Jing Long dodged to the side, avoiding the baseball bat in his hand. With a tap of his feet, he got close to Batiste from the side of the baseball bat. He stood close to Batiste's body and started a close combat with him. The baseball bat had some power at medium to long range, but once he got close, it would be inconvenient to move around.
When Batiste saw that he was so close to him, he was shocked and hurriedly retreated. However, Jing Long followed him like a shadow and retreated close to him, not giving him a chance to pull away …
The two sides were fighting fiercely. Jiang Cheng glanced at Jing Long and retracted his gaze. With Jing Long's ability, it shouldn't be a problem for him to deal with Batiste. Even though Batiste looked very strong, he was still weaker than Jing Long who had fought his way out of a bloodbath. There was nothing to worry about.
Jiang Cheng turned his gaze to Johansson and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
He saw Johansson fighting with six hooligans. His moves and attacks were very unique. First, he wouldn't let himself stay in one place. At the same time, when he attacked, he would kick his opponent's body before they could even attack him. Johansson was very good at using his feet. His kicks were fast and his thin legs were fast. Coupled with the jumping power of his legs, in this small space, the six people still couldn't surround him.
Very good, very good. It seems like he really got a bit of the essence of Jeet Kune Do. Jiang Cheng made his own judgment. Johansson was indeed the person who opened a Jeet Kune Do dojo here.
The fight continued, and after about two or three minutes, Jing Long suddenly yelled. He raised his leg and kicked Batiste's right chest, then kicked his armpit twice. Finally, he leaped up and kicked Batiste's chest. It was a solid kick, causing Batiste to take a few steps back. His legs gave way and he fell to the ground, looking at Jing Long in shock.
"Ha!" Johansson punched a hooligan in the stomach. The hooligan was punched in the stomach and immediately covered his stomach, bending over and unable to get up.
Batiste glanced at Jiang Cheng and the others, who were standing at the side and watching the battle calmly. He shouted to his subordinates, "Let's go!" He got up and ran out of the Jeet Kune Dojo.
"You want to run!?" Jing Long shouted loudly. His face turned cold as he quickly followed him out.
Batiste's six men saw that Batiste had retreated. They looked at each other and immediately ran out behind Batiste. Johansson didn't stop them and just quietly watched them escape.
Johansson walked to Jiang Cheng. he said, "Cheng Ge, I know these hooligans. They are just a group of idlers collecting rent behind Batiste's shop. They wander around West Street almost every day. It's easy to find them."
Jiang Cheng nodded and turned his head. He asked Johansson curiously, "Johansson, Batiste, Batiste," and said. "Johansson, how much money do you get from collecting rent every year? Besides that, does the Lung Hing Society have any other income? Since Batiste is so greedy, his income from West Street must be much lower than yours. "
Johansson scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "If we really calculate it, we can earn about 200,000 AUD a year. The rent for this shop is 30,000 euros a year. Although it looks okay, if we share it with the other brothers, we can only barely feed ourselves. There's no other income."
After thinking for a while, Johansson looked up at Jiang Cheng and said, "As for the situation at West Street, there aren't many cars parked there, but Batiste is desperately paying rent. His rent is almost half of what I get. I heard that he can get about 150,000 euros a year."
The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth curled up slightly. The gangsters at the bottom were really pitiful. They worked so hard for such a small income, unlike those big gangs who could easily make millions or even tens of millions of euros a year. Just the 10,000 euros he gave to each of his brothers just now, and there were a total of 70 people here, that would be 700,000 euros. They wouldn't be able to make that much money just by collecting rent for two years. It wasn't easy to support a group of brothers!
"Brother Zhuge, how much development funds did the Lung Hing Society allocate to Europe this time, and how much did we spend?" Jiang Cheng asked Zhuge Liuyun.
"A total of 50 million RMB. However, the expenses in Europe are high, so I just gave out 5 million to my brothers. Including the purchase of various equipment, I have about 44 million left." Zhuge Liuyun said with a wry smile. It was only the first day in Europe, and they had already spent more than 1/10 of the funds they brought. There was still a long way to go. Moreover, with the current situation in China, they were in urgent need of money, so it wasn't convenient for them to transfer funds again.
Jiang Cheng frowned, then said slowly, "It seems that the Lung Hing Society needs to find a place as soon as possible. Johansson, do you have any good suggestions?"
"Cheng Ge, the most profitable thing in Australia is to open shops and do business. For example, the prostitutes, dance halls, hotels, and so on in the commercial street actually have to pay nearly 1/3 of the profits to Bellaire and Martin Luther to allow them to do business here. However, in contrast, the gangsters wouldn't dare to cause trouble in the shops owned by Bellaire and Martin Luther," Johansson said.
