Most of the black dots were on East Street, which were basically red light districts and dark places. The red dots were real business districts, and most of them were on the regular commercial streets of West Street. All kinds of shops were in operation, and the only ones that were more involved with the underworld were the casinos, three nightclubs, and bars! There were also two entertainment clubs. Although there weren't many shops, each one of them was ranked in the top ten of the 17th Street.
Bellaire looked at Jiang Cheng, who was focused on the map, and quickly explained, "There are a total of 246 points on the map, of which the Martin Luther Gang occupies 89, and the Red Gloves Gang occupies 130. Although we have more shops and more territory, the Martin Luther Gang occupies the richest spot in the middle, so our annual real income is only slightly higher than theirs."
"Only slightly higher?" Jiang Cheng sneered in his heart. Bellaire was too modest. The few businesses under him were all ranked in the top ten of the 17th Street in terms of income.
If he calculated it this way, his annual real income was very close to twice that of the Martin Gang, and the Martin Gang's population was close to twice that of the Red Gloves. It was obvious who was rich and who was poor.
"The Martin Gang's 89 pieces of territory, which of them does the Lung Hing Society plan to take?" Bellaire asked Jiang Cheng with a smile as he smoked his cigar.
Jiang Cheng pondered for a while, thought about it, then raised his head and said, "We'll split the 89 pieces of territory thirty-seven. If we can't get this bit of territory, it'll be really hard to arrange for so many brothers of the Lung Hing Society in the future."
"Hahaha …" Bellaire took off his cigar and held it in his hand, then laughed and said, "The Lung Hing Society is really ambitious. The moment you open your mouth, you actually want to take thirty percent of the territory …" Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Jiang Cheng.
"No." Jiang Cheng lightly shook his head as he looked at Belar and said, "I think you're mistaken. When I said thirty-seventy, it means that our Lung Hing Society will take seventy percent, while the Red Gloves will take thirty percent. Otherwise, there's no basis for us to cooperate."
Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Bellaire's laughing face suddenly turned cold. He looked at Jiang Cheng coldly and said, "Chief Jiang Cheng, did you say something wrong? Comparing the strength of the Lung Hing Society to the Red Gloves, yet you still want 70% of the territory? Don't you think you're being too greedy?! "
Belar looked coldly at Jiang Cheng. He could not believe his ears. The Lung Hing Society actually wanted 70% of the territory. In his opinion, what right did the Lung Hing Society have to ask for so much? Compared to the Red Gloves, their numbers and strength were far inferior! How were they going to discuss the cooperation?
Jiang Cheng smiled, shook his head, and said with certainty, "I didn't say anything wrong, and you didn't hear anything wrong. We want 70% of the territory! We don't need the Red Gloves to do anything in these places. We'll take them down ourselves. "
"Impossible! I can't agree to this! "Bellaire rejected with a cold expression.
Jiang Cheng chuckled and asked calmly, "Then what kind of conditions do you think are acceptable?"
Bellaire's expression changed. After thinking for a long time, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng solemnly. "At most, it's fifty-fifty. We'll split Martin Luther's territory fifty-fifty."
"No, I can't accept this condition, but you can't accept my condition either. How about this? Let's play a gambling game. The loser will agree to the other party's plan," Jiang Cheng suddenly suggested. He already had a plan in mind.
"Gambling game? How are we betting? "Bellaire looked at Jiang Cheng, puzzled.
Jiang Cheng nodded. "It's very simple. We'll have five matches to see whose members are more capable. One side will decide the competition, and the other side will decide the location and rules of the competition. What do you think? Using this method to make the final decision for us, it should be more fair. "
Bellaire thought for a long time. His gaze swept across Jiang Cheng and the other members of the Lung Hing Society in the Jeet Kune Dojo. Finally, he nodded and said, "Very interesting. I agree to this bet."
"Hehe …" Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "If that's the case, then you can decide the five events of the competition."
"Then we'll pick five people and let them compete with each other in physical combat and marksmanship. Three of them will compete in physical combat, and two will compete in marksmanship." Bellaire thought for a long time, and said with a confident smile.
Jiang Cheng looked at Bellaire. Since Bellaire could propose these two competition events, it seemed that Bellaire's members were quite satisfied with these two aspects! Jiang Cheng thought to himself. After a long time, he nodded and said, "Let's do as you say. In that case, the competition will be held today outside the Longxing Street Boxing Dojo. The one who falls in physical combat will naturally lose. As for marksmanship, the rules will be the same as the ordinary marksmanship training ground!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you outside." Bellaire stood up and said. Then, he walked out with two bodyguards. When he passed by Crell, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Jiang Cheng. "Can you let go of my member now? I still need him to participate in the competition. "
Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at Crell coldly. Then, he said slowly, "If you didn't say that just now, I would have asked someone to shoot this guy in the stomach. After all, no matter who did anything to the brothers of my Lung Hing Society, I'll pay back double!"
