Mr. Bodyguard Novel - Chapter 311

Chapter 311 Big Spear Camp

Japan is the only country in the world that recognizes the legitimacy of underground forces. I believe many people know this.

Among them, underground forces such as the Yamaguchi Formation, the Shiji Society, and the Inagawa Society had been passed down for a long time, and their spheres of influence covered almost the entire Japanese Empire.

However, if one really wanted to say where these forces were most concentrated in Japan, then anyone who had a slight understanding of Japan would probably think of the same place name.

Shinjuku!

This was the most famous bustling commercial district in Japan, and it was also the most famous gathering place of underground forces in Japan.

There were not only Japanese gangs here, but also Chinese gangs.

The business that exists here, be it business on the surface, catering, real estate. Or perhaps, there were gangs behind all the lust, gambling, guns, drugs, and so on that were hidden in the darkness.

Of course, the underground forces in Japan had long since tended to be enterprises and regularized. They weren’t dyed with colorful hair, dressed in strange clothes, holding blades and guns and flaunting their prestige on the streets, as ordinary people imagined.

On the contrary, the underground forces that are truly large-scale are mostly composed of people in suits and shoes, and they look more like successful businessmen than rogues.

Of course, if you really want to see that kind of underground force member in Shinjuku that fits your impression, it’s not impossible.

Go to Kabuki.

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

In Japan’s annual survey of underground forces, it was clearly pointed out that there were more than a hundred underground forces that had obtained legal licenses in Kabuki.

As for the underground forces that did not have a legal license, that was not within the scope of official statistics.

Here, bars, clubs, and KTVs of all sizes are said to number more than three thousand. And every single one of them, the forces behind it definitely had gangs involved.

At the entrance of a bar in Kabuki-cho, gangsters dressed in flowing clothes and purposely exposing their tattoos could be seen everywhere.

They are commonly known as “spectators,” specifically responsible for maintaining order in the bar, to prevent people from causing trouble in the bar.

Although they seemed to be far inferior to the gang members in suits and shoes, they were actually doing this on purpose, in order to achieve a deterrent effect.

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

For example, Shinjuku has many Chinese who work from China to Japan. They work during the day, and at the same time, they choose to set up stalls in Kabuki Town at night. Either sell some snacks with Chinese characteristics, or sell some local specialties of China.

However, even if it was such a small mobile stall, the stall owner would still have to pay protection fees to the person in charge of his own area.

Generally speaking, which area belonged to which gang had already been divided. The amount of protection fees that should be charged on the site, and who should collect them, had already been stipulated a long time ago.

Therefore, Kabuki Town’s protection fee was relatively well-regulated. First, it wouldn’t increase the price casually. Second, there wouldn’t be the problem of several gang members repeatedly coming to collect the protection fee. Thirdly, the amount of protection fee was reasonable, which basically left a reasonable profit margin for the stall owner.

Of course, not every place is as organized and disciplined as this. There were also some very prosperous places around Kabuki Town, but not a single stall owner set up a stall there.

The reason for not doing so was very simple, because these places were still in the process of being contested by several gangs, and there was no final clarity as to which gangs these territories should belong to.

Before confirming, if anyone set up a stall here, there would only be two results.

First, they had to pay protection fees to different gangs repeatedly. Second, they couldn’t pay protection fees, the stalls were smashed, and even people would suffer from their skin and flesh.

Kabuki Machi’s eyes narrowed, and the Garden Shrine was three hundred meters south.

This place was definitely a prosperous golden area, but it was what he said before. No one dared to set up a stall here, and it was still in the period of gang competition.

In a cafe not far from this place, Jiang Feng and Hua Qianyu were sitting next to the window, their eyes staring fixedly at the place.

If Jiang Feng or Hua Qianyu’s closest relatives were here, they would definitely not recognize these two people. Because Jiang Feng had given Hua Qianyu and himself the Transformation Pill, before taking the antidote, the two of them would not return to their previous appearances.

The current Jiang Feng looked rough and fierce, with a beard on his face. Hua Qianyu, on the other hand, looked pure and elegant, completely unrelated to her previous charming and sexy feeling.

“It’s been a whole day. I don’t think any fool would set up a stall here, right? Why don’t we find someone to set up a stall there? I still have things to attend to. It’s urgent. People’s lives are at stake!”

‘”No. Once you make a move, those gangs will definitely investigate your identity. They won’t find it strange that they can’t find out your identity, because there are many people who sneak into Japan from China and bury their names in the shadows. But if the identity of the people who even set up the stalls is so mysterious, then there will definitely be suspicions in the future.”

“Alright.” Jiang Feng shrugged.

