Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Alright, alright, enough of this nonsense, let's get down to business."

Bai Wei took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down and regain her usual dignified and composed demeanor:

"Besides these points, is there anything else you want to explain?"

Chen Feng knew when to stop and dropped his playful, joking expression.

He sat up straight, his expression turning serious again, as if the scoundrel who had been spouting lewd jokes just moments before was not him at all.

"There's one more thing, and it's very important."

"What is it?"

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous glint:

"Besides Ninth Master, there are others who are also eyeing this lucrative area of ​​the West District."

Bai Wei's heart sank suddenly, and a name that struck fear into people's hearts flashed through her mind almost instantly.

"You mean... Lei Laohu?"

"clever!"

Chen Feng nodded. "Lei Hu is an ambitious man who has always wanted to expand his territory. He can't possibly ignore the lucrative West District. His previous alliance with Zhao Tai to block me was precisely to seize the sand and gravel resources of the West District."

"Now that Ninth Master has made the first move, Lei Hu certainly won't stand idly by. He might even send someone to wade into this mess in the West District."

Bai Wei's expression grew increasingly grim.

One Ninth Master was already giving her a huge headache, and now there's Lei Hu too...

"Then... what should we do?"

"So, we might not have enough manpower."

Chen Feng stood up, walked to the window, and said with his back to Bai Wei:

"Although the brothers of the Peak Battalion are formidable fighters, their numbers are too few. With so many locations in the West District, they can't possibly manage everything on their own."

He turned around, his gaze landing on Bai Wei's face:

"We need to train some people."

Chen Feng looked at Bai Wei with a serious expression and said, "Sister Bai, are there any of Zhou Ming's former subordinates still usable?"

Bai Wei paused for a moment, then fell into deep thought.

After Zhou Ming died, his men either got won over by Crow or scattered like monkeys when the tree fell, and they all disappeared without a trace.

The rest are either fence-sitters or seasoned veterans; they can't be relied on at all.

Suddenly… a figure flashed through her mind.

"Ah Le!"

"who?"

"Ah Le, whose real name is Le Tian."

Bai Wei's eyes lit up. "He was originally a small-time hoodlum with no parents, wandering the streets all day, barely scraping by. Once, he was being beaten up by a group of people, and Ming-ge just happened to be there."

Her voice carried a hint of nostalgia:

"Ming saw how pitiful he was after being beaten, so he took him in as a follower. Although this kid was a carefree and irresponsible person, he was extremely loyal to Ming. When Ming died, he cried the loudest than anyone else."

"And then?"

"After Ming died, he became despondent. He spent his days drowning his sorrows in alcohol, going to nightclubs, getting into fights, and ruining himself."

Bai Wei sighed, "I tried to persuade him several times, but he wouldn't listen at all. Eventually, I just gave up on him."

Chen Feng nodded thoughtfully.

"Is this guy any fight worthwhile?"

"They can fight."

Bai Wei stated definitively, "When Ming was around, he was Ming's personal bodyguard. He was quite skilled, but sometimes he was too stubborn and inflexible."

"Loyal, capable fighter, single-minded..."

A smile played on Chen Feng's lips. "This kind of person is the most useful."

Bai Wei looked up at him with some surprise.

"You mean, you want him to set the stage?"

"Make arrangements for me to meet him tomorrow."

Chen Feng's eyes sharpened:

"If this Ah Le is truly as loyal as you say, I'll take him under my wing. With some proper training, he might prove useful."

Bai Wei nodded, a hint of gratitude flashing in her eyes.

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

She paused, then added:

"Although Ah Lok is down on his luck now, he's still loyal to the old times at heart. When you see him, talk to him about Ming-ge. If he knows you're helping me, he might be willing to stand up for him."

"Okay, let's arrange to talk tomorrow."

After the business was over, the heavy feeling that had been weighing on their hearts finally eased a bit.

The night outside the window grew darker, with only the crystal chandelier in the living room casting a soft glow that stretched the two shadows long and intertwined.

"call……"

Bai Wei let out a long sigh of relief, leaned back wearily against the sofa, and rubbed her temples.

