Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

Over the next three days, Chen Feng swiftly took over all three casinos.

Instead of making a grand declaration of sovereignty, he took over in the most silent and efficient way. He didn't replace a single waiter, didn't move a single gambling table, and even kept all the rules of the establishment intact—he only changed the group of doormen.

Just as Ma San had said, the casino business was booming. Monkey's hands trembled as he calculated the accounts for the past few days—it was practically a money-printing machine, with cash flow so enormous it was enviable. The turnover in just three days had reached over ten thousand, and even after deducting costs, there was still a profit of tens of thousands.

Huge amounts of cash began to flow into his pockets. With money, he naturally felt more confident.

Chen Feng was generous; with a wave of his hand, he equipped all his core brothers with the most fashionable Motorola phones at the time, and even bought a second-hand motorcycle for every three of them, including Da Zhuang.

But Chen Feng wasn't blinded by money. He knew that behind this prosperity, a mad dog was lurking in the shadows, watching him. A tough battle was yet to come, and the slightest misstep could lead to total defeat.

At this moment, he was sitting in his magnificent office, a half-burnt cigarette between his fingers, his brows furrowed, listening to the monkey's report.

"Brother Feng, there's really no movement." Monkey looked puzzled and scratched his head as he said, "I had people watching the train station, the bus station, and those guesthouses where out-of-town thugs usually hang out. Forget about a dozen knife-wielders, I haven't even seen a decent-looking stranger."

"This isn't normal." Chen Feng flicked his cigarette ash, his eyes dark. "Since Ah Zhen said Zhao Qiang was coming, then he definitely will. Zhao Biao, that loud and boastful idiot, isn't scary. What's scary is this kind of dog that doesn't bark before it bites."

"Could it be that Ah Zhen is lying to us? Trying to use this to raise her own status?" Da Zhuang mumbled a guess from the side.

"No." Chen Feng shook his head. "Ah Zhen is a smart woman. We're in the same boat. When Zhao Qiang comes, the first person he'll deal with is me, and the second is her. She has no reason to joke about something like this."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the bustling night view outside, but his unease grew stronger.

This calm was too deliberate, like the deathly silence before a storm. If Zhao Qiang wasn't in a hurry to act, what was he doing?

"Monkey," Chen Feng suddenly turned around, "you just said you were watching the station and the guesthouse?"

"Yeah, don't all out-of-towners have to stay there?"

"If you're here for revenge, would you be so ostentatious as to stay in a guesthouse and have your ID checked?" Chen Feng's voice turned cold. "Zhao Qiang is a big shot in the provincial capital. He's rich and has connections. He might have arrived a while ago, or even... he might have rented a place right under our noses."

Monkey's expression changed: "Brother Feng, should I have someone check rental information?"

Chen Feng said with a worried look, "Send more people to investigate! Focus on the area around the casino and the Golden Splendor area." After saying that, Monkey turned and left.

Chen Feng took out his phone and dialed Ah Zhen's number.

"Hey? Sister Zhen, this is Chen Feng."

"Boss Chen, do you miss me?" Ah Zhen's sweet voice rang out on the phone, but Chen Feng had no time for that at the moment.

"Sister Zhen, stop joking. It's been so many days, and we haven't heard a single word from Zhao Qiang?"

On the other end of the phone, Ah Zhen's voice carried a hint of weariness and anxiety: "I also feel something's wrong. I asked my friends in the provincial capital, and they said Zhao Qiang did indeed set off, and he brought a group of ruthless men with him. But he didn't stay in a hotel, nor did he go to Zhao Biao's old hideout. It's like that mad dog has vanished into thin air."

"The quieter he is, the more uneasy I feel." Chen Feng looked at the night outside the window, his unease growing stronger.

"Chen Feng," Ah Zhen suddenly lowered her voice, her tone becoming exceptionally serious, "there's something else I need to remind you. Zhao Qiang isn't just ruthless; he also has a nickname: 'The Lustful Demon.' Back in the provincial capital, he was wanted for raping and murdering a debtor's daughter. This guy is a psychopath; he loves to torture women."

Chen Feng's hand gripping the phone tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning white.

"What did you say?"

"I said, if he can't find an opportunity to deal with you, he's very likely to target the women around you. That's his usual tactic, used to break down his opponents' psychological defenses."

"boom--"

Something seemed to explode in Chen Feng's mind.

woman.

Lin Fang went to the arcade, where there were many people and it was relatively safe because it was close to the Golden Splendor.

But Liu Yu...

Liu Yu's video arcade was on the other side of the street, and she was used to taking a back road home after collecting her earnings at night!

Chen Feng abruptly hung up the phone and dialed the cell phone he had given Liu Yu with trembling fingers.

"Beep—beep—beep—", and no one answered the phone until it was disconnected.

He then dialed his home landline number.

"Hey? Xiaofeng?" Lin Fang answered the phone. "What's wrong? Is there something you need?"

"Sister Fang, has Sister Yu gone home?" Chen Feng's voice was trembling.

"Not yet, she should be here by now. I was wondering the same thing, I was just about to call her..."

"Don't go out! Lock the doors and windows! Don't open the door for anyone! I'll send Dazhuang to pick you up!"

After shouting those words, Chen Feng stormed out of the office like an enraged lion.

"Monkey! Chen Fang! Grab your gear! Quick! To the video arcade!"

"Sister Yu, there might be danger!!"

……

Just half an hour earlier, in an inconspicuous house, the curtains were drawn shut with thick black cloth, letting in no light. The room was filled with smoke, and the floor was littered with cigarette butts and fast food containers.

A lean, dark-skinned man sat on the only broken sofa, toying with a military dagger in his hand. The blade spun rapidly between his fingers, gleaming coldly. He was Zhao Qiang, Zhao Biao's cousin, known as "Mad Dog."

Contrary to Chen Feng's expectations, Zhao Qiang returned to Donghai with twelve skilled men from the provincial capital, but they scurried away like rats.

"Brother Qiang, we've figured it out."

One of his men pushed open the door and came in, holding a hand-drawn map, which he threw onto the greasy table.

"Chen Feng is very cautious. The Golden Splendor area is heavily guarded, with security personnel sticking to him every step of the way. Although the casino has changed its personnel, that bitch Ah Zhen is clearly in cahoots with him, and the security there is also very tight."

Zhao Qiang stopped wielding his knife and plunged it deep into the wooden handrail, the blade sinking deep into the wood. His cloudy, yellowish eyes gleamed with a chilling madness: "That's not what I want to hear. I want to know his weakness."

The subordinate quickly replied, "Although this kid is involved in the underworld, he doesn't live in the ganghouse. Instead, he lives in an old-fashioned attic behind Shengli Road. There are two women living with him."

"Two?" Zhao Qiang licked his chapped lips, revealing a set of smoky, yellow teeth. "This kid's got some luck with women."

"One of them manages the arcade. The other manages two video arcades," the subordinate reported. "According to observation, the woman from the video arcades goes to both arcades every night to collect payments, and then walks home alone, a journey of about ten minutes, passing through a small alley."