Game within game: chess player

Many major cities in the United States have Chinatowns. Washington's Chinatown is located directly north of the White House, very close to the Red Line and Blue Line of the subway. The most obvious symbol of Chinatown is the signboard with the three characters "Chinatown" engraved on it.

Washington's Chinatown is not large, much smaller than Chinatowns in big cities such as New York, Los Angeles, and San Francisco. What is more distinctive is that one of the intersections on the entrance plaque has twelve zodiac animals painted on the zebra crossing on the ground.

After driving through the large archway with classical characteristics, Nan Yi officially entered Chinatown. Through the car window, he felt the unique Chinese cultural atmosphere in the Western world. The layout here was almost exactly the same as that of a certain block in mainland China. If If I hadn't told you that this was the United States, you wouldn't have felt like you were in a foreign country.

Pang Hongfei has seen special reports on Chinatown in the United States before, but this time it was a different feeling to be there, everything revealed novelty and surprises.

"This is basically Little China. The atmosphere of hometown is so strong." Ye Fang said with emotion.

Nan Yi, who was driving, looked at Ye Fang through the rear mirror with a rustic look, and said lightly, "Look at how you look like you have never seen the world."

Ye Fang didn't hear Nan Yi's sarcasm at all. He lowered the car window and continued to admire the fireworks in Chinatown. Finally, Nan Yi parked the car on the side of the road and arrived in front of a restaurant called Fuji Restaurant.

"Get off the car. This is a rather unique Beijing-style restaurant I found. It contains fried dough sticks and soy milk. It is said that there is also soy juice from old Beijing." Nan Yi said.

The three of them got off the car and walked directly into Fuji Restaurant. The restaurant was not large, with more than a dozen tables set up, and there were not many people. Ye Fang and the others found a corner and sat down.

Immediately after sitting down, a waiter came over and said hello in fluent Chinese, which made Ye Fang feel more friendly. Nan Yi took the order and ordered soy milk, fried dough sticks and some side dishes.

The food was quickly served, and the three of them had been eating Western food for a long time. This time they finally had Chinese-style "thin meals", which had a unique flavor. Especially in the United States, it is not easy to eat authentic Beijing-style snacks.

Through chatting with the waiter, Ye Fang found out that the owner of this restaurant was a Beijinger who came across the ocean to the United States to start a business in the 70s, and opened the Fuji Restaurant in Chinatown. The reason why it is called Fuji Restaurant is because the original owner had the character "福" in his name. Now the restaurant is in the hands of the old man's son Lin Hao. Many Chinese people living around Chinatown are regular customers here, so business has always been very good. good.

While Ye Fang was chatting with the waiter, a few people came in from outside. The leader looked about 40 years old, followed by four young guys, who looked like a mixed society at first glance. The leading man greeted the waiter warmly, ordered food and sat down. He was obviously very familiar with the people here. After a while, a 30-year-old young man came out of the kitchen. He should be Lin Hao, the current owner of the restaurant. Lin Hao saw the group of people and took the initiative to say hello.

"Brother Yong, come here!"

"Haozi, it's time to pay the construction fee this month."

"Okay, Brother Yong, please wait a moment, I'll go get it right away."

Then Ye Fang saw Lin Hao take some money from the front desk drawer and give it to the man named Yong Ge. Ye Fang knew that the so-called joint construction fee should be protection fee. He noticed that Lin Hao did not pay the money when he handed it over. Any reluctance made Ye Fang very puzzled, so he asked directly, "Boss, this joint construction fee should be the so-called protection fee, right?"

The sudden interruption immediately made Lin Hao and the man named Brother Yong turn to look at Ye Fang. Pang Hongfei on the side rolled his eyelids and thought to himself that Ye Fang is really a trouble-making master. What are these people doing if they have nothing to do? It's too late to hide. Woolen cloth. Only Nan Yi, who was aside, was concentrating on eating fried dough sticks, as if he was living in his own world.

"Brother, is this your first time in Chinatown? Are you here for fun?" Lin Hao asked.

Ye Fang nodded and said, "Absolutely, what?"

"You don't understand Chinatown in the United States. This co-construction fee is similar to a protection fee, but it's not exactly the same." Lin Hao seemed to be a talkative, and went directly from that table to Ye Fang's table with a few simple sentences Let Ye Fang understand what this so-called joint construction fee is about.

This co-construction fee can also be said to be a protection fee, which is usually collected by gangsters in Chinatown. The man leading the table next door is a small leader of the local Feilong Gang in Chinatown, and is responsible for collecting the monthly protection fee for this street.

