Zhang Yang looked at Su Dafeng beside him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This young man of similar age to himself is full of a strange charm. His words make you believe him involuntarily. If Zhang Yang hadn't witnessed it with his thoughts,

When he killed Ruan Chishan, he really didn't know that this man was so scheming.

"You don't believe me?" Su Dafeng asked, looking at Zhang Yang's strange smile.

"Why should I believe you?" Zhang Yang smiled.

"Haha, do you know why I was the last to convince you?"

"Um?"

"During this period, I have established a deep network of connections among the more than 700 stowaways. Maybe I will never need these people in my life. Maybe, they will never need my help in my life. But, this is all possible, you

Have you seen The Godfather?"

"I've seen it." Zhang Yang nodded.

"The soul of this movie is that the godfather helps others not to get immediate rewards, but my purpose is this. I want Asians in the United States to have a common godfather. When they encounter problems, the first one will be there."

Think of me, when I'm in trouble, there will be countless suitable people to help me get through it, and I will be a link for the entire Asian immigrants..." Su Dafeng's eyes shot out a fanatical look, and when he spoke,

His heart was beating violently, obviously, this was his dream.

"Do you want to be the godfather of all Asian-American citizens?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked with a serious face.

"Yes!" Su Dafeng nodded with certainty: "This is my ambition. I didn't tell anyone because no one would believe me. I told you because I have an instinctive trust in you.

, and, I need you very much."

"Why do you need me?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but be a little confused.

"Because I have no one I trust now. The Vietnamese and the Big Circle Gang are just my pawns. I must have someone who is loyal to me, and this person must be Chinese!"

"How do you judge that I will be loyal to you?" Zhang Yang smiled.

"First, you are about the same age as me. Obviously, people of this age do not have much life experience, so it should not be difficult for me to control you."

"Well, continue, second?" Su Dafeng nodded, feeling an inexplicable fondness for Su Dafeng's confession. I have to say that this young man is a real villain.

"Second, you are Chinese, and you are a Chinese who has smuggled himself to the United States. Undoubtedly, you have a dream of gold mining in your heart. I am now offering you a job. In theory, you will not refuse it. Moreover, this position is not available for the time being.

It will be linked to illegal activities, and you can withdraw at any time."

"Haha, not bad, what about the third one?"

"There is no third. If I insist on saying third, then my subconscious trust in you is the third reason. I have great confidence in you!"

"Um."

Zhang Yang nodded and looked into the sea with his deep eyes. Undoubtedly, Su Dafeng was also influenced by the magical power of "The Long Road to Immortality" and believed in him without any reason. Fortunately, he was a man and not a woman. Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's lips curled up.

I couldn't help but have a wry smile.

Seeing Zhang Yang's deep gaze looking at the silvery sea, Su Dafeng suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure.

There was a long silence.

Finally, Zhang Yang spoke.

"Mr. Su, I think your intelligence is enough to make you qualified for the position of godfather. I have no doubt that you will achieve great success in the future, but you cannot fulfill your dream..."

"Why?!" Su Dafeng stood up suddenly.

"Because your force is not enough. A powerful underground organization must have several prerequisites, but you don't have them."

"Say!" Su Dafeng's chest rose and fell sharply, and he slowly sat down.

"If a mafia organization wants to be strong, it must first have a group of dead soldiers, such as the Sicilians in "The Godfather". They are very united. Moreover, you need to have a strong political backing. So far, I have not heard of this in the United States.

Talking about the influence of Asians in politics... Finally, you are not good at it yourself. You are more suitable to be a strategist rather than a leader..."

"What can't I do?" Su Dafeng's tone had a hint of anger. It was obvious that he was suppressing his temper and patiently listening to what Zhang Yang said.

"Your martial arts skills are not good. You have no political background or deep underworld background. In fact, you are just a small gangster in the Daquan Gang, hanging around on the periphery. You will not be able to reach the peak of power and you will be killed.

