Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Video parlor..." Zhao Qiang chuckled eerily, his laughter as grating as fingernails scraping against glass. "What a nice place. Since this kid crippled my cousin and stole my money, I'll start by collecting some interest."

He abruptly stood up, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust and lust: "Don't touch that casino, it's a tough nut to crack. Let's go after the easy target. Now go and tie up this girl from the video arcade!"

……

10 PM, Shengli Road.

Liu Yu locked the roller shutter door of "Celebrity Video Hall," slung the heavy canvas bag over her shoulder, which contained the business proceeds for the evening.

Although she'd been very tired lately, she was in an excellent mood. Chen Feng hadn't lied to them; this video arcade was a veritable treasure trove. Looking at those stacks of banknotes, she practically walked on air.

"That damn Chen Feng, he's been so busy these past few days, he's never home," Liu Yu thought to herself, but a smile played on her lips. "I'll have to get him to massage my shoulders when I get home tonight, I'm exhausted."

She hummed a song as she turned into the shortcut home.

This alley is usually deserted, with only two dim streetlights. Tonight, for some reason, even those two lights are off, leaving it pitch black.

Liu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on her bag strap, quickening her pace.

Suddenly, two red lights appeared in the darkness ahead—the glow of burning cigarettes.

Liu Yu paused, about to turn and run back, when she heard hurried footsteps behind her. Before she could even shout, a rough, large hand reeking of ether tightly covered her mouth and nose.

"Waaah! Waaah—"

Liu Yu struggled desperately, scratching the man's arm until it bled. But the man's strength was astonishing, like an iron clamp, and she couldn't budge him at all.

"Behave yourself, you bitch!"

A chilling voice rang in her ear. Immediately afterward, a heavy blow struck her abdomen, and the excruciating pain instantly drained her of her strength.

A dilapidated bread cart without any license plates silently slid over, and the side door opened. Several large hands threw the already limp Liu Yu into the cart like a sack of potatoes.

"Whoosh—" The car door closed.

The whole process took less than a minute, and apart from the frightened stray cat at the alley entrance, there were no other witnesses.

The bread truck sped away into the night, disappearing into the vast traffic. Only Liu Yu's high-heeled shoe, which she had dropped during her struggle, lay forlornly in the mud.

……

Chen Feng sped off on his motorcycle like a madman toward the video arcade, the roar of the engine shattering the silence of the night. A dozen or so motorcycles followed, their roars breaking the tranquility of Shengli Road, startling pedestrians who scrambled to get out of the way.

"Brother Feng, slow down!" Monkey, sitting in the back seat, was being jolted around so much that he clung tightly to Chen Feng's waist.

Chen Feng acted as if he hadn't heard, and simply twisted the accelerator to the floor.

Five minutes later, the motorcycle braked suddenly at the entrance of "Celebrity Video Hall," the tires screeching as they rubbed against the ground.

The roller shutters of the video arcade had been pulled down, and it was pitch black inside.

"Sister Yu! Sister Yu!" Chen Feng pounded on the roller shutter door, the metallic clanging echoing through the empty street.

no respond.

"Pry the door open for me!" Chen Feng roared.

Several brothers stepped forward and pried open the door in a few quick movements. Chen Feng rushed into the store, only to find it empty.

"Brother Feng, nobody's here!" Chen Fang ran out from backstage. "The ledgers are still there, but the sales revenue from the last few days is missing."

"It's not about money, it's about revenge." Chen Feng gritted his teeth, turned and rushed out of the shop. "Follow the road Sister Yu took home! Even if you have to turn the place upside down, find her!"

A group of people searched along the dark alley.

Chen Feng hadn't gone far when he suddenly stopped.

Under the broken streetlamp, on the muddy ground, a high heel lay there all alone. Half of the heel was broken off, and there were several obvious drag marks and scratches left from a struggle around it.

Chen Feng slowly squatted down and picked up the high heel. He had accompanied Liu Yu to the department store a few days ago to buy it, but Liu Yu refused because she thought it was too expensive, so he insisted on giving it to her. After putting it on, Liu Yu twirled around in front of him several times, asking him if it looked good.

That radiant smile has now become a dagger piercing Chen Feng's heart.

"Brother Feng..." Monkey looked at Chen Feng's trembling back and didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Wheel tracks." Chen Feng's voice was as cold as a stone in an ice cellar. "There are wheel tracks here, heading north. That's the direction out of the city."

"Go! Chase them!"

He hopped on his motorcycle, revved the engine, and sped off in the direction where the tire tracks disappeared. Behind him, a dozen or so motorcycles followed closely like a pack of roaring wild beasts.

The night wind was like a knife, stinging his face. Chen Feng's eyes were fixed on the dim road ahead, desperately trying to make out the tracks on the ground by the faint moonlight and the motorcycle's headlights.

The tire tracks were clearly visible on the muddy road—a heavily loaded bread truck with deep tire treads, indicating that it was carrying many people.

"Faster! Faster!" Chen Feng urged himself frantically in his mind.

Ah Zhen's words kept flashing through his mind: "Zhao Qiang... loves to torment women..."

"Zhao Qiang, you bastard, you dare touch Sister Yu? I'll make your whole family pay with their lives!"

The motorcycle's speedometer had already reached 80 km/h, which was practically suicidal on such a bumpy road. But Chen Feng couldn't care less; he had only one thought in his mind—faster, faster!

However, after the convoy had chased for about two kilometers, Chen Feng's heart sank to the bottom.

A three-way intersection appeared ahead.

Three roads, three directions, and the tire tracks become blurred here—the ground at the intersection is a hard cement road, and the clear tire tracks that were previously on the muddy ground have completely disappeared here.

"Stop!" Chen Feng slammed on the brakes, and the motorcycle screeched to a halt, lurching precariously before the intersection.

He jumped out of the car, squatted on the ground, and desperately searched for any possible clues by the light of the car headlights. But the cement road was dry and hard, and no trace was left.

"Damn it!" Chen Feng slammed his fist into the ground, blood instantly seeping from his knuckles.

Monkey and Chen Fang also got out of the car and surrounded him, their faces extremely grim.

"Brother Feng, this..." Monkey hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

Chen Feng stood up and scanned the three roads with his eyes.

The road on the left leads to the industrial area in the north of the city, which is full of abandoned factories and deserted places, a good place for Tibetans.

The middle road is a national highway, which leads out of the city. If Zhao Qiang wants to take people back to the provincial capital, he will definitely take this road.

The road on the right leads to the urban village in the east of the city. It's a mixed bag of people, with cheap rent and many out-of-towners, making it an excellent place to hide.

Three paths, three possibilities.

Each one could be right, and each one could be wrong.

He only has one chance.

"Brother Feng, how about we split up and chase them separately?" Da Zhuang suggested.

"No way!" Chen Feng sternly rejected the idea. "If we're scattered, we'll lose our fighting power. What if we run into Zhao Qiang's gang? Are we just going to throw our lives away?"

He paced around in frustration twice, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Time ticked by, and with each second that wasted, Liu Yu was in greater danger.

Chen Feng's mind began to conjure up all sorts of terrifying images—Liu Yu tied up in a dirty corner, that pervert named Zhao Qiang approaching her and tearing at her clothes...