Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"You shameless bastard, you're dreaming!" Lin Fang said with a displeased expression, but secretly she was looking forward to it.

Liu Yu, however, spoke up timidly: "Then... whose name should be on the property certificate?"

"Write about the two of you." Chen Feng said without hesitation.

Lin Fang suddenly looked up, her eyes slightly red: "What did you say?"

"I said, the property deed should be in both your names," Chen Feng smiled. "Sister Fang, Sister Yu, you've followed me without wanting anything from me. Now that I have some money, I need to make sure you have a stable place to live. With the house in your names, no matter what happens in the future, you'll have something to rely on."

Liu Yu's eyes instantly reddened.

Lin Fang turned her head away, but still stubbornly retorted, "Who said I was with you? Stop flattering yourself!"

"Yes, yes, no, not with me. I was just being presumptuous." Chen Feng grinned and leaned closer. "So, Sister Fang, are you going to look at apartments?"

"I'm not going!" Lin Fang stubbornly insisted.

"Really not going?"

"I'm not going, that's final!"

Chen Feng sighed, looking regretful. "Oh, that's a pity. I heard the master bedroom in those houses is really big, with an ensuite bathroom, and the bathtub is imported. Fang-jie, don't you love taking baths? That bathtub can fit two people. If we could both..."

"Go! Who said I wasn't going!" Lin Fang jumped up, glaring at him. "I'm just worried you'll get scammed! These days, all those real estate agents are all sweet talkers, just out to rip off rich, gullible people like you!"

Chen Feng grinned.

Liu Yu muttered quietly beside her, "Sister Fang, didn't you just say you weren't going...?"

"Xiaoyu!" Lin Fang blushed, "You drink your soup!"

"Oh..." Liu Yu lowered her head, but her shoulders were trembling secretly, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.

The breakfast commotion was barely quelled by Chen Feng's shameless grin. Before leaving, he took advantage of Lin Fang's inattention to steal another kiss on Liu Yu's still swollen neck, eliciting a coquettish groan and a slipper flying from Lin Fang's hand. Only then did he escape from the attic, satisfied.

The smile on Chen Feng's face gradually faded, replaced by a deep, cold expression.

The saying "a gentle embrace is a hero's grave" is true. But Chen Feng knew that to protect this gentle embrace, he had to hold onto that bloodstained knife tightly.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng arrived at the magnificent Golden Splendor.

Although it was broad daylight and the nightclub wasn't open yet, the security department's office was filled with smoke.

Dazhuang was wiping a solid steel pipe, Ergou was making a phone call in the corner with a mysterious expression, and Monkey was lying on the table, writing and drawing on a hand-drawn map, with dark circles under his eyes, obviously having stayed up all night.

Upon seeing Chen Feng push open the door and enter, everyone immediately stood up: "Brother Feng!"

"Sit down." Chen Feng pulled out a chair and sat down, casually tossing a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes on the table. "Don't be shy. Monkey, how's the matter I asked you to investigate going?"

The monkey immediately perked up, spreading the densely drawn map out in the center of the table, his face beaming with pride: "Brother Feng, this week I led a few clever underlings and practically trampled the land in the south of the city. I even found out where Mad Dog Qiang's mistress lives."

Chen Feng lit a cigarette, gesturing for him to continue.

He held up one finger: "First, delivery time and route. Mad Dog Qiang's sand and gravel trucks mainly deliver between 4 a.m. and 8 a.m., when there are fewer cars on the road and the traffic police don't check. His sand quarry is in Qinglong Mountain in the north of the city, and he sends out about 15 to 20 trucks a day. The delivery route is basically fixed, going through the West Ring Road, turning onto Industrial Avenue, and then dispersing to various construction sites."

"How many people are in each car?" Chen Feng asked.

"Usually there are two people, a driver and a bodyguard. But if it's a big construction site, there will be two more bodyguards, making a total of four." Monkey lowered his voice, "Those bodyguards are no pushovers. I heard Mad Dog Qiang specifically hired them from the provincial capital, and they all have their own goods."

Chen Feng nodded, signaling him to continue.

"Secondly, the situation at the parking lot and the sand quarry." Monkey held up another finger. "Mad Dog Qiang's convoy parks at the old freight station in the north of the city at night. That place is now abandoned, and he's rented it out as a parking lot. I've personally scouted the area; there are seven or eight people on night watch, working in two shifts, fully equipped. There are even more people at the sand quarry, with thirty or forty workers alone, and a dozen or so thugs specifically there to guard the site."

"Where are his key subordinates?" Chen Feng flicked his cigarette ash.

A glint of light flashed in the monkey's eyes. He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket, on which were simple sketches of several people, with their names and characteristics marked next to them.

"Mad Dog Qiang has four trusted henchmen, known in the underworld as the 'Four Great Vajras'," Monkey introduced, pointing to the portraits on the paper. "The eldest is called Iron Head, Mad Dog Qiang's childhood friend. He's incredibly strong; I heard he can make someone vomit blood with a single punch. The second is called Snake Eyes, the most cunning, responsible for collecting debts and 'teaching' disobedient people a lesson. The third is called Fatty; don't let his size fool you, he runs faster than a rabbit and is Mad Dog Qiang's convoy captain. The fourth is a woman named Red Aunt, in her thirties, Mad Dog Qiang's lover, who manages his accounts."

Chen Feng carefully examined the paper, memorizing the characteristics of each person.

"Where do these four guys usually hang out?"

"Iron Head and Snake Eyes are basically always by Mad Dog Qiang's side, inseparable. Fatty spends all his time in the parking lot, occasionally going to the red-light district in the west of the city for some fun. As for that Red Girl..." Monkey lowered his voice and chuckled, "I heard something interesting."

"What is it?"

"On the surface, Hong Gu is Mad Dog Qiang's woman, but it seems she's also having an affair with Tie Tou! But I'm not sure yet; I saw them enter the hotel together when I was watching them."

A glint of light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.

This could be a good handle.

"Monkey, this is a very important clue. Keep people watching them!"

"Don't worry, I'm watching." The monkey gave a sly look. He then added:

"Third, the situation with the construction site bosses." Monkey held up his third finger. "All the major construction sites in the south of the city are using Mad Dog Qiang's sand and gravel. But from what I've heard, there's only one person who truly has a relationship with Mad Dog Qiang—Zhou Fugui, the boss of the 'Oriental Garden' project in the south of the city. The two are sworn brothers. The other four are just forced into this situation; they hate Mad Dog Qiang to the core."

"Tell me more about it," Chen Feng said, intrigued.

The monkey counted on his fingers: "The owner of 'Golden Garden' in the east of the city is surnamed Li. He wanted to change suppliers, but his construction site was vandalized that very night, resulting in a loss of over 100,000 yuan. He's never dared to utter a sound since. The owner of 'Sunshine Community' in the north of the city is surnamed Zhang. His son was scareed by Mad Dog Qiang's men at the school gate and is now too scared to go out..."

He recounted the details of the five construction site bosses one by one, including each person's name, background, and grudges against Mad Dog Qiang, leaving no stone unturned. Clearly, he had put in a lot of effort.

After listening, Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction.

"Well done." He pulled a wad of cash from his pocket—ten thousand—and tossed it to Monkey. "This is for you and the brothers to make up for your hard work. Buy yourself something good to eat."

"Brother Feng, why are you being so polite with me!" Monkey said, but his hands honestly took the money and counted it with a happy smile.