"Well done! Now that we know who the spies are, don't alert them for the time being. Let them continue to provide false information to the Martin Gang! "Jiang Cheng praised Hans with a smile.
Just a few days ago, two spies were found in the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall. They had installed wiretaps all over the Lung Hing Society, intending to eavesdrop on the Lung Hing Society's plans. However, they were discovered by Zhuge Liuyun in advance, so he began to track them down. Under this pressure, the two spies fled in fear …
However, since the spies were eliminated, the Lung Hing Society did not continue to track down the whereabouts of the two spies.
Not long after, Hans left with the guns. He agreed to meet Jiang Cheng two days later to hand over the guns and bullets.
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A few days later, in the early hours of the night, many people gathered in the small square outside the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall. They were divided into five small square teams. Although the surrounding lights were dim, their solemn faces could still be seen.
These people were all brothers of the Lung Hing Society. They were going to rob the Martin Gang's territory tonight. They were divided into five small square teams and stood neatly in rows. Three of the teams had about 20 people each, led by Jiang Cheng, Zhao Hai, and Batiste. The other two teams had 60 to 70 people each, led by Zhao Hu and Johansson.
There were more than 100 people, and every one of them was holding a weapon in their hands. There were swords, spears, rods, and all sorts of weapons. Each of them gripped their weapons tightly. Their solemn faces and cold gazes added a chill to the night!
Although it was only early in the morning, there were already some pedestrians on the street. However, when they saw the formation in front of the Dragon Hing Hall, they were all frightened and avoided it. Even if there were occasionally two courageous people who passed by, they could not help but quicken their pace. They did not dare to stare at this side, and only stole a few glances before quickly leaving.
Jiang Cheng pursed his lips tightly, his expression cold. His body was like a javelin as he stood in front of several small teams.
Just now, Jiang Cheng had explained the operation plan to the members of the Lung Hing Society and pointed out the danger. The members of the Lung Hing Society, especially the new members, were both excited and nervous. They were about to fight for the territory of the 18th District's boss, Martin Luther!
Zhao Hu walked up to Jiang Cheng and said solemnly, "Cheng Ge, Johansson and I will set off now! Meet up with Blackbat Hall at Rhode Street. "
Jiang Cheng looked at him, nodded, and said with concern, "Be careful!"
Zhao Hu nodded. "I understand!" He turned around and waved to the members of the Lung Hing Society behind him and the small team led by Johansson. He shouted, "Let's go!" and took the lead to jog in the direction of Rhode Street.
The 60-man squad led by Zhao Hu and the 60-man squad led by Johansson all ran forward behind him. More than 100 people gradually disappeared around the corner of the street ahead.
The two teams led by Zhao Hu and Johansson were going to attack Rode Street and the three nightclubs near it, so they had a relatively large number of people. They brought two squads of Longxing agents with more than twenty people armed with guns. Not far away from Rode Street, more than sixty people from Blackbat Hall were waiting to rendezvous with them. The three squads added up to more than 180 people. With such a force, it should be a piece of cake to seize the two territories of Martin Gang through a sneak attack!
Jiang Cheng watched Zhao Hu and the others leave, then turned to Zhao Hai and Batiste and said, "We should also take action. Do you all remember? The three teams are responsible for sneak attacking the three territories of the Martin Gang with the most income! "
"Cheng Ge, I'll remember!" Batiste nodded solemnly.
"I promise to complete the mission!" Zhao Hai said, patting his chest.
"Alright, then let's go!" Jiang Cheng said loudly. With a wave of his hand, he led one of the three squads away and ran towards the far end of the street.
The three teams led by him, Zhao Hai, and Batiste had 20 people each, and each team had about 10 people armed with guns. With such a force, they could sneak attack the territories of the Martin Gang with the most income and attract their attention so that they couldn't quickly rescue Rhode Street. They could even attract the people stationed at Rhode Street and the three nightclubs, which was even better. It would make it easier for Zhao Hu and Blackbat Hall to call for the enemy to ambush them and wipe out those black people in one fell swoop!
Tonight was a tough battle for the Lung Hing Society since they came to France! After this battle, no one knew how many people would die.
Most of the people were sent to sneak attack the Martin Gang, while Zhuge Liuyun, Wang Jie, and Lin Yu led the rest of the people to guard the Lung Hing Jeet Kune Do Hall, ready to deal with some unexpected situations. But in fact, there was no danger, because the Martin Gang was attacked from two sides, and they had no time to deal with other things! So, they just needed to be a little vigilant.
Jiang Cheng led his men out of the small street and came to the main street of the 17th street. There were already two minibuses waiting for them there. The license plates of the two minibuses were removed, and some simple concealment measures had been taken.
The 20 of them got into two cars, and then the cars drove forward. They came to the commercial street between the 17th and 18th Districts and turned into a small street.
