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The fight started in the third quarter. If I hadn’t been watching the boxing match, I would never have recognized the two people on the stage.

His whole head was swollen, and his face was beyond recognition. His eyes were swollen like bubbles, and he could only squint to see people.

Lao Hei held his head and let the strong white man hit him with two punches. While gritting his teeth to hold back, he kicked the strong white man's left leg hard.

This is not the first time that he has kicked the injured part of a strong white man against the opponent's punch.

The strong white man tried his best to drag his left leg behind him, but in the end he was kicked up.

"Ah!!" The strong white man couldn't hold on anymore this time and screamed, half-kneeling on the ground.

When the old black man saw that the opportunity he had been waiting for finally arrived, he slapped the strong white man in the face hard.

"boom!"

The strong white man fell on the ring.

Upon seeing this, Lao Hei's throat-sealed eyes burst out with a cruel light, he stepped forward and stomped hard on the white man's injured leg.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

The sound of bone breaking was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears through the speakers, and the scalps of those who listened were numb.

"Ah!!!" A shrill scream came from the white man's mouth.

When the old man heard the scream, he became even more excited. He raised his size 46 foot and stepped down again.

The white man held his twisted calf and shouldered the blow with his arm, and his arm made a crisp sound, "click"!

"I give up, I give up!" He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, shouting vaguely.

As soon as he admitted defeat, the two referees immediately rushed over.

But the old black man didn't seem to hear it and stepped on it again.

When the two referees saw this, they immediately hugged Lao Hei from the side and dragged him backwards.

"Fake, Fake, let me go, you sons of bitches, I'm going to kill him!" Lao Hei roared and struggled hard.

"Fuck you!" A referee let go of Lao Hei's hand and hit Lao Hei on the chin with a vicious uppercut.

With a sound of "Bang!", Lao Hei's head was raised high back after being hit, his eyes rolled, and he fell onto the ring with a bang!

This time, it was completely quiet!

Seeing this scene, the audience all exclaimed in surprise. Unexpectedly, the referee was so fierce, and then they cheered like a mountain and a tsunami.

The referee twisted his neck and raised his arms to show off his muscles. He used to be a professional boxer, but he was older and couldn't keep up, so he joined the event team as a referee.

Off the stage, the medical team that had been prepared for a long time rushed forward. After quick emergency treatment, they carefully carried the two contestants, who were both in human form, onto stretchers and rushed off the ring.

You need to go to the hospital quickly. The strong white man's calf and arm are definitely broken, and the black man won't be much better either.

At this moment, Sean's kind nature is revealed. When faced with people who are making money for themselves, Sean will try his best to save them.

At least I won't do anything like "pushing it to society for physical reasons".

During the three quarters of the game, there were more than 600 people, all of whom were wealthy. The amount of bets before and after exceeded 12 million US dollars, with an average bet of about 20,000 per person.

It’s not high, but in this game, Sean’s commission reached 1.2 million US dollars!

Of course, it’s not all profits, the various expenses are also not small.

From now on, there will be at least two events every night. Although the guests coming later will not be as wealthy as today, the number of people will be larger.

Come to think of it, the daily draw results from just placing bets will not be less than 2 million.

That’s not even counting the ticket price!

Yes, you need to buy a ticket to enter the Peace Hotel.

1,000 US dollars, no counteroffer!

You have to consider the nature of the people coming here!

Anyone who dares to come here is a complete bad guy.

They are all here to do shameful things!

Who cares about spending an extra $1,000 to do this kind of thing!?

Do you know why bad guys are rich?

Because ‘if you lose your conscience, you will make more money’!

Two beauties in bikinis came to the ring. They were responsible for cleaning up the blood stains on the ring.

After all the blood and violence, what you need most is beauty.

No separation!

The two beauties have very good figures, with round thighs and slender waists. They kneel on the ground, stick out their buttocks, and slowly wipe the floor.

The movement of mopping the floor is not big, but (·person·) is shaking a lot...

After a showdown between muscles and violence, people’s blood is boiling!

Immediately after the first game is completed, there is the second game.

