Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

The air in the rented room was stuffy and oppressive, and the mixed smell of cheap tobacco and instant noodles was nauseating.

Chen Feng squatted on the ground, shoveling aside the pile of messy trash, trying to find any valuable clues. A cockroach crawled past his hand, but he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Several people searched for several minutes but found nothing.

"Oh shit!"

Chen Feng stood up and slammed his fist against the wall. The plaster crumbled off, and blood seeped from his knuckles.

That ledger, those videos, that irrefutable evidence that could ruin Liu Dapao's reputation, just flew away right under his nose!

That old fox was quick; he snatched Ah Hao and Xiao Ya away before they could.

Chen Feng took out his phone and dialed Jiang Hong's number.

"Sister Hong, the account book is gone." Chen Feng's voice was hoarse and low. "That old bastard Liu Dapao acted faster than us; his men took the people away beforehand."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Jiang Hong's voice remained calm: "As expected. How could Liu Dapao, who's managed to get to this position in the bureau, possibly let a gambler have his hands on him? He must have someone watching Ah Hao's every move. We've alerted him."

"What do I do now?" Chen Feng took a deep breath, forcing down his frustration.

"Let's try another route." Jiang Hong's tone became playful. "We can't touch Liu Dapao for now, but Mad Dog Qiang's side isn't a monolithic entity. Don't you still have a card to play?"

Chen Feng's eyes lit up, and his mind instantly clicked.

Yes, how could he have forgotten about that!

Tie Tou, that seemingly tough guy with peculiar fetishes, is Mad Dog Qiang's trusted lieutenant. More importantly, he's having an affair with Mad Dog Qiang's woman, Hong Gu. If this gets out, given Mad Dog Qiang's personality, Tie Tou will definitely be chopped up and fed to the dogs.

"Sister Hong, I understand." Chen Feng's lips curled into a cold smile. "To fight external threats, we must first pacify internal strife. I'll have Mad Dog Qiang's men personally send him on his way."

"Smart." Jiang Hong chuckled lightly. "Be careful, don't let Mad Dog Qiang notice."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng turned to Monkey in the back seat: "Monkey, find a way to get Tie Tou to come out. Tell him I have something to talk to him about."

The monkey was taken aback: "Yue Tietou? That guy's itching to skin us alive right now, do you think he'll come out?"

"He wouldn't dare not come," Chen Feng said with a sinister look.

"The location... will be at the old pier, tomorrow night at eight o'clock."

"Brother Feng, will this work?" Monkey asked with some concern. "After all, Tie Tou has been with Mad Dog Qiang for over ten years. Even if we have something on him, he might not be willing to betray us."

"He will." Chen Feng's eyes were piercing. "People will do anything to survive. Besides, I can offer him even greater benefits."

……

Late the next night, at the old wharf in the north of the city.

This place has been abandoned for many years, leaving only a few rusty gantry cranes and mountains of shipping containers. The river wind, carrying salty water vapor, howls through the empty space, producing a sound like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.

Chen Feng, wearing a black trench coat, stood alone on the edge of the dock, his back to the river. The distant city lights twinkled, creating a stark contrast with the desolation of the scene.

Da Zhuang and Er Gou, along with several of their brothers, lay in ambush behind the surrounding shipping containers, each clutching a weapon, their eyes fixed on the only entrance.

At 8:00 a.m., a black Santana slowly drove into the dock, its headlights casting two beams of light in the darkness.

The car door opened, and Tie Tou crawled out of the car.

Iron Head was noticeably more restrained tonight. He wasn't wearing his flashy leather jacket or gold chain. He was dressed in an ordinary gray jacket, his hands in his pockets, his face grim, and his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.

"Are you all alone?" Chen Feng turned around, his voice echoing across the empty dock.

"Aren't you alone too?" Tie Tou sneered, striding over and stopping five meters away from Chen Feng. "Chen Feng, you've got some nerve, daring to ask me out. Do you know that with just one order from me, Brother Qiang's men can completely surround this dock?"

"Then go ahead and shout." Chen Feng pulled out a cigarette case from his pocket, took one out, and put it in his mouth. "If you wanted to shout, would you have come alone?"

Tie Tou's expression changed slightly.

Chen Feng lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and his voice turned icy: "Brother Tietou, we're both smart men, let's not beat around the bush. I have evidence of your affair with Hong Gu. Photos, recordings, everything. If you don't believe me, I can send it to Mad Dog Qiang right now, let him see how his good brother and his good woman are cheating on him behind his back."

"You!" Tie Tou's body tensed up suddenly, and his right hand instinctively reached behind his waist.

"Don't move." Chen Feng's voice remained calm. "If you dare to move, you won't leave here alive tonight."

Iron Head froze.

Although he couldn't see the ambushers, he knew Chen Feng wasn't bluffing. In this situation, Chen Feng couldn't possibly be without a backup plan.

"What exactly do you want?" Tie Tou gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between them.

"It's simple." Chen Feng flicked his cigarette ash, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. "Help me get rid of Mad Dog Qiang."

"What?!" Tie Tou's eyes widened in disbelief. "You want me to kill Brother Qiang? Are you fucking crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, and you had no choice." Chen Feng took a step forward, his gaze sharp as a knife. "Iron Head, you've followed Mad Dog Qiang for over a decade, risking your life for him, taking knives for him, and what did you get in return? The little money he gave you, is it enough for you to live on for the rest of your life? You think he really considers you a brother? In his eyes, you're nothing more than a watchdog!"

"Shut up!" Iron Head roared, but there was a hint of guilt in his voice.

"Did I say something wrong?" Chen Feng sneered. "Mad Dog Qiang's downfall is only a matter of time. Liu Dapao's connections can protect him for a while, but not forever. The day Liu Dapao himself is in trouble, Mad Dog Qiang will be the first to be pushed out to take the blame. At that time, what good will come of you, one of the 'Four Great Vajras'?"

Tie Tou fell silent.

Chen Feng's words were like a dull knife cutting into his flesh, causing him to bleed from the inside out.

He had followed Mad Dog Qiang for so many years, risking his life for him and serving him faithfully. But in recent years, his position had become increasingly awkward. Snake Eyes, that treacherous fellow, was gaining more and more favor, while he, the "military general," was becoming more and more marginalized.

In the last battle on the battlefield, he was intimidated by Chen Feng's few words, and after returning, he was publicly humiliated by Mad Dog Qiang. That humiliation still makes him grit his teeth when he thinks about it.

"Mad Dog Qiang is dead, you're the boss now." Chen Feng threw out his last bargaining chip. "His territory, his men, his businesses—all yours. I only want the sand pits and building materials; the rest, I won't touch."

Iron Head's pupils suddenly contracted.

Be the boss?

These three words were like a depth charge, exploding in his heart.

He'd been second or third in command for over a decade, dreaming of finally taking the top spot. But under Mad Dog Qiang's control, he could only ever be an obedient dog.

Tie Tou stared intently at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Fear, anger, hesitation, greed... all sorts of emotions intertwined.

After a long silence, he stood up and said coldly, "Chen Feng, I'll pretend I never heard anything you said. No one is allowed to mention what happened today."

After saying that, he left without turning his head.

Chen Feng watched his departing figure, his smile deepening.

Tie Tou didn't immediately turn hostile, tear up the photos, or express refusal. He took the photos with him, which in itself shows that he was tempted.

A seed has been planted.

All that's left is to wait for it to take root and sprout.