Hearing Johansson's translation, Jiang Cheng smiled and touched his nose. This Batiste actually wanted to snatch someone else's territory. It was a pity that he couldn't even keep his own territory soon.
One of Batiste's brothers saw Jiang Cheng and the others not far away and shouted, "Hey! If you want to play ball, you have to pay the fee! "
Jiang Cheng and the others didn't answer him. They couldn't help but smile. They weren't here to play ball, to look for someone, or to pay the fee. They were here to snatch the territory.
Batiste and the others also noticed the commotion. They all turned their heads and looked over. Two or three of them recognized Johansson and couldn't help but run to Batiste to whisper and point at him from time to time.
"A few of you, seal the entrances and exits of the baseball field. Don't let anyone run out and don't let anyone else in," Zhang Chen raised his hand and said calmly to the people around him.
Six of the twenty people immediately walked out and split into three groups. They ran to the three entrances and exits of the baseball field. They were prepared to seal the three entrances and control them.
With the fourteen brothers, Jiang Cheng and Johansson walked slowly toward Batiste and the others.
There were a total of eight people playing ball with Batiste. Four of them were in their teens, and the rest were youths in their twenties. When they saw Jiang Cheng and the others in the same sweatshirts, they couldn't help but show a trace of fear and panic. They all grabbed their baseball bats and came to Batiste's side. There were two or three who didn't have a baseball bat and just watched fearfully from the side.
Jiang Cheng and the others slowly came to a few meters away from Batiste and the others. Without any instructions, the fourteen brothers split into three directions and surrounded Batiste and the others.
Batiste looked around. All of them were strong Asians. Even though some of them were skinny, their sharp gazes told him that they weren't people to be trifled with.
Batiste's gaze landed on Johansson. He swallowed his saliva and said nervously, "Johansson, w-what is the meaning of this? Why did you bring these people here? "
Jiang Cheng smiled and walked to the front. He said to Batiste in English, "I asked Johansson to bring us here. There's no other meaning. From now on, we'll take over your territory on West Street."
Johansson smiled at Batista.
Batiste's expression changed. After a moment of silence, he said, "I can't agree to that, but I promise I won't snatch Johansson's place in the future."
Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed. This Batiste seemed to think that Johansson had called him here to seek revenge. He thought that as long as he took a step back, he would be able to get away with it. He actually wanted to negotiate. Chuckling, Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said, "I want you to be clear about one thing. The one who is taking over your territory now is the Lung Hing Society. It has nothing to do with Johansson. He is now the president of the French branch of the Lung Hing Society."
"Lung Hing Society?" Batiste looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise.
"Yes! Are you willing to give up this place, or do we have to do it ourselves? "Jiang Cheng asked softly.
Batiste hesitated for a moment. He held the baseball bat in front of his chest and stared at Jiang Cheng fiercely. The answer was clear. He wanted to resist to the end!
There was no need to talk nonsense with him. The rule of the underworld was — when you can fight, try not to negotiate! Jiang Cheng calmly said to the other brothers around him, "Do it!"
When the other brothers heard Jiang Cheng's words, they immediately rushed forward. There were a total of ten of them, and they started punching and kicking Batiste and his men. Batiste and his men fought back with all their might. Suddenly, the crowd was wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves. It was a chaotic group fight. They swung their baseball bats and punched and kicked each other. In an instant, it was a mess.
They fought like this for a minute.
"Stop, spread out!" Jiang Cheng said with a smile.
The brothers on Jiang Cheng's side were all well-trained. Other than those who kicked a few more times, they all retreated, revealing Batiste and his men who had been surrounded in the middle.
At this time, only three of Batiste's eight men were left standing. Batiste, a young man, and a black teenager were still standing, but they were all covered in injuries. The others were either lying on the ground or squatting on the ground, holding their heads, stomachs, or legs, all of them screaming and groaning.
Batiste didn't know how many punches he had taken. There was a bruise on the corner of his right eye, and his left cheek was swollen. His right hand was holding the right side of his waist. It seemed like he was injured there as well.
On the other hand, on Jiang Cheng's side, as long as one of them was injured, he would be hit on the shoulder by Batiste's baseball bat. He frowned slightly, but the others didn't suffer any serious injuries. Instead, they snatched four or five baseball bats from their opponents and waved them in their hands, eager to fight.
"I'll ask you one more time," Jiang Cheng said coldly. "Give this territory to the Lung Hing Society, and get out with your men. Don't appear here again. Otherwise, I'll beat you up every time I see you," Jiang Cheng said coldly.
Batiste remained silent. If he continued to resist, he would be really stupid. If the other party really wanted to beat him up, he and his men would have had to pay for their breakfast. However, he was a little unwilling to let them get out of this place. They wouldn't be able to find a good place to live in the future.