After collecting the protection fee, if someone comes to cause trouble in the hotel, you can ask the Feilong Gang to solve it. Unlike gangs in other countries, the gangs in Chinatown are all composed of Chinese. One of their very important responsibilities is to prevent gangs outside Chinatown. Bullying of Chinese Americans by American gangs.

In fact, the original intention of the establishment of the Chinatown gang was to fight for living space for Chinese Americans in the United States. After all, it is not easy for a yellow race to survive in a foreign country. Chinese Americans who leave Chinatown will always be harassed or even harassed by local gangs. It's a robbery. At this time, the gangsters in Chinatown will come forward to coordinate. In short, the shops in Chinatown get along very harmoniously with the gangsters. It's a process of everyone holding together to keep warm, so every merchant is willing to pay the protection fee.

"So that's it." Ye Fang nodded.

"Brother, let me introduce to you. This is Brother Yong of the Feilong Gang. If you encounter trouble while traveling in the United States, you can go to him. After all, we are all descendants of the Yan and Huang people, and everyone helps each other." Lin Hao said.

Ye Fang stood up with great interest and followed Lin Hao to Brother Yong's table. Seeing Ye Fang's extraordinary bearing, Brother Yong quickly stood up and exchanged greetings. The general idea was that if you encounter any trouble during your stay in the United States, you can come to him, and then Brother Yong will give Ye Fang generously. Fang left his contact information.

"Brother Yong, please take care of me." Ye Fang shook Brother Yong's hand very humbly.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Brother Yong's real name is Zhang Yong. He also came to the United States to make a living in his early years. Later he joined a gang in Chinatown and became a small leader of the Feilong Gang by being brave enough to fight.

When Ye Fang returned to his desk, Nan Yi looked up at Ye Fang and asked, "With your status, who else do you want to take care of?"

Ye Fang smiled awkwardly and replied, "I still have to get in touch with the fireworks of the world. After all, I am still an ordinary person."

No one else heard Nan Yi's words. Lin Hao, who was sitting with his back to Ye Fang, accidentally heard it. His body trembled slightly but he didn't have the courage to turn around to verify.

Although Lin Hao couldn't tell Ye Fang's identity, he could tell from Ye Fang's conversation and the tone of Nan Yi's words just now that Ye Fang was not an ordinary tourist.

While a few people were chatting, there was suddenly a noise outside the door, and soon two tall foreigners wearing leather vests walked in, followed by a woman. After coming in, the three of them yelled at the waiter at the front desk. It turned out that the woman had packed the meal home from Fuji Restaurant last night. When she returned, she found a dead mouse in the lunch box, so she immediately called the neighbor to come over and ask for an explanation.

Upon seeing this, Lin Hao followed up and stood up to ask, but he didn't expect to be kicked to the ground by the two foreign men. The two men told Lin Hao to either take out [-] US dollars and keep it private, or they would call the police and ask the Department of Health to come over. Close the store.

At this time, everyone could see that these three people were here to extort money. Zhang Yong, who had just collected the protection fee, slapped the table and stood up, leading his men to surround the two foreign men. got up.

These two foreign burly men are typical motorcycle men in Western movies. They are about 1.9 meters tall and have strong physiques. Zhang Yong seemed a little weak next to the two of them, but it was obviously not the first time that Zhang Yong had dealt with this kind of thing, and he did not show any timidity on his face.

"Which gang are you from? You came to Chinatown to cause trouble. Believe it or not, I will prevent you from leaving Chinatown?" Zhang Yong raised his head and said loudly in English.

"Little man, I advise you not to meddle in your own business. Your life is not of much value to me." The tall motorcycle man said coldly, deliberately revealing a pistol on his waist.

At this time, before Zhang Yong could continue to say harsh words, Nan Yi slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table and said impatiently, "Do you want to have a good breakfast?! Everyone!" Get out of here!”

Obviously, Nan Yi was angry!

Ye Fang knew that the consequences would be serious if Nan Yi got angry, so Ye Fang and Pang Hongfei lowered their heads and prepared to eat the only fried dough sticks and leave.

Zhang Yong looked sideways at Nan Yi in the corner, while the motorcycle man opposite looked at Nan Yi with a very unfriendly look and shouted coldly, "Who?"

Nan Yi stood up without saying anything and walked out with a pair of chopsticks. Pang Hongfei whispered to Ye Fang, "Boss, why don't you stop her?"

"You can stop him if you can. Just wait and see the fun." Ye Fang put down his chopsticks and looked at Nan Yi who walked past angrily.

