hope to go back to the UK in his life.

Still sitting in the office of the general manager on the 23rd floor, watching the rare sunshine shine throughout the city of London, Yi Chen sang loudly: "Halilua... praise God, my dear, you have finally made London's lifeless city a little shine."

Feli sat on the sofa in the corner and answered the question irrelevantly: "Boss, this Swiss tourbillon watch is so exquisite, with a limited edition of 9,999 pieces worldwide." She looked over with big watery eyes affectionately.

Yi Chen was in a good mood and waved his hand: "Okay, baby, ask Phil to order a few pieces, we each have one... Of course, dear Philee, baby, want two, hehe..." Sure enough, Fei Li's face was very good. Yi Chen really didn't know what she wanted so many watches. Now she has put more than 30 famous watches in the jewelry box.

Phil suddenly knocked in and said strangely: "Boss, that old guy Wiggins asked someone to send you an invitation to invite you to the opening ceremony of his new venue. What do you mean?"

Yi Chen asked in surprise: "His new field? Has he opened another horse farm? This old guy still thinks that the money is not enough? Of course, no one will think that the money is too much... OK, okay, prepare a good horse feed, let's give him some face and attend this celebration."

Phil nodded and walked out. Ten minutes later, he came in again, looking at Yi Chen with a strange expression.

Yi Chen snapped his fingers and handed the jade pendant between his right fingers to his left. Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, he said with a strong smile: "Mr. Phil, I know you are the best butler. It seems that you are not wrong. Well, is there any new news? Am I wrongly guessing that old guy with a slutty horse smell hasn't opened a horse farm this time?"

Phil said in a weird voice: "No, boss, underground gossip: Wiggins has crossed the boundary. The last time he brought you a few Japanese people, and it is said that they are the top leaders of the largest gang in Asia now... They opened a large Japanese restaurant in the West End of London, but in fact it was a casino, a high-end casino with a membership fee of 10 million US dollars... It was Grant's territory, and Grant himself had two secret casinos there."

Yi Chen frowned, gently picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip of the green tea, and said to himself: "Japanese? Where is Japan? Oh... By the way, Japan seems to be right next to China. When I was on the mountain, I occasionally heard about them. Our old men and two of them had conflicts with them... It's strange that the Japanese came to London to open a casino? They also asked Wiggins to cooperate with it? Damn God, this is all messy. Although Wiggins also gambled, he manipulated underground horse blocking. This kind of casino business should also be found in Grant."

Phil shook his head and made no comments.

Yi Chen was very, very strange: "These Japanese are so unsophisticated. They found the wrong church with investment (that is, they found the wrong temple gate with pig heads)... Wiggins, Wiggins, old ghost, see how Grant settles the score with you... Phil, prepare a gift, we will attend their celebration. Well, just a few of us go there and try what Japanese cuisine tastes." Phil took the order and went there.

Feli raised her head, blinked her big eyes, and asked curiously: "Japanese food? Is it delicious? I don't want to waste time on junk food."

Yi Chen thought for a while and said, "It should be OK, right? The West District is full of wealthy bosses, and they run a restaurant there. If the food is too bad, it will probably close in less than three days. But... they run a casino, and I'm afraid the food is not too important. I'm really afraid that it will be junk food."

Three days later, at 10:00 in the morning, it was still sunny, and Phil drove the extended white Rolls-Royce by Phil and ran over. Kane did not follow him. After all, Chinatown is Yi Chen's base camp, and there must be a capable subordinate to guard him. Chekov, who had been in a villa in the suburbs, also put down his great business, which means the so-called "put a few red lights for European online traffic" work, and ran over like a flying.

Yi Chen looked at Chekov, who was sitting in the seat like a slug in confusion, and asked him: "When did you become interested in gambling? Aren't you reluctant to go gamble for a penny? This time the casino is opening."

Chekov's eyes glowed, and some part of his lower body was not very elegantly supported, and he shouted: "Boss, don't you know? Don't you know? The most famous Japanese cuisine is the female body... Damn, using the beautiful virgin body as a container for food, God, I praise you, it's so beautiful, so beautiful..." His face was clearly a dirty smile, and Feli almost punched him out of the carriage.

Yi Chen was a little stunned and finally let out a breath: "Fuck, what a weird thing... I don't want to eat such a ghost thing. Damn, who knows if this woman has skin diseases? Hell, even if she doesn't have skin diseases, if she sweats..." Yi Chen frowned a little disgustedly, and his impression of Japanese suddenly changed a little. Using women to cook basins, the Japanese are a little too perverted.