Compared with the previous one, this game is played by professional players who have undergone long-term training.

If the first game was a bloody and violent brutal showdown, then this one is a decisive battle of technology, will, and violence.

The two of them tested each other, with fists, kicks, knees, and elbows, every move was clean and neat. Even those who had not practiced it could see the danger in it.

If the two players from the first game faced anyone in the second game at this moment, they would definitely lose.

The atmosphere created in the first game was very good, and it was carried over perfectly in the second game.

At this moment, Sean was sitting next to Old Man Huang, "Old Huang, what do you think? I know there are many martial arts schools in Chinatown. Are you interested in training a few boxers to compete here?"

"Contestants will receive a fixed 10% commission on tickets, and the winner will receive an additional 10% of the bet bonus."

"Generally speaking, if you win a match, you can earn between US$100,000 and US$150,000."

"Why, aren't the boxers here all yours?" Old Man Huang was really interested when he heard that, 150,000 to 200,000 US dollars, this income is not low, especially for those martial arts schools.

Most of the martial arts schools that rely on the Chinese who come to learn martial arts can no longer operate.

"It's all organized by the gangs below. I just help provide them with more professional and scientific training materials, and then organize the competition. As for who the contestants are and where they come from, I don't care. If you have money, everyone will make it.

" Sean said with a smile.

"Okay, I will ask the people below about this matter." Old Man Huang nodded. It would be good to find a way for the people below to make money.

"But I have to explain that no one here is following any tricks. Everyone is studying how to knock down the opponent in the shortest time. Don't underestimate them."

"Don't worry, I understand!" Old Man Huang looked solemn. Most martial arts schools practice routines, which are training methods. The purpose is to strengthen the body. Few people practice actual combat methods.

Besides, no matter how well you practice, if your physical fitness is not good enough, you will still be beaten to death when you go on stage.

After chatting for a while, the second game was over. Sean didn't care about the outcome, as long as everyone was satisfied.

In both games, everyone placed bets. Those who won were naturally happy, and those who lost were not reluctant.

The money is not much and no one cares.

Sean saw everyone off at the door. When they left, Marvin and his gang of dudes seemed very excited. It was definitely impossible for them to compete on stage. However, these guys had the idea of ​​setting up their own club to train boxers to participate in the competition. Xiao

Well, of course I have nothing to disagree with.

One by one, the guests were sent away, and the Peace Hotel's brand name was finally put out. I believe that through these upper-class people, the news will spread soon.

Moreover, with so many wealthy people here, the credibility is naturally guaranteed.

Old Man Huang was the last to leave, and of course Sean knew what that meant.

The two of them were in no hurry to go out. Before Old Man Huang came, he had never thought of asking Sean for help regarding the recent events in Chinatown.

But he just saw so many big names, many of whom were from New York. He saw congressmen from Manhattan, New York City congressmen, high-level government officials, people from the prosecutor's office, and even the district police chief saw two

…

Things like the Peace Hotel and underground boxing matches cannot be hidden, and Sean doesn't mind these people knowing.

Whether a crime is illegal or not is never the key issue. The key issue is whether the person who committed the crime has enough power and whether there is a conflict of interest with other people.

The whole world knew what the Gold Club was about, but it wasn’t until 2001 that it became illegal...

Harvey's Hollywood Red Couch has been in existence for 30 years, and many people have sued him, but it was not until he lost power that he was really found out.

Therefore, there is nothing to be afraid of Sean. Besides, just because it is illegal now does not mean it will still be illegal in the future.

Sean has his own plans.

He has always believed that America should be more free and open!

"I've encountered some difficulties over there recently." Mr. Huang didn't hesitate. After living in the United States for so many years, he knew how to deal with Americans.

"Really!?" Sean looked very 'surprised', "I've been busy with things in Colombia recently, and I really don't know what's going on in New York."

When Sean said this, Mr. Huang did not doubt it. He knew that the X security incident was so big before. He also lamented that Sean was brave enough to use armed helicopters and missiles to kill hundreds of people in other countries.

After hearing what Old Man Huang said, Sean ordered Jonas to come over and ask, and then he finally knew the whole story.

