Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

Saddled with millions in debt, his reputation was ruined, and he lost his family.

His parents back home don't know he's been to prison; he's too ashamed to go back.

I only have a few hundred yuan left in my bank account, not even enough to pay a month's rent.

Standing there, Shen Zhou suddenly felt that the world outside the iron gate was even more terrifying than the world inside.

He lowered his head, looking at the tattered cloth shoes on his feet, unsure of which way to go.

Just then, a voice came—

"Shen Zhou!"

Shen Zhou suddenly raised his head.

Three men were standing under an old locust tree not far away.

One of them, wearing a black jacket and with a cigarette in his mouth, was waving at him.

Shen Zhou was stunned.

He blinked hard, thinking he was seeing things.

That's... Chen Feng?

Back when he was in the detention center, Chen Feng said he would find a way to get him out.

He thought it was just something he said casually to comfort him.

After all, they had only known each other for a few days.

After all, Shen Zhou was already a worthless nobody.

Who would really care about him?

But now, Chen Feng has actually appeared.

They stood at the prison gate, as if they had come specifically to pick him up.

Shen Zhou's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

He carried the tattered plastic bag and strode toward Chen Feng.

At first, I just walked briskly, but as I walked, it turned into a jog.

He feared that if he hesitated even a moment, the person in front of him would disappear.

"Brother Chen... Brother Chen!"

Shen Zhou ran up to Chen Feng, panting heavily, his voice trembling.

"Why...why are you here?"

"I've come to pick you up."

Chen Feng threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and looked him up and down. "Damn, you've gotten so skinny? Did they not feed you in there?"

"I ate...I ate..." Shen Zhou stammered, unsure of what to say.

He had so much to say, so much gratitude to express.

But the words stuck in his throat.

"Brother Chen, I..."

Shen Zhou took a deep breath and suddenly knelt down with a "thump".

His knees slammed into the concrete, making a dull thud.

"Shen Zhou! What are you doing?"

Chen Feng was startled and quickly went to help him up, "Get up!"

"Brother Chen, I'll kowtow to you."

Shen Zhou didn't get up; instead, he kowtowed heavily, scraping his forehead. "When I was inside, I thought my life was over. You saved my life..."

"Alright, alright!"

Chen Feng yanked him up. "What kind of behavior is it for a grown man to kneel down all the time?"

Shen Zhou was pulled up, her eyes red-rimmed, and tears finally streamed down her face.

He tried to wipe it off, but the more he wiped, the more it spread.

Stop being so girly!

Chen Feng said this in a bad mood, but there was no hint of blame in his tone.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and handed it to Shen Zhou.

"Have a cigarette to calm your nerves."

Shen Zhou took the cigarette, his hand still trembling.

Chen Feng lit it for him, watched him take a puff, and then coughed from the choking.

"Cough cough cough..."

"You fucking can't smoke but you're still pretending."

Chen Feng laughed and scolded.

Shen Zhou coughed until his eyes watered even more, but he still forced himself to take another breath.

This time, it wasn't as choking.

The pungent smell of smoke filled his lungs, gradually calming him down.

"Let's go, get in the car."

Chen Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Let me take you out for a good meal first. Look at your skinny frame, you'd be blown away by a gust of wind."

"Brother Chen..." Shen Zhou wanted to say something more.

"We can talk in the car."

Chen Feng interrupted him, turned and walked towards the Santana, "Don't stand here, it's bad luck."

Shen Zhou was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed.

Dazhuang opened the back door and let Shen Zhou get in.

"My name is Dazhuang."

Da Zhuang grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. "Feng Ge's brother. From now on, we're on the same side."

As he spoke, he stretched out his large, fan-like hand and patted Shen Zhou's shoulder heavily.

"cough!"

Shen Zhou was almost knocked to the ground.

"Dazhuang, fucking take it easy!"

The monkey glared at him in the rearview mirror. "A scholar like him, how can he take being patted like that?"

"Hehe, sorry."

Dazhuang scratched his head.

Shen Zhou rubbed his shoulder, but couldn't help but laugh.

The monkey started the car, and the Santana slowly drove away from the prison gate.

Inside the car, Shen Zhou watched the high walls and iron netting rushing past the window, and an indescribable feeling welled up inside him.

"Brother Chen..." Shen Zhou began, his voice hoarse, "You arranged the medical parole, didn't you?"

"It wasn't me."

Chen Feng turned around from the passenger seat. "A friend of mine helped me. I'll take you to meet her later so you can thank her in person."

"Okay...okay..." Shen Zhou nodded emphatically, "I will remember this kindness for the rest of my life."

Chen Feng looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Shen Zhou, whether you remember me or not is irrelevant. I only have one question for you."

"Brother Chen, please speak."

"Do you still want to turn things around?"

Shen Zhou was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked directly into Chen Feng's eyes.

"think."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was unusually firm.

I dream about it.

Chen Feng nodded, turned his head, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Then do a good job. I don't know your specific skills, but I know you're smart. You'll have plenty of opportunities to shine in the future."

Shen Zhou didn't say anything more, but silently clenched his fists.

Outside the window, the sun is shining brightly.

The Santana, carrying this "god of wealth," headed towards the city center.

Throughout the journey, Shen Zhou silently gazed out the window.

The shops on the street, the pedestrians, the traffic lights, the zebra crossings... these ordinary scenes were exceptionally vivid in his eyes at that moment.

He hadn't seen these things for almost half a year.

What are you thinking about?

Chen Feng glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

"It's nothing."

Shen Zhou withdrew his gaze, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I just feel... freedom is truly wonderful!"

Chen Feng didn't reply, he just nodded.

Half an hour later, the car entered a dirt road in the suburbs. After a bumpy ride, the view suddenly opened up before us.

Fenghua Sand Yard.

Looking out the car window, Shen Zhou saw a vast construction site with excavators roaring and several large trucks loading sand and gravel.

Workers came and went, creating a bustling and lively scene.

"This is my territory."

Chen Feng opened the car door, turned to look at Shen Zhou, and said, "You'll be living here from now on. Your food and lodging will be taken care of. Get used to it first, and don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."

Shen Zhou got out of the car and looked around in a daze.

He never dreamed that on his first day out of prison, he would be taken to such a place.

Dazhuang led him on a tour of the sand pit and gave him a brief introduction.

Finally, they led him to the door of a clean and tidy dormitory.

"There's a welcome dinner tonight. Take a shower, change your clothes, and get some rest."

Da Zhuang chuckled憨厚ly, "Brother Feng will treat you to a welcome-back dinner tonight."

Shen Zhou nodded, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The room wasn't big, but it had everything you'd expect.

The bed was newly made, the quilts were neatly folded, and a brand-new set of toiletries was placed on the table.

He stood by the window, looking at the busy sand field in the distance, and his eyes welled up with tears again.

At this moment, he was truly certain that he had really made it out.

The sun sets in the west, and night falls.

As dusk settles over Donghai City, neon lights begin to twinkle.

Having washed away the dust and changed into new clothes, Shen Zhou got into Chen Feng's Santana again.

This time, the car turned around and headed straight for the most bustling area in the city center.

Juxianlou, Nancheng District, Donghai City.

This is a long-established restaurant. Unlike those newly built, glittering hotels, it has the advantage of authentic dishes and private rooms that offer good privacy. It is a favorite place for people in the underworld to discuss business.

The largest private room, "Zhongyitang," was filled with smoke and the aroma of wine.