Baojian

Chapter 487

"Is Little Japan quite rampant?"

Qin Fenghun didn't care about Yamamoto's threats. He is just a small person now, and a big boss like Chen Shihao will support him when the sky falls.

"They had a relatively good economy in the past few years, and they entered Europe and the United States at a relatively high starting point, so their influence in these countries is relatively greater than that of us Chinese."

Chen Shihao sighed when he heard the words. In foreign countries, whether a race can be respected is completely determined by the economy. The Jews were slaughtered so badly back then, and they are still flourishing in the world's financial circle.

The same is true for Japan. Since World War II, they have vigorously developed their economy, and squeezed into countries such as Europe and the United States through automobile trade and many other means. At one time, they almost forced some automobile industries in Europe and the United States to go bankrupt.

With a relatively sound legal system, the Japanese achieved great success in their economic aggression and won the respect of European and American entrepreneurs. Relatively speaking, the Chinese made relatively few achievements in these areas.

"Does the Yakuza also have a casino business in Las Vegas?"

Qin Feng asked nonchalantly, he was taught by that old cynic, so he naturally didn't like the Japanese, if he had a chance in the Gambling King Competition, he wouldn't mind killing the Japanese contestants.

"Yes, in the Caesars Palace casino, there are shares of the Yamaguchi-gumi."

Chen Shihao nodded, and said: "But they are not the controlling party. In addition, they also have some casinos in Japan and Thailand, but they are all dependent on others. They do not own a controlling casino..."

"Is there any difference? Could it be that the Yamaguchi-gumi wants to intervene in the operation and management of the casino?" Qin Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and asked, "Did they not control the casinos in Japan?"

"The casinos in Japan are their own, but gambling is illegal in Japan."

Chen Shihao smiled and said: "Qin Feng, you haven't figured it out yet. For the Yamaguchi-gumi, although the casino's profit is huge, it is still much worse than their drugs and other businesses... "

"Then why doesn't the Yamaguchi-gumi continue to do the drug business, and insist on squeezing into the gambling industry?" Qin Feng is really a little puzzled. As the saying goes, there are specialties in the art industry. If Qin Feng himself, he must do the familiar business.

"Money laundering!" Chen Shihao didn't make a fool of himself, but gave the answer directly.

"Money laundering? I understand!" Hearing these two words from Chen Shihao's mouth, Qin Feng immediately understood.

Money laundering refers to the process of legalizing criminal income through various means in order to conceal the true source and existence of criminal income. These criminal activities mainly include: drug trafficking, smuggling, fraud, corruption, bribery, tax evasion, etc.

The criminal activities listed above are basically all involved in the Yamaguchi group. In order to launder the money in the criminal place for legitimate investment, they must have a reasonable money laundering channel.

"These people entered the gambling industry, to a large extent, to launder money..."

Chen Shihao emphasized: "If they can control a casino, they can launder tens of billions of dollars of black money every year through the casino. This is why they have always wanted to control the casino..."

"Brother Hao, will Mr. He's casino involve money laundering?" Qin Feng thought for a while and asked.

"As long as it's a casino, how many clean butts can there be?"

Chen Shihao lowered his voice, and said: "When Uncle Han started gambling on the Oriental Princess, he once laundered money for overseas Hongmen...

Otherwise, you think that the old man came to Las Vegas to gamble for three days and three nights and won tens of millions of dollars. The people in the casino here dare not touch Uncle Han, isn't it because of the influence of Hongmen? "

"Is there such a thing as this?"

Qin Feng has gained a lot of knowledge today. He didn't expect that the gambling saint Yehan and Hongmen also have a relationship, but think about it carefully. When those super rich people started their fortunes, they were more or less related to people on the road. of.

"Okay, brother, you go up and have a rest, and I'll have someone call you at noon."

Seeing that Qin Feng was already full, Chen Shihao said, "Since Yamamoto has appeared here, the Mafia will know about it. I'm afraid they won't be the only ones who invite us..."

Mafia members are notoriously unreasonable, and they all come from Italian families, and they are also very united. Although the people who died should only be members of peripheral organizations, Chen Shihao knows that they probably won't let it go.

Moreover, Chen Shihao faintly felt that the Mafia would take this opportunity to give them some warnings. After all, Las Vegas was their traditional territory. If many forces started a war here, they would suffer the most.

"Grandma, what kind of gambling king contest is this? It's just a gangster meeting..."

After hearing Chen Shihao's words, Qin Feng was a little speechless. It seems that "gambling" is really not something that ordinary people can play. No wonder the top rich Chinese like Li Chaoren have never been involved in the gambling industry.

"Brother, Brother Hao, I can't compare to them, so I just hope to show my face in the gambling king competition."

Hearing Qin Feng's muttering, Chen Shihao couldn't help but burst out laughing. Although this was his first time participating in the Gambling King Competition, he also had some friends overseas in Hongmen. Naturally, something happened.

The annual Gambling King Competition seems to be calm, but behind it, there are many forces fighting.

After more than ten years, there are probably more than a dozen gambling king-level gambling masters who died under assassination in various countries. They are all victims of gang fights.

Chen Shihao suddenly pointed to a car on the road outside the window, and said, "Those people standing beside the car outside, do you see that?"

