Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Dazhuang! Ergou!" Chen Feng suddenly shouted.

"Here!" The two immediately stepped forward.

"Throw those two dead dogs into the middle of the yard."

Chen Feng pointed to the two people on the ground who looked like mud.

Without saying a word, Er Gou grabbed the two men by the legs, one in each hand, and dragged them to the large open space in the center of the quarry, just like dragging a dead pig.

The blood left a long trail on the gravel, a shocking sight.

Seeing this, Bai Wei subconsciously grabbed Chen Feng's sleeve, wondering what he was going to do.

"Open the door wide! Open it all the way!"

Chen Feng continued issuing orders, his voice not loud but carrying an undeniable authority, "All brothers, listen up! Everyone retreat into the office building and the surrounding work sheds. Draw the curtains. Without my order, no one is allowed to show their face or make a sound! Even if the sky falls outside, you'd better keep quiet!"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Isn't this just giving the door to someone else?

"Brother Feng, this..." Da Zhuang scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, "Aren't we supposed to guard the gate? What if those bastards break in..."

"Guard my ass!"

Chen Feng feinted a kick to Da Zhuang's butt, "Only a fool would fight them head-on. Listen to me!"

"yes!"

Although they didn't understand what Chen Feng was up to, these brothers were absolutely obedient to Chen Feng's orders and acted swiftly.

In less than two minutes, the once noisy quarry became deathly silent.

Apart from the two half-dead people lying in the middle of the courtyard, the whole place was empty, and there wasn't a soul in sight.

Only that rusty iron gate stood wide open, all alone, like a mocking maw.

Chen Feng grabbed Bai Wei's wrist and strode into the office building.

In the conference room on the second floor of the office building, the curtains were tightly closed, leaving only a small gap.

Bai Wei stood behind the gap, looking at the empty courtyard outside, her heart pounding in her throat.

She turned to look at Chen Feng and found that the man was sitting leisurely in the boss's chair, even having the leisure to fiddle with the tea that Lao Wu had just brewed.

"Chen Feng, what kind of trick are you playing?" Bai Wei finally couldn't hold back anymore, her voice filled with anxiety.

Chen Feng blew on the floating tea leaves, raised his eyelids, looked at Bai Wei, whose face was flushed with anxiety, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Sister Bai, this is called the Empty City Stratagem."

He pointed to his head. "Last night his lair was raided, and today I lured him away from his lair. Now, Crow is like a frightened bird, scared out of its wits by a hunter. The more he sees the door wide open and the more he sees no one inside, the louder his heart pounds."

Fear stems from the unknown.

Chen Feng stood up, walked behind Bai Wei, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, led her to the gap in the curtains, and whispered in her ear:

"Just watch, I'll make sure he's already half-defeated before he even steps inside."

The warm breath brushed against her ear, making Bai Wei tremble all over. Her tense mood inexplicably calmed down a bit.

……

Twenty minutes later.

The once quiet highway was suddenly filled with the piercing roar of an engine.

Five bread carts, like crazed wild beasts, roared in, kicking up clouds of yellow dust.

Leading the way was a black Honda Accord, Crow's car and a symbol of his status in the West District.

"squeak--!!!"

A series of sharp braking sounds rang out at the entrance of the quarry, the tires leaving several black marks on the concrete ground, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of burning rubber.

The car door opened.

Crow, carrying a machete, jumped off the car with a menacing expression.

Fifty or sixty people came down from behind him.

These men looked menacing, carrying steel pipes and machetes, some even with bulging waistbands, clearly carrying "heavy weapons".

"Brothers! Charge in! Slash anyone you see! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

The crow, its eyes red, let out a furious howl at the gate.

However, the next second, his voice abruptly stopped, like a rooster being choked.

The anticipated obstacles did not materialize.

The expected shouts of killing did not appear.

Before him stood a wide-open gate and a quiet, eerily empty courtyard.

The wind whipped up the sand and dust on the ground, swirling it past the front door.

In the very center of the courtyard, two people lay motionless, all alone.

Those were Qiangzi and Achang.

The two men were covered in blood, their hands were half severed, and their ankles were twisted in a strange way. There was a large pool of blood around them, which was quite gruesome. They had obviously been crippled.

He was in a semi-conscious state at this time, making faint humming sounds.

This scene is too bizarre.

It was so eerie that the crow's hair stood on end.

"B-Big brother, what...what's going on?"

One of his trusted henchmen swallowed hard, his hand gripping the knife trembling slightly. "Where's everyone? Did they run away?"

"run?"

The crow narrowed its sinister, triangular eyes, staring intently at the open door and the dark, curtained office building in the distance.

If they ran away, why leave the gate wide open?

Why did they leave Qiangzi in the middle of the road?

This is clearly a protest!

Or perhaps... bait!

The image of being attacked from both sides at Juyixuan last night flashed through the crow's mind, followed by the tragic scene of its lair being destroyed just now.

Chen Feng is a bastard, treacherous and cunning, with endless tricks up his sleeve.

There's definitely something fishy going on here!

"Don't move!"

The crow suddenly raised its hand, stopping its underlings who were about to rush in.

He stood at the gate, just a step away from the threshold, yet hesitated to take that step.

The sun was blazing, but he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to his head.

It was as if every window of that office building held a pair of eyes, or even the dark muzzle of a gun, staring intently at him.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

"Are you brain-dead?!"

Crow slapped his underling across the face and muttered in a low voice, "Look at Qiangzi, crippled like that and left in the middle. They're fishing! There are definitely people lying in ambush around here! If we rush in, we'll be trapped like turtles in a jar!"

"Then... what do we do?"

The crow gritted its teeth, its expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

They were afraid of being ambushed if they went in.

If he doesn't even dare to step inside with so many brothers watching, how will he ever be able to get by in the West District again?

This dilemma was precisely the "feast" that Chen Feng had carefully prepared for him.

Since they dare not go in, all they can do is shout.

The crow took a deep breath, focused its energy, and roared at the empty courtyard:

"Chen Feng!!! I'll fuck your maternal grandfather's second uncle's daughter-in-law!"

"You coward! You coward! Come out here if you dare!"

"What kind of hero hides and hides! You wanted to take my territory? Well, here I am! Show yourself!!!"

The shout echoed through the empty quarry, carrying a trembling tone that was both fierce and cowardly.

No response.

Only the sound of the wind remains.

This deathly silence is more unsettling than the shouts of a thousand troops.

"Damn it, what on earth is this kid up to..."

Cold sweat beaded on the crow's forehead.

The more he looked at the office building, the more eerie it seemed to him, as if hundreds of knife-wielding men would rush out of it at any moment.

Just then.

"Squeak—"

The slight sound of a window opening was particularly jarring in the quiet environment.

On the second floor of the office building, the curtains in the middle room were slowly pulled open a crack.

Immediately afterwards, the window was pushed open.

A young figure dressed in black casual clothes, with a cigarette between his fingers, walked leisurely onto the balcony.