The moment Nan Yi came over with a murderous look on his face, Zhang Yong couldn't help but make way for her. Nan Yi stood in front of the motorcycle foreigner, raised his head and snorted coldly, "It's early in the morning, I don't want to see blood, get out of here right now!"

This foreign gangster obviously didn't take the thin Nan Yi seriously. He smiled and grabbed Nan Yi from behind. When Ye Fang saw this scene, he murmured, "You are really looking for death."

As soon as Nan dodged, he grabbed the big fat hand and pressed it on the wooden front desk. Then he took the chopsticks and stabbed it hard on the back of the hand, and heard a "puff". The chopsticks penetrated the back of his hand and stood on the front desk. The motorcycle man roared in pain and swung his other hand towards Nan. Nan Yi grabbed the other hand and clasped the chopsticks hard again. Go up, just like that, both hands of the motorcycle foreigner were nailed to the bar with chopsticks.

Nan Yi stretched out his two feet and kicked his leg bones, causing a crisp sound. Both calves were instantly broken, and his huge body fell down in front of Nan Yi with a thud like paper.

Everything happened between swords and flints. Zhang Yong and Lin Hao on the ground felt that the huge body in front of them had fallen before they even blinked.

The other two who followed in could see with the naked eye that Nan Yi was not easy to mess with. The other man immediately took out his gun and pointed it at Nan Yi. When he saw that the gun was used, Zhang Yong and the others immediately did not dare to move. These native Americans What gangsters are best at is shooting black guns.

"Move the gun?!" Nan Yi's figure suddenly moved, and everyone felt their eyes blurred until they could see Nan Yi's figure clearly. Nan Yi had already reached out and held the man's right hand for shooting. For some reason, the man let go of his hand with a scream, and the pistol fell directly to the ground. Blood flowed uncontrollably from the man's right hand holding the gun, as if some sharp blade had cut the artery in his hand. The woman who followed the two in was so frightened that she ran out of the hotel and screamed.

"Still leaving!?"

When the man with the injured right hand heard Nan Yi's words, he quickly helped his companion and limped out of the restaurant. Lin Hao quickly stood up from the ground and asked the waiter to clean up the blood stains at the door. At this time, Nan Yi walked away as if nothing was wrong. When I came back, I passed by Zhang Yong and said, "Don't talk so much nonsense with people like this in the future."

"Uh..." Before Zhang Yong could think of a reply, he saw that Nan Yi had returned to his seat.

At this time, Ye Fang's table had almost finished eating. Nan Yi shouted, "Settlement!" Lin Hao hurriedly walked over and said with a smile, "I'll treat you to this meal. If it weren't for you, this matter wouldn't have happened." It definitely can’t be like this.”

Ye Fang smiled and appreciated Lin Hao's kindness. After saying that, Lin Hao escorted Ye Fang out of the restaurant. At this time, a waiter ran in from outside and said in panic, "Boss, please go out and take a look. Something happened!"

When everyone saw this, they quickly walked out of the hotel. When they walked out of the hotel, they saw that the street in front of the hotel was crowded with motorcycles. Dozens of burly men were sitting on motorcycles. The roar of the engines shook the entire street. The two people who were injured in the hotel just now were among them. When they saw Ye Fang and others coming out, a dozen of them got off the motorcycle and actually took out rifles from the motorcycle box.

"No!" Nan Yi shouted, pulling Ye Fang and running into the hotel. Zhang Yong also realized that something was wrong and ran back.

At this time, more than a dozen burly men stood in a row, holding rifles from Laifu and shooting wildly at Fuji Restaurant. In an instant, the glass and door of Fuji Restaurant were shattered. Fortunately, Ye Fang and the others ran fast enough and they all entered the Fuji Restaurant. Daah each found a bunker to avoid the bullets.

"Do you have a back door here?" Ye Fang shouted loudly.

After hearing this, Lin Hao replied, "In the kitchen."

"Retreat from behind in a moment!" Ye Fang shouted.

Pang Hongfei followed closely behind Ye Fang and hid in the corner with his waist down. He never thought that just having breakfast would lead to a gun battle. Why would his life be in danger even if he had a meal with Ye Fang? Pang Hongfei felt like crying in his heart.

Nan Yi hid behind a bunker and quietly watched the movement outside the door. These people were shooting wildly as if they were shooting for free. The entire front of Fuji Restaurant had been smashed.

Suddenly, the gunfire stopped.

"Let's retreat!" As soon as Ye Fang finished his words, suddenly there was a grunting sound like a ball falling to the ground, and everyone looked at it intently and felt chills all over their bodies.

"Grenade! Run!"