Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

Night falls in the northern district of Donghai City.

Unlike the chaotic mix of people in the southern part of the city, the northern part is the old industrial area of ​​Donghai City, filled with abandoned factories and low-rise shantytowns. The nights here are particularly cold and gloomy, and even the streetlights are dimmer than elsewhere.

The Taiping Guild Hall in the northern district was Lei Hu's headquarters.

This old three-story building looks dilapidated on the outside, but the inside is a completely different world. The lavish decor and the muscular bodyguards at the entrance all proclaim the owner's status and wealth.

Lei Hu, 45 years old, has been operating in the North District for more than ten years.

Nicknamed "Thunder Tiger," he was ruthless, vindictive, and fiercely protective of his own. It is said that someone once verbally called his sister a "vixen," and the next day that person had both legs broken.

Lei Hu is in a bad mood tonight.

He sat in a private room on the second floor, with a table full of untouched food and wine in front of him, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

"Cousin! You have to stand up for me!"

Sitting opposite him, Zhou Liren was wailing and crying, his right hand wrapped in thick bandages, looking utterly wretched. That once incredibly nimble hand was now completely useless.

"You said you were beaten by three masked men?" Lei Hu's voice was deep and unreadable.

"Yes! Those three bastards wearing monkey masks!" Zhou Liren gritted his teeth. "Cousin, they not only hit me, but also...they insulted me! They're clearly disrespecting you!"

Lei Hu frowned.

To be honest, he'd never had a good impression of this cousin. Zhou Liren was a morally bankrupt doctor, a womanizer who had brought shame to the Lei family. But after all, he was family; even when beating a dog, one had to consider its owner. If he didn't get his revenge, how could Lei Hu maintain his reputation in the North District?

The door to the private room was gently pushed open, and a clear female voice rang out.

"Wow, it's getting lively here?"

The one who came in was Lei Xue, Lei Laohu's younger sister.

She was in her early twenties and extremely beautiful.

A black, tight-fitting leather outfit accentuated her breathtaking curves. Her long hair cascaded down her back, her skin was dazzlingly white, and her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, exuding a natural allure, yet she was as cold as ice. She was a taboo subject that many men in the North District would never dare to touch.

Lei Xue glanced at Zhou Liren, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"Dr. Zhou, you're crying like your father has died. What happened? Did you have another mishap in front of a patient's family?"

Upon seeing Lei Xue, Zhou Liren's sobs immediately subsided. He had never dared to be presumptuous in front of Lei Xue—this girl had a sharp tongue, but an even sharper heart.

Lei Hu rubbed his temples: "Xiao Xue, stop fooling around."

"Your hand is ruined?" Lei Xue approached, looking down at Zhou Liren. Her voice was sickeningly sweet, yet every word was laced with venom. "Dr. Zhou, shouldn't you have done it? You killed a five-month-old baby on the operating table, and all they did was break a few of your fingers? You actually got a good deal. If I were that child's parents, I wouldn't just give you your fingers; I'd chop off your entire hand and feed it to the dogs, and that would be leaving you with a whole corpse."

Zhou Liren's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his lips trembled as he was unable to speak.

Lei Xue chuckled and continued, "Someone who lacks even the most basic medical ethics dares to hang a 'doctor' sign? Brother, why are you protecting him? He should have been kicked out of Donghai City long ago, so he wouldn't continue to harm people."

Lei Hu sighed, "Xiao Xue, that's enough. No matter how much of a scoundrel he is, he's still family."

"Family?" Lei Xue scoffed. "Brother, don't include this kind of person in our Lei family. If he were truly capable, I wouldn't say anything. But what else can he do besides harming people and causing trouble?"

Zhou Liren lowered his head, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and dared not utter another sound.

Lei Hu waved his hand: "That's enough. Xiaoxue, you can go out now."

Lei Xue shrugged, glancing at Zhou Liren one last time before leaving, her gaze as if he were a lump of mud. She closed the door, and the private room fell silent again.

"Have you investigated? Any leads?"

