Jing Long nodded and said to Jiang Cheng, "That's right, Cheng Ge, that's him! This guy came in to smash things, and one of our men tried to stop him, but he was shot and wounded! "
Jiang Cheng frowned and asked coldly, "How's the injury?"
"He was shot in the abdomen, and we're trying to save him. The doctor said that his important organs weren't hurt, but it was a dangerous shot. He's lucky that he wasn't seriously injured. He lost a lot of blood! "Jing Long said as he looked at the tied man, gritting his teeth.
The tied man was stunned when he saw Jiang Cheng, then he laughed, "You're the boss of the Lung Hing Society? I think your men are still dreaming. How dare they do this to me! You're in France, the territory of the Red Gloves. Do you know the consequences? "
Jiang Cheng stared at him blankly for a moment, then sneered, "What consequences? Tell me. "A cold light flashed in his eyes.
The man didn't notice the coldness in Jiang Cheng's words and eyes at all. He began to introduce himself proudly, "I'm Crell, a Red Glove. Except for Boss Belar, I'm in charge of the others. Do you know how stupid you are? When I get out, I'll kick the Lung Hing Society out of the 17th Street! Hurry up and let me go, you stupid bastards. "
Crell was arrogant. Although he knew about the power of the Lung Hing Society, he didn't take it seriously. This was France, and it didn't matter how powerful China was. Moreover, he only injured a member of the Lung Hing Society, not killed him. Even if he killed him, would Jiang Cheng dare to have a conflict with the whole Red Gloves just because of him?
Jiang Cheng heard Crell's words and laughed coldly. He said to Jing Long beside him, "Shut this guy's mouth. I'll go talk to Belar. If the Red Gloves really want to fall out, the first thing they'll do is kill this guy as a sacrifice!"
Jing Long nodded, "Yes!" He grabbed a towel used by the members of the Lung Hing Society and was about to stuff it into Crell's mouth.
Crell saw that something was wrong and shouted, "Jiang Cheng, you're crazy! You want to start a war with us Red Gloves over one person?! " His face was filled with disbelief. In his opinion, this kind of action was too crazy and too stupid. Clashing with an entire gang for one person was too irrational.
Jing Long pointed the towel at Crell's mouth and said viciously, "Shut up. Cheng Ge doesn't want to hear you speak anymore!" He forcefully stuffed the towel into Crell's mouth.
Crell frowned and resisted. He pursed his lips, clenched his teeth, and kept turning his head so that he could not put the towel in his mouth.
"Hehe! You still want to resist? " Jing Long sneered and waved his hand. Two members of the Lung Hing Society immediately walked forward and straightened Crell's head so that he could not turn around to dodge.
Jing Long punched Crell's stomach. Crell opened his mouth in pain, but at this moment, Jing Long pinched his mouth so that he could not close it. Jing Long held Crell's chin with one hand, pinched his cheeks, and stuffed the towel into his mouth!
"Woo!" Crell growled in protest with his eyes wide open. He kept shaking his head to dodge, but the people behind him held him so tightly that he could not move or dodge.
"Eat! Open your mouth! " Jing Long stuffed more than half of the towel into Crell's mouth, leaving only a little bit outside. Crell's cheeks were swollen and completely filled by the towel. He looked at the people around him with fear. Now he finally understood that these people were crazy. They were not afraid of offending the red gloves at all!
Jiang Cheng walked to Crell slowly. Looking at his pitiful look, he smiled faintly and patted Crell's cheeks, saying seriously, "If the Lung Hing Society could not protect its members or avenge them, what else could it do? Let me tell you, not to mention the red gloves, even if it was a big gang with tens of thousands of members, I would still do the same. This is my style, Jiang Cheng's! "
"So …" Jiang Cheng suddenly changed the topic, and his tone became even colder. He patted Crell's mouth and said, "You'd better pray that the brother you injured is fine, or I'll make you pay with your life!"
Crell widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Cheng in fear. He finally realized his mistake. Standing in front of him was not the leader of France, but a hero from Huaxia!
Jiang Cheng turned around and left Crell. He came to the door of the Longxing Boxing Club and asked Johansson to shout outside to ask Belal what he wanted. Johansson nodded and shouted outside in French. After a dozen times, he finally heard a response.
"Cheng Ge." Johansson turned his head and said to Jiang Cheng, "He wants the branch of the Lung Hing Society in France to work for the red gloves from now on. If we don't agree, he won't let us go."
"Hehe …" Jiang Nan couldn't help but chuckle softly, a hint of mockery at the corner of her mouth. This Belar sure is ambitious. He actually wants to annex the French branch of the Dragonrise Association. Isn't he afraid of breaking his own teeth? Jiang Nan sneered at Ye Hansen and said, "Answer him. Tell him that my answer is only four words — absolutely impossible!"