"See, they should be the police, right?"

Qin Feng followed Chen Shihao's finger to see that the police at home and abroad are almost the same, even if they are not wearing police uniforms, they can be easily recognized.

"That's right, during the gambling king contest, in addition to the federal police, police from many states will also be called in."

Chen Shihao nodded and said: "So there is no need to be afraid of large-scale fighting incidents, but things like yesterday's are hard to guard against. You'd better not go out during this time..."

"Brother Hao, I see. Don't worry, even if I go out, they won't recognize me."

With the disguise technique, it is very easy for Qin Feng to change his appearance. In addition, there are not a few Asians who came to Las Vegas this time. It's useless for the CIA to come.

"After noon is over, go to the hotel where Liu Zimo and the others are staying." Qin Feng, who returned to the room, originally wanted to go and see Liu Zimo, but he still didn't go out after thinking of Chen Shihao's words.

It's just that Qin Feng didn't know that Liu Zimo was not in the hotel at the moment. He arrived at the Las Vegas airport at [-] o'clock in the morning, and he also brought two buses from the travel company.

When Qin Feng had just had breakfast and returned to his room, a special plane from San Francisco landed at the airport in Las Vegas. More than 100 young people in suits and sunglasses filed out of the airport. walked out.

Walking in front of these young people was a skinny old man in his 50s, wearing a double-breasted gown made of silk and satin, standing among a group of burly men, very eye-catching.

"Uncle Bai, here, I'm here." Seeing the old man, Liu Zimo yelled loudly, standing at the place where he was waiting, waving his arms repeatedly.

"Little brat, you stand there like a telegraph pole, can I not see it?"

The old man walked up to Liu Zimo, slapped him heavily on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I'm worried that I can't find a reason to come to Las Vegas, but you are fine, let's do it with those Italian guys first." up?"

"Uncle Bai, it should not be their core members, but just a few black people."

Liu Zimo scratched his head, looked at the brothers in the gang who were still going out, and said involuntarily, "Uncle Bai, why send so many brothers just for this little matter of mine?"

When he received a call from Uncle Bai to ask him to prepare two buses, Liu Zimo was taken aback. Dare Hongmen want to start a war with the mafia?
"You're nothing at all."

Uncle Bai waved his hand at the people behind, and pointed to the bus parked outside the airport. The young men immediately filed into the bus, leaving only seven or eight people clustered around Uncle Bai.

"Uncle Bai, you've made such a big fight, I'm so uneasy, kid."

Liu Zimo was already a little confused at this time. Although he knew that his father and Uncle Bai, who was in charge of the "Yi" hall, were inseparable, the other party would not make such a big fuss because of their personal relationship, right?

The eight halls in the Hongmen are arranged according to benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith, plus the punishment hall, middle hall, and sitting hall. Each hall has a hall master, which can be said to be the highest leadership organization for millions of Hongmen children.

Among them, Yizitang is specially responsible for foreign conquests, and more than half of Hongmen's overseas industries are produced by Yizitang.

So Liu Zimo knew that Uncle Bai, who is the head of the Yizi Hall, would not move easily. Even if he came out this time, it meant that Hongmen was going to make a big move.

"Come on, is it comfortable to stand and be stared at?"

Uncle Bai didn't answer Liu Zimo's words, but glanced at the four or five people who came out behind them, and went straight to the bus outside.

"The American police?" Liu Zimo quickly followed.

"It's the FBI..."

Uncle Bai said with a half-smile, "The federal police are not high enough to supervise us. Even the Mafia is watched by the FBI. We can't be too low-level."

"That's right, Uncle Bai, if you go out in person, I'm afraid Bill Clinton won't be able to sleep well."

Liu Zimo followed behind and flattered, but what he said was somewhat true. The full name of the FBI translated into Chinese is the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and their heads are directly responsible to the President of the United States.

"Go away, hurry up and settle everyone down, we still have something to do at noon."

After the massacre in New York that year, the FBI people listed Uncle Bai as a key surveillance target. He has long been used to having FBI people by his side, completely treating those few people as air.

The United States is law-abiding. Even though they collected a room full of Uncle Bai's data, they couldn't find any direct evidence to prove that Uncle Bai violated the laws of the United States, so they could only follow behind and act as bodyguards.

Although Las Vegas is not the traditional site of Hongmen, as one of the three major gangs in the United States, Hongmen still has enough background. The two buses did not drive into Las Vegas, but stopped At the gate of a manor on the outskirts of the city.

This manor, which covers a large area, is Hongmen's property in Las Vegas. There is no problem in accommodating one or two hundred people, and there are enough firearms in the manor, which can pull out an army similar to an army at any time. The team is coming.

In the United States, owning guns is legal, and private property is sacred and inviolable. Even if the president of the United States comes here and the owner is unwilling, he will never want to enter this manor

So at the gate of the manor, a few police cars stopped there as if they were facing an enemy. When the people inside did not show any signs of crime, they could only wait here.

The people from the Hongmen suddenly came to Las Vegas, but it touched the nerves of many people. Almost at the moment when the special plane landed in Las Vegas, all the gang bosses in Las Vegas Got the message.

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