Because it was related to him, Jiang Feng was unable to predict whether anyone would set up a stall on that territory today.

However, just as Jiang Feng was feeling depressed, he suddenly saw a tall and thin man, Adidas, who was wearing a set of obvious stalls, pushing a small dining cart with a small Cantonese buns towards the territory Jiang Feng and the others were looking at.

Jiang Feng and Hua Qianyu were delighted to see this scene.

Gao Zhipeng was one of the black laborers who came to Shinjuku to work. The so-called black labourers are smuggled in without a visa or the right of abode.

Before being captured and repatriated, Gao Zhipeng only wanted to seize every opportunity to earn more money, because he knew that his younger sister, who had leukemia in her hometown, was still waiting for him to raise money to go back and perform a bone marrow transplant on her.

Gao Zhipeng, who had worked in Japan for half a month as a black laborer, found after careful observation that the business in Kabuki Town 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 buns. Then, he chose the position that he thought was neglected, but it was very prosperous.

Today was Gao Zhipeng’s first day at the stall. He was very confident in his cooking skills, so Gao Zhipeng’s heart was filled with excitement. He was constantly looking forward to how much he could sell for today.

Just as Gao Zhipeng’s dining car stopped, a fragrance immediately overflowed.

“Huaxia Xiaolong Steamed Bun, delicious Huaxia Xiaolong Steamed Bun. One steamed bun costs 100 yuan, one steamed bun costs 100 yuan …” He smiled as he introduced the steamed bun to passers-by in stiff Japanese. “Huaxia Xiaolong Steamed Bun, delicious Huaxia Xiaolong Steamed Bun.”

Cheap price, attractive fragrance, rich flow of people.

Very quickly, many people gathered in front of Gao Zhipeng’s stall, including Japanese and Chinese.

Gao Zhipeng immediately started to work, pretending to be a bun, collecting money, looking for money …

But very quickly, Gao Zhipeng raised his head and discovered that all the guests in front of his stall had disappeared.

He looked into the distance right in front of him.

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

Gao Zhipeng’s face turned pale from fright, but then he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the left.

Gao Zhipeng looked to the left. On the left was also a large group of people walking towards him.

Before he could finish his calculations, a large group of people quickly arrived on the right.

Immediately after, Gao Zhipeng’s stall was surrounded by these people. Before these gangsters could say or do anything to him, Gao Zhipeng’s body started to tremble slightly.

“This is the territory of our Fu Yuan Gang. You should pay a visit to our Fu Yuan Gang before registering. Do you know about the protection fee of 10,000 yuan per day?” Said the leader lazily to Gao Zhipeng from the group in front of the stall. “This is the territory of our Fu Yuan Gang. You should pay a visit to our Fu Yuan Gang before doing business here.”

“Since when did this place become the territory of your Fuyuan Gang? Kid, you should know that this is the territory of our Sanhe Company. If you do business here, you should pay the protection fee to our Sanhe Company!”

“You’ve all collected protection fees. Then what should we do with the Springfield Gang?”

The three sides expressed their respective attitudes and then looked at Gao Zhipeng in unison.

Gao Zhipeng’s Japanese was also average, he only understood that the three of them came to ask for money.

Gao Zhipeng was helpless and could only raise the money he had just collected.

“The money is all in here. Take it all.”

The leaders of the three gangs glanced at Gao Zhipeng. The money in his hands was at most 1,000 to 2,000 yuan, not even enough for the protection of his family.

The three of them were instantly enraged. One of them, Fu Yuan Gang, directly swept a small buns from Gao Zhipeng’s dining car and scolded loudly, “Huaxia brat, you’re courting death, aren’t you?”

“You’re the one courting death.”

The standard Tokyo pronunciation of Japanese rang out. Jiang Feng held a flag in his left hand and received a small buns in his right hand.

He tossed the buns gently with his right hand, and the buns accurately overlapped back onto the steamers in the dining car.

Jiang Feng waved the flag in his hand and gently pestled it on the ground.

There were three big words written on the flag–the Great Spear Camp!

In order to make things easier for people to understand, Jiang Feng also translated the word “Big Spear Camp” into Japanese and English.

The three gang members standing beside Gao Zhipeng’s stall were stunned. Some people who understood Chinese even read out the words “Big Spear Camp”.

However, the strange sound they read sounded very much like a big spear.

Jiang Feng glanced at the three gangs and said arrogantly, “Go back and tell your boss that this is my territory from today onwards.”

After saying that, Jiang Feng even raised his chin at Gao Zhipeng and said, “And you, kid. From today onwards, you are the first younger brother I have accepted. I have made such a happy decision. You are not allowed to refuse, you are not allowed to object …”