A tall, sturdy and powerful bald black man walked out of the crowd, holding a machete in his hand and a gun stuck behind his right buttocks, came to the front of the alley and shouted inside: "Come out for me, let our people go!"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the inside of the alleyway, constantly walking back and forth outside the alleyway. The movements were not fast, but there was an arrogance in his demeanor and demeanor.

Jiang Cheng raised his gun and pointed at the black man next to him, and pointed his chin outward: "This person is your boss?"

Before the black man could speak, Johansen suddenly said: "Brother Cheng, I remember, this man is the one who came to my Jeet Kune Do gym and sold guns to me." ”

The black man hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No, but it can be regarded as Hans, his name is Hans, and he is the person who is currently managing the Black Welfare Society." ”

"Yes. Jiang Cheng nodded noncommittally, thought about it, threw the pistol to Jinglong behind him, and said lightly: "You guys just stay here, I'll go out and talk to them." With that, he walked towards the outside of the alley.

"Brother Cheng, no, it's too dangerous for you to go alone!" Johansen hurriedly tried to stop him in the back, but was pulled by Jinglong at that time.

Johansen looked at Jinglong in surprise, not understanding why he was stopping him.

Jinglong shook his head at Johansen and chuckled: "Forget it, you will know Brother Cheng's personality in the future, as long as he comes out, he will definitely do it, and he will never regret it, so don't try to persuade in vain." ”

Johansen looked at the crowd around him in surprise, those brothers of the Longxing Society looked at him with a smile and nodded at him, one of them shouted: "That's right, Brother Jinglong, Brother Cheng is such a person, we have long been used to it." ”

Just as these people spoke, Jiang Cheng walked to the outside of the alley with unhurried steps, his eyes swept around the many black people around, and finally landed on the burly black man named Hans, this person was tall and full of muscles, not dead muscles like ordinary people, but looked very energetic and explosive, and he knew at a glance that he was a very capable person.

"My friend has seen you. Jiang Cheng raised his hand and pointed at Hans and smiled, "I heard that you are selling guns to others, we Longxing will want to buy some." ”

"Longxinghui?" Hans frowned, stopped in place and looked at Jiang Cheng in surprise, then shook his head and said: "We don't have guns to sell now, if you want to buy them, go to the Arabs, those guys have what they have, and they can even get something fried by American grenades." ”

Jiang Cheng didn't show a disappointed look, shook his head with a smile, and then asked softly, "Why can it be sold before, but now it can't be sold?"

Hans frowned, and said coldly: "You don't have to worry about this, hurry up and let our people go, otherwise it will ......" He snapped his fingers.

With the snap of Hans's fingers, the black man with a gun behind him pulled out his gun, raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Cheng together, and in an instant, more than a dozen black gun holes surrounded Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Chengqing smiled innocently and said: "Everyone put down the gun, don't be so excited, I'm here to talk about business, not to make enemies, if you can't sell the gun to me, it's because the raw materials are not enough, maybe we can talk about this aspect." ”

When Hans heard this, his face showed a hint of surprise, and he asked in his heart, "What do you want to talk about?"

Although the gang of the Black Suit Society is not big, because the boss has spent a period of time in a military factory in the Middle East, he not only assembles and manufactures all kinds of firearms, but even grenades and land mines, and knows a little bit about it, so in the seventeenth and eighteenth districts, it is also considered famous, and the ordinary gangs dare not fight him, and by constantly selling guns to other gangs, and once made a fortune, even the gangs in other districts of Paris have come to buy guns.

But not long ago, the raw materials they now use to make guns were cut off, and naturally there was no way to make guns, and later after investigation, it was the Martin Gang and the Red Glove who jointly intervened and forbade anyone to sell raw materials to their Black Blessing Society.

This is easy to understand, the Black Bat Society has a conflict with the Martin Gang, if it continues to make guns, the stronger the strength, the greater the threat to the Martin Gang. The reason why the Red Gloves made a move was because they were the gangs with the most guns and hot weapons among the nearby gangs, except for the Arab gangs, and if they allowed the black banners to peddle guns at will, they would break the balance of power.

With such a background in it, as soon as Han Sen heard that Jiang Cheng was going to talk to him about the raw materials, his heart immediately moved, if Jiang Cheng could sell the raw materials to them, the Black Fortune Club would be able to return to the original days of eating and drinking spicy food.

"Naturally, I can provide you with raw materials for making guns, including bullets, grenades, and the like, but before I do that, I want to meet the boss of the Black Blessing Society, the one who is good at making military weapons. ”

"You want to see the Boss?" said Hans, frowning.

