As the five of them walked forward, Johansson introduced the place to them. Lin Yu was most concerned about the food, while Jiang Cheng and Zhuge Liuyun were most concerned about the distribution of power on this street.
"Johansson, how many people does that Martin Luther guy have?" Jiang Cheng thought for a while and asked Johansson.
"Martin has more people on his side. There are more people who can't find a job or can't get a high salary. He has more than 2,000 people on his side. I only heard about it. I don't know the details." Johansson answered with some uncertainty.
"So many people?" Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. "That Belar only has 1,000 people. Can it be that Martin Luther still can't take this territory?"
Johansson chuckled and pointed to the street in the north. "That street in the north belongs to the 18th district, which is connected to us. Not to mention the 10th district, Martin Luther didn't even completely take over the business street in the 18th district. He has been fighting with the Arabian gangs. He was too impulsive and greedy. He could have taken over the cake on this street, but he was too impulsive and took the share of the Arabian gangs on the other side of the 18th district. As a result, the two gangs started fighting."
After a pause, Johansson continued, "Among the three gangs in the 17th and 18th districts, Martin Luther has the most people. Belar and the Arabian gangs have about the same number of people. Among them, the richest and the best territory is still Belar, followed by the Arabian gangs. Martin Luther has the most people and fights fiercely, but they are the poorest!"
"In fact, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't reach an agreement, Martin Luther's gang would have long been swallowed up by Bellaire and the Arab gangs. Martin Luther had too many black men under his command, and they fought fiercely." Johansson said and shook his head gently, as if he felt that it was not worth it for these people who had the most people but couldn't get a good territory.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Johansson said that Martin Luther was too impulsive, which was really too implicit. In his opinion, this guy was simply stupid. He had so many people under him, but he couldn't even swallow a piece of territory!
As they walked, they came to the entrance of the China Restaurant on West Street. This was a restaurant with Chinese characteristics. It had pavilions and terraces, which were really rare in foreign countries. There were two stone lions squatting outside the restaurant, and two strings of red lanterns hung on both sides of the door. It had a Tang style to it, and there was a horizontal board with the words – Yellow Crane Pavilion.
This name was somewhat related to the Yellow Crane Tower, which made Jiang Cheng smile involuntarily.
As soon as they walked into the restaurant, an Asian girl with black hair tied up in a bun and wearing a red cheongsam walked up to serve them. "Hello, would you like to enter a private room or dine in the lobby?" Since Jiang Cheng and the others were Asians and were most likely Chinese, she specially used Mandarin to serve them.
Although the outside was full of ancient style, the waiters and decorations inside were still integrated with a lot of modern elements, such as the bar counter and the golden glass lamps hanging overhead.
"We'll eat in the lobby. Please help us choose a seat by the window," Jiang Cheng said to the waitress with a smile.
"Then please follow me, the second floor by the window has a better view," the waitress said to Jiang Cheng with a sweet smile, revealing a small dimple on her cheek.
They followed the miss in cheongsam to the seat by the window on the south side of the second floor. After they sat down, they ordered a few of the restaurant's most special dishes and asked the waitress to make the arrangements. Only then did Jiang Cheng have the leisure to look around.
The second floor was about 100 square meters, not big, but the decoration was fresh and elegant, with many Chinese characteristics. Although there were many tables upstairs, there were not many people eating. It seemed that the business was not very good. To be able to enter such a restaurant opened by a Chinese abroad, Jiang Cheng felt very close. He secretly decided that after he took over the 17th district, he would waive the commission of this restaurant, as long as he could eat here often.
Turning his head to look downstairs, Jiang Cheng's gaze was fixed on the square in the distance. He raised his hand and asked, "Johansson, look over there. Who are those people?"
Everyone looked in the direction of Jiang Cheng's finger and saw more than 100 black men gathering on the street over there. They were extremely arrogant, pushing down the people around them from time to time, flirting with the beautiful girls on the street, and even snatching things from the men and women around them.
Seeing these people, Johansson's face changed. "Cheng Ge, these are the people of Martin Luther's gang. They are called the Martin Gang. The one walking in the front is one of the leaders of Martin Luther's gang. Why don't we eat somewhere else? Look at them, they seem to be coming this way. "
Jing Long sneered and said, "Change a place? Why should we change a place? If they really come to this restaurant to eat, we can take a look at them. "
"We've just arrived in Europe, so we'd better not make trouble," Zhuge Liuyun frowned and reminded the people present.
Seeing these black men flirting with women and robbing people around them, Lin Yu didn't say anything. He just snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Cheng lowered his head in silence, but then he raised his head and looked down at the black men of the Martin Gang who were walking towards them. These people had already arrived downstairs of the restaurant while they were talking. Hearing the noise downstairs, he said, "We'll wait here."