"The problem of racial discrimination has always existed. I talk about it, but it is of no use." Sean sighed, "I will help you solve the official problem, but the conflict between you and several gangs..."

"This problem is not a big one. As long as the officials don't take sides, it will be solved gradually." Old Man Huang said with a smile.

"I have a brother named Yu Rui. Mr. Huang should have met him. He was also at the restaurant that day." Sean suddenly said: "Old Huang also knows that it is impossible for other families to enter New York when the five major families in New York are here.

"

Old Man Huang's eyes flickered, "What do you mean, Mr. Sean?"

"Yuri can provide some information, targeted information." Sean put on a meaningful smile.

"What does Mr. Sean need here?" Mr. Huang understood instantly.

"I want a piece of land near Center Street." Sean said, looking into Old Man Huang's eyes.

Old Man Huang frowned deeply, "Die!"

As we all know, the Chinese have the habit of buying houses and land, and this habit has been passed down for thousands of years.

It is said that the Chinese are poor, but in fact, data shows that the average income of Chinese in the United States is more than 50% higher than the average income of Americans.

As Chinatown has expanded outward little by little over the years, the land has been acquired by the Chinese little by little.

Saving money and buying houses and land are the fundamental means for Chinatown to expand little by little.

Of course, due to xenophobia, racial discrimination, different living habits and other reasons, land is not that valuable in the hands of the Chinese.

4 square kilometers of land in Manhattan, New York!

The land occupied by Chinatown is prime land, close to the New York City Police Department, city government office buildings, federal office buildings, Wall Street...

The reason why the Chinese got it at a relatively low price is actually similar to the way black people gathered in large numbers, causing white people to sell properties at low prices.

Sean took a fancy to the land he could get during the expansion of Chinatown.

The reason why Old Man Huang hesitated was precisely because of the land. The Chinese are very obsessed with the land.

"Don't worry, I won't lose a penny of the price, and I will help you take over the entire Jewish Quarter in a short time." Sean said with a smile.

"How old do you want it to be?" Old Man Huang asked with a frown.

"Twenty acres!" Sean blurted out.

"No, it's too much!" Old Man Huang stood up suddenly and stared at Sean.

Today's Chinatown is not as big as it was in later generations, 20 acres and 13,000 square meters is too big.

"18 acres!"

"2 acres!"

When he heard the figure of 2 acres, Sean jumped up in anger. Damn it, the old lady didn't bargain so hard, it was too much!

“17 acres!”

"3 acres!"

"16 acres!"

"4 acres!"

"15 acres!"

"4 acres!"

Sean:???

I'm so down!

Old Man Huang: I know, but I'm afraid of chaos.

Old Man Huang shook his head, and Sean was afraid that the old man would shake his head off.

"No, you can't do this, Mr. Huang, you have to take a longer view!" Sean made the old man very angry.

He didn't think Old Man Huang could imagine how valuable the land in Manhattan would be in the future, but the racial characteristics of the Chinese determined that the old man regarded land as extremely important.

For Old Man Huang and the elderly people in Chinatown, the United States is not their hometown, and they have never regarded the United States as their own country and have no sense of identity.

(PS: Influenced by thousands of years of traditional culture, democracy and other things have always been far away from the Chinese. Compared with getting involved in politics abroad, the Chinese prefer to develop in the economy, education and culture overseas. U.S. law stipulates that any U.S. citizen or holding

Residents with green cards have the right to join court juries, but few Chinese are willing to participate. The Chinese generally believe that this will take up their time to make money. Similarly, they are not willing to participate in any demonstrations and troublemaking activities. Those who stand out will die first.

They all pay attention to keeping a low profile, and they also feel that it is a waste of time to make money. They are not willing to participate in elections and vote, and they also feel that it is a waste of time.)

(PS2: Take Malay as an example. One-third of the population in Malay is Chinese, but the proportion of Chinese in the Malay army is less than 3%. No matter what you say, the fact is that there is not enough recognition.)

The only thing they can identify with here is Chinatown. Chinatown is home, home!

Watching their homes expand little by little is the biggest wish of these old men.

