Place: Boston Mass.
Time: 6/23/2009
Plot: QUANCHUAN was riding in the back of the limo. The man next to him was his boss and leader of Yao Ting affiliates, XIAOLIANG.
Yao Ting was a stock broker organization with many charities, and gifts to the community of olde Boston. But underneath it all they were involved in smuggling, drugs, gambling and prostitution. Many of the wealthy of Boston knew this but turn a blind eye as Yao Ting has made many of the vices that wealthy Bostonians enjoy availiable.
The rival was a company called Allen Inc. This company was owned by a black man. This seemed to be a construction company, but it was a vice den and sweat shop. Also the site that the "construction" company was sitting on was not only a place where gold was in the earth but also oil. Allen Inc. never told anyone of the discovery. They have there hand in everything, and do not care for Yao Ting company Territories where set and night fights broke out on who's property was crossed.
QUANCHUAN looked out the window keep and eye out on thing. Suddenly the limo exploded.
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Xiao Si and his sister Tyleya stared at each other. This was going be a long and hard fight. "I've got you, Aiden." Tyleya said to her brother. He preferred to be called Aiden over Si Xiao. Aiden looked very intently. He moved his chess piece. Tyleya smiled. "Check Mate!" she cried. "Dammit!" Aiden yelled.
Suddenly a man came into the living room of the mansion. "Xiao Si, Miss Tyleya, Your father is dead! Its believe the Allen family did it!"
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On the other side of two the Allen's were preparing for dinner. "My favorite! Fried Chicken, and Mash potatoes." John Allen Sr. said. He looked down at his wife and young boy Aja. Suddenly one of his most trusted men, came into the dining room. "Did i say no business during dinner? You put me in a bad mood." he said with a hint of annoyance. "With all due respect sir, its about to get worst." His man whispered in his ears. "Honey i have to make a phone call and i will be back." he said, removing himself from the table. "This is bad."
Time: 6/23/2009
Plot: QUANCHUAN was riding in the back of the limo. The man next to him was his boss and leader of Yao Ting affiliates, XIAOLIANG.
Yao Ting was a stock broker organization with many charities, and gifts to the community of olde Boston. But underneath it all they were involved in smuggling, drugs, gambling and prostitution. Many of the wealthy of Boston knew this but turn a blind eye as Yao Ting has made many of the vices that wealthy Bostonians enjoy availiable.
The rival was a company called Allen Inc. This company was owned by a black man. This seemed to be a construction company, but it was a vice den and sweat shop. Also the site that the "construction" company was sitting on was not only a place where gold was in the earth but also oil. Allen Inc. never told anyone of the discovery. They have there hand in everything, and do not care for Yao Ting company Territories where set and night fights broke out on who's property was crossed.
QUANCHUAN looked out the window keep and eye out on thing. Suddenly the limo exploded.
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Xiao Si and his sister Tyleya stared at each other. This was going be a long and hard fight. "I've got you, Aiden." Tyleya said to her brother. He preferred to be called Aiden over Si Xiao. Aiden looked very intently. He moved his chess piece. Tyleya smiled. "Check Mate!" she cried. "Dammit!" Aiden yelled.
Suddenly a man came into the living room of the mansion. "Xiao Si, Miss Tyleya, Your father is dead! Its believe the Allen family did it!"
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On the other side of two the Allen's were preparing for dinner. "My favorite! Fried Chicken, and Mash potatoes." John Allen Sr. said. He looked down at his wife and young boy Aja. Suddenly one of his most trusted men, came into the dining room. "Did i say no business during dinner? You put me in a bad mood." he said with a hint of annoyance. "With all due respect sir, its about to get worst." His man whispered in his ears. "Honey i have to make a phone call and i will be back." he said, removing himself from the table. "This is bad."
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