Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"So, I'm seeking your cooperation." Ah Zhen's eyes turned serious. "Ninth Master is getting old, and his control over Nancheng is waning year by year. I saw how you crippled Zhao Biao, and I've heard about Ninth Master's meeting with you. That woman Jiang Hong is protecting you, which shows you're capable."

"Following Ninth Master, I'll be dealt with sooner or later. But following you..." Her fingers lightly traced Chen Feng's chest, her voice becoming ambiguous, "maybe I can even reach a higher level."

Chen Feng stared into her eyes, trying to find a clue.

This woman was too shrewd; every word she uttered was perfectly timed, showcasing her own value while simultaneously demonstrating her sincerity in seeking refuge. But the more she acted this way, the less he dared to trust her. A woman who could cultivate relationships with Zhao Biao for so many years and still emerge unscathed must possess a depth of cunning that should not be underestimated.

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell Ninth Master about this?"

"I'm not afraid," Ah Zhen replied crisply. "If you wanted to tell Ninth Master, you wouldn't have tried to bargain with me earlier. Besides..."

She leaned down, her red lips close to Chen Feng's ear, her voice so low only the two of them could hear: "I know Jiang Hong has dirt on Ninth Master. You're in cahoots with her, how could you possibly tip off Ninth Master?"

Chen Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

No one should know this news except him and Jiang Hong. How did Ah Zhen find out?

"Don't be nervous." Ah Zhen seemed to see through his thoughts and chuckled, "There are no secrets in this world. Jiang Hong wasn't the only one who knew about what happened between Ninth Master and Third Master Huang back then. It's just that everyone kept quiet about it."

She straightened up, finally got off Chen Feng, stood in front of the sofa, straightened her skirt, and regained her elegant and dignified appearance.

"Boss Chen, my sincerity is laid bare before you. Whether you can stomach it or not is up to you."

After saying that, she took a business card out of her handbag and placed it on the coffee table.

"This is my contact information. I'll be waiting for your reply within three days."

Ah Zhen turned and walked towards the door, her high heels making a crisp sound on the floor. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and glanced back at Chen Feng.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing I forgot to tell you."

"What?"

"Although Zhao Biao is crippled, his cousin Zhao Qiang is in the provincial capital." Ah Zhen's voice became meaningful. "That man is no ordinary person like Zhao Biao. He's ruthless and has a lot of influence in the provincial capital. I heard he already knows about Zhao Biao's crippling and is preparing to bring his men back."

Chen Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Consider this message my gift to you." Ah Zhen smiled sweetly, opened the door and walked out, leaving behind only the fragrant breeze and a lonely business card.

Silence fell back into the private room.

Chen Feng sat on the sofa, his brows furrowed.

Ah Zhen's collaboration proposal was indeed tempting, but this woman was too cunning; he couldn't tell how much of her words were true and how much were false. And the words she uttered before leaving sent a chill down his spine.

Zhao Biao's cousin...a figure from the provincial capital...

If this is true, then he's in big trouble.

He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and his gaze fell on the business card on the coffee table, his eyes becoming dark and unfathomable.

After leaving the private room, Chen Feng found Da Zhuang and gave him some instructions, then prepared to go to Sister Hong to discuss countermeasures.

"Going to Sister Hong's place so late?" Da Zhuang asked, somewhat surprised.

"It's late, so it's easier to talk things out." Chen Feng stood up, straightened his collar, and said, "Some things can be kept secret for a while, but not forever. Rather than letting Sister Hong find out about my contact with Ah Zhen from others, I'd rather take the initiative to tell her."

……

Emerald Bay at night is so quiet that the only sound can be the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Jiang Hong, wearing a silk camisole, was sitting alone at the bar, drinking. When she saw Chen Feng enter, she wasn't too surprised, simply gesturing lazily to the wicker chair opposite her.

"Coming here so late, it seems you've run into trouble?" Jiang Hong swirled her wine glass, her eyes appearing particularly deep in the moonlight.

Chen Feng didn't waste any words and went straight to the point: "Ah Zhen came to see me."

Jiang Hong's fingers paused slightly, then she chuckled softly, "That vixen? She's quick on her feet. What, is she trying to seduce you with her body, or is she trying to bribe you with money?"

"Yes, I have both," Chen Feng said frankly. "She wants to cooperate with me and hand over the three underground casinos that Zhao Biao was running behind Ninth Master's back to me. We'll split the profits 50/50."

Jiang Hong finally turned her head and looked directly at Chen Feng, her gaze scrutinizing him: "Underground casinos are extremely profitable, and they're also the kind of 'private business' that Ninth Master fears most. Do you dare to take a bite?"

"It's foolish not to eat when the meat is right in front of you. But I'm worried there might be thorns," Chen Feng said in a deep voice. "She said Zhao Biao has a cousin in the provincial capital named Zhao Qiang, who's preparing to bring people back for revenge. Sister Hong, have you heard of him?"

Upon hearing the name "Zhao Qiang," Jiang Hong's face suddenly turned cold. She put down her wine glass, took a cigarette from her cigarette case, and Chen Feng immediately took out a lighter to light it for her.

"It seems Ah Zhen is even revealing this trump card to win you over." Jiang Hong took a deep drag of her cigarette and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. "Zhao Qiang, nicknamed 'Mad Dog.' Years ago, he killed someone in Donghai and fled to the provincial capital. It's said he followed a big boss and does all sorts of shady, dirty work. In terms of ruthlessness, ten Zhao Biaos can't match one Zhao Qiang."

Chen Feng's heart sank; this was indeed a tough nut to crack.

"Scared?" Jiang Hong looked at him with a half-smile.

"I'm not afraid," Chen Feng said coldly. "I'm thinking that since this 'mad dog' is coming back, I have to swallow these three casinos. With money, I can recruit more people and fight this mad dog."

"Smart." Jiang Hong nodded approvingly, leaning forward slightly. The collar of her bathrobe slipped down, revealing a patch of snow-white skin. "Xiao Feng, I support you in this. Go ahead and handle the casino business. As for that Zhao Qiang..."

A cold glint flashed in her eyes: "This is the East China Sea, not the provincial capital. Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, let alone a stray dog."

"With Sister Hong's words, I feel relieved."

Just as Chen Feng was about to get up to say goodbye, Jiang Hong suddenly stretched out her bare, jade-like foot and gently hooked it around his calf.

"So eager to leave?" Jiang Hong's voice became alluring, her toes slowly sliding up his trouser leg. "That vixen Ah Zhen must have given you a really strong drug tonight, right? Aren't you going to release some of that fire before you go?"

Chen Feng's throat tightened as he looked at Jiang Hong's still-charming face in the moonlight, and the tantalizing glimpses of her skin. A surge of heat rose within him once more. But he knew this was not the time to indulge in such tenderness.

He crouched down, took Jiang Hong's restless foot in his hand, and gently played with it for a while. Then he looked up, his eyes burning yet restrained: "Sister Hong, don't tease me at a time like this. I won't be able to hold back."

Seeing his helpless expression, Jiang Hong smiled. She slowly withdrew her foot and chuckled, "Alright, I'll be waiting for your triumphant return. Go on, but don't let that mad dog bite you."

Stepping out of the villa, Chen Feng took a deep breath of the cold air.