After a while, Zhuge Liuyun came to Jiang Cheng with a young man in his thirties with brown hair and a little beard.

The young man smiled all over his face and handed his right hand to Jiang Cheng: "Hello, Brother Cheng, my name is Johnson, and I am the leader of the French branch Longxing Society."

He speaks Mandarin fluently, but has a crappy accent. It sounds strange to hear it. This young man has always lived in France, but he speaks like a Fujian native. Did she learn Mandarin in Fujian? Jiang Cheng thought with a wry smile.

With a slight smile, Jiang Cheng reached out and held it with him: "Don't be so polite, they are all their own people."

Zhuge Liuyun introduced next to him: "Johnson is a Chinese-French mixed-race child. His father is Chinese and his mother is French. He has always lived in France. Later, after his parents passed away, he traveled around the world and lived in China for two or three years. After returning to France, he wanted to promote Chinese culture in France. Later, he became the branch of our French Dragons Association and the people behind him -"

Zhuge Liuyun turned around and pointed at the young people at the pick-up entrance. These young people looked here with excitement: "They are all members of our branch of the French Dragons Association, but not many. Apart from the ones here now, there are less than ten people."

Jiang Cheng looked up at the other side and counted a little. There were sixteen people in total. Even if there were no members, there were only twenty people, which was really pitiful.

Johnson smiled embarrassedly: "Gangmaster, let's not talk here, go back to the branch first, everyone who hasn't come is waiting there."

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Cheng nodded, then looked at Johnson with a smile: "Don't call me a leader in the future, and just tell other brothers, just call me Brother Cheng." He led the others to the outside of the airport. More than fifty people were sturdy, all with black hair, simple clothes and sharp eyes, and their personality inherited the side eyes of many people.

After walking out of the airport, there was a long convoy outside, full of vans of various colors, and no trace of high-end cars was seen. This scene made Jiang Cheng laugh. It seemed that this French branch was living a very difficult life.

Jiang Cheng and several leaders sat in the only five-seater sedan in the front, and the others were sitting in the van behind. When Jiang Cheng got in the car, he heard many people quips, saying that he was going to live a hard life now, and it would be difficult for Longxing to develop here!

A total of six cars were driving from outside the airport toward the 17th district of Paris, France, where the French branch of Longxinghui was located.

There are 20 districts in Paris, France. Basically, the higher the number, the more developed the area, the more abundant the oil and water. The reason is basically because there are still some unilaterally developed areas.

For example, the 17th, 18th and 19th districts, these three districts basically belong to the dark entertainment capital of France. The gambling and ** industries are very developed, and the derivatives include drug trafficking, gun trading, robbery, rape, etc. In this environment of sewage, it has led to the emergence of various gangs in these three places, and various kidnapping, assassination, and firefighting are common.

"Cheng, Brother Cheng..." Johnson turned to Jiang Cheng from the passenger seat of the car and said, asking him to change his words for a while, and was a little uncomfortable. He stuttered for a long time before saying, "I have brought so many people this time, do you want to develop the French branch?"

Jiang Cheng gave a wink at Zhuge Liuyun.

Zhuge Liuyun nodded and said, "Yes, I have this idea, but I haven't decided yet how to implement it. You have lived in France for several years. You should have some understanding of the nearby sphere of influence, right?"

Johnson nodded repeatedly, showing a hint of excitement, and lay on his seat and looked at Zhuge Liuyun and Jiang Cheng: "Of course, I have also drawn a map myself. You should understand a lot when you look at it." He groped in his arms, then took out a color scroll and handed it to Zhuge Liuyun.

He took it in his hand, Zhuge Liuyun spread it open and looked at it, frowned and studied it. After less than a minute, he handed the thing to Jiang Cheng: "Brother Cheng, take a look, this picture is very reference-based."

Jiang Chengse’s drawing was taken in his hand, and when he opened it, he found that this was an enlarged map of Paris, France, which introduced the situation of each district in detail, hospitals, attractions, police stations, shopping malls, etc. On it, people used colorful strokes to draw outlines, which formed enclosures, enclosing areas, and each area had a name written on it.

Johnson introduced: "Every colored circle outline I draw represents the sphere of influence of each gang, but I live in District 17 and don't know much about the underworld in other places, and they are all heard of it. However, even if we, the boss of District 17, Belal, has more than 1,000 people under our command, even if we add these people you brought with you, Brother Cheng, it's not enough..."