"We can't find them!" Zhou Liren stamped his feet in frustration. "Those three people come and go without a trace, their masks are completely concealed, we can't recognize them at all!"

Lei Hu snorted coldly and was about to speak when a commotion suddenly arose outside the door.

"Master Lei, someone outside is requesting an audience." A subordinate pushed open the door and whispered a few words in Lei Hu's ear.

"who?"

"The mad dog Qiang from the south of the city says he has something important to report to you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Lei Hu's eyes.

Mad Dog Qiang? One of Ninth Master's men? What's he doing in Beicheng at this time?

"Let him in."

A moment later, Mad Dog Qiang walked into the private room with a fawning expression.

"Master Lei! I've heard so much about you! I've come here today to pay my respects, please don't take offense!" Mad Dog Qiang bowed and scraped, his attitude unusually respectful.

Lei Hu leaned back in his chair, sizing him up: "Mad Dog Qiang, you're Ninth Master's man. Coming here so late at night, aren't you afraid your master will be unhappy?"

"Master Lei is joking," Mad Dog Qiang chuckled. "I'm here today to bring Master Lei a big gift."

"A big gift? What big gift?"

Mad Dog glanced at Zhou Liren beside him and lowered his voice, "Brother Lei, I know who did what happened to your cousin."

The atmosphere in the private room changed abruptly upon hearing this.

Zhou Liren suddenly stood up: "What did you say? You know who it is?!"

Lei Hu sat up straight, his eyes sharpening: "Mad Dog Qiang, don't try anything funny with me."

"How dare I try anything funny with Master Lei?" Mad Dog Qiang said sincerely. "My men witnessed what happened last night. Those three masked men came from the direction of Feng Hua Battlefield in Nancheng. The leader, his build and physique—I can guarantee it's Chen Feng!"

"Chen Feng?" Lei Hu narrowed his eyes. "Is that the kid who's been causing quite a stir in the southern part of the city lately?"

"That's right! It's him!" Mad Dog gritted his teeth. "This kid is incredibly arrogant, daring to mess with even Master Lei's cousin. He simply doesn't know his own limitations!"

Lei Hu remained silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on Mad Dog Qiang like that of a hawk.

"Mad Dog Qiang, I know you have a grudge against Chen Feng. You didn't come here to tell me all this just to 'seek justice for my cousin,' did you?"

Mad Dog Qiang was startled, thinking to himself that this old fox was indeed not easy to fool.

"Master Lei has connections everywhere, and I do have a grudge against that kid," Mad Dog Qiang said frankly. "But everything I said about today is true. I have a grudge against Chen Feng, and I've had people watching him every day. I saw Chen Feng and his group leave that apartment with my own eyes last night. You wouldn't dare lie to Master Jiu, would you?"

Lei Hu did not respond immediately, but picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip.

He was thinking.

Chen Feng is Ninth Master's man, or rather, Ninth Master is currently protecting Chen Feng. If he directly targets Chen Feng, it would be tantamount to declaring war on Ninth Master.

Although Lei Hu held absolute power in the North City, he wasn't confident he could go to war with Ninth Master head-on. Ninth Master had been operating in the South City for decades, and his influence and influence far surpassed Lei Hu's.

But his cousin's hand was crippled, and he couldn't swallow this insult!

"Brother Lei, I understand your concerns," Mad Dog Qiang said, as if reading his mind. "Directly targeting Chen Feng will indeed cause unnecessary trouble. But..."

He took a few steps closer, lowering his voice even further: "What if we hadn't done it?"

Lei Hu raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

"Brother Lei, have you ever heard of the 'Ghost Hand Society'?"

The air in the private room seemed to freeze for a moment.

The Ghost Hand Society.

This is a mysterious name that circulates in the underground world.

This is supposedly a hitman organization that specializes in handling "dirty work." Its members are all desperate criminals who will do anything for money. Murder, kidnapping, silencing witnesses... there's no job they won't take.

Most importantly, this organization never leaves anyone alive, never leaves any evidence. They disappear without a trace after completing their task, like a group of ghosts from hell.