Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

Inside the villa.

Chen Feng pushed open the door and entered, a wave of warmth hitting him.

Jiang Hong was sitting on the sofa, sobering up, wearing a wine-red velvet bodycon skirt with a very high slit, revealing a pair of exquisitely beautiful legs encased in black stockings. Her mature charm was a complete contrast to the naive and fiery young girl who had just been standing at the door.

"What are you lingering at the door for? Flirting with a young girl?" Jiang Hong looked at him with a half-smile. "That voice just now sounded familiar."

"Sister Hong has sharp ears." Chen Feng took off his coat, sat down opposite her, and looked helpless. "She's just an ignorant little girl with a teddy bear that likes to poop and pee anywhere. She insisted that I was your kept man and gave me a profound moral judgment."

"Oh?" A hint of amusement flashed in Jiang Hong's eyes. "That little girl is quite something, isn't she? Wine-red hair, a hot body, and she talks like a machine gun?"

"Do you know Sister Hong?" Chen Feng took a sip of water and asked casually, "What's her name? She seems pretty feisty."

"You don't know her?" Jiang Hong asked, somewhat surprised. "Her name is Hao Mei, and she's a notoriously difficult and beautiful reporter from the Donghai Daily."

"A reporter?" Chen Feng frowned slightly. "No wonder he was snapping pictures of me with a camera earlier, saying he was going to expose all my secrets."

Jiang Hong gently swirled her wine glass and casually added, "She also has another identity; she is the only daughter of Hao Jianguo, the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and his most beloved daughter."

"puff--!"

Chen Feng spat out the mouthful of water he had just drunk, nearly choking himself to death.

"Cough cough cough... You said she's... whose daughter?!" Chen Feng's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

"Director Hao," Jiang Hong couldn't help but laugh at Chen Feng's disgusted expression, "What? Scared?"

Chen Feng felt a chill run down his back, and cold sweat instantly broke out.

It's all over! It's completely over!

What did he just do? He pinned the daughter of the city's Public Security Bureau chief against a tree, flirted with her, scratched her nose, and even openly called her a "white rabbit"?!

If Director Hao found out, wouldn't he take him straight back to the station and prosecute him for hooliganism, skinning him alive first?!

"Sister Hong, why didn't you say so sooner!" Chen Feng was on the verge of tears. "I just... cough cough, I went a little 'too far'."

"How outrageous is that?" Jiang Hong asked curiously as she leaned closer.

"It wasn't too outrageous..." Chen Feng touched his nose guiltily, "It was just... a little flirting. I said if I were to be a kept man, she would be the first one."

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Hong laughed so hard her breasts heaved. "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, you've got some nerve! You even dare to flirt with Director Hao's daughter? You're asking for trouble!"

Chen Feng slumped on the sofa, looking utterly dejected: "I really didn't know she was like this! If I had known she was a Tyrannosaurus Rex, I wouldn't have dared to mess with her!"

However, upon further reflection, Chen Feng felt somewhat relieved. Thankfully, they hadn't exchanged names, so the girl probably didn't know who he was.

"Oh well, ignorance is no excuse," Chen Feng consoled himself. "Anyway, she doesn't know my name, I'll just avoid her in the future."

"That's not necessarily true," Jiang Hong added gleefully. "Hao Mei is notoriously vengeful and persistent. If she sets her sights on someone, she'll dig up their entire family history. Good luck to you."

Chen Feng sighed, forcibly putting this unpleasant matter out of his mind, and straightened his expression: "Sister Hong, let's not talk about this now. Let's get down to business. How's the investigation on that Liu Dapao going?"

When serious matters were mentioned, both of them became serious. Jiang Hong took a file folder from under the coffee table, tossed it to Chen Feng, and said with a sarcastic smile, "I have to say, this Liu Dapao is really 'elegant,' and really perverted."

Chen Feng opened the file folder and pulled out several photos and a document.

"Liu Dapao, whose real name is Liu Bin, is the deputy director of the branch office. He is known in the office as 'Iron-Faced and Impartial,' but he has a nickname in private: 'Master Liu.'"

"A master?" Chen Feng stared at the photo of a calligraphy work that was crooked and looked like a dog's scribbles. "This kind of writing? And you call yourself a master?"

"It doesn't matter if the calligraphy is bad, the key is that someone will buy it." Jiang Hong pointed to the documents, "Liu Dapao is not only greedy for money, but also particularly protective of his reputation. He never accepts money directly, but through 'selling calligraphy.' He has a secret gallery in the southern suburbs. If Mad Dog Qiang wants to get things done, he goes to the gallery and spends 500,000 yuan to buy one of his 'calligraphy' pieces. What is this called? This is called 'refined bribery,' called 'art investment.' It launders the money and satisfies his vanity as a scholar. It's impossible to find out anything about it."

"You've got some skills." Chen Feng sneered.

"But that's not the most interesting part." A glint of light flashed in Jiang Hong's eyes. "Liu Dapao has a fatal secret. He's impotent, all show and no substance. But he's also a womanizer and has a mistress named Xiaoya on the side."

Chen Feng raised an eyebrow: "If you can't handle it, why keep a mistress? Just for decoration?"

"That's what makes him so perverted," Jiang Hong said in a low voice, her tone tinged with disgust. "He may be impotent, but he enjoys watching. He makes his mistress, Xiaoya, and his friends... he even has to give them pointers from the sidelines to get that twisted psychological satisfaction."

"Holy crap." Chen Feng couldn't help but swear, feeling his worldview had been completely shattered. "This Liu Dapao is really something else, isn't he? He's cuckolded and now he's a director?"

"Not only that." Jiang Hong pulled out a photo of a effeminate young man. "This man is called Ahao. He is Xiaoya's 'real boyfriend' and also Liu Dapao's tacitly approved 'performer'."

But recently, Ah Hao has become addicted to gambling, losing hundreds of thousands of yuan in underground banks and being hunted down by loan sharks. To save her boyfriend, Xiao Ya secretly recorded a video of Liu Dapao accepting "money for words" from Mad Dog Qiang, and also recorded a detailed ledger.

"You mean, these two are planning to blackmail Liu Dapao?" Chen Feng's eyes lit up.

"That's right. Dogs fighting, they'll get all worked up." Jiang Hong nodded. "Right now, Ah Hao is hiding in a run-down rented room in the West District. Xiao Ya will be going to deliver money to him soon. As long as we get that ledger and video, Liu Dapao will be our puppet."

"Leave Ah Hao to me." Chen Feng stuffed the photo into his pocket, his eyes gleaming with a hunter's light. "I'm best at this kind of dirty work."

He immediately called Monkey and told him the news, asking him to arrange for someone to pick up the items right away.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng let out a long sigh of relief, twirled the phone in his hand, and revealed a confident smile of being in control of the situation.

"Done."

He turned around, ready to show off his strategic planning to Jiang Hong, but found that the atmosphere was a bit off.

Just moments ago, Jiang Hong was discussing somber topics like black tents, videos, and detonators, but now she had changed her posture. She lay languidly on her side on the sofa, one hand supporting her chin, her captivating peach blossom eyes staring at him with a watery gaze.

Her burgundy velvet bodycon skirt rolled up slightly with her movements, exposing her already partially hidden thighs to the air, and even revealing the lace edges of her stockings.