Along the way, no one spoke anymore. Only Feili buried her head in Yi Chen's arms to avoid seeing the sewage on her head in an increasingly unsightly look. If Feili and Yi Chen were not present, he might not have bothered to care about Gore and Jester's feelings and directly touched the pleasure with his hands.

A quiet boulevard in the West End of London is only five or six meters wide. On the left side of the road, there are low white brick walls with black rain eaves on it. You can see the lush trees in the yard and a quiet and appropriate atmosphere.

Yi Chen looked at the yard through the car window, shook his head and said, "This old ghost Wiggins and those Japanese have paid for it. It's not easy to build such a yard in the West District... Phil, the current land price is the most expensive in this area, right?"

Phil, who was driving, nodded without saying a word. Under the guidance of several Wiggins' subordinates, he drove into the yard through the six black painted doors.

Yi Chen kept saying: "Well, these people who look similar to the wooden man are the ones...what is that called? Is the subordinate of Yamaguchi Group? Did he die yesterday? Today is a festive day, who will he show off his zombie face?"

Chekov was the first to get out of the car. He heard Yi Chen’s complaint and turned around and explained with a smile: “Boss, you really don’t care about the customs and customs in the world at all. Japanese people are the most stringent society, and Japanese men are just like robots… But, Japanese girls are… Hehe, fuck, boss, will I take leave next year to visit prostitutes? I heard that Japan will have no virgins over the age of twelve, which is simply paradise!”

Yi Chen rolled his eyes and got off the car a little embarrassedly, because the Japanese who came to greet them had just approached and his face looked a little ugly when he heard Chekov's words... However, looking at their expressions, Yi Chen felt that Chekov seemed not talking nonsense this time!

The Japanese team member in his thirties, who was in his thirties, bowed to Yi Chen at 90 degrees with four subordinates behind him, and said respectfully in a strange English: "Who is this gentleman? Our team leader and Mr. Wiggins are in the hall. Please come in, please come in... Any special requests can be made, and we will meet your requirements."

The corners of Jester's mouth were upturned wildly, and finally, under the strong suppression of Yi Chen's eyes, he resisted the crazy laughter that was about to come out. Chekov looked at the team member in a daze, as if he had regarded him as a stunning beauty. However, Yi Chen still looked at him with a cold look, and Chekov reluctantly closed his mouth.

After introducing himself a little, the group followed the five Japanese people and walked towards the two-story Japanese mansion in the center of the courtyard. Yi Chen looked at the scenery on both sides and said in surprise: "Your boss, oh, it's a team leader, it's really a big deal. How long have you prepared for this courtyard?" Yi Chen was a little dissatisfied with his subordinates' efficiency. Looking at the size of the courtyard, it took at least about a year to manage it, and his subordinates had no news at all. However, thinking that most of the subordinates are small hooligans on the ground now, there is indeed no outstanding figure who can sway around the West District. Yi Chen still reluctantly forgave this matter in his heart.

The Japanese who led the lead said in their usual respectful tone: "Yes, we spent a year and a half to prepare this place. You see, the hall in the middle is for a large banquet, and the small tea pavilion in the nearby woods is for small gatherings of noble guests."

Yi Chen responded casually for a few words, and everyone had already arrived in front of the mansion.

At the door, four girls in regular kimono almost let out water. They knelt on the floor and served the group to change into wooden clogs. Yi Chen's face was a little gloomy because inside Chekov's luxurious crocodile leather boots, there was a pair of barefoots with a little dirt and no socks. Yi Chen decided a little annoyed: "Damn, after rushing back, you have to carefully adjust the clothing problems of the people below... But, fuck, among so many people, Chekov is a bastard, and he doesn't wear a pair of socks."

Wiggins was sitting in the center of the room, talking to an Asian man in his forties with a strong face. Seeing Yi Chen bringing people in, Wiggins quickly said something to the man, and then the two stood up to greet him. Yi Chen had a sharp ear, and although Wiggins was whispering ten meters away, he heard it clearly. He heard Wiggins say, "Mr. Yamaguchi, this guy is China Yi, that is, the target you are seeking."

Yi Chen sneered in his heart: "Select me? If you honestly give me benefits, it's almost the same for me to cooperate. Want to recruit me? What the hell are you?" But on the surface, he greeted Wiggins with a full face and laughed at Wiggins: "Wiggins, you old guy, haven't seen you for so many days, why did you suddenly find such a group of good friends and start such a place?"

Wiggins smiled and hugged Yi Chen, and said loudly: "China Yi, this is your fault. Last time I went to see you with Mr. Yamaguchi, you suddenly became ill...Don't tell me you are making excuses..."