Sean was helpless and asked Jonas to bring him a map of New York.

Looking at the map, Old Man Huang turned his head and squinted at Sean, why did you prepare this thing in advance?

Sean: Do you believe me when I say I have never had any ideas for you?

Sean is also at his wits end.

If he wants to take over the entire land close to the highway, he must convince Old Man Huang. Without Old Man Huang triumphing in the middle, even if Sean spends money, what he can get will be scattered.

The map was laid out. Sean originally wanted a piece of land directly opposite Chinatown, but looking at the old man's appearance, there was no chance.

After thinking about it, Sean moved his hand to the location of the later 'Museum of Chinese in America'.

The Museum of Chinese in America was established five years ago, in 1980, in Old Chinatown, New York. It mainly displays some fragments of Chinese life in the United States and the achievements they have made in various fields over the past 200 years.

Showing culture, history, etc. are just superficial. It has been 80 years, who can I show it to?

The real purpose is to strengthen the cohesion of Chinese Americans.

In 2009, as Chinatown grew larger, the museum moved once, to No. 210-215 Central Street.

Now Sean is interested in this piece of land, but the total area of ​​the museum is only 1,500 square meters, less than 3 acres, which obviously cannot satisfy Sean's appetite.

Start laying out your own plans from now on. If you can't get a large enough piece of land, then why bother playing with it?

"Here, I want 10 acres!" Sean said firmly, "No more!"

"This is Italian territory." Mr. Huang looked at the map and immediately softened when he saw it was not Chinatown.

"I know, I will let Yuri cooperate with you." Sean was too lazy to follow Lao Zha and slowly started inking.

The land he was interested in was half in the Italian Quarter and half in the Jewish Quarter.

"Yuri cooperates with you and will give you information about the Italian and South American gangs. Do you understand the rest?" Sean narrowed his eyes and said.

"I will send people to get rid of all their senior officials. As for whether your people can successfully take office, that is none of my business."

"Of course." Sean nodded.

"But the police and the New York City Government..." Old Man Huang raised his eyebrows.

"I will lobby for you on this matter, but you will have to send a group of people to calm the situation afterwards." Sean looked up at the old man.

The old man hesitated and then said: "Okay."

"Afterwards, your development direction will be towards this. Squeeze out all the people here as soon as possible. I will provide the funds to purchase the real estate."

"But there is a problem, population." Old Man Huang said with some embarrassment: "With enough population, the city government can't do anything to us, but the problem is, it's a bit difficult."

"Then bring someone here. Isn't New York the largest gathering place for Chinese on the East Coast?" Sean frowned.

"But New York is not just Chinatown in Manhattan. Here, well, the rent is a bit high, and many people go to live in Brooklyn." Old Man Huang felt a little helpless.

Sean:…

"If you have any needs, you can tell me and I will try my best to help you. I will pay for the purchase of this piece of land, and before I get it all, I can give it to the person who bought it for use." Sean thought for a while.

He continued: "In addition, I have a bank in my name. If someone is buying a house in Manhattan and doesn't have enough money, they can seek a loan from my bank. I will slightly lower the loan threshold."

When reviewing loans, American banks will habitually raise their standards for Chinese people. This is not to say that they are discriminatory. White people always feel that Chinese people are not stable enough and may have many accidents.

But Sean knows that only Chinese people who have mortgage debt are good Chinese people...

After making a rough plan with Old Man Huang, the matter is finally over.

It's not that easy to win over that piece of land, even if Yuri cooperates, but the land is easy to fight, and acquiring all the properties is the most difficult part.

Sean estimated that it would take a lot of effort every year.

Just leave it alone for now.

It's important for Yuri to work with Old Man Huang to take down several gangs around him.

Land is a matter of time. With his connections, Old Man Huang will not refuse him to buy land in Chinatown.

An American super-rich man who understands China, speaks Mandarin, and has goodwill toward them is of great significance.

After seeing Old Man Huang off, Sean took the car back to the villa.

On the way, Sean asked about the condition of the two prison boxers, and the news he received was that the white boxer's calf was completely broken, the forearm bone was cracked, and three ribs were broken.

