Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Brother Qiang, we're here." Tie Tou parked the car in front of an abandoned warehouse.

Mad Dog forcefully pushed open the car door and looked around.

Besides their two vehicles, there was also a black Santana parked in the freight yard. The headlights were off, so it was impossible to see if anyone was inside.

"Where's Boss Zhou? Where is he?" Mad Dog asked warily.

"Inside," Tie Tou pointed to the slightly ajar warehouse door, "He said he wants you to come in and talk."

"Let me go in alone?" Mad Dog Qiang frowned. "What if there's an ambush?"

"Brother Qiang, you're overthinking it," Tie Tou said with a forced smile. "Boss Zhou is all alone, he didn't even bring any bodyguards. He's just a businessman, how could he dare to have any ulterior motives towards you?"

Mad Dog Qiang hesitated for a moment, then turned to a group of bodyguards and said, "You all stay outside and guard the area. If there's any disturbance, rush in immediately."

"Yes, Brother Qiang."

A group of bodyguards got out of the car and stood guard on either side of the warehouse entrance.

Mad Dog Qiang glanced at Iron Head again: "You come in with me."

Tie Tou's pupils contracted slightly, but he still nodded: "Okay, Brother Qiang, please go first."

I pushed open the rusty iron gate and entered the warehouse.

The warehouse was dark, with only a few dim emergency lights barely illuminating a small area. The floor was piled with abandoned wooden crates and tattered burlap sacks, and the air was filled with the damp, musty smell and the rusty smell of metal.

"Boss Zhou? Where is he?" Mad Dog shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the empty warehouse.

……

Hello! Erlang Shen?

A familiar voice, so familiar it sent a chill down Mad Dog Qiang's spine, came from the depths of the shadows.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps sounded, and a figure slowly walked into the light.

He wore a black leather jacket, his hands in his pockets, and a playful smile on his lips.

It's not some Mr. Zhou.

It's Chen Feng.

"You...!" Mad Dog Qiang's face instantly turned ashen, and he glared at Iron Head, "Iron Head! You fucking tricked me?!"

Tie Tou's expression also changed, but not with panic; rather, it was a resolute sense of relief.

He took two steps back, blocking the warehouse door.

"Brother Qiang, I'm sorry."

Mad Dog Qiang's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Iron Head as if he'd seen a ghost: "You...you're in cahoots with Chen Feng?!"

"We're not in cahoots." Chen Feng strolled over leisurely, his tone as relaxed as if he were chatting casually. "It just so happens that we share some common interests."

"Chen Feng! What do you think you're doing?!" Mad Dog Qiang instinctively backed away, his right hand already reaching for the dagger at his waist. "Let me tell you, I have men outside! If you dare touch me, they'll storm in immediately!"

"You mean those guys at the door?" Chen Feng smiled and gestured with his chin towards the door.

Clang!

The side door of the warehouse was suddenly kicked open, and Dazhuang and Ergou dragged in several unconscious bodyguards, throwing them on the ground like broken sacks.

"Brother Feng, it's all done."

Mad Dog Qiang's expression completely changed.

He finally realized that this was an elaborate trap.

A trap that would leave him with no place to bury his dead.

"Chen Feng..." Mad Dog Qiang's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth, filled with endless hatred, "What...what do you want?"

Chen Feng chuckled lightly, "You hired the Ghost Hand Society to kill me, and even cut off one of my brother's fingers. What do you think I should do?"

Mad Dog Qiang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He got it!

Chen Feng actually knew that it was the assassin he hired!

"You...how did you know?!" Mad Dog Qiang instinctively looked at Iron Head. "It was you! You told him!"

"Brother Qiang, this really isn't my fault." Tie Tou shook his head with a wry smile. "Those assassins were caught by Chen Feng, all their teeth were pulled out, and they confessed everything. 'Erlang Shen,' 'Howling Celestial Dog'... Brother Qiang, you really came up with some creative code names."

Mad Dog Qiang's face turned red and white in turns, wishing he could pounce on Tie Tou and tear him to pieces immediately.

But he knew that now was not the time to act impulsively.

Since Chen Feng dared to lure him here, he must have made thorough preparations. A direct confrontation would only lead to certain death.

"Chen Feng, let's talk this out." Mad Dog forced a smile, suppressing his fear. "What do you want? Just say the word. I'm Ninth Master's man. If you mess with me, Ninth Master won't let you off."

Chen Feng tilted his head, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. "Mad Dog Qiang, do you think I'd believe you? Didn't you say the same thing in front of Master Jiu last time? And what happened? You turned around and hired an assassin to kill me."

"That was...that was a misunderstanding!" Mad Dog Qiang cried out, sweating profusely. "I swear! I will never lay a finger on you again!"

"Swear an oath?" Chen Feng laughed, but the smile sent chills down one's spine. "I have a better idea."

He turned around and looked at Tie Tou, who had remained silent.

"Brother Iron Head, didn't you say you wanted to be the boss? Here's your chance."

Iron Head's body stiffened slightly.

Mad Dog Qiang was stunned. The expression on his face changed from fear to confusion, and then from confusion to a strange expectation.

"Chen Feng, what do you mean?"

Chen Feng did not answer, but instead took an envelope out of his pocket and waved it in his hand.

"Mad Dog Qiang, before you die, there's something I think you should know."

Mad Dog stared intently at the envelope in Chen Feng's hand, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

"What is it?"

Chen Feng did not answer directly, but instead threw the envelope at Mad Dog Qiang's feet.

See for yourself.

Mad Dog Qiang hesitated for a moment, then bent down and picked up the envelope. He tore open the seal and pulled out the contents—

A few photos.

In the photo, a man and a woman are seen embracing intimately as they enter and exit an elegantly decorated apartment. Although the man is deliberately keeping his head down, Mad Dog Qiang recognizes him at a glance from his signature leather jacket and burly physique.

Iron head.

And that woman...

Mad Dog Qiang's hands suddenly began to tremble, and his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Red Girl!

His woman!

The woman he had doted on for years, the woman he cherished dearly!

"This is fucking..." Mad Dog Qiang's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out of his throat, hoarse and distorted, "This is...this is Hong Gu?"

"Your eyes aren't playing tricks on you." Chen Feng's voice was calm, almost cruel. "Your good brother Tie Tou and your good woman Hong Gu have been having an affair behind your back. And for... at least two years now."

"No...impossible!" Mad Dog whirled around, glaring at Iron Head, his eyes bloodshot. "Iron Head! Tell me, this is fake! This fucking fake!"

Tie Tou stood a few meters away, his face as pale as paper.

He never expected that Chen Feng would reveal this at this time.

Chen Feng had clearly "returned" all the evidence to him before, making him think that the matter was over.

But now he understands—

What Chen Feng gave him was just the tip of the iceberg.

The truly fatal evidence has always been in Chen Feng's hands!

This person never intended to let him go from the very beginning!

"Qiang... Brother Qiang..." Tie Tou opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but when the words reached his lips, he found that he couldn't say anything.

Seeing Tie Tou's guilty look, Mad Dog Qiang's last shred of hope vanished completely.