As Jiang Cheng spoke, coldness flashed in his eyes. This Belal really didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was. A small gang with only a thousand members wanted to swallow the French branch of the Lung Hing Society. That was hilarious!
Johansson immediately replied to Jiang Cheng, but this time, the other side fell into a long silence. After a long time, someone replied again.
"Cheng Ge, they said that the Lung Hing Society only has a little more than a hundred members in France. They don't have the right to bargain. Give us three minutes. If we don't agree to their conditions, they'll shoot immediately!"
Shoot! Hearing this, Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows. There might be room for negotiation now, but once the Braising Society killed the members of the Lung Hing Society, the negotiation would completely collapse! There was no need for both sides to talk nonsense anymore. They could only fight!
Jiang Cheng thought for a while, then turned around and waved at Zhuge Liuyun next to him. When Zhuge Liuyun came to his side, he asked Zhuge Liuyun, "Zhuge, have you found out? How many enemies are there out there now? How does it compare with the strength of our Lung Hing Society? "
Zhuge Liuyun nodded, then frowned and said slowly, "At first, the other side only had a little more than fifty people, but they have been increasing in number. Cheng Ge, when you came back, they had more than a hundred people. Now, the brothers in other buildings have just sent me a message. Belal and the others have 230 to 240 people. Compared to the strength of our Lung Hing Society, we are not at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. Right now, the Lung Hing Society has a total of 238 members, among which 76 are from the Blackbat Hall …"
Jiang Cheng nodded. It seemed that during this period of time, the Lung Hing Society and the Blackbat Hall under its name had been actively recruiting members, in preparation for the lack of manpower when they conquered Martin Luther's territory one day. Now, it could be said that the results were starting to show. This number of people could be put to good use.
"Although the Lung Hing Society does not have a lot of members, we have now trained six Longxing Special Agent Squads. They have semi-automatic pistols and can fire continuously. There are a total of fifty of them, and they are divided into groups of ten, which means that there are five Special Agent Squads. All of them are under the direct control of the Lung Hing Society. As for the last squad, it is under the command of the Blackbat Hall. The guns in this squad are not very good, but they have more people and guns. There are a total of thirty members in this squad. Among them, there are a few semi-automatic pistols, and the rest are single-shot pistols …" Zhuge Liuyun quickly introduced.
After saying all this, Zhuge Liuyun concluded, "Cheng Ge, according to the reports from our spies in the various buildings, there are more than fifty people out there who are armed with guns. The rest are all using cold weapons. If a fight really breaks out, we have the terrain advantage. It is not impossible for us to wipe them all out!"
"What do you mean?" Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. The number of people and guns on both sides were about the same. Zhuge Liuyun could wipe them all out.
"The reason is simple. Although there is only one Special Agent Squad in the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall, the other four squads have been trained to spread out on the periphery of the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall. Right now, they are spread out on the roofs of the surrounding buildings. If a fight breaks out, they can look down from above and fire at Belar and the others below. There are a total of forty guns, which is more than enough for them to deal with!"
"Good!" Jiang Cheng praised.
Separating the people to form an encirclement might not make much of a difference during normal times, but once they encountered an enemy attack, they would immediately discover their use. After thinking for a while, he said to Zhuge Liuyun, "In a minute, have a group of people shoot through Belar's car! I think it's an eyesore! "
Zhuge Liuyun immediately nodded and agreed. "Yes, I'll arrange it immediately!" With that, he quickly ran up to the second floor.
Jiang Cheng leaned against the door and swept his gaze across the Red Gloves members outside. In the end, his gaze landed on the fiery red convertible sports car not far away from Apple. He counted down the seconds in his heart and silently calculated the time.
After thirty seconds, Jiang Cheng shouted to Johansson beside him, "Johansson, shout at them immediately and get them to put down their guns immediately. Otherwise, we'll open fire!"
Johansson was a little surprised, but he did not dare to delay. He followed Jiang Cheng's instructions and shouted at the people outside in French.
A burst of laughter came from outside. They did not believe that Jiang Cheng and the others could put up any effective resistance. After all, according to their calculations, more than a hundred members of the Lung Hing Society had been trapped and died in the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall. If they dared to open fire, they would naturally retaliate immediately.
However, before their laughter ended, they heard a crisp "bang!" from outside, followed by three consecutive shots! The windshield of the red convertible car had a hole in it. The invisible cover of the car and the two-word door were the same. They had been shot four times in an instant! Furthermore, there were gunshots coming from all directions. They could not tell where the bullets came from.
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