After a while, Zhuge Liuyun came to Jiang Cheng with a young man in his thirties with brown hair and a mustache.
The young man smiled and extended his right hand to Jiang Cheng. "Cheng Ge, nice to meet you. I'm Johansson, the leader of the French branch of the Lung Hing Society."
His Mandarin was quite fluent, but there was a kind of broken accent. It sounded like it was from Fujian. It was a little strange. This young man had been living in France, but he spoke like a Fujian person. Could it be that he learned Mandarin in Fujian? Jiang Cheng thought with a wry smile.
With a smile, Jiang Cheng shook hands with him. "You don't have to be so polite. We're on the same side."
Zhuge Liuyun introduced, "Johansson is a Chinese and French child. His father is Chinese, and his mother is French. He has been living in France. After his parents passed away, he traveled around the world and lived in China for two or three years. When he returned to France, he wanted to promote Chinese culture in France. Later, he was introduced to the branch of the French Lung Hing Society. Those people behind him …"
Zhuge Liuyun turned around and pointed at the youths at the arrival gate. These youths were all looking at them with excited expressions. "They are all members of our Rising Dragon Association in France. However, there aren't many of them. Other than the ones here, there are less than ten of them."
Jiang Cheng looked up and counted. There were sixteen people in total. Including the members who didn't come, there were only over twenty people. It was really a pitiful number.
Johansson smiled embarrassedly. "Leader, let's not talk here. Let's go back to the branch first. Those who didn't come are waiting there."
"Okay, let's go." Jiang Cheng nodded and then looked at Johansson with a smile. "Don't call me leader in the future. Tell the other brothers to call me Cheng Ge." Leading the others, he walked out of the airport. More than fifty people, all of them had black hair, wore simple clothes, and had sharp eyes. Their personalities had inherited many people's attention.
After walking out of the airport, there was a long line of cars outside. They were all vans of various colors, and there was no trace of high-end cars. Jiang Cheng couldn't help but smile at this scene. It seemed that the French branch was quite poor.
Jiang Cheng and a few leaders got into the only five-seater car at the front. The rest of the people got into the minivan at the back. When Jiang Cheng got into the minivan, he heard a lot of people making fun of him. They said that the Lung Hing Society was going to have a hard time here!
A total of six cars were speeding from the airport to the 17th arrondissement of Paris, France, where the French branch of the Lung Hing Society was located.
There were a total of 20 arrondissements in Paris, France. Basically, the higher the number of the arrondissements, the more developed it was, and the more profitable it was. The reason why it was called "basically" was that there were some unilaterally developed areas.
For example, the 17th, 18th, and 19th arrondissements were basically the capital of dark entertainment in France. Gambling and erotic industries were very developed, including drug trafficking, gun trading, robbery, rape, and so on. In this dirty environment, it led to the growth of all kinds of gangs in these three areas. All kinds of kidnappings, assassinations, and gunfights were common.
"Yes, Cheng Ge …" Johansson turned his head and said to Jiang Cheng from the front seat of the car. He was not used to changing the way he addressed Jiang Cheng. He stuttered for a long time before he said, "You brought so many people this time. Do you want to develop the French branch?"
Jiang Cheng gave Zhuge Liuyun a look.
Zhuge Liuyun nodded his head and said, "Yes, I have this idea. However, I haven't decided on how to implement it yet. You have been living in France for a few years now. You should have some understanding of the nearby sphere of influence right?"
Johansson nodded repeatedly, revealing a hint of excitement. He leaned on the seat and looked at Zhuge Liuyun and Jiang Cheng. "Of course, I also drew a map myself. You should be able to understand a lot after you take a look." He fumbled in his arms, then took out a colored scroll and handed it to Zhuge Liuyun.
Taking it in his hand, Zhuge Liuyun spread it out and looked at it with a frown. In less than a minute, he handed it to Jiang Cheng. "Cheng Ge, take a look. This map is very useful for reference."
Jiang Cheng took the colored map in his hand and unfolded it. He found that it was a magnified version of the map of Paris, France. It introduced the situation of each district in detail, including hospitals, attractions, police stations, shopping malls, and so on. On it, there were outlines drawn with colored pens. These lines formed a circle, encompassing many areas, and each area had a name written on it.
Johansson introduced, "Every colored circle outline I drew represents the sphere of influence of each gang. But I live in the 17th district, so I don't know much about the underworld in other places. It's all hearsay. But even the boss of the 17th district, Bellaire, has more than 1,000 people under him. Even if you add the people you brought, Cheng Ge, it's still not enough …"
Bellaire!?
