Chapter 103 Sitting in the City of Distressed Sorrow

Manhattan's Chinatown is not a small area. The buildings and facilities here are far less than other areas in Manhattan, and they are quite dilapidated in comparison.

Zhou Qingfeng walked along both sides of the road and went to the nearby fire station according to the index of the map. But he soon faced a situation where he didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The street he was going to walk was barricaded.

Several streets where Chinese people gather were blocked. They are entrenched in their own territory, prohibiting any outsiders from entering and leaving, intending to protect themselves in this negative way.

"I saw the patrol team. There is a sentry on the top of the building, and there are at least a few thousand people living there." Zhou Qingfeng raised his binoculars, and he could see that his compatriots were doing a good job in fighting against illegal immigrants and urban gangsters.

"You Chinese are very ruthless." Katerina was also observing. A Chinese patrol was dragging the bodies, and what appeared to be several white men who were trying to storm the barricades were killed.

"I always thought that we Chinese were bullied abroad." Although Zhou Qingfeng was happy that his compatriots could have a safe place to live, but now the barricades blocked his way. If he wants to detour, he may have to face another group of gangsters occupying the street.

"Stop talking nonsense, when you Chinese are fierce, you are fiercer than anyone else!" Katerina was very dissatisfied with Zhou Qingfeng's words, "When I was a mercenary in Africa, I once fought against you Chinese.

Every time you are attacked, the whole world will know and you will feel wronged. But when you attack others, you never say anything. When the Chinese are grabbing territory, they will become extremely brutal. "

"Really?" Zhou Qingfeng looked happy. Hearing this news, he had a feeling of 'I'm relieved because my compatriots are so shameless'.

However, Katerina's tone changed again, and she joked: "But you Chinese are also very infighting. You want to be the first in everything you do. If you are not the first, you will be unhappy and never give up."

"Stop, stop, stop, let's think about what to do with the trouble in front of us, shall we?" Zhou Qingfeng was a little ashamed, he didn't want to talk about these black histories.

"What else can I do? Say hello to them, and discuss whether you can borrow it? You Chinese have another advantage, as long as the method is correct, you are very willing to communicate and communicate with others.

It is impossible for us to kill everyone in Manhattan. The closed forces that are entrenched like this will definitely be what we will face in the future. "

Katerina also pushed Zhou Qingfeng, he asked in surprise: "You let me go up?"

"Did you let me, the Englishman, go up?" Katerina rolled her eyes.

Phew..., it seems that I really can only go up.

Zhou Qingfeng was not used to the feeling of facing the muzzle, but he could only stand up and shout at the sentry in the distance, "Hi! I'm Chinese, can I talk to you?"

The sentry immediately took aim at the gun, and Zhou Qingfeng was so frightened that he quickly hid behind the wall of a building. After a while, the sentry direction shouted in Chinese: "On the opposite side, you can walk slowly, but I want to see your hands."

"Go, Chinese boy." Katerina patted Zhou Qingfeng on the shoulder and said jokingly, "I hope you have expertise in negotiation."

Zhou Qingfeng flicked his head a few times, and after confirming that there was no danger on the other side, he stepped out boldly. He also held up his hands to signal that he was harmless. But when he approached, someone appeared behind the barricade, looked at him carefully and asked, "Are you the kid who killed the mayor of New York?"

The unfortunate Chief Bratton of the New York Police Department made Zhou Qingfeng's reputation!

"That's right!" Zhou Qingfeng nodded shyly, "My name is Zhou Qingfeng, and my English name is Victor Hugo."

There were several Chinese armed with guns behind the barricade, and a middle-aged man shouted enthusiastically: "Young man, come in! We need someone like you who dares to fight and kill. You have been reported on TV.

I'm sure you can't be one of those white and black people. "

The middle-aged man was obviously a leader. He patted Zhou Qingfeng on the shoulder and said with admiration: "Boy, your equipment is really good! The New York police have suffered a lot from you, and you have robbed them of a lot of good things. what!"

Zhou Qingfeng also carried all kinds of NYPD equipment, he also said cheerfully: "Uncle, can I discuss something with you."

"Want to join us? I said it all, no problem. My surname is Zheng, from Hebei, you can call me Uncle Zheng in the future." Uncle Zheng was really enthusiastic, he took Zhou Qingfeng's hand and walked towards the back of the market, wanting to take him Go meet other friends.

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't speak for a while, so he could only follow Uncle Zheng. He soon entered a roadside restaurant, which had been transformed into a headquarters.

"Come here, everyone, do you know this kid?! Victor Hugo, who made a fuss in New York a week ago. His real name is Zhou Qingfeng, and he came to us today." Uncle Zheng shouted in the restaurant. voice.

Zhou Qingfeng originally thought he would be cheered, but there were only a few cold eyes in the restaurant, which made his prepared smile useless. There were more than a dozen people in the restaurant, old and young, all sitting around the table with sad faces, as if they had just ended a fruitless discussion.

"What's wrong? Are you so worried? We're not living well now." Uncle Zheng looked optimistic, and dragged Zhou Qingfeng to introduce everyone present one by one. "This old man Li, from Fujian, is an old overseas Chinese. This little Tang is a new immigrant who came seven years ago. This is Ma Ke, who used to be a soldier in the US military and is our main force."

As Uncle Zheng introduced, Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and shook hands with a smile on his face. When he walked in front of Marco, the shaved young man wearing a US military training uniform said in a sarcastic tone, "I can't stay outside, so I thought of finding my compatriots to pack together for warmth? It's just that we don't have any food left here. !"

"I guessed it." Zhou Qingfeng could also understand with his knees. The great business of these Chinese families in front of them is also very expensive. Without external supplements, everyone will be sitting in the city of distress. "I actually came here to borrow the way."

"What's the excuse?" Mr. Li, who was sitting at the other end, had a Hokkien accent and snatched the conversation away.

"My companions and I are going to Bron Street behind you, but several nearby streets are blocked. I can only come and find a way to borrow the road."

"Do you have any companions? How many?"

"Just two, me and an Englishman. We're trying to get a fire truck on Bloem Street."

Hearing that there were only two of them in Zhou Qingfeng, Mr. Li shook his head and said, "It was easy to say a few days ago, but now that we can't get through, the surrounding area is blocked. Everyone is robbing the site, and everyone is afraid of being robbed. Can't trust anyone.

Now everyone knows New York is screwed and we all want to run. But there is another group of people on the other side of Bloom Street. Thousands of us are trapped here and can't move. We can't escape even if we want to escape! "

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