Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Brothers!"

Chen Feng's gaze swept over every face, his voice deep and powerful, piercing the night wind and striking straight to the heart.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and slowly spoke:

"Everyone knows what kind of person I was when I first came to Donghai City six months ago, right?"

"Back then, I was wearing tattered shoes, carrying a snakeskin bag, and my pockets were emptier than my face! I didn't even have a place to live!"

The crowd chuckled good-naturedly, but their gazes became even more focused.

"I'm just a country bumpkin, everyone looks down on me, everyone can trample on me! I want to make money, I want to get ahead, but all I have are my fists and my worthless life!"

Chen Feng's voice suddenly rose, pointing to the brightly lit battlefield behind him and the Mercedes-Benz not far away, his eyes burning with ambitious flames:

"But look at things now!"

"This Fenghua Battlefield is ours! The nightclubs and arcades in the South District are ours! The nightclubs in the West District will soon be ours too! Even this Mercedes-Benz worth hundreds of thousands is parked in our yard!"

"In just six short months, we went from having nothing to having a foothold in Donghai City! What did we do to achieve this?!"

"Because I, Chen Feng, am handsome?"

"Of course," Chen Feng said with a sly smile, a hint of smugness in his eyes, "that's part of the reason too."

"Brother Feng is so shameless!!!"

A low, good-natured laugh broke out from the crowd, but it didn't last long, because everyone saw that Chen Feng's smile had disappeared, replaced by an almost cold seriousness.

He spoke again, his expression serious: "But what is the real basis for it?"

Chen Feng suddenly waved his hand, his voice booming like a bell, making everyone's eardrums buzz:

"It's all thanks to you! Every single one of the brothers here!"

"You followed me through wind and rain! You charged into battle, taking blows for me! You used your flesh and blood to build the strongest shield for me, Chen Feng!"

As he spoke, Chen Feng's eyes reddened slightly. He patted his chest and roared, word by word:

"Without you guys, I, Chen Feng, am nothing! With you guys, we dare to rip a hole in the sky over Donghai City!"

"Brother Feng!!"

Da Zhuang suddenly stood up, his tiger-like eyes filled with tears, raised his wine bowl, and said, "I'll follow you for life!"

"Follow Brother Feng!"

"I'll face death without flinching!"

Everyone stood up, their blood boiling.

Chen Feng raised his wine bowl, his spirit soaring to the heavens:

"I, Chen Feng, am making this clear! As long as I have a bite to eat, I will never let my brothers have a drop of soup! I will lead you all to trample all those who looked down on us before under our feet! I will make sure every one of you drives a Mercedes-Benz, lives in a villa, and becomes a boss that no one in Donghai City dares to mess with!!"

Looking into those fervent eyes, Chen Feng felt his blood boil.

He knew the time was right.

"Brothers!"

Chen Feng suddenly raised his voice, his eyes becoming incredibly solemn, "In my life, the thing I believe in least is fate, and the thing I believe in most is the brothers around me! Today, since everyone is here, I have a suggestion!"

He paused, his gaze sharp as lightning:

"If you all don't mind my youth or my humble origins, let us, under this bright moon, become sworn brothers!"

"From now on, we'll conquer this dazzling world of Donghai City together! We'll share the good times and the bad! Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, as long as I, Chen Feng, have a bite to eat, I'll never let my brothers have a drop of soup!"

These words caused a stir in the audience.

"Brother Feng! My life, Er Gou's life, is yours!"

Er Gou was the first to jump up and smash the wine bottle on the ground.

"Count me in, Da Zhuang!"

"And me!"

"Me too!"

Dozens of people rushed to get started, afraid of falling behind even a step.

Chen Feng jumped off the table and walked to a table with a statue of Guan Yu on it.

He drew the curved sword that had been with him for a long time from his waist. With a flash of cold light, he slashed his left palm without the slightest hesitation!

"Pfft!"

Fresh blood gushed out instantly.

Chen Feng remained expressionless, raising his hand high and letting the crimson blood drip into the large porcelain bowl on the table, where it dissolved into the clear white wine.

