Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

After leaving Hongfa Finance, Chen Feng and his group circled the alleys of Nancheng several times to make sure no one was following them before they dispersed.

"Brother Feng, that was fucking awesome!" Monkey was still in a state of mixed excitement and lingering fear. "Those bastards are usually so arrogant, but you took them down like little grandsons today."

"That's right, that's right." Dazhuang chuckled sheepishly. "Brother Feng, that knife you used just now was so fast, it made my eyes blur."

Chen Feng didn't say anything, but simply wrapped the dagger back in the oil paper, planning to find a new place to bury it tomorrow when he had some free time.

He couldn't always carry this with him. He knew he had stepped onto the edge of danger today.

"You all need to behave yourselves for the next three days," Chen Feng instructed. "Go out as little as possible, and report to me beforehand if there's anything going on at the venue."

"Brother Feng, are you afraid of retaliation from Hongfa?" Monkey asked.

"It's not that we're afraid, it's that we know they definitely will," Chen Feng said coldly. "But they won't dare to make a move openly for the time being. Remember, inside the establishment, with Sister Hong as their shield, they're hesitant to act; outside, we'll have to rely on our own eyes."

The monkey and Dazhuang nodded in unison.

"Let's go home." Chen Feng checked the time.

……

The light in the attic was still on.

When Chen Feng gently pushed open the door, Lin Fang was sitting on the sofa with her legs curled up and hugging a pillow tightly. When she heard the door open, she was startled and looked up abruptly.

"You...you're back?"

Lin Fang practically scrambled to the entryway, not caring she wasn't wearing slippers, and grabbed Chen Feng's arm. Her hands trembled as she searched him from head to toe, her voice choked with tears: "Are you hurt? Did they mistreat you? Let me see!"

"Sister Fang, it's alright now." Chen Feng let her check him over, a reassuring smile curving his lips. He pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and slowly unfolded it in front of Lin Fang—it was the IOU that had troubled Lin Fang for a long time.

"The IOU has been torn up, don't worry!"

Chen Feng remained calm, casually tossing the paper into the trash can. "The 50,000 yuan principal has been returned to them, and as for interest, not a penny," he sneered, a glint of ruthlessness from the earlier fight flashing in his eyes. Lin Fang looked at the scraps of paper scattered on the ground, then at the man who had suddenly become incredibly tall, and tears streamed down her face. But the next second, her gaze froze on Chen Feng's arm.

Although he won that fight, the other side outnumbered him. Chen Feng's white shirt was ripped open with a long gash, and blood was trickling down his forearm, staining his cuffs red.

"Why are you bleeding!" Lin Fang's face turned pale instantly, and the emotion she felt just now turned into heartache.

"It's just a minor injury, a scrape." Chen Feng waved his hand dismissively.

"Shut up! Sit down!" Lin Fang rarely lost her temper. She forcibly pressed Chen Feng down on the sofa and turned around to frantically rummage through the first-aid kit.

"Bear with it, the alcohol will hurt." Her voice was hoarse as she looked down, getting very close.

Because of her movements, the neckline of her loose-fitting loungewear nightgown drooped slightly, and when Chen Feng looked down, he could see the snow-white skin below her collarbone and the soft curves that rose and fell with her breath. She had just taken a shower, and her body exuded a pleasant fragrance of shower gel, mixed with a faint milky scent, which kept wafting into Chen Feng's nose.

The cold alcohol on the wound stimulated his nerves, but Chen Feng felt a fire burning inside him.

Lin Fang was focused on wrapping the gauze, her fingertips inadvertently brushing against Chen Feng's firm muscles. The cool, delicate touch sent a jolt through Chen Feng's body like an electric current.

"Sister Fang..." Chen Feng's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his voice low and hoarse.

"Huh? Did I hurt you?" Lin Fang looked up at him in a panic, her eyes filled with tears.

The two were extremely close, close enough that Chen Feng could see her trembling eyelashes and feel her warm breath. Lin Fang seemed to sense the awkward atmosphere as well. Looking into Chen Feng's deep and aggressive eyes, a blush quickly rose to her cheeks, and she instinctively wanted to back away.

"Okay...bandaged..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Feng suddenly reached out with his uninjured hand, grabbed her slender waist, and pulled her sharply into his arms.

"Ah!" Lin Fang exclaimed in surprise, falling onto Chen Feng's lap.

"Chen Feng, you..." Lin Fang's heart pounded violently. She placed her hands on Chen Feng's broad chest, but they were too weak to exert any strength.

Chen Feng pressed her against the wall behind him with one hand, and raised his other hand without hesitation—

"Snapped!"

A sharp crack echoed, not from a slap to the face, but from a solid blow to her bottom. The blow was merciless; the pain sent a shiver down Lin Fang's spine, and tears nearly welled in her eyes.

"Still trying to run away? Huh?" Chen Feng's face darkened, his large hand pressing down on her waist to prevent her from moving, his eyes fierce as if he wanted to devour her. "You need money but didn't tell me, so you went to borrow from loan sharks? You've gotten quite bold!"

"I was wrong... Chen Feng, I was wrong..." Lin Fang pleaded, her voice trembling with tears.

"What did you do wrong?" Chen Feng sneered, slapping him again. "Was it wrong to borrow money, or was it wrong to help your good-for-nothing brother? Speak!"

"I was wrong... I shouldn't have kept it from you, I shouldn't have helped him..."

"Too late." Chen Feng leaned down and bit her fair neck, leaving a row of clear teeth marks. Lin Fang gasped in pain, but then heard him whisper viciously in her ear, "Remember this, if there's a next time, I'll lock you up again and discipline you every day, understand?"

The usually proud Lin Fang now lay on Chen Feng like a gentle little lamb, completely conquered by Chen Feng's domineering presence and aura.

"Sister Fang, I've gone to great lengths to help you balance your accounts." Chen Feng stared at her red lips, his voice low and menacing. "Aren't you going to give me a reward?"

Lin Fang's face flushed crimson, she understood perfectly what the reward Chen Feng spoke of represented. The grievances she had endured alone for so many years, the fear she had just felt, and the sense of security she felt now, being so strongly protected by this man, all intertwined and completely overwhelmed her reason.

She found a long-lost sense of security in this man who was younger than her.

Lin Fang slowly released her grip on his chest, instead wrapping her arms around his neck. Her eyes were glazed, and her voice was barely audible: "Then... be gentle, you're injured..."

This statement was undoubtedly the best guarantee. Chen Feng could no longer restrain himself and lowered his head to kiss those warm, red lips he had longed for. He then picked up Lin Fang and carried her to the master bedroom.

Chen Feng could no longer restrain himself. He lowered his head and kissed those warm, red lips that he had longed for for so long. He then swept her up in his arms and strode into the master bedroom.

"boom--"

The door closed with a hint of urgency.

In the cramped attic, only the dim, warm yellow light from under the master bedroom door and the faint, suppressed breathing could be heard.

……

I don't know how much time passed.

Lin Fang felt completely drained of energy, lying limply on the bed, too lazy to even lift a finger, only her own trembling breathing could be heard.

"This guy... he's really like an ox..." she cursed inwardly, feeling both ashamed and annoyed, but she didn't even have the energy to curse him out.

Chen Feng smiled, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it.