The old black man also had several broken ribs and multiple bone fractures in his arms.

Both of them suffered moderate concussions, skin trauma, soft tissue contusions, etc. Not to mention, they are not injuries.

Sean clicked his tongue twice. In fact, he was quite willing to watch this kind of low-skilled but fierce battle.

In comparison, in the second game, the two boxers were better technically and physically, but they didn't have murderous intent.

Well, it's more suitable for promotion. It's a bit worse for black boxing, it's not black enough.

However, for this kind of black boxing, the source of the boxers is a problem.

A fight is a serious injury. How many boxers can bear this kind of exhaustion?

Still have to rely on prison!

Thinking of the key point, Sean turned to look at Jonas and asked: "How many of the more than 85 prisons in New Jersey are private?"

"Ah?" Jonas was stunned for a moment, and then said after thinking about it carefully: "No, it's not personal, right?"

"How is that possible!?" Sean's face was full of surprise, but he remembered that most of the prisons in the United States in later generations were privately run.

With 5% of the world's population and 25% of the world's prisoners, the United States has created the world's largest prison population.

"What's the point of opening a private prison? It's not profitable!" Jonas looked at Sean in confusion.

Sean didn't speak, resting his forehead on his hand and lost in thought.

He can be sure that in the future, most prisons in the United States will be privately opened, and it is very profitable to open prisons. Several major prison giants are also listed companies.

But now there are not many private prisons.

So, what is the reason that led to the situation in prisons in later generations?

If you seize the opportunity, the business opportunities here are huge!

It's just that it's a bit late today.

Early the next morning, Sean went straight to the Newark Police Station to see his dear Chief Wells.

60% of the residents of Newark are black and it is a paradise for criminals. There are not too many criminals here. As the police chief, Wells will definitely be able to find some answers for himself.

Wells felt strange about Sean's sudden visit, and Sean's questions made him even more strange.

"Prison, private prison? Ha!" Wells laughed loudly: "Why, do you think there are too few bad guys around you, and are you ready to prepare more for yourself? Or are you afraid that one day you will be arrested and there will be no good place to go?

.”

"Fake, if I'm caught, I'll be the first to confess you!" Sean laughed and cursed.

All joking aside, Wells still found a lot of information according to Sean's request.

How many people have been sent to key prisons in Newark in the past ten years, what are the sentencing ranges, etc.

We know from Wells that not all criminals go to jail.

Because the government needs to spend money after being imprisoned, and the government does not want to invest so much money in criminals, and these investments will not return any returns!

Therefore, many criminals resort to fines and out-of-court settlements.

Currently, the proportion of criminals imprisoned in the United States is not high among the world's, less than 8%, which is only slightly more than the population.

Sean immediately contacted Governor Bennie and obtained the annual New Jersey investment in prisons from the state government.

And asked Jonas to get some information from the prison.

After comparing, Sean discovered the problem.

Is the current prison operation model different from that of the future? It is still an old-fashioned and traditional simple detention. Every year, the government needs to invest a lot of money in prisons.

Prison construction and maintenance costs, staff salary and welfare expenses, prisoners' living expenses, medical expenses, etc.

This is a huge expense for any state!

In order to reduce expenses, state governments at all levels can only reduce the number of criminals imprisoned and try to deal with less serious cases through plea bargaining and out-of-court settlement.

This is completely different from that of later generations, where people will be arrested if they can and sentenced if they can be judged.

"How is life in prison?" After sorting out the information in his hand, Sean asked Jonas.

"Not bad, our people are all fine," Jonas said.

"I mean ordinary people, what about ordinary people?"

"That's very bad. The accommodation conditions are very poor. The beds are all bunk beds. Six people have to live in a room. There is only one toilet and a basin for washing. Some conditions are so poor that eight people can live in a room.

You can only take a shower every two days!" Jonas reached out and made an 'eight' sign with some exaggeration.

"Very bad?!" Sean had a strange expression and looked at Jonas in disbelief.

"Well, it's very bad!" Jonas nodded with certainty and waved his arms exaggeratedly, "That's simply not how people live, it's too crowded!"

