"Whoosh …" The car that Jing Long was driving stopped in front of the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall.
"Cheng Ge, we are here." Jing Long turned around and said to Jiang Cheng, who was dozing off in the car.
Jiang Cheng opened his eyes and rubbed his sleepy eyes. He looked out of the window and saw that the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall was right in front of him. Many brothers from the Lung Hing Society were exercising inside and chatting with each other outside. It was a lively atmosphere. At that moment, a few brothers were walking towards the car.
Jiang Cheng was going back to the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall today. The brothers from the Lung Hing Society had already heard about it. So when they saw Jiang Cheng's car stop, they immediately came forward.
"Bang!" The car door was opened by a brother from the Lung Hing Society. He bowed to Jiang Cheng in the car and greeted, "Cheng Ge, please!" His body cooperated with his words and made a "please" gesture.
Jiang Cheng smiled and got out of the car. He stood by the car door and patted the shoulder of the brother who was driving for him just now. He asked with a smile, "How have you guys been recently?"
The brother who Jiang Cheng patted on the shoulder nodded and said with a happy smile, "Very good, Cheng Ge. Now we are all full of energy. We are waiting for you to come back and tell us to work together!"
The brothers around him also showed the same excited smiles, and echoed in unison.
"Good, good, good." Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "I will go upstairs to see Zhuge first. On the way here, I heard from Jing Long that he seemed to have made a big discovery! I will have a good chat with you guys later. "Or, he walked into the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall and went to the second floor.
On the second floor, Jiang Cheng found Zhuge Liuyun leaning over a table with a few photos in his hands. He was looking at them carefully with a slight frown on his face, as if he was concentrating on something.
Jiang Cheng walked forward and asked curiously, "Zhuge, what's in these photos?"
Hearing Jiang Cheng's voice behind him, Zhuge Liuyun quickly turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng, who was standing behind him, with a wry smile. "Cheng Ge, you're back. These photos were given to me by the brothers of the Lung Hing Society last night. They were responsible for checking Martin Luther's residence and the places he went in and out daily, so they took these photos."
"Oh? Is that Martin Luther in the photo? "Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up.
"That's not it." Zhuge Liuyun shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Then whose photos are they?" Jiang Cheng was even more surprised.
Zhuge Liuyun handed the photos to Jiang Cheng and said, "Cheng Ge, take a look at these photos. Maybe you know the people in them!"
Jiang Cheng was even more confused. Looking at Zhuge Liuyun, all kinds of speculations flashed through his mind. This was his first time in France. How could he know someone in France? Especially someone who was related to Martin Luther. But then Jiang Cheng was shocked and thought of a possibility. If he knew someone and was related to Martin Luther, it could only be people like Tianxia Hui!
Jiang Cheng took the photo from Zhuge Liuyun's hand. A trace of astonishment flashed through his eyes as he looked at Zhuge Liuyun and asked, "Could it be someone from the World Society?"
Zhuge Liuyun nodded with a bitter smile.
Jiang Cheng was even more shocked, so he put the photo in front of him and looked at it. In the photo, he saw an Asian man with a two-part suit. He had black hair, wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses, and had a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks. He looked a little wretched and had the smell of a traitor. Beside this Asian man, there were two black bodyguards.
"This person is … Chen Ruifeng!" Jiang Cheng murmured with a trace of horror in his eyes.
"That's right, Cheng Ge. He's the Chen Ruifeng we met before. Just as we guessed, he joined the United Kingdom's Tianxia Hui. Otherwise, there's no reason for him to appear in Martin Luther's gang. I just don't know how long they have been in contact with Martin Luther." Zhuge Liuyun frowned and nodded.
Jiang Cheng threw the photo on the table and sat down with a frown. He thought for a moment and said, "It's not easy to judge this matter. Unless we can capture one of Martin Luther's trusted aides and ask them, we won't be able to know the exact information. But it doesn't matter. What's important is, after Chen Ruifeng joined the Martin Luther's gang, what did he do?"
Zhuge Liuyun nodded.
"Actually, I've thought about this question carefully." Zhuge Liuyun said lightly, "But I still can't figure it out. But I think that since Tianxia Hui is secretly plotting against us, we have to rethink what happened to the Lung Hing Society recently. For example, the Red Gloves attacking us."
"Indeed." Jiang Cheng nodded in agreement. "I thought about it, but I couldn't think of any reason for the Red Gloves to attack them. Our Long Xing and the Red Gloves have no direct conflict of interest. We can't even find any indirect conflict of interest. It's very likely that Chen Weifeng instigated the Martin Luther's gang to set up a trap for us! They're the fishermen who benefit from it! "
After a pause, Jiang Cheng said again, "But we can't jump to conclusions for now. Didn't Bellaire say that he wanted to meet me not long ago? If that's the case, I'll meet him if he wants to. We'll decide based on the situation."