So that's how it is. Jiang Cheng suddenly realized that the profits paid to the gangs were really high, more than 1/3 of the profits.
Think about it, if a prostitute could earn 100,000 Euros by selling herself, she would have to pay more than 30,000 Euros to the gangs, and there were more than a hundred prostitutes in the commercial street in the 17th district. Roughly calculating, just from these prostitutes, they could get millions of Euros every year. Although the profits paid by the prostitutes would probably be less, with the income from the dance halls and other shops in the commercial street, it was estimated that the gangs in the commercial street could get about 30 million Euros every year. If this money was converted into RMB, it would be 200 to 300 million RMB!
This seemed to be a lot of money, but in fact, would it still be a lot to support a gang of a thousand people? However, if the gang didn't have enough manpower, they wouldn't be able to do this kind of business.
In addition, Jiang Cheng had heard that the gangs wouldn't collect the profits from the prostitutes, but from the shops and places they worked in. These shops had already deducted the money that was supposed to be given to the prostitutes.
Of course, if these prostitutes weren't willing to pay the gangs, they could take in customers themselves. This way, they would inevitably be harassed by the police and gangsters, and they would be ostracized by the gangs. Generally, they wouldn't be able to stay here. In comparison, it was safer to do business under the protection of a big gang. At the very least, there wouldn't be customers who didn't pay after spending, or else there would be people who would stand up for them.
"Yeah!" Jiang Cheng nodded solemnly. This was the gang's livelihood. If they didn't know how to make money or didn't care about how to make money, then why were they in the underworld? How could the gang grow?
While they were talking, Jing Long came back from outside with a trace of embarrassment on his face. He came in front of Jiang Cheng and said with some embarrassment, "Cheng Ge, I'm really sorry. I couldn't catch Batiste. This kid is too familiar with the nearby routes. After I went out, I couldn't find the way after a few rounds."
Jiang Cheng waved his hand indifferently. "It's okay. We'll be able to meet him again soon. There isn't much profit in the 17th District West Street, but a mosquito's leg is also meat. We'll eat it another day! Let's go out and eat together. "
When Johansson heard that Jiang Cheng seemed to want to snatch the place on West Street, his eyes couldn't help but light up. He quickly nodded and said, "Why don't we go to the China restaurant on West Street to eat? I'll introduce you to the situation there."
"Okay, let's do as you say, Johansson." Jiang Cheng smiled slightly and took the lead to walk out of the Jeet Kune Dojo, and the others followed behind him.
After closing the door of the Jeet Kune Dojo, the five of them walked to the commercial street of the 17th District. When they arrived at the commercial street, it was really dazzling. It was filled with all kinds of shops. Some sold clothes, some sold adult products, and all kinds of entertainment clubs, including bowling alleys, swimming pools, and so on. It could be said that everything was available.
On the commercial street, there was a surge of people. Most of them were young people dressed fashionably. They walked together in groups of three to five. Almost every ten kilograms, they could see a young man and woman hugging and kissing each other. As for whether they were boyfriend and girlfriend or prostitutes, only God knew.
As they walked, Johansson introduced the place to Jiang Cheng.
"Cheng Ge, there are more than 1,000 shops of all sizes on the commercial street of the 17th District. Among them, the street on the south is Bellaire's territory, and the street on the north is Martin Luther's. However, the boundaries are not clear. Because of this, there are often conflicts. If we continue to walk forward, there is a square over there. You can see gang conflicts almost every month."
Johansson pointed at East Street. "That place is my cake. People often park at the commercial street and the park over there, especially that park. That's where my main source of income comes from. The main shops on East Street are the dance halls, the red-light district, and the casino. That's why it's more popular."
"As for Batiste's place on West Street, hehe …" Johansson smiled a little proudly. "His place is full of formal shops that sell clothes or other supplies. The human traffic is less than half of this place. Moreover, there are no large parks for parking. He can only collect money on the street. If he doesn't raise the rent, he may not even be able to get 100,000 euros a year."
Jiang Cheng also smiled. In France, the average monthly salary was about a little more than 2,000 euros, which was equivalent to about 16000 yuan. 100,000 euros a year was equivalent to the salary of ten people. Most people in the underworld had many bad habits, such as smoking, drinking, visiting prostitutes, and having girlfriends. Which of these did not cost money? Moreover, 100,000 euros had to be divided with his brothers. In this way, he was really poor.
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