Belal!?

Jiang Cheng's eyes quickly glanced on the map and quickly found the name. His sphere of influence almost covered half of the 17th District, but the other half of the 17th District was empty.

"What's going on? Is the other side of District 17 covered by other forces?" Jiang Cheng pointed to the blank in the east of District 17 and asked Johnson.

Johnson waved his hand: "It's not like that. Belal is the boss of the entire Seventeenth District. The reason why the eastern region is empty is because there is no fuel. The eastern region is a residential area and the western region is a commercial area. In most cases, the residential area is under the jurisdiction of the police. Generally, gangs and police do not interfere with each other and will not cause trouble on each other's territory, except for some inequality gangsters."

Jiang Cheng nodded and understood a little. French gangs can exist legally, so some agreements have been formed between them. Gangs are not allowed to cause trouble in the residential area, while blacks can make a lot of money in the commercial area. Although it is a commercial area, just think about it for a moment and you will know what kind of business it is doing. It can make these gangs envious and afford more than 1,000 people.

He scanned the map again and found that the 18th District next to District 17 was surrounded by another gang force. The boss's name was Martin Luther, so he asked without raising his head: "Johnson, who is Martin Luther?"

"Martin?" Johnson's face flashed with fear, and then he slowly said: "He is the boss of the black people in District 18. Because District 17 and District 18 are next to District 18, the rich commercial street is at the junction of the two areas, so he often leads a group of black people to fight with Belal, and fights almost every once in a while. Many people have died recently."

"Black leader?" Jiang Cheng raised his head and looked at Johnson in surprise.

Johnson nodded: "The Eighteenth District is a settlement between blacks and Arabs. Martin Luther is the leader of the blacks and the leader of the Arab gangs. They are even more crazy, but they have no boundaries with our seventeenth District. Martin Luther's territory is separated by Martin Luther's territory. The Eighteenth District is the most chaotic place in Paris. Arabs and blacks fight each other, and even if they are residents, they will not be safe to go out."

Jiang Cheng looked stunned, then thought for a while and asked, "What about District 19? What kind of gangs are there in District 19?"

Johnson looked at Jiang Cheng: "There are relatively large areas in the 19th District. There are five large gangs there, three of which are Chinese gangs, but there is no fuel in that place. I heard that the three gangs have only less than 2,000 people in total. However, these three gangs form an alliance. Gangs in other areas usually dare not enter. There are more Chinese living in District 19th District."

Chinese gangsters? Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy from the bottom of his heart, as if he was having sex with a fellow villager overseas. It sounds like these three gangsters are not very strong, but they seem to be quite united. Just when can they join them and help Longxing develop in Europe.

In fact, what Jiang Cheng had in his heart was a different thought. If he expected it would be best that all Chinese gangs in Europe would join the Longxing Club and everyone would form a whole force.

But this is just Jiang Cheng's wishful thinking. What he wants is a group, not an alliance. If it is a small gang alliance, once there are any instructions, these small gangs are often the first to consider their own interests, rather than starting from the overall situation of Longxinghui. This is human nature!

"What is this person's background? It seems to have covered a large area of ​​Paris." Jiang Cheng continued to ask.

Before Johnson could speak this time, Zhuge Liuyun said: "I remember that the name *** is a big family in France. It should be ranked among the top three among all French clans. It is no longer a gangster. In fact, it is the behind-the-scenes controller of the two major chaebols. What? His name is also on this map, and his sphere of influence should not be limited to Paris."

Johnson said: "This is what I drew. Although the *** family no longer engages in gangs, they are still controlling the operation of several gangs. They are the real gang bosses in Paris. They are almost the most lucrative business. Even the police can arrange it. Compared with them, other gangs are just beggars."

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized it and remembered the distribution of Paris's power.

Suddenly the car stepped on the accelerator and had arrived at the French branch of the Longxing Club in the 17th District of Paris.

Jiang Cheng and other brothers brought from the country got out of the car. Johnson called them to enter a large Jeet Kune Gymnasium next to them. The hall was shrouded in the depths of an alleyway, located in a remote place, occupying two storefronts, the sign was a bit dilapidated, and there were also dirty around the corners of the street. Only the three words Jeet Kune Do were quite imposing.

"Johnson, is this our French branch?" Jiang Cheng looked at Johnson with a smile.
Chapter completed!