The Wa Kingdom is the only country in the world that recognizes the legitimacy of underground forces, and I believe many people know this.

Among them, underground forces such as the Yamaguchi-gumi, Sumiyoshikai, and Inagawakai have been inherited for a long time, and their sphere of influence covers almost the entire Wa Kingdom.

However, if you really want to say where these forces are most concentrated in the Wa Kingdom, then anyone who knows a little bit about the Wa Kingdom should think of the same place name.

Shinjuku!

It is the most famous prosperous business district in the Wa Kingdom, and it is also the most famous underground power concentration in the Wa Kingdom.

There are not only gangs of Japanese people here, but also gangs of Chinese people.

The business that exists here, whether it is business, catering, or real estate on the surface. Or the hidden eroticism, gambling, guns, drugs, etc., all have the shadow of gangs behind them.

Of course, the underground forces of the Wa State had long since tended to be corporatized and formalized. They are not as ordinary people imagine, they are dyed hairstyles, dressed in fancy clothes, and carry blades and guns to show off their might in the streets.

On the contrary, the members of the underground forces that are really large and have a climate are basically suits and leather shoes, and they look more like successful business people than hooligans.

Of course, if you really want to see the kind of underground members in Shinjuku who match your impression, it's not impossible.

Let's go to Kabukicho.

It is regarded as the largest red-light district in Asia and the place where underground forces are most concentrated.

According to the annual statistical survey of underground forces in the Wakuni Kingdom, there are more than 100 underground forces that have obtained legal licenses in Kabukicho.

As for the underground forces that have not obtained a legal license, they are not within the scope of official statistics.

Here, there are more than 3,000 large and small bars, clubs, and KTVs. And in each of them, there must be gangs behind them.

At the door of the bar in Kabukicho, thugs who wear sloppy clothes and deliberately show their tattoos can be seen everywhere.

They are commonly known as "spectators", and they are responsible for maintaining order in the bar and preventing people from coming to the bar to cause trouble.

Don't look at them, they seem to be a lot different from those gang members in suits and leather shoes, in fact, they are also intentional in order to have a deterrent effect.

It was once said that every inch of Kabukicho is controlled by gangs. This is not a lie.

For example, there are many Chinese people in Shinjuku who come from China to work in Wakoku, and in addition to working during the day, they also choose to come to Kabukicho at night to set up stalls. Either sell some Chinese snacks, or sell some Chinese specialties.

However, even for such a small mobile stall, the stall owner still needs to pay a protection fee to the person in charge of his area.

Generally speaking, which area belongs to which gang's territory has long been divided. How much protection fees should be charged in the territory and who should collect them has also been stipulated in advance.

Therefore, relatively speaking, the protection fee in Kabukicho is relatively regular, firstly, it will not increase the price casually, and secondly, there will be no problem of several gang members repeatedly coming to collect the protection fee. Third, the amount of protection fee is also relatively reasonable, which basically leaves a reasonable profit margin for the stall owner.

Of course, not every place is as organized and well-organized as this. There are some very busy places around Kabukicho, but none of the stall owners have set up stalls there.

The reason for this is simple, because these places are still in the period of competition of several gangs, and it is not finally clear which gang should be in these territories.

Until it is determined, if anyone sets up a stall here, there will be only two results.

One is to repeatedly pay protection fees to different gangs, and the other is to fail to pay protection fees, stalls are smashed, and even people will suffer from skin and flesh.

Kabukicho 1-chome, 300 meters south of Hanazono Shrine.

It's definitely a bustling prime location, but it's exactly what I said before, no one dares to set up a stall here, and it's still in the gang battle period.

In a café not far from this site, Jiang Feng and Hua Qianyu were sitting by the window, their eyes staring at the site.

If Jiang Feng or Hua Qianyu's closest relatives were here, they would definitely not recognize these two people. Because Jiang Feng gave Hua Qianyu and himself both the Transformation Pill, before taking the antidote, neither of them would return to their previous appearance.

Jiang Feng now looks rough and mighty, and he still has a beard on his face. And Hua Qianyu looks pure and elegant, and it has nothing to do with the charming and sexy feeling in the past.

"It's been a whole day, I don't think any fool will set up a stall here, right? Do you think we might as well find someone to set up a stall there ourselves? I still have something to do, I'm in a hurry, and my life is at stake!"

"No, I can't. Once you make a move, those gangs will definitely check your identity. It won't be strange that they can't find out your identity, because there are many people who smuggled from China to the Japanese kingdom and broke into the power incognito. But if even the identity of the person setting up the stall is so mysterious, then it will definitely arouse suspicion later. ”

"Okay. Jiang Feng shrugged.

