I am a master in India

Chapter 299 Gang Wars
The English word for gangsters is "Mafia," which originally came from Sicily and means "to boast."

If you ask those reserved and prudent people who commit serious crimes to make a living, they will all tell you that it all comes down to that boastfulness and pride that fascinates most people to a life in the underworld.

Kamal, who runs a knock-on service for the Daoud gang, once said that sometimes gang infighting is just for publicity, so that ordinary people will always be wary of gangs.

"Warehouses store goods, gangs store people's fears."

Those ordinary people from the bottom of society, the lowly, holding a gun in their hands for the first time, seeing fear in the eyes of others for the first time, the madness that sprouted from the depths of their hearts was hard to suppress.

However, in South Mumbai, which was designed, steered, and governed by Hadhan, very few people die violently on the streets, and gangs do not easily use guns in public.

He has been dead for several months, but his rules still govern the daily operations of the criminal organization he founded.

Hadhan hated Baifen and forbade anyone from doing this kind of business in his territory, except for incorrigible street drug addicts.

He didn't even like prostitutes; in his hometown in the Arab world, women only showed their eyes when they went out. Red-light districts undoubtedly corrupt men and harm women as well.

His sphere of influence is concentrated in the southern part of Mumbai, where he controls all the streets, parks, and buildings.

In this underground kingdom, any man or woman involved in prostitution or the publication of erotic books could face his just punishment if they were not discreet and discreet enough.

Needless to say, those who sell fentanyl are either severely beaten or lose several fingers.

The situation remains the same under Johnny’s new federation.

Most people were convinced and supported him, believing that those principles were worth following.

Within their territory, thugs and gangsters are not considered insults.

Locals know that this gang is more effective than the police in preventing drugs and sex trafficking from entering their area.

Police officers are easily tempted by bribes. In fact, Johnny's gang also bribes the police, but their motives are quite unique.

For example, the police who had just accepted bribes from brothel owners and drug dealers were asked to turn a blind eye so that they could arrest disobedient dealers and pimps and smash their heads against a wall or smash their hands with a small hammer.

Elderly people in the working-class neighborhoods of South Mumbai greet each other with nods, comparing the relatively peaceful situation in their area to the chaos in other regions.

Children look up at the young gang members with admiration, sometimes regarding them as local heroes.

Restaurants, bars, and other shops welcomed Johnny's men, believing that their presence would prevent trouble and that they were guardians with high moral standards.

Similarly, the rate of informants in Johnny's territory, and the number of times he proactively tipped off the police, was lower and less than in any other area of ​​the vast and crowded city of Mumbai.

They felt proud, acted according to principle, and considered themselves upright and respectable people.

However, there were still some complaints within the gang, and several federation meetings saw heated but unresolved debates about the gang's future direction.

Other gangs in Mumbai are making a fortune selling fentanyl, and many have become newly minted millionaires.

They flaunt their imported cars, designer clothes, and advanced electronic products in the city's most prestigious and luxurious settings.

More importantly, they used the steady stream of income from Baifen to hire new thugs, paying high prices for mercenaries who were both desperate and ruthless in battle.

Gradually, after several gang wars, the territories of those gangs continued to expand. Some of the most ruthless members died, and many others were injured.

As the turmoil subsided, police officers throughout the city lit incense to thank the gods for their protection.

However, the matter was far from over, and news of Hadhan's death began to circulate throughout Mumbai.

Johnny and his gang have been keeping a close watch on this matter for the past few months, striving to ensure a smooth power transition within the gang before the news leaks.

Their objective was almost achieved, but they underestimated the impact of Hadhan's death.

It started with Rajan's gang in East Mumbai frequently intruding into South Mumbai territory. Since breaking away from Daoud, Rajan has been eager to flex his muscles.

They fought a bloody battle with the Daoud gang to the north for quite some time before things gradually calmed down.

Upon learning of Hadhan's death, they couldn't wait to extend their reach to South Mumbai, because it was the most lucrative part of the city.

The northern state of Taunggyi was initially cautious, but perhaps after obtaining some information through Babayang in the north, it has recently begun to flock to southern Mumbai.

As they advanced south, they clashed with Rajan's gang, leading to another fierce battle.

In short, the Mumbai gangs are now in complete chaos, with people fighting each other and it's impossible to tell who's who.

Besides these three major gangs, Mumbai also has dozens of other gangs of varying sizes, which naturally wouldn't stay quiet in the middle.

After things completely fell apart, Johnny and his team actually felt less pressure.

Due to the recent gang wars, divisions have begun to emerge within the federation again.

If we can't sell the highly profitable Baifen, is there another business we can do?

