Seeing this scene, Chen Xiaojun knew that even if these guys didn't say it in his heart, he might not know how to bury him. If this place is not recovered today, his reputation in the Chinese circle will probably be terrible in the future.

Chen Xiaojun, who became more and more angry the more he thought about it, grabbed the wine glass and smashed it on the ground: "I can't just recognize it." After that, he took out his cell phone, thought for a while, and then opened a number.

Xiang Yufeng did not return to Chinatown. He walked slowly along the streets in the night, facing the night wind. This is New York's Chinatown. It is said that in several first- and second-tier cities in the United States, there are Chinatowns, among which San Francisco is the oldest.

San Francisco Chinatown is the largest place in the western United States that can be compared with Chinatown in New York. There are about 80,000 overseas Chinese living here. What you write and listen to are all Chinese in Chinese, and what you see is very traditional Chinese, just like a small China. Chinatown has all Chinese goods from daily necessities to precious jewelry, and it also retains traditional catering and architectural wear. Visitors can enjoy the colorful Chinese culture.

At the end of the 19th century, Chinese immigrants were transported to California like "selling piglets" to build the Pacific Railway and gold digging, which made great contributions to the local economic construction. However, they were regarded as "secondary citizens" by the government at that time, as well as Italian immigrants, blacks, poor whites, and sailors, and were regarded as "secondary citizens" by the government at that time, and stipulated that they live in specific areas to avoid "pollution" other places. They had to operate in a small area centered on Grantave. Later, new immigrants were moved here, and to this day, they became the current "Chinatown" and the largest Chinese community outside Asia.

Chinatown in San Francisco is also a bridge for Chinese to participate in politics in the United States. Fang Yuwen, born in Chinatown, stood out and became the first Chinese female police chief in the United States. Qu Rujiang herself was elected as a member of the Chinese Democratic Party Central Committee and was appointed as the mayor of San Francisco, becoming a member of the San Francisco Municipal Government. The Lunar New Year Tour organized by the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in San Francisco has caused a sensation every year. Local residents and tourists from all over the world watch this largest New Year celebration tour in the United States and understand the customs, folk customs of China. "San Francisco Chinatown is the embodiment of the Oriental Dragon, a window for the world to understand the Eastern China, and a bright business card exuding the charm of the Chinese nation."

It is precisely because of the large-scale migration of China's population overseas that Western countries, including Americans, have a sense of fear of China's rise. This sense of fear is just like Europe hated Jews back then. Today's Chinese people are integrated into various fields of countries around the world. This inclusive sense of penetration not only causes pressure on local people's employment, but also causes a sense of oppression in the main palaces of Western countries. Isn't this the case with the "98 Ink Massacre"?

Unfortunately, even though we know that foreign land is a stranger, and even if we know that Western countries exclude Chinese people, there are still a few Chinese who choose or yearn for life abroad, as if everything in foreign countries is good and even shit is fragrant, we forgot that there is no place that makes you more at ease than your motherland. Although this great man has all these or such shortcomings, everything will be fine, just like before 1949, who would have thought that the Chinese would be today?

Someone once said that what is the motherland and what is home? The motherland is the one we scold him eight times a day, but we will never allow foreigners to say that it is half a bad place, what is home? Home is the nest that can still give us warmth and support each other no matter how poor or cold it is.

As he thought, Xiang Yufeng looked up suddenly, but at the corner of the street, he saw a figure standing high on the street. The man was wearing a long black windbreaker and a pair of military boots, looking very strong.

Xiang Yufeng walked over slowly and slowly, his eyes kept looking at the man, but the man's eyes were like Xiang Yufeng, always falling on Xiang Yufeng's body.

"My name." Xiang Yufeng spoke first.

"Tiger head!" said the man.

"Where are you?" Hutou's right hand spread out his hand and waved it, making a gesture of asking for advice.

"Xiang Yufeng!" Xiang Yufeng frowned with a smile.

"Chen Xiaojun asked you to come?" Xiang Yufeng said.

"Yes." Hutou nodded without denying it.

Xiang Yufeng smiled lightly and said, "Please!"

The two of them started to fight without saying a word, but they didn't care about it at all. This was Chinatown, and even more so, they were surrounded by people.

Tiger head sneered, his legs spread out in a bow step and appropriately separated from each other, his upper body leaned forward, his hands clenched into iron fists, his arms were like big roc spreading their wings and spreading their wings to both sides, and his whole body was "crackling" and a dense explosion like fried beans. His body grew a little longer, and the T-shirt he was wearing was stretched and swelled up. At the same time, a powerful and compelling aura rolled up the dust on the ground in a spiral shape, and it surged wildly toward the surroundings; the crowd around him took a few steps back because of his momentum, making the middle field wider.

Tiger head sneered and shouted: "Tiger ran!" His right arm bent his elbow and raised it high on one side, his left hand sags naturally to maintain balance. As soon as he exerts force, his feet stepping on the ground and moves forward quickly and forcefully, and his whole body rushed towards Xiangyu Peak on the opposite side in a bull-like manner. At this distance of rushing forward, his momentum also gathers forward rapidly and presses forward. Although the speed is not fast for Xiangyu Peak, the crazy momentum that moves forward can have the effect of shocking the enemy's heart, so that the enemy is rushing and flying by him at the moment of his expression.

Xiang Yufeng watched the other party rushing over, and his face exposed was still calm and composed with Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing color. There was a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, as if it was ridiculous or as if it was a sneer.

The distance between the two was not long, so Hutou quickly rushed to Xiang Yufeng, and his raised right elbow rushed forward and rushed forward to the other party's chest. Before the elbow arrived, the whistling energy had already blown up the clothes on his chest and the hair on his head. The strong inertia of forward rushing forward plus the force of this fierce elbow, Hutou believed that even if Xiang Yufeng was a lion, he could knock it down and retreat.
Chapter completed!