, Maybe one day you will reach the pinnacle of your life, but at that time, your death will come... , Haha, I know you want to defend yourself, and your recovery of Ruan Wenwu is to build a strong military backing for yourself, but

, one Ruan Wenwu is not enough, and he is Vietnamese, he will cause the rejection of the Daquan Gang. The bosses of the Daquan Gang will think that you are a puppet of the Vietnamese Gang, and the Vietnamese Gang will think that you have some conspiracy, which will affect your career.

When he reaches his peak, Ruan Wenwu will become useless. If he kills him, others will say that he is unloyal. If he kills his brothers who have fought hard together, it will cause internal chaos..."

…

Zhang Yang analyzed it carefully for Su Dafeng, and time passed quietly.

Su Dafeng turned his head and looked at Zhang Yang beside him from time to time, as if he didn't recognize him. He had a feeling that he had underestimated this young man.

"You mean you don't want to follow me?" Finally, Su Dafeng spoke.

"You still decide to be the godfather?" Zhang Yang felt Su Dafeng's attitude.

"Of course, if I give up my dream just because of what you said, then I really am not worthy of being the godfather of Asians." Su Dafeng laughed.

"Okay, okay, okay, that's what I'm saying to you. I'll help you for a while. I hope I can see a Chinese person making waves in the United States in my lifetime." Zhang Yang also laughed.

"Thank you!" Su Dafeng said with a pleased expression.

"Half a month, counting from the time we landed, I'll help you for half a month!"

"Half a month?" Su Dafeng was stunned.

"Well, half a month, my time is very tight, I can only help you for half a month."

"It seems that I still haven't convinced you."

Su Dafeng couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. What he wanted was Zhang Yang, not half a month's help. In fact, half a month's help from an ordinary person had no practical significance.

"Let's see later. If you can clarify some things in half a month and establish a prototype of the "Godfather" gang, I will consider continuing to help you."

“It’s a deal!”

“It’s a deal!”

Zhang Yang stood up, patted Su Dafeng's shoulder lightly, and then strode into the cabin.

"..."

Su Dafeng looked at the figure leaving under the moonlight, opened his mouth but said nothing. Just now, he felt an indescribable feeling when he was patted on the shoulder by Zhang Yang.

What does it feel like?

What does it feel like?

Flattered?

Yes, I am flattered!

Why do you feel this way?

Until Zhang Yang's back disappeared, Su Dafeng still didn't understand why he felt flattered.

Su Dafeng shook his head hard to get rid of the messy thoughts in his heart. He had no extra time to think about this now. He had to come up with a big plan when the freighter entered the US coastline.

Of course, Su Dafeng didn't have much hope for Zhang Yang. One more publicity is not much, and one less publicity is a lot. His current idea is to fool everyone, no matter who they are. Now is the stage of entrepreneurship, as long as there are people

Just join in by hand, there is no room for him to be picky...

Su Dafeng never dreamed that for him, meeting Zhang Yang would be an adventure. You know, Zhang Yang is already the number one master on earth.

Naturally, Su Dafeng didn't know what the top masters of mankind were like. He had never thought about this problem at all. In his mind, those peerless masters should have extraordinary temperaments, and their movements would make people heart-wrenching.

Of course, Su Dafeng didn't know that Zhang Yang's martial arts had tended to be restrained, and it was hard to detect that outward display of sharpness.

…

Under the moonlight, the freighter still sailed according to the established route.

Zhang Yang kept practicing in the room, trying to break through the crystallization of body energy and reach 90%.

What makes Zhang Yang depressed is that he can only slowly achieve 90% crystallization, but cannot gather energy crazily in an instant.

This made Zhang Yang very depressed.

Time passed by second by second, and it was now three o'clock in the morning. Zhang Yang had been practicing for six hours without making any progress.

Zhang Yang simply gave up practicing. His thoughts spread crazily in the sea and air, capturing the active energy in the night. His thoughts spread like a tide. Zhang Yang had never tried this kind of unbridled thoughts in the boundless sea.

expansion……

One kilometer!

Two kilometers!

Five kilometers!

Fifty kilometers!

…

The thoughts are still spreading, and the true energy has not diminished at all. Zhang Yang can't help but feel a little curious, how far can his thoughts reach?

This is a mystery.

It seems that there is no end...
To be continued...