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, the girl in cheongsam who had just led them upstairs came up. She ran to Jiang Cheng and said anxiously, "Hello, you guys, I'll change seats for you. Those black men are coming again. Hurry up, it will be troublesome when they come up."
"What's wrong? Do these black men often come to this China restaurant to eat? "Zhuge Liuyun asked.
There was a trace of anxiety on the face of the girl in cheongsam, but she still said, "They started coming here a month ago. They … they don't eat, and even if they eat, they don't pay. They came to ask us to pay them, but we have already paid before." As she spoke, she frowned and clasped her hands together tightly, looking a little nervous and annoyed.
"Did you pay the money to the Red Gloves Mafia?" Johnson asked.
The girl in cheongsam frowned and nodded. "Yes! Don't say anymore. Hurry up, I'll change seats for you downstairs. Otherwise, when they come up, they will make trouble again. They have already injured several customers, and our restaurant has to pay for their medical expenses. Business used to be very good, but now … if it goes on like this, this restaurant will not be able to continue. "As she spoke, tears flashed in her eyes.
When Jiang Cheng and the others heard this, they suddenly understood. It seemed that this China restaurant was a place with an unclear style. Not only did they have to pay to the Red Gloves Mafia of Bellaire, but now they were being chased by the Martin Gang. If they didn't pay, they would make trouble and beat people. This was the reason why the restaurant's business was not very good.
Jiang Cheng picked up the tea, took a sip, and said faintly, "We won't change seats. Hurry up and help us serve the dishes. If we are injured, we will pay for the medical expenses ourselves."
"This, it's better to change seats. These black men are not to be trifled with." The girl in cheongsam frowned and tried to persuade him.
"Haha … Cheng Ge said that he will stay, so he will definitely not leave. Hurry up and serve us the dishes!" Jing Long said with a laugh. He waved his hand and asked the girl in cheongsam to serve the dishes quickly.
"Yes, I'm a little hungry." Lin Yu also said.
While they were talking, the voices of the black men came from the stairway leading from the first floor to the second floor. They spoke loudly and rudely, as if there was no one else around.
The girl in cheongsam's face changed, and then she left in a hurry.
Not long after, the second floor was filled with black people. Each table was occupied by seven or eight people. A rough count would put the number at about one hundred and twenty to one hundred and thirty black people. Their mannerisms and actions were arrogant, and they talked loudly. Many of them even pushed the tables and chairs to the ground, smashing the cutlery on them. Some of them had their legs on the tables and benches, slamming their hands and legs on the tables, causing a series of banging noises. Needless to say, the guests downstairs would definitely be able to hear the noise.
Some black men shouted, "Serve the dishes, serve us the dishes!" As he spoke, he slammed the table with all his might and laughed loudly. He wasn't here to order food at all. He was here to cause trouble and bring trouble to the other customers.
Jiang Cheng frowned and looked at these black men. He could not help but frown.
The girl in the cheongsam, who had just come downstairs, carried plates of dishes to Jiang Cheng's table. She put down the dishes and turned back. She repeated this many times until Jiang Cheng's table was full of delicious food. Only then did she really leave. During the whole process, she frowned and stole glances at the black people around her from time to time. She didn't have the slightest intention of greeting them. She also sped up her hands, not wanting to stay a moment longer on the second floor.
The black men were also looking at the girl in cheongsam's actions. They had a faint smile on their faces and were still as noisy as before.
After the dishes were served on Jiang Cheng's table, they talked and laughed as usual and began to eat. While eating, they looked at the black men around them intentionally or unintentionally, and were always vigilant of their movements.
However, there were also people who didn't care at all. Lin Yu, the little greedy cat, took the lead to grab a leg of the Peking Duck, dipped it in some sauce, and put it in her mouth to eat happily. As she ate, she shouted in surprise as if there was no one else around, "The roast duck here is really delicious. It's almost the same as the authentic Peking Duck!"
This shout attracted the attention of the black men around her, and their noise was reduced a little.
Jiang Cheng's eyes drifted around the black men around him and finally fixed on a black man with a thick gold necklace around his neck. He was the leader of the black men here.
This black man was estimated to be 1.9 meters tall. He was wearing a black knitted hat and a black sports T-shirt with strange patterns. He was fat and had big ears. His lips hung on his face like two sausages, which was really disgusting. There were three small platinum earrings on his right ear. Perhaps he thought that his dressing was very unique and he looked very tasteful. However, in the eyes of Jiang Cheng, he looked like a gorilla whose hair hadn't been removed yet!
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