"I, Chen Feng, today swear a blood oath with all my brothers! Heaven and Earth bear witness!"

Without saying a word, Dazhuang snatched the curved knife and cut his own hand, letting the blood drip into the bowl.

"I, Dazhuang, swear to follow Brother Feng to the death!"

Following closely behind were Er Gou, Hou Zi, Shen Zhou, Jie Zai... More than fifty or sixty core members, not one of them backed down.

People lined up, one by one cutting their palms and dripping their blood into the large bowl.

The originally clear white liquor gradually turned into a shocking dark red, emitting a strong smell of blood and alcohol.

It is an ancient and barbaric ritual, but at this moment, it is more sacred than any legal contract.

There was no kneeling or kowtowing.

Chen Feng once said that his brothers only kneel to heaven and earth and their parents, and never to anyone else, including himself!

After everyone had finished dripping their blood, Chen Feng picked up the heavy bowl, looked around at everyone, and spoke in a strong and clear voice:

"Drink this bowl of blood wine, and we'll be sworn brothers, heads kowtowed to the ground! From this day forward, we'll be inseparable, one another! Those who betray us will be stabbed three times and pierced six times, meeting a terrible end! Those who sell out their brothers will be condemned by heaven and earth, their bones crushed to ashes!"

"Never betray!"

"Never betray!"

The crowd shouted in unison, their voices breaking through the night and echoing through the mountains and fields.

Chen Feng held the bowl of blood wine in both hands. The rough earthenware bowl was stained with blood that had not yet congealed. The sweet and pungent smell mixed with the spiciness of the strong liquor hit his nostrils.

He took a deep breath and glanced at his brothers in front of him—every face was glowing red in the firelight, and every pair of eyes burned with the same light.

"The first cup is offered to Heaven and Earth—"

His voice was deep and powerful, as if it were being crushed from the depths of his chest:

"Homage to Heaven and Earth, witnessing our brotherhood! May the bright heavens and earth protect our brothers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly flicked his wrist, splashing the blood wine in the bowl into the night sky. The dark red liquid drew a magnificent yet tragic arc in the air, like a blood-red shooting star, before finally falling to the ground and soaking the dust.

Chen Feng lowered his eyes, looking solemnly at the land soaked in blood and wine.

"Respect Heaven and Earth!!"

The brothers behind him responded in unison, their voices like thunder, shaking people to their core.

"The second toast, to my brother—"

Chen Feng picked up the second bowl of wine. This time, he didn't rush to speak, but slowly looked around.

In the flickering firelight, familiar faces came into view one by one: there were old brothers who had crawled out of piles of dead bodies with him, and newcomers who had just joined but had already risked their lives. Each of them had a cut on their palm, and blood was dripping from between their fingers, but no one frowned.

His throat bobbed slightly, and his voice became a few steps hoarser than before.

"Today, we swear an oath of blood, bound together by life and death! May we weather any storms together, never to part!"

After saying this, he tilted his head back and drank the blood wine in the bowl in one gulp.

The strong liquor felt like a knife going down his throat, burning his internal organs, but he didn't even flinch. He just swallowed it cleanly and crisply, his Adam's apple bobbing.

When he put down the bowl, there was still a trace of blood-red wine stain on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Respect to my brother!!"

The crowd shouted in unison and tilted their heads back to drink the wine in their bowls.

Some people coughed from the strong liquor but forced themselves to hold it back; others had red eyes but turned their tears into roars.

"The third toast is to myself—"

Chen Feng picked up the last bowl of wine, his hands trembling slightly.

At that moment, he thought of too many things.

I think of the brothers who died on the way, I think of the hardships of those darkest moments, and I think of the times when I was on the verge of death but managed to escape.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions, but his voice was even higher than before, almost a roar:

"We admire our refusal to settle for mediocrity and our daring to strive and forge ahead!"

"Salute to our valiant fight, defying fate and changing our destiny!"

"Let us swear an oath of blood today—tonight we shall reign side by side as kings!!"

He practically screamed the last sentence through gritted teeth.