"That's right, I just want to know what he can make, if the quality is not very reliable, it is useless for me to come, and as for the raw materials, if they are only semi-finished guns, which need to be assembled, I can't provide such raw materials. Jiang Cheng replied with a slight smile.

Hans frowned and looked at the ground, thought for a long time, and beckoned to the person next to him.

Out of the black crowd came a teenager who hurried forward with a mobile phone in his hand and handed it to Hans.

Hans took the mobile phone in the young man's hand, dialed a number, walked to the edge of the remote garden next to him, and the person on the phone said this, from time to time there was a fierce quarrel, it seemed that the two people had some disagreement, just after seven or eight minutes, Hans came back, handed the mobile phone to the young man, and raised his head to look at Jiang Chengdao.

"I can take you to meet our boss, but only you. ”

"No problem, let's go now. Jiang Cheng was also quite straightforward, nodded and agreed.

Hans looked at Jiang Cheng with some surprise, but then nodded, raised his hand and gestured towards the crowd behind him, two of them walked up to Jiang Cheng, standing on both sides of his body, one left and one right.

The black man on Jiang Cheng's right glanced at Jiang Cheng lightly, took out a black cloth cover from his pocket and said, "We have to cover your head now, you can't lift it halfway, otherwise we will kill you." ”

"Yes. Jiang Cheng nodded understandingly: "But before that, I want to say hello to my friends and wait for me for two minutes." Then he walked towards the entrance of the alley.

When he came inside, Jiang Cheng understood the situation to everyone, and then said with a light smile: "So I'm going to follow them, and you guys will go back to Longxing Jeet Kune Do first." ”

"Brother Cheng, it's too dangerous for you to follow them alone, isn't it?!" Johansen looked at Jiang Cheng worriedly.

Jinglong also frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Brother Cheng, I won't stop you from anything else, but this matter, I suggest you think about it again, if you go to their lair, the matter collapses, and then you will be in danger." ”

Lin Yu also nodded lightly in agreement on the side.

Jiang Cheng smiled slightly and said: "I naturally know this, but for the future exhibition of Longxing Club in France, this risk must be taken, the guns in their hands are cheap, and they can also make themselves, once the conditions are negotiated, Longxing will be able to get a large number of guns and ammunition, and then they can grab territory with those big gangs, without these guns and weapons, how can Longxing Club show in the future?"

"This ......" Jing Long was speechless for a moment, Jiang Cheng's did make sense, but using his life to fight for the opportunity still made him feel inappropriate.

"Okay, after you return to Longxinghui, don't mention this matter to Brother Zhuge anymore, I'm done traveling. Jiang Cheng finally instructed.

After doing this, Jiang Cheng walked back to the outside of the alley, these black customers had communicated just now, and they all seemed very happy, and their eyes looked at Jiang Cheng more eagerly, which made Jiang Cheng happy in his heart, these guys were really worried about the raw materials.

"Let's go. Jiang Cheng said to the two blacks.

The two men in black nodded, one of them put a black cloth cover on Jiang Cheng's head, and then the two of them held Jiang Cheng's two arms left and right and left the square.

With the support of two black men, Jiang Cheng walked for about five minutes, came to a car and sat in, and listening to the sound along the way, he only knew that he had come to a rather remote place, and the car was waiting for him here.

After getting into the car, Jiang Cheng heard Hans's voice, he sat in the car with himself, so he smiled lightly and asked her, "I want to know, Hans, what is the chance that your guns will malfunction during use?"

"Very little, although it is a modified firearm, but my eldest brother's technology is very good, you can rest assured, if we can really provide us with raw materials, we will definitely buy a batch of guns for you, at the cheapest price." Hans assured: "The guns we use should have a %! failure rate." ”

After thinking about it, Hans added: "This is only for ordinary firearms, if one or two guns are finely modified, the failure rate can be further reduced." ”

"%!?(issing)" Jiang Cheng frowned lightly, carefully weighing in his mind.

The failure rate of issing is not bad for such a workshop, but there is still a gap with Jiang Cheng's expectations, sometimes the sudden failure of a gun represents the difference between life and death.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Cheng decided to meet the gun maker and take a closer look before deciding whether to cooperate with the Black Fortune Society, but for gangsters like Long Xinghui, the failure rate of guns doesn't seem to be a big deal, because they are all dispatched in groups, and quantity is more important than quality.

When the car was halfway through, it suddenly stopped, and the black cloth cover on Jiang Cheng's head was also allowed to be taken off at this time, and they had already arrived at their destination.

Jiang Cheng took off his black hood, sat in the car and glanced around, in front of him was a forest full of green grass and fragrant flowers, and in the center of the forest there was a white bungalow building! It seemed that the boss of the Black Welfare Society lived in this bungalow.