Jiang Cheng's eyes quickly scanned the map and quickly found the name. His sphere of influence covered almost half of the 17th district, but the other half was empty.
"What's going on? Is the other side of the 17th district covered by other forces? "Jiang Cheng asked Johansson, pointing to the empty space on the east side of the 17th district.
Johansson waved his hand. "It's not like that. Bellaire is the boss of the entire 17th district. The reason why the eastern part is empty is because there's not much profit to be made. The eastern part is the residential area, and the western part is the commercial area. In most cases, the residential area is under the jurisdiction of the police and the government. Generally, the gangs and the police don't interfere with each other. They won't cause trouble in each other's territory, except for some small gangsters."
Jiang Cheng nodded. He understood a little. In France, gangs could legally exist, so they formed some agreements with each other. The gangs were not allowed to cause trouble in the residential area, but the gangs could make a lot of profit in the commercial area. Although it was a commercial area, it only took a little thought to know what kind of business it was. It could make the gangs envious and support more than 1000 people.
He scanned the map again and found that the 18th district next to the 17th district was covered by another gang. The boss' name was Martin Luther, so he asked without looking up, "Johansson, who is Martin Luther?"
"Martin?" There was a flash of fear on Johansson's face, then he slowly said, "He's the boss of the 18th district. Because the 17th and 18th districts are next to each other, the lucrative commercial street is at the junction of the two districts, so he often leads a group of black people to fight with Bellaire. Almost every once in a while, a lot of people have died recently."
"The leader of the black people?" Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at Johansson with some surprise.
Johansson nodded, "The 18th district is a place where blacks and Arabs live. Martin Luther is the leader of the black people and the leader of the Arab gangs. They are even crazier, but they are not on the border with our 17th district. Martin Luther's territory is in the middle. The 18th district is the most chaotic place in Paris. Arabs and blacks fight each other. Even the residents will not be safe when they go out."
Jiang Cheng was stunned. Then he thought about it and asked, "What about the 19th district? What gangs are there in the 19th district?"
Johansson looked at Jiang Cheng, "The 19th district is relatively large. There are a total of five big gangs there, three of which are Chinese gangs, but there is no profit in that area. I heard that the three gangs add up to less than 2000 people. However, these three gangs have formed an alliance. Gangs from other areas want to invade, but usually do not dare to go in. The 19th district has more Chinese people living there."
Chinese gangs? Jiang Cheng could not help but feel a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart. It was the feeling of meeting a fellow countryman overseas. It sounded like these three gangs were not very strong, but they seemed to be quite united. When could he get in touch with them and help the Lung Hing Society develop in Europe?
In fact, Jiang Cheng had another thought in his heart. According to his expectations, it would be best if all the Chinese gangs in Europe joined the Lung Hing Society and formed a whole force.
But after all, this was only Jiang Cheng's wishful thinking. He wanted a group, not an alliance. If it was an alliance of small gangs, the first thing these small gangs would consider was their own interests instead of the overall situation of the Lung Hing Society. This was human nature!
"What is Barter's background? It seems to cover a large area of Paris. "Jiang Cheng continued to ask.
This time, before Johansson could speak, Zhuge Liuyun said, "I remember the name Barter. It is a big family in France. It should be ranked in the top three among all the French families. It is no longer a gang. In fact, it is the behind-the-scenes manipulator of two big tycoons. Why? His name is also on this map. His sphere of influence should not be limited to Paris. "
Johansson said, "This is what I drew. Although the Barter family is no longer involved in gangs, they still control the operation of several gangs. They are the real boss of the gangs in Paris. Almost the most profitable business is controlled by them. They can even deploy the police. Compared to them, the other gangs are just beggars."
Jiang Cheng came to a sudden realization and memorized the distribution of power in Paris.
Suddenly, the car stepped on the accelerator. They had arrived at the French branch of the Lung Hing Society in the 17th arrondissement of Paris.
Jiang Cheng and the other brothers that he brought from the country alighted from the car. Johansson invited them to walk into a large Jeet Kune Do dojo next to them. This dojo was located in the depths of an alley. It was a little remote and occupied two storefronts. The signboard was a little shabby, and the surroundings of the street corner were also dirty. Only the three words "Jeet Kune Do" were quite imposing.
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