Under the night,

The bustling in Chinatown attracted Su Tao's attention. I had been on the plane for a day and wanted to rest early, but I heard the bustling sounds outside, just like the Chinese New Year, and hurriedly got up.

"Brother Wen, let's go out and have a look!"

Hua Feng and Su Tao, shortly after dinner at this specialty hotel, just came out of the room and looked out of the window excitedly.

Dragon dance, lanterns, kung fu performances, and traditional oriental magic performances are all there, so lively.

"Okay, let's go down and have a look!"

Hua Feng didn't know if there was any special activities here in Chinatown tonight, or if there were such activities here every night? When the three of them came out of the small hotel, more than a dozen members of the Assassination Hall following behind were quietly going to prevent Hua Feng from having any accidents at that time.

The last time, the blocker discovered in Luxembourg had already made the members of the Assassination Hall very alert. Moreover, this time, the crowd Hua Feng faced was more complicated. In the view of Luo Yu, the head of the Assassination Hall, this time, Hua Feng should not participate in such an event, as it is dangerous to have too many people.

However, people cannot stop eating just because they have to go to the toilet. Therefore, Luo Yu and the members of the Assassination Hall can only protect Hua Feng's safety more likely in secret, paying attention to suspicious people appearing around Hua Feng or further afield.

"Brother Wen, there are even candied haws here?"

Su Tao was surprised when he looked at the Chinese children or those white men, licking the candied haws in his hands.

"It should be more traditional here than in China!"

Nowadays, the imagination of admiring foreign countries and fascinating foreign countries is still very serious. Usually, foreigners are more popular than traditional festivals. Now the atmosphere of Chinese people living traditional festivals is becoming increasingly weak, and they are even just carried out by domestic local governments as a tourism industry.

Here in Chinatown, Hua Feng saw at a glance the lantern performances, dragon dance performances, lion dance performances, traditional kung fu performances, and traditional puppet show performances.

When you are in China, it is really hard to see if you are not in a special place!

However, nowadays, in Chinatown, especially in the center of Chinatown, there are traditional performances from all over the country.

"Wow!"

In a performance, the face-changing place attracted many Chinese and white people to watch. Several middle-aged men with naked upper bodies in the distance began to perform large rocks on their chests after beating drums and drums to attract guests, and other simple kung fu performances.

Further away, Hua Feng looked over and found that he was wearing Miao people's clothes, performing on the sword and under the sea of ​​fire.

“Is this Canada?”

Su Tao looked at all this and looked at the Chinese who spoke Chinese. He really couldn't believe that this place was Vancouver, Canada, thousands of miles away.

"My friend, is there such an event here every night?"

"You can tell that I just came from China. It will only be held in a month or traditional festivals in China. Now it is a monthly performance. Most Chinese in Vancouver will come here to watch the performances. Even Chinese in other cities in western Canada will take a bus. It will last until the early morning tonight and it will be very lively."

"So that's how it is!"

Hua Feng thought that those activities would happen every night, but it turned out that they would only encounter such performances every month or during traditional domestic festivals. Now Hua Feng just met them, so he was a little lucky.

"boom!"

In a square in the distance, a large firework flew into the air and exploded, and it suddenly lit up for most of the day.

Hua Feng knew that these Chinese abroad may not be able to return to China once every year or for several years. Only by watching the fun together with such performances can they relieve their homesickness!

Hua Feng and the other two watched the main street of Chinatown and other streets, and found that some of them had worked hard, hoping to give them some rewards or rewards. Generally, when watching the fun, tourists would give them some change, so that they would gain rewards for their efforts, and they would continue every time they performed. What Hua Feng didn't expect was that many white people in Vancouver still like to see those performances.

"Brother Wen, we seem to be surrounded."

Hua Feng and Su Tao and the others discovered that where they were, there was a long dragon dancing around.

While Hua Feng was watching all this calmly, the members of the assassination hall around him became nervous, afraid that the dragon dancers would have any conspiracy in it then?

Their mission is to protect Hua Feng's safety alone and not be afraid of bleeding here. When Luo Yu and several members of the Assassination Hall came over, Hua Feng looked at them and said.

"You don't have to be nervous!"

"Mr. Hua, our fifth uncle hopes you can get over!"

Uncle Five?

The fifth master?

Of course, it is called a leader in the Daquan Gang. Most of the leaders in the Daquan Gang still continue the original names of the Hongmen and Hong Kong gangs. This leader of the Daquan Gang named Uncle Wu, the person in charge of the Daquan Gang, is naturally not simple.

"Haha, are you treating me like this?"

"Mr. Hua, we have no choice but to hope you can get over!"

"Okay, don't make things difficult for you anymore, lead the way!"

Hua Feng did not hesitate. They wanted to meet him and naturally followed him.

The dragon dance gradually flickered away, lined up from the circle, and walked towards the street in front of the sound of firecrackers.

Among the lively crowds, I didn’t see this scene. No one would think that Brother Wen, who was in charge of the Golden Triangle, would come here to watch the fun with them.

The dragon dance team left, and Hua Feng and the other two walked towards an ordinary small house in Chinatown with several members of the big circle gang in front.

The headquarters of the Daquangang is very different from the headquarters of the Sanhe Association in Australia. It does not look luxurious and not generous, and is similar to ordinary private houses.

This is mainly because the Daquan Gang is implemented similar to the "Airborne Forces". They do not have a specific headquarters and do not have a specific territory, but they operate very flexibly.

Therefore, they were able to develop so quickly in Canada, even to clean up all the Vietnamese gangs, Iranian gangs, and other gangs in Canada, and to destroy their own sky.

"Uncle Fifth, Mr. Hua is here!"

When Hua Feng followed them into the simple courtyard, he found several old men in Tang suits sitting inside. When he saw Hua Feng coming in, he stood up.

"Mr. Hua, welcome to visit."

"Haha, your hospitality is very special."
Chapter completed!