After a short pause, Jiang Cheng changed the topic and said, "But since the leader of the Red Gloves has spoken, I'll let this thing go, but don't do it again." Then, he turned to look at Jing Long beside him. "Jing Long, let him go."
"Yes!" Although Jing Long was a little dissatisfied, he still obeyed Jiang Cheng's order instinctively. He immediately walked to Crell and untied him.
Crell was much less arrogant than before. After being untied by Jing Long, he glanced at Jing Long with lingering fear, took off the towel in his mouth, coughed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and frowned as he wiped it off with the towel. The towel in his mouth was stained with the sweat of a man, which really made him feel uncomfortable.
Looking at Crell's embarrassed look, Bellaire said coldly, "Let's go." Then, he stepped forward and left the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall. Of course, his two bodyguards followed him closely.
Before leaving, Crell glared at Jing Long and Jiang Cheng. Then, he turned around and followed Bellaire outside.
After they left, Jing Long walked to Jiang Cheng and asked, "Cheng Ge, who do you think they'll send to fight? Let me fight for the hand-to-hand combat! "He looked at Jiang Cheng expectantly.
Jiang Cheng smiled and waved his hand, "Jing Long, don't worry. I'll send you to fight for hand-to-hand combat. Who else is more suitable than you?"
Hearing that Jiang Cheng might fight by himself, Jing Long showed a hint of joy. He made up his mind to win this match.
"Who else will sign up for the other two hand-to-hand combat?" Jiang Cheng asked the brothers of the Lung Hing Society and glanced at the faces of the people around him.
No one signed up enthusiastically. This was not a joke. Once they decided to fight, they would represent the face and interests of the Lung Hing Society. It was not a big deal if they lost, but it involved the interests of the Lung Hing Society. Many people knew their limits, so of course, they wouldn't sign up to lose face for the society.
After a while, Zhao Hu said, "Brother Cheng, let me go for the second match!" He patted his chest and said. His firm eyes seemed to have made a guarantee.
Jiang Cheng looked at Zhao Hu and asked a little worriedly, "Zhao Hu, you've been injured twice. Are you okay now? Don't force yourself! "
Zhao Hu smiled, "Cheng Ge, don't worry. I know my body well. I've exercised for a few days, and I'm fine now!"
"Good! Then I'll leave the second match to you. "Jiang Cheng looked at Zhao Hu and nodded happily.
"Then let me fight for the third match!" Someone said.
Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at the place where the voice came from. Finally, his eyes fell on Johansson. Johansson's eyes were firm and he was looking at him eagerly.
Jiang Cheng frowned slightly. Johansson was not a good candidate to participate in the competition. His skills might be a lot better than ordinary people, but if it was a one-on-one fight, it would be slightly insufficient. But then again, if he didn't let Johansson participate, there didn't seem to be a better candidate. Wang Jie, Batiste, and Zhao Hai, their skills were not bad, but they were only at the same level as Johansson. If he let them participate, they wouldn't have the confidence to win.
Perhaps, there was only one person who was stronger than them, and that was Lin Yu!
However, although Lin Yu was good at killing people, she might not be good at fighting. When she attacked, it would be a killing move! This match was a competition to learn from each other. If the opponent's person was killed, it might provoke a bigger conflict. It was not suitable to send Lin Yu to fight. Moreover, Lin Yu was a girl, and people would laugh at her, saying that there were no strong men in the Lung Hing Society. They actually let a girl fight on the stage!
Right, Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of a better candidate, and that was Johansson. He had seen Johansson's skills before. He had a strong physique, and his attacks were very powerful. He was the same type as Zhao Hu. This was the so-called "one man can defeat ten men".
Jiang Cheng chuckled, then shook his head and said to Johansson, "Johansson, wait for a moment. This time, it's better to let the new brother who joined our Lung Hing Society show his face."
"Ah? Cheng Ge, who do you want to let participate? "Johansson looked at Jiang Cheng with a hint of doubt.
It was the same for the others. Among the new brothers who joined recently, no one was stronger than Johansson.
Jiang Cheng waved his hand and smiled indifferently, "You guys wait here, I'll go ask that person to come downstairs." As he said that, he walked upstairs. Everyone's gaze also followed him upstairs.
When he came to the second floor, Anthony and Johansson were sitting at the table. Zhuge Liuyun was also explaining something to them. When they saw Jiang Cheng coming up, Anthony immediately stood up and volunteered, "Cheng Ge, let me participate in the fighting competition. I have some confidence in this aspect."
Jiang Cheng smiled and nodded. His gaze fell on Johansson, who was beside him. He saw that Johansson was frowning, as if he was thinking about something.
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