Yi Chen smiled and said, "How could it be? There are many benefits to cooperate with you. How could I deliberately ignore you? By the way, this one." Yi Chen pushed away the conversation lightly and stretched out his hand to the Yamaguchi.

Yamaguchi held Yi Chen's hand, showed a smile, and said to Yi Chen with an extremely conceited but proud smile, "I am Yamaguchi Kazuo, the second leader of Yamaguchi group. Are you China Yi? Mr. Wiggins has introduced me a lot about you, and we still have some things to cooperate with Mr. Yi. I hope you can stay and talk to us later."

Yi Chen smiled and nodded slightly. But Yi Chen cursed in his heart: "Damn, you have a crush on the people and guns in my hands. You are afraid that Grant will fight you, and want me to stand up? Damn, the biggest gang in Asia now, why don't you send someone to guard the venue? Well, yes, Scotland Yard will not give you Japanese face, but no matter how you say you have to give us people with British citizenship a little face, right?"

Wiggins smiled and said to Yi Chen, "Please use some wine and food, the fish fillets here taste very, very good... The celebration starts on time at 12:00 noon." Seeing Yamaguchi walk away to do something, Wiggins lowered his voice and said, "The mysterious and weird Orientals insist on saying that the sun is hottest at noon, and it is the time when their great gods are the most powerful. They must open at that time... Oh my God, such a big sun will be very hot."

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I am also a strange oriental man, but I don't have so many problems. Old Wiggins, aren't you afraid of Grant... Look, the other bosses are here, but where is Grant? You are fighting with him for business." Yi Chen greeted the two London bosses who were entering the door with his hand playing with the jade pendant. The two men smiled and replied with a gift, and went to tease the maids who gave wine and food in a lustful way.

Wiggins's face looked a little bad. After a while, he said, "This... China Yi, I hope you can understand that the last time I went to find you, we were all ready and wanted you to invest. You know, Grant's subordinates are very unreasonable. I just want to redistribute the interests. Other bosses have no objections, but he insists on..."

Yi Chen interrupted him and said bluntly: "Oh? Wiggins, I'm afraid you understand, as long as you don't interfere with the business of other bosses, who will object? But Grant is different. His main source of wealth is in the casino, and he will not willingly give up his profits... If you want me to invest, isn't it just that you like the people and guns in my hands?"

Wiggins also said simply: "So, China Yi, how many shares do you want? If you can deal with Grant, everything will be easy."

Yi Chen Lion shouted: "Then, let's get a 40% dividend. If I give me 40% of the profits in the future, I will kill Grant for you. I'm easy to talk to. Give me money and I can kill you. Do you know my style of conduct, right?"

Wiggins was stunned for a moment: "40%? Just kidding, China Yi, I only have 20% profit."

Yi Chen laughed, gently threw the jade pendant in his left hand, then caught it with two fingers, put it into his inner bag, and looked at Wiggins with a strange smile: "So, the Japanese just want you to open up some joints for them, and you don't have much benefit, so why bother?"

Wiggins stopped talking, and his benefits were more than that. If the Japanese could monopolize the gambling industry near London, his gambling horse would soar. That was why he worked wholeheartedly with the Japanese and did not hesitate to conflict with Grant. How could he tell Yi Chen about these inside stories? The Japanese have too shallow foundation in London and they must have a strong helper to help them open up the situation. The ruthless Yi Chen became their best choice. Moreover, Wiggins naively believed that Yi Chen also came from Asia and would be closer to the Yamaguchi group anyway.

Yi Chen snorted coldly and said, "I'll take a step back. You can tell the Yamaguchi Ichigo that the 30% dividend will be given to me or forget it. Anyway, Grant and I have a good relationship. I have won a few games in his casino. I can't do such a broken-out thing."

Yi Chen summoned his subordinates, hugged Feili and sat in front of a table in the corner of the hall, slowly savoring Japanese sake and Yusheng. Out of the corner of his eyes, Wiggins arrived in front of Yamaguchi, who was commanding something in Japanese.

Not only Yi Chen, except Chekov did not have this ability, the others were focusing on eavesdropping on the conversation between Wiggins and Yamaguchi. Wiggins honestly told Yamaguchi what he asked. Yamaguchi looked on, and Yamaguchi quickly glanced at Yi Chen's direction, muttering: "Damn it, Chinese, damn it... His asking price is too high. I can't make a decision, I have to wait for the boss to decide..."

After a while, Yamaguchi said to Wiggins coldly: "He wants 30%? Where is this happening? You accounted for 20% of the dividends. Although we got 80%, after we made a deal, there was only about 50% left..." Yamaguchi took a long breath, glanced at Yi Chen again, and asked Wiggins in a low voice: "Are all his subordinates reliable? Can he use his subordinates to replace him?"

