America 1919

"Respected Mr. Walker, would you like to rest for a while, find a woman to give you a massage, or do you want to go and take a look around Atlantic City?"

Dick Holab stood in front of Walker, asking with a smile on his face.

Walker, sitting on the couch, asked with a smile, "How many guides like you are there in Atlantic City? Are they all like you?"

Dick Holab replied, "There are over 300 guides like myself in Atlantic City now, and I can assure you that every one of them offers the best service, but I am even better!"

Walker laughed heartily, stood up from the couch, and said, "Take me for a tour of Atlantic City!"

Under the guidance of Dick Holab, Walker arrived in the once second-poorest and second most chaotic West District of Atlantic City.

Looking at the clean Pennsylvania Avenue, Walker was somewhat astonished, "I\'ve never seen streets this clean even in Los Angeles."

Dick Holab said proudly, "I can assure you that this is the cleanest street in all of Atlantic City, and you don\'t have to worry about your wallet at all here."

No sooner had he finished speaking than, as if to prove him wrong, a lady who had just walked out of a boutique started screaming at the top of her lungs, "Thief, he stole my wallet!"

Walker watched with interest as Dick Holab, who didn\'t show the slightest change in emotion, just quietly observed the thief who had stolen the lady\'s wallet.

The thief, holding the lady\'s wallet, was running quickly in the direction of Dick Holab.

It was at this moment that a few young guys, huddled against the wall, seemingly chatting but clearly identifiable as gang members, took action.

One of them picked up a brick from the ground and threw it at the thief, hitting him precisely in the back of the head, causing the thief to fall to the ground with a thud.

The young men walked over with laughter, one of them picked up the wallet from the thief\'s hand, while the others surrounded the thief and began to punch and kick him.

"You dare to steal in my territory, you\'re looking to die, we\'ll send you to the public security office in a minute!"

The person who had picked up the wallet walked straight to the boutique, and the woman standing at the door of the boutique looked a bit timid when she saw him approaching.

"Ma\'am, here\'s your wallet. Please check if the amount of money inside is correct!"

The man said politely.

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The woman, somewhat in disbelief, took her wallet and carefully checked the banknotes inside.

"No problem, thank you, thank you!"

The man smiled and said, "You\'re welcome, we\'re very happy to have you visit our West District, and I hope this unpleasant experience won\'t give you a bad impression of our area!"

Walker watched, stunned by the scene unfolding before him, and he also noticed that the other tourists and locals on the street didn\'t seem particularly curious about what had happened.

"What, what is going on here?"

Walker couldn\'t help but ask Dick Holab in the end.

Dick Holab said with pride, "This is the safety of our West District!"

Walker couldn\'t help but say, "I\'m really curious, who is responsible for turning this place into what it is now?"

Dick Holab looked even prouder as he said, "It\'s all thanks to Mr. Block and Mr. Be. Actually, a month ago, we couldn\'t believe that the West District could become like this. Even two months earlier, when Mr. Johnson proposed reforming the West District, no one believed it would be a success."

But now, look, our West District has become the safest place in Atlantic City, even the Boardwalk can\'t compare!"

Walker shook his head, still somewhat in disbelief, and asked, "What if that lady hadn\'t noticed her wallet was stolen today and only found out after returning to the hotel?"

Dick Holab replied, "It\'s quite simple. The lady would just have to go to the public security office or Block Tavern in the West District, report her situation, and if she correctly specifies the amount of money in the wallet, we would find her wallet within a day!"

Walker still found it hard to believe what Dick was saying.

But his attention was caught by the mention of Block Tavern.

"I\'d like to have a drink at Block Tavern!"

"Of course!"

The Block Tavern in the West District was initially known as Isaiah Tavern, but it had changed a great deal since then. John bought the adjacent land on both sides and completely rebuilt the Block Tavern, transforming it into an extravagant establishment, now the most luxurious tavern in the West District.

People often complain about the backward infrastructure in the United States, but at that time, the speed of construction in America was incredibly fast, arguably the fastest in the world.

Especially in Atlantic City, where every day brought change, construction companies were never in short supply.

However, as history progressed and corruption permeated to its very core, the United States only seemed beautiful on the surface.

As for the Block Tavern, it was completed within just two months, from construction to decoration.