Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Old Li! It's me, Wang Defa!" Wang Defa greeted him with a smile. "Remember the message I asked someone to pass on to you a few days ago?"

Old Li's expression softened slightly, but he still showed no sign of welcoming him. Arms crossed, he said coldly, "I remember. Didn't you say you wanted to buy my place? Let me make this clear, this won't be easy."

"Old Li, don't be so quick to refuse," Wang Defa said with a smile, leaning forward. "Listen to our terms first; the price is negotiable..."

"It's not about the money!" Old Li waved his hand, interrupting him, a flicker of fear in his eyes. "You don't know, Mad Dog Qiang wanted to take over this land a while back, but I refused. That bastard held a grudge and sent people to cause trouble every few days. You've seen it yourself, business has stopped!"

"How much will he offer?" Wang Defa asked.

"He only offered 100,000 yuan, and he wants to take over my business." Old Li sighed. "My factory, the equipment alone is worth over 200,000 yuan. It can ship 20 truckloads a day, and I should make at least 300,000 to 400,000 yuan in profit a year. He only offered 100,000 yuan; isn't that blatant bullying?"

His voice lowered and trembled slightly: "Last month, my son was ambushed outside and broke two of his ribs. Those people made it very clear: either hand over the place obediently, or the whole family will never have peace!"

Chen Feng had been standing silently to the side, but upon hearing this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems that Mad Dog Qiang's methods are even more ruthless than he imagined; he not only steals business but also directly threatens his family.

"Uncle Li, so that's why you want to get rid of it, right?" Chen Feng finally spoke, his voice low but carrying a convincing calmness. "It's not that you don't want to sell, it's that you're afraid that after you sell, Mad Dog Qiang will cause you trouble."

Old Li paused for a moment, then looked Chen Feng up and down: "You are...?"

"Fenghua Building Materials, Chen Feng." Chen Feng handed Old Li a cigarette and lit it for him. "If this place becomes mine, Mad Dog Qiang will have to ask me for permission before he tries to mess with you."

Old Li took a deep drag on his cigarette, a glimmer of hope flashing in his cloudy eyes, but it quickly faded away.

"Young man, you look like someone special, but you have no idea how ruthless Mad Dog Qiang is." Old Li shook his head with a wry smile. "He has Ninth Master behind him, and Ninth Master has people behind him. What can a young man like you do against him?"

"Uncle Li, these days you have to use your brain to get by." His tone was calm, but it carried a resolute air.

Old Li's hand trembled slightly, and the cigarette ash fell to the ground.

"I don't have any other skills, except for being possessive of my food," Chen Feng said, staring into Old Li's eyes. "Anyone who touches my people, I definitely won't let it go. You can ask around about that; that mad dog from the provincial capital is currently lying in a prison hospital, and from now on he'll only be able to urinate on a squatting position."

Old Li's expression changed.

He had heard about Zhao Qiang's affair; it was all over Donghai Road. That mad dog from the provincial capital had been castrated, supposedly by a ruthless man in the southern district.

So... it was this young man in front of me who did it?

"Uncle Li, I know you're scared." Chen Feng lit another cigarette, his tone softening slightly. "You can reconsider, but my terms are as follows: 300,000 yuan, not a penny less. I'll cover your son's medical expenses separately. After the business is transferred, you can continue working here and receive a monthly salary. If you don't want to work here anymore, I'll send someone to take your family away from Donghai; you can go anywhere."

Old Li fell silent.

He could tell that the young man in front of him wasn't just boasting. There was something in those eyes that he had never seen before in his life—an absolute confidence, or rather, a ruthless determination that disregarded life and death.

But he still didn't agree immediately.

"Let me think about it some more..." Old Li sighed, "This is a big deal, I need to discuss it with my family."

"Okay." Chen Feng didn't press the issue. He stood up, dusted off his pants, and said, "I'll give you three days. I'll come back in three days."

"Uncle Li, if Mad Dog Qiang's men cause you trouble again, call me and I'll take care of it for you!" Chen Feng left a phone number and turned to walk towards the bread truck.

Wang Defa quickly followed, asking in a low voice as they walked, "Brother Chen, it seems he hasn't agreed..."

"What's the rush?" Chen Feng got into the car and started the engine. "He's already interested, he just needs a way to back down."

"So we're just going to wait and do nothing?"

"No." Chen Feng's eyes sharpened. "Go back and have Monkey keep a close eye on this place. Mad Dog Qiang must have gotten wind of it too; he'll definitely make a move in the next few days."

The bread truck kicked up a cloud of dust and disappeared at the end of the mountain road.

……

The next two days were uneventful. Chen Feng was having tea in the magnificent security department office when he received a phone call from an unknown number.

"Chen Feng, right? I'm Zhao Gang."

The voice on the other end of the phone was steady and powerful, carrying an unquestionable air of authority.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat. Zhao Gang, formerly a neighborhood police officer at the Nancheng District Police Station, had been promoted to station chief after "picking up" a group of fugitives at an abandoned factory a while ago.

"Director Zhao, congratulations on your promotion," Chen Feng said with a smile, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"Don't give me that crap." Zhao Gang's voice was unreadable. "Any free? Come out for a cup of tea. The teahouse next to People's Park."

"Okay, I'll be there in half an hour."

Half an hour later, Chen Feng walked into the slightly old-fashioned teahouse. Zhao Gang was sitting in the corner, dressed in casual clothes, with a cup of tea in front of him.

Seeing Chen Feng enter, Zhao Gang pointed to the chair opposite him: "Sit down."

Chen Feng sat down and, without standing on ceremony, poured himself a cup of tea: "Director Zhao, you're such a busy man, how come you have time to have tea with me?"

Zhao Gang stared at Chen Feng for a few seconds, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Chen Feng, you've got some nerve," Zhao Gang suddenly said. "About the abandoned factory incident, although it's officially closed, do you really think you can keep it from everyone?"

Chen Feng smiled, picked up his teacup, and took a sip. "Chief Zhao, I'm a law-abiding citizen. I was just passing by that day and saw some bad guys. Isn't that cooperating with the police?"

"Law-abiding citizen?" Zhao Gang scoffed. "Crippling someone like that, and you call that cooperating with the job?"

Chen Feng's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes turned slightly colder: "Chief Zhao, some things are judged by actions, not intentions. The result is that the bad guys have been caught and society is stable. Isn't that enough?"

Zhao Gang remained silent for a moment, seemingly weighing something.

Actually, he didn't dislike Chen Feng much; in fact, he even admired him somewhat. Compared to ruthless thugs like Mad Dog Qiang, Chen Feng had principles and followed the rules. Moreover, that great achievement last time had indeed smoothed his career path considerably, and he was mindful of the favor he owed.

"Alright, let bygones be bygones." Zhao Gang waved his hand, his expression turning serious. "I've called you here today to remind you of something."

"I heard you've been getting involved with Wang Defa lately, trying to get a piece of the sand and gravel pie?"

Chen Feng did not deny it: "Just trying to make a living."

"This isn't a pleasant meal," Zhao Gang said in a low voice, tapping his fingers lightly on the table. "Do you know why Mad Dog Qiang has developed so quickly? Relying solely on Ninth Master's connections isn't enough."