Yi Chen smiled in his heart: "Damn it, do you want to provoke us to rebel?" He looked at Phile, Phil, Gore and Jester with a wicked smile. The faces of the four of them changed, and they repeatedly revealed an absolutely impossible meaning in their eyes. Philee glanced at Yamaguchi with murderous intent. If Yi Chen hadn't hugged her waist, she would have punched her long ago.

Wiggins smiled bitterly: "It's probably difficult. I don't know where China Yi found these people. It seems that they are the most united group in our city of London. It's really difficult. China Yi itself is a guy that can't be seen through..." Wiggins lowered his voice: "It's best not to tell people casually when you said you just now. He was very cruel. He killed three bosses with similar status as ours one night. I don't want you to be shot into a doll with a submachine gun tonight."

Yamaguchi also frowned, nodded, and pulled Wiggins out.

Yi Chen smiled and seemed to have a good reputation in London. He asked inadvertently: "What does Chinese mean? Does it mean Chinese?"

Chekov, who was stuffing a large dump of mustard wrapped in sashimi, widened his eyes and said vaguely: "Boss, he said you Chinese? Damn, damn Japanese radish, in Japanese, the Chinese meaning is, um, um, anyway, it's very indecent... Damn, damn Japanese radish, when the Russo-Japanese War..." A series of wonderful Russian greetings came out.

Yi Chen frowned. He didn't know what "China" meant. When he was on the mountain, several old ghosts just urged his classmates to cultivate their character every day, but did not tell him what China and Japan were. Of course, he would not teach them history classes. Although Yi Chen was a little annoyed and scolded him, he thought about it, as long as they were all in the future, how could there be such trouble? He scolded himself and made a fortune for a year, and he would make a fortune.

In this way, a group of people sat in the hall without any serious things, just drinking and talking nonsense. Chekov wanted to find someone to make some special requests, but Jester, who felt very embarrassed, stabbed him with a finger, and Chekov, who was numb all over, could only sit and stare blankly.

At noon, Yi Chen felt the endless heat of the sun fire in the sky. The power of the stars in the four directions was diluted to the lowest point, and Yi Chen stopped the ineffective operation of the true energy. Several bosses from London greeted each other and followed the Japanese with their subordinates to attend the formal celebration.

A group of people walked towards the gate of the yard with a smile. Just when they were less than a hundred meters away from the gate, they didn't know whether it was a bomb or a rocket fired. The gate exploded. A fireball soared into the sky, and black smoke filled the fireworks. A dozen Japanese and several Wiggins' men screamed and flew backwards around. Occasionally, some limbs and other things fell from the sky.

The reporters outside the gate also screamed and ran around. Although they were not injured by the power of the explosion, the loud noise and fire had already made them frightened. What surprised Yi Chen was that several tabloid reporters were still trying hard to take photos. On the contrary, those reporters with large media logos on the microphone threw down all their equipment and ran away in scatters.

Most of the people around Yi Chen subconsciously squatted on the ground, and there was a 'rattle' sound. The people who came to attend the celebration basically shot each other with a shot and looked around nervously. Chekov simply lay on the ground and screamed: "Boss, bombs, bombs, fuck, fuck, fuck, I fuck..."

Yi Chen took a step back and stood beside Chekov. Phil, Gore and Jester were also distributed around Chekov. He was also guarding against and subsequent attacks to kill the boy. Feili took out a refined small pistol, slowly wandered around the outside and checked, and then made a safe gesture.

A large number of gunmen rushed out from all directions of the courtyard, and the angry Yamaguchi and Wiggins jumped and scolded: "Grant, I can't spare you..." Both of them were sweating coldly on their foreheads. If they had not been to show off, they had to wait for the guests to arrive before attending the opening ceremony, they would have been killed by themselves, right?

Yi Chen smiled: "It's so lively now... Well? Are you giving it to the 30% dividend? Haha, Grant is really impatient, but he created an opportunity for me..."

The police sirens roared, and a large number of police cars arrived. When they arrived, Yi Chen and the annoying figures had already left the scene. The invited VIP celebrities also left early, it depends on how Yamaguchi dealt with the police. To put it bluntly, you are a real business place, who can still think that if you have enough food and have nothing to do to fry you?

Chekov laughed wildly in the car he went back: "Damn, Uncle Bin Laden doesn't look down on their place. If he wants to blow it up, it's going to blow Downing Street... But, don't be too ruthless, those Japanese girls are really beautiful..." A part of his body began to lift the tent again, and Feli snorted miserably and lay in Yi Chen's arms again
Chapter completed!