Their mission goal was a large singing and dancing club, which was different from ordinary singing and dancing clubs. There was a huge basement under the singing and dancing club, which had been transformed into a boxing venue. Of course, it was an underground boxing match!
After the Lung Hing Society's men had investigated openly and secretly, they found that the business was extremely hot. Every time the tickets to the Black Fountain venue were sold out, but the Martin Gang did not rely on these tickets to make money. Instead, they gambled on who would win, who would live and who would die, or who would defeat the opponent in which round, and so on.
The underground boxing venue of the Martin Gang was particularly bloody. In order to attract those rich people to gamble and dispel their concerns that the boxing match was fake, there was a rule that the loser of the boxing match must die! Even if the loser was not killed in the boxing match, he would be executed by shooting on the spot! Under the cheers and curses of those rich people, the loser would be shot in the head. Sometimes, even before the execution, the loser would be brutally abused. It was simply a bloody and violent devil's banquet!
The rich people in the upper class often had no pursuit, because they had already gotten what others wanted. Therefore, their desire for desire was even more abnormal. They needed more bloody and cruel sensory stimulation to feel excited!
After driving for about ten minutes, Jiang Cheng finally saw the Dark Angel Nightclub in front of him. Even though it was a bar, it was already past the noisy period. The entrance was a little deserted, and there were few people coming and going. Occasionally, some people walked out of the bar, supporting each other. They seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol. They stumbled, and after a few steps, they stopped moving in the corner. Some sat down, some lay down, and some fell.
"Brother Cheng, we're here," the driver tilted his head and said to Jiang Cheng who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Get off and go in!" Jiang Cheng said coldly. After that, he pushed the door open and got off the car. He walked to the entrance of the singing and dancing club in front. Along the way, he pulled out a pistol from his waist – the Desert Eagle.
Jiang Cheng grabbed the gun and strode forward. His face was expressionless, and his eyes swept around like lightning!
Jiang Cheng came to the door of the Black Angel Singing and Dancing Club. The two strong black men standing in front of the singing and dancing club were shocked when they saw Jiang Cheng with a gun. One of the black men raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Cheng. "Hey, what do you want?" As he spoke, he ran toward Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at him with a faint expression. He gently raised the pistol and aimed at his chest.
Looking at the dark chest facing him, the black man's eyes widened in horror and he was about to scream.
But before he could make a sound, Jiang Cheng pulled the trigger!
"Bang!" With a gunshot, the black man fell to the ground. The words that he wanted to say were already stuck in his mouth. He fell to the ground and rolled, his hands covering the place where he was shot. He stared at Jiang Cheng with a pair of frightened and surprised eyes.
The other black man next to him reacted and immediately acted, but he didn't rush to Jiang Cheng. Instead, he screamed and fled to the Black Angel Singing and Dancing Club in panic like a stray dog.
But he had just taken a few steps when Jiang Cheng's attack on him was canceled backstage. "Bang!" The black man let out a scream. His body that was jumping in the air and rushing forward quickly froze in the air. "Plop!" He fell to the ground with a painful groan in his throat. He looked back at Jiang Cheng, his face full of despair and fear.
"Oh! no！ He raised a hand and waved at Jiang Cheng to beg for mercy.
With a cold expression, Jiang Cheng slowly walked toward him step by step …
The other Lung Hing Society brothers all followed up at this time. They held sticks and machetes in their hands and started attacking the black men! Each of them attacked fiercely and crazily. They raised their sticks and machetes high and smashed the black men's bodies. Suddenly, blood splattered.
"Ah … God! Ah! Ah … "The black men arched their bodies like prawns as they stared at the Dragonrise Association members around them with fearful and pleading eyes. They shook their heads desperately and screamed in pain as they were beaten. Some of them even begged for mercy, but soon … they could no longer make a sound.
Only the muffled sound of sticks hitting their bodies could be heard.
Jiang Cheng waved his hand that was holding the gun toward the surrounding Lung Hing Society brothers. He pointed at the door of the Dark Angel. Then, he took the lead and rushed into the Dark Angel Nightclub!
The front desk of the Dark Angel Nightclub was a hall of more than 50 square meters. In the center of the hall was a grand cashier's counter. On one side of the counter was a door leading to the nightclub behind it. At this moment, behind the 1.2-meter-high black counter, a cashier lady who had just finished her shift was checking last night's income. At around six o'clock, the people from the Martin Gang would come to collect the money.
The beautiful white cashier lady was talking to her boyfriend on the phone while laughing and counting the money. She was completely unaware of the approaching crisis.
Jiang Cheng rushed into the hall and looked around. Then, his eyes fell on the cashier's counter in front of him. To be exact, he saw a golden-haired girl behind the top of the counter. The girl's head was shaking.
Jiang Cheng immediately rushed up. When he was two or three meters away from the counter, he jumped up high. Then, with a "bang", he landed on the counter in a half-squatting, half-kneeling position.
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