That is, imported pornographic videotapes that emphasize explicit close-ups of specific parts. This is an emerging market with a bottomless demand.

Recently, those gangs that dared to seize the Federation's territory made a fortune through this business, which enabled them to acquire a batch of guns and greatly increase their strength.

Some members of the association were jealous of the wealth accumulated by those gangs, annoyed by their ever-expanding territory, and worried about their growing power, so they urged Johnny to change his ways.

A young man named Sanjay was the most radical. "You should go see Chuha. He used to be a nobody, but now he's all high and mighty." "I've met that bastard," Johnny sighed. "When he came to take a piece of our territory before, I met with him to settle things. Every time our people fought with their people, they ended up with black and blue faces."

“They have guns now, and their appetites are much bigger than before. They’re even proposing a merger between the two federations,” Sanjay said indignantly.

“That’s the problem. That guy’s ambitions are too big.” Johnny frowned.

Chuha's gang leader used to be on good terms with Hadhan, but he recently suffered a stroke and has stopped interfering in gang affairs.

Originally, their association did not engage in white powder or sex business, but after the ambitious Chuha took over the gang's affairs, he became unscrupulous.

Their power has grown rapidly, posing a significant threat to Johnny's alliance.

“Times have changed, Johnny. You can’t cling to the old traditions,” Sanjay advised. “You should go and see how Chuha made tens of millions off that damned thing called Red Sand.”

Dude, a drug addict's need for that stuff can never be satisfied. The need is so big that you'd have to use a fucking train to bring it in.

And that stuff about porn movies, dude, the demand is insane. I swear! It's a fucking lucrative business, yaar.

They make 500 copies of each movie and sell each copy for 500 rupees, so they can earn 250,000 rupees from each movie!

If you could make that much money by killing people, India's population problem could be solved in a month! You need to change your mindset; gangs can't function without money.

The Daoud gang, in particular, is extremely aggressive; they have far too many guns. We need to make changes, or there will be no place for us in South Mumbai.”

“I don’t like Chuhar,” Johnny said. “I don’t trust him either. In short, Baifen is no good. That thing will ruin our reputation, and the people here won’t respect us anymore.”

"What about pornographic films? They're harmless, aren't they? We didn't steal or rob, and we even solved the needs of Indian men, preventing them from bothering women on the streets."

The leaders of the federation looked at each other, and to be honest, they were somewhat tempted.

It's much safer to have sex with someone than to be constantly under police surveillance and involved in violence.

The recent gang warfare has put them under a lot of pressure, and their armed forces are clearly stretched thin.

“Don’t forget who led the Daoud gang this time? Satish, their number one killer!” Sanjay warned.

This name is legendary in underground Mumbai, and his legendary life story is like that of a protagonist in a gangster movie.

Johnny's alliance fought a fierce battle with the other side, losing several men in the process.

The fighting was so intense that the police on the streets were on edge.

"Let me think about it." Johnny knew that many people in the gang were interested.

The Daoud and Rajan gangs are encroaching on their territory, and without money, it will be difficult to maintain the current situation.

Of the businesses left behind by Hadhan, only the passport, foreign exchange, and gold businesses are still operating.

However, the payment cycle for foreign exchange and gold trading is long, basically the same as that for foreign workers' visas, with settlement periods mostly around six months or a year.

For the past few months, the federation has relied entirely on the local black market and the passport business to survive. As the gang wars intensify, expenses have skyrocketed.

While everyone was waiting for Johnny to make a decision, a henchman suddenly came to report that someone was calling him.

Johnny got up to answer the phone, and after saying only a few words, a smile appeared on his face.

“Who is it? Chuha?” Sanjay asked.

“No, it’s a very important person. I think we should make a decision.” Johnny seemed inexplicably relieved.

"How so?" Everyone looked at him.

"The videotape business is viable; someone will talk to the police for us. Yes, as long as we don't display them in the store, nobody will care."

The crowd cheered; it was good news. Chuha and his gang had been selling videotapes like thieves, terrified of being raided by any police station.

According to Johnny, the federation can sell freely without any restrictions.

"Who has such power?" Sanjay asked curiously.

“A friend, not from the underworld, you know?” Johnny pointed to the sky.

Everyone suddenly realized that there was only one person in Mumbai who could be referred to in this way.

"Why would he help us?"

“Because we will help him too.” Johnny’s expression was inscrutable. “We need to find out more about the Daoud gang and the whereabouts of the Rajan gang leader recently. It will be useful.”

Upon learning of the gang war in Mumbai, Ron immediately called Johnny.

After exchanging a few words, he hung up the phone and prepared to leave.

He was going to see Thackeray; there was something he needed to convince him to agree to.

(End of this chapter)