"I have another suggestion." Jiang Cheng smiled faintly, raised his hand, and pointed at Batiste. "I can see that you are quite skilled. The Lung Hing Society has just established a branch in France, and they are currently short of manpower. You can join the Lung Hing Society with your men. I can guarantee that the Lung Hing Society will be the biggest gang in the 17th and 18th districts."
Batiste raised his head and looked deeply at Jiang Cheng. There was a hint of surprise on his face. He didn't expect the other party to make such a request.
Jiang Cheng smiled and looked at him. Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Jiang Cheng said coldly, "If you don't want to join, you will have to leave this area. If you dare to appear again, I might break your legs next time."
Batiste's body trembled.
"Batiste, I advise you to agree to Cheng Ge's conditions. The Lung Hing Society is a big gang with tens of thousands of members in China, and Cheng Ge is the leader of the Lung Hing Society. A person like you will definitely have a low status if you join the Red Gloves or the Martin Gang. However, the French branch of the Lung Hing Society has just been established, and it will definitely grow in the future. If you join now, Cheng Ge will need people, and your status will naturally be higher."
"I'll give you three minutes to think about it. You can discuss it with your brothers." Jiang Cheng smiled, and then his face turned solemn. He said coldly, "Let me remind you in advance. Once you join, if you don't follow the arrangements and orders of the higher-ups, you will be expelled from the gang or hunted down. You better think about it carefully. Also, if you betray the gang, you will be our mortal enemy. Unless the Lung Hing Society disappears, we will definitely pursue you to the end!"
Batiste frowned, but then he turned his head and discussed with the others in French softly. Three minutes later, they were still discussing.
"Have you thought about it?" Jiang Cheng asked with a frown.
Batiste then turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng. He nodded and said, "Okay, I will join the Lung Hing Society. My brothers will join too."
"Good!" Jiang Cheng nodded happily. He turned to look at Zhao Hu and said, "Zhao Hu, this place will belong to the gang. Batiste will join the Lung Hing Society. Make the arrangements and give everyone a reward."
"Yes, Cheng Ge. I will make the arrangements later." Zhao Hu said with a smile. He walked up to Batiste and reached out his hand. He said in broken English, "We are all brothers. Get up. We will take care of each other in the future."
Batiste looked at Zhao Hu in shock, then looked down at his hand. Then, he reached out and shook hands with him.
Zhao Hu pulled him up from the ground and smiled. He patted his shoulder and said, "You are good. Let's spar when we are free."
Jiang Cheng looked at what Zhao Hu did and nodded slightly. Then, he pointed at Batiste's other brothers and said, "Greetings. Bring three brothers and Batiste to bring the injured brothers to the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall for treatment. Johansson and I have something else to do."
"Okay, Cheng Ge, I understand." Zhao Hu nodded and agreed. He picked three brothers from his left and right and asked them to support Batiste's injured brother back.
They walked further and further along the path they came from.
After watching them leave, Jiang Cheng turned around and said to Johansson, "Let's go, Johansson. Let's take a stroll around the area and look for small leaders like Batiste. We'll snatch all the places from them."
"Yes!" Johansson said excitedly. "There are two places that we can go."
"The first one is West Street's Dalles Square. There are many beggars and vagrants there, as well as some performers. It's run by a black man called Rick. He collects money from every beggar. There are more than a dozen black men under him, but I heard that they don't earn much."
"The other one is the Station Block on East Street. There is an area with a lot of money there. There are many prostitutes doing business there. Every prostitute has to pay a commission to the gang. It is occupied by a guy named Jabbarton. He has more than 20 people under him. Brother Cheng, should we call more people?"
Jiang Cheng looked back at the remaining 16 brothers around him. Including himself and Johansson, there were a total of 18 people. He smiled and shook his head. "We are enough. Let's go to Station Block on East Street. I am not interested in exploiting beggars."
The group trotted to East Street and bought some French breakfast on the way. They ate as they walked. Some of them even carried baseball bats from Batiste. They slowly approached Station Block on East Street, which was Jabbarton's territory.
Jiang Cheng had just arrived in Europe. He wanted to start with these small places. He wanted to defeat the leaders of these small places and occupy their territory. Although these small places did not have a lot of money, like a mosquito's legs, a mosquito's legs were also meat. Many grains of sand could make a tower, and they could also gather a lot of money. In addition, he could also recruit more people. With more people in the gang, he could naturally do more business.
The big gangs looked down on the territories occupied by these small leaders in society. The other small leaders didn't have the ability to snatch it even if they wanted to. The small leaders also wanted to merge with the other leaders to form a big gang, but they couldn't do it at all because no one was willing to submit to anyone else. After the merger, who would be the boss? How would they manage the money? A lot of problems became a stumbling block.
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