Because it was about himself, Jiang Feng couldn't use magic to calculate whether someone would go to that site to set up a stall today.

However, when Jiang Feng was depressed, he suddenly saw a tall and thin man, wearing a set of Adidas that was obviously stalled, pushing a small food cart with Cantonese xiaolongbao and walking towards the territory where Jiang Feng and they were looking.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng and Hua Qianyu were both overjoyed.

Gao Zhipeng is one of the illegal workers who came to Shinjuku to work. The so-called black laborers are smuggled in, without visas and without the right of residence.

Before being caught and repatriated to China, Gao Zhipeng just wanted to seize every opportunity to make more money, because he knew that his sister in his hometown, who was suffering from leukemia, was still waiting for him to raise money to go back to her for a bone marrow transplant.

Gao Zhipeng, who had been working as a black worker in the Japanese country for half a month, found that after careful observation, the business of setting up a stall in Kabukicho seemed to be particularly good.

So he used half a month's savings to buy the dining car in his hand and made his best Cantonese xiaolongbao. Then he chose this location that he thought was overlooked, but it was very prosperous.

Today is Gao Zhipeng's first day out of the stall, and he is still very confident in his craft, so Gao Zhipeng's heart is full of excitement at the moment. I kept looking forward to how much I could sell for today.

As soon as Gao Zhipeng's dining car stopped, a fragrance immediately wafted out.

He smiled and introduced to passers-by in a stiff language: "Huaxia xiaolongbao, delicious Huaxia xiaolongbao." A cage only costs 100 pieces (about 5 yuan), and a cage only costs 100 yuan......"

Cheap prices, attractive aromas, abundant foot traffic.

Soon there were many people gathered in front of Gao Zhipeng's booth, including Japanese people and Chinese people.

Gao Zhipeng immediately got busy, loading buns, collecting money, and looking for money......

But soon, when Gao Zhipeng looked up, he found that all the customers in front of the stall were gone.

He looked into the distance directly ahead.

A group of people with tattoos on their arms, chests, and necks were walking towards him.

Gao Zhipeng's face turned white with fright, but then he heard dense footsteps on the left.

Gao Zhipeng looked to the left, and a large group of people were also walking towards this side on the left.

And that wasn't all, and soon a large crowd came to the right.

Immediately afterwards, Gao Zhipeng's booth was surrounded by these people. Before these gangsters could say anything or do anything to him, Gao Zhipeng's body had begun to tremble slightly.

In the group of people in front of the stall, the leader said to Gao Zhipeng lazily: "This is the territory of our Fuyuan Gang, you are doing business here, you should visit our Fuyuan Gang in advance, and then register, do you know that you take the initiative to pay 10,000 yuan of protection fees every day." ”

"When did this become the territory of your Fuyuan Gang? Boy, you can figure it out, this is the territory of our Sanhe Co., Ltd., and you are doing business here, you should give us the Sanhe Co., Ltd. social protection fee!"

"You've all collected protection money, so what should we do with the Springfield Gang?"

The three parties each expressed their attitudes, and then looked at Gao Zhipeng in unison.

Gao Zhipeng's Japanese language learning is also average, he only understands that the three of them are here to ask for money.

Gao Zhipeng was helpless, so he had to lift up the money he had just received in his hand.

"It's all the money, take it all. ”

The leaders of the three gangs took a look, and the money in Gao Zhipeng's hand was only one or two thousand yuan at most, and even the family's protection money was not enough.

The three of them were immediately furious, and Fuyuan helped the man directly sweep out a cage of xiaolongbao on Gao Zhipeng's dining car, and scolded loudly: "Huaxia boy, you are looking for death, right?" ”

"You're the one who is looking for death. ”

The standard Tokyo dialect sounded, and Jiang Feng, who was holding a flag in his left hand, also took a basket of xiaolongbao in his right hand.

With a flick of his right hand, the entire basket of xiaolongbao was accurately stacked back onto the entire stack of steamers in the dining cart.

Jiang Feng waved the flag in his hand, and then lightly pestled it to the ground.

There are three big words written on the banner - Big Gun Battalion!

In order to make it easier for people to understand, Jiang Feng also translated the three words "big gun battalion" into Japanese and English respectively.

The three gang members standing next to Gao Zhipeng's booth were stunned, and a few people who knew Huaxia even read out the words "big gun battalion".

But the voice they uttered was weird, and it sounded like ...... Big guns hard.

Jiang Feng glanced at the people of the three gangs lightly, and then said arrogantly: "You all go back and tell your boss that this is my territory from today onwards." ”

After speaking, Jiang Feng also raised his chin at Gao Zhipeng, "And you, kid." From today onwards, you will be the first little brother I have received. It was so happily decided that no refusal, no objection ......"

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