Chen Feng lit a cigarette and said:

"We've been chatting for so long, my mouth is a little dry. It would be a shame not to have a drink on such a beautiful night."

"Wait here." Bai Wei got up and walked towards the wine cabinet.

Chen Feng remained seated on the sofa, but his gaze was fixed intently on that figure's back, as if hooked by a hook.

The light gray knitted maxi dress, though not particularly tight, perfectly accentuated her graceful figure.

As she walked, her slender waist was so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, and her pert buttocks were faintly visible beneath her skirt, tracing a breathtaking arc.

Especially her calves, which were mostly covered by the skirt and only revealed her ankles, were as white as jade and had such beautiful lines that one would want to take a bite out of them.

"Tsk..."

Chen Feng's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and a surge of anger rose within him.

"No wonder Cao Cao liked married women; their mature charm is something those young, inexperienced girls simply can't match..."

He muttered something under his breath, and the thought of "liking to be in the back" popped into his mind again.

"What are you looking at? Your eyes are about to pop out."

Bai Wei returned with a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses, just in time to meet Chen Feng's staring gaze. She glared at him reproachfully, but there was a hint of smugness in her eyes.

What woman doesn't enjoy being looked at with such longing eyes by a man?

Especially in the year or so since she became a widow, she has practically wrapped herself up like a dumpling, and the feeling of being appreciated and desired has been long gone.

"Look at the beautiful women."

Chen Feng took the wine glass, his gaze still unrestrained. "With a figure like Sister Bai's, it's a shame she's not a model."

"loquacious."

Bai Wei poured him half a glass of wine, and poured one for herself as well. She gently swirled the red wine in her glass, leaving ambiguous streaks on the glass's surface from the crimson liquid.

"Cheers."

"bite--"

The crisp sound of glasses clinking echoed in the quiet living room.

Neither of them spoke; they simply sipped their wine in silence.

The alcohol slid down my throat into my stomach, bringing a warm sensation and quickly intensifying the already somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

After a few drinks, Bai Wei's originally pale cheeks gradually flushed, and her eyes became hazy.

She leaned back on the sofa in a languid posture, her neckline slightly loosened from their earlier playful tussle, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Looking at her like this, Chen Feng felt the string of "reason" in his heart breaking little by little.

He suddenly reached out and gently grasped Bai Wei's hand, which was resting on her knee.

Bai Wei's hands are beautiful; her fingers are long and fair, her nails are neatly trimmed, and she wears a light nude nail polish, making her look clean and elegant.

"Sister Bai, your hands are so beautiful."

Chen Feng's fingers gently caressed the back of her hand, the warm and delicate touch making him reluctant to let go. "It's so slender, like a work of art."

Bai Wei felt a tingling sensation in her heart from his touch. She wanted to pull her hand away, but she couldn't muster the strength. She could only say coquettishly:

"Just praise me, why are you getting physical..."

"I was just curious."

Chen Feng suddenly leaned closer to her, lowered his voice, and said with a wicked grin:

"Such beautiful hands... Sister Bai, have you really only used them to... take care of that for the past year?"

With a "whoosh," Bai Wei's face instantly turned bright red, like a boiled shrimp.

She never expected Chen Feng to ask such a shameful question to her face!

And this happened when a man and a woman were alone together, and both were slightly tipsy!

"Chen Feng, you scoundrel! What are you saying?!"

Bai Wei was filled with shame and indignation. The shame of having her privacy exposed and the long-suppressed desire deep in her heart intertwined, making her somewhat out of control.

She abruptly pulled her hand away, and without thinking, used her other hand to pinch the soft flesh on Chen Feng's waist.

"You're talking nonsense! You dare to flirt with me!"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Sister Bai, have mercy!"

Chen Feng shouted exaggeratedly, dodging backward and wildly waving his hands in an attempt to block her attack.

The two of them were tangled up on the sofa.

Bai Wei was also under the influence of alcohol and, coupled with her "vengeful spirit" after being humiliated, her movements became somewhat exaggerated.

Just as she lunged at Chen Feng, intending to pinch his other waist—an accident occurred.

The already loose-fitting knitted dress slid down sharply due to the violent movement.