"The food is also very poor. Each meal only has an orange or other cheap fruits, and there is less than a pound of chicken every day."

Well, it turns out that none of Rabbit's students are human...

Well... most of them are not human.

"Okay, that's pretty bad." Sean thought for a while and nodded. The food of those old black men who do nothing and only rely on relief will not be worse than this.

Well, just go to various relief stations every day to get food coupons.

As he spoke, Sean slapped the table hard, startling Jonas.

"This is so inhumane, this is abuse, this is a crime, this is a disregard for human rights!" Sean cursed loudly with an indignant look.

Jonas looked at Sean with a weird expression, this... is so unreal!

"Even if they are criminals, they still have human rights and are living people. The government is an executioner. They cannot abuse criminals like this!"

"Yes, you can't!"

"I, Sean, will never allow this to happen before my eyes."

"Head, are you...sick?" Jonas looked at Sean uncertainly.

Sean:￣へ￣

"Is it weird that I speak for criminals?" Sean asked with a dark face.

"Uh..." Jonas thought for a moment and suddenly realized, "It's not surprising!"

"That's right." Sean was very satisfied.

"After all, you are the worst criminal!" Jonas pursed his lips and nodded heavily.

"Fake!" Sean kicked him hard.

Jonas laughed and jumped away.

"Boss, what are you going to do?" Jonas came over again and asked.

"Of course I am making a voice for those people who are being held in prisons and are suffering from abuse and unfair treatment. They need to get their rights!" Sean said decisively: "Jonas, go to various prisons and collect them.

Evidence, photos, videos of prisoner abuse.”

"In addition, let the gangs under your command find people who have been detained in prison before and ask them if they have received unfair treatment. All of them should be recorded."

"No, what are you doing?" Jonas looked confused.

"Take the prison to court. The people have the right to know the truth!"

Frank, Jonas rolled his eyes, he was convinced, Sean was hypnotizing himself all the time, as if he was really a good person.

"Okay, hurry up and do this damn thing, this is a big deal!" Sean smiled, grabbed a box of Cuban cigars and threw it over.

Jonas took it and then turned around and walked out with a smile.

Sean is not idle either. Sol is not around and has gone to India to develop the blending oil market, but he can find other lawyers.

In fact, you should set up a law firm under your own control.

Sean thought to himself.

After the lawyers were in place, Sean immediately brought the gang members who had been abused in prison to Newark and asked the legal team to record them in detail one by one.

It would be better to start a group lawsuit later.

At the same time, Sean asked Peter and several congressmen he supported to release the news, and reporters immediately came to interview him.

"Our compatriots are being treated unfairly!" With videos and photos in hand, these congressmen lashed out at various prisons in the state during interviews with reporters.

Beating of prisoners, forced labor, and even sexual abuse occurred.

In women's prisons, male guards force female prisoners to examine their bodies, perform sexual intercourse, and force them to sell money, etc.

As soon as the news media here exposed it, a group of lawyers over there took eight prisons to court at the same time in the county court.

The incident quickly spread through television, newspapers, radio and other channels. Most people in New Jersey, including New York, knew the news.

Accused in jail...

Before the court could hold court proceedings, another wave of demonstrations was held in major cities in New Jersey.

Those participating in the march this time are either gang members or have criminal records.

Many people claimed that they had been mistreated in prison. The sudden wave made the state become extremely passive.

Improve prisoner treatment?

Give prisoners human rights?

Well, the United States values ​​freedom and human rights, but many people don't say it in their hearts about prisoners, but they don't think the treatment of prisoners should be improved.

But inexplicably, there was not much opposition to this matter.

Well, after all, the richer and more powerful you are, the more afraid you are of being thrown into prison one day...

Although I don’t hope that such a day will come, but what if it happens, right?

If the prison conditions are better, then why not?

Of course, the state may not take out the money, not even a penny!

The march was huge, and the evidence was solid in the court. For a while, everyone in the prison was shouting and beating.

At this moment, Sean appeared in Governor Bennie's office again.

"Damn it, what are you doing again?"