Zhuge Liuyun nodded in agreement. "Alright, let's do as Cheng Ge says. It's safer this way."
After chatting with Zhuge Liuyun about other gang matters, Jiang Cheng left the gang matters to Zhuge to handle. Only when it came to the future development direction of the Lung Hing Society or other important decisions would he give some pointers. When everything was settled, Jiang Cheng called Jing Long over.
"Jing Long, give Tagore a call. Tell him that I'm going to visit him later," Jiang Cheng said to Jing Long with a smile.
Jing Long immediately nodded in agreement. "Alright, Cheng Ge. What time is the appointment?"
Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's do it at three in the afternoon. Have a good chat with Tagore."
"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." Jing Long nodded in agreement, then immediately took out his phone and called Hans. He told him the reason over the phone. After a while, he put down the phone and said to Jiang Cheng, "Cheng Ge, I've already made an appointment with Hans. They'll send someone to pick you up soon."
"That's good." Jiang Cheng nodded, then smiled and continued, "Jing Long, go prepare some small gifts. We can't go to Tagore empty-handed, can we?"
Jing Long thought for a moment and immediately understood what Jiang Cheng meant. He nodded and went out to prepare. Half an hour later, he came back with a bag of fruits. There were still some fruits inside.
Jiang Cheng was a little confused, but then he waved at Jing Long and said, "Let me see these fruits."
Jing Long immediately handed the bag of fruits to Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng took the bag of fruits, opened the pocket, and looked inside. Then he nodded in satisfaction and handed the bag to Jing Long, praising him, "Well done!"
There was no other reason. There were all kinds of fruits in the bag, all of which were very expensive and very suitable for gifts. More importantly, there was a layer of wrapping paper on the outside of each fruit. It was not ordinary wrapping paper, but 500 euro banknotes. There were three pieces of fruit cane on each fruit. There were more than 20 fruits here, which was equivalent to giving away 30,000 euros at once.
For gangsters, it was better to cut down on superficial things. Giving money was the most practical thing!
Jing Long did a good job. If he only gave money, it would give people an uncomfortable feeling. Now that he used money as the wrapping paper, there was no such problem. The gift was a fruit, and the money was just the wrapping paper. The person who received the gift would definitely feel that it was very creative! Haha.
After resting until 10 in the afternoon, Zhuge Liuyun asked everyone to go out for lunch. It was to treat it as a welcome dinner for Jiang Cheng and Zhao Hu, who had just returned from the hospital. Zhao Hu had been discharged from the hospital yesterday, but he had accompanied Zhao Xue and Zhao Xue on a date on the 17th Street West Street and bought a lot of things. Today, they only rushed to the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall for lunch.
The group was very lively. Including the recently joined Lung Hing Society, there were a total of 200 people. They were ready to go out and find a place to eat.
At this time, Jiang Cheng suggested that they take this opportunity to go to Huang Heting for lunch.
Previously, because of the incident with Rice, they broke the glass. This time, they could go over and compensate him. Moreover, this was a territory with unclear power. The Red Gloves could take over, and the Martin Gang wanted a piece of it. Why couldn't he take over? When the time was right, he promised to make Huang Heting his territory.
Since Jiang Cheng suggested this, the others naturally didn't have any objections. After all, this was a welcome dinner for Jiang Cheng's return from the hospital.
The team of two hundred people marched forward in a mighty manner on the 17th step of the commercial street, attracting the attention of many pedestrians on the commercial street. All of them couldn't help but move to the side of the road, not daring to block the way. Many people watched in surprise from the roadside, secretly guessing where this group of people was going to demolish next.
After walking for about 10 minutes, Jiang Cheng and the group finally arrived at Yellow River Pavilion. Chen, Zhuge Liuyun, Lin Yu, Jing Long, Johansson, and the others walked in front and entered.
As soon as they entered, they saw the shop owner and the waitress from last time looking flustered. Looking at the dense crowd outside, and then seeing Jiang Cheng and the group coming in, the shop owner's face turned ashen. Which creditor has come to collect the debt? He smiled bitterly and hurriedly welcomed them, forcing a smile as he asked Jiang Cheng.
"How many? What can I do for you? "
Before the fat shop owner could get a response from Jiang Cheng, the girl beside him screamed and pointed at Jiang Cheng and the group. "Boss, it's them. They're the people who ate here last time!"
The shop owner turned around in surprise and looked at the waitress. "Xiao Lin, you know them?"
The girl called Xiao Lin nodded and said, "Boss, how could I forget? They're the people who beat up that black man on the second floor before jumping out of the window."
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