Lu Chengfeng smiled faintly and turned to look at Ai Jiao Hu, Zhang Biao, who was holding a pistol.
True to his moniker, Zhang Biao was only about 1.6 meters tall.
But he was fat and greasy, his body covered in disgusting tattoos.
His teeth were black and yellow.
His face was particularly grotesque and repulsive.
A vicious glint always shone from his murky eyes.
A small man with great power.
It was this very man, who stopped at no evil, that had ruled the Chengnan Jiucheng Gang for over a decade.
He had toyed with countless young girls.
He had even raped more than a dozen female teachers from the four schools in Chengnan.
But no one dared to report him.
Because he threatened to wipe out the entire family of anyone who did.
He was truly infamous to the extreme.
"Fourth Brother, are you going to do me in right now? If so, go ahead and shoot," Lu Chengfeng said with a smile.
Among the Donghai Five Tigers, Ai Jiao Hu, Zhang Biao, was ranked fourth, and Lu Songwen was fifth.
So, according to the rules of the underworld, Lu Chengfeng had to call him Fourth Brother at this moment.
"You little bastard! You think I fucking don't dare?!"
Zhang Biao gripped his gun and jammed it hard against Lu Chengfeng's forehead.
Zhang Biao's other two top enforcers also pulled out daggers and pressed them against Lu Chengfeng's waist.
But another of his men, who looked like a pale-faced scholar, said nothing, merely observing Lu Chengfeng quietly.
Lu Chengfeng looked down at the short Zhang Biao and said viciously, "Come on. Fourth Brother, shoot. Aim straight. If I so much as flinch, I'm your fucking bitch!"
Zhang Biao and his two men were stunned.
Shit!
What the hell was wrong with this little bastard?!
When did he get so ballsy?
Just then, Lan Ling, who had been standing to the side, reached out and grabbed Zhang Biao's gun.
Lan Ling said respectfully, "Fourth Brother, Dou Ye has summoned the five of you for a meeting today."
"Settle your grievances inside!"
"If you make a move now, I'm afraid it will be hard to answer to Dou Ye."
Lan Ling's mention of Dou Ye was enough to suppress Zhang Biao's anger.
Zhang Biao gritted his teeth, put away his gun, and pointed at Lu Chengfeng's nose, cursing, "You little bastard! You'd better give me an explanation for Da Nao's life later today!"
"Heh." Lu Chengfeng sneered, elegantly dusting off his crisp suit.
He then adjusted the pocket square in his suit.
"What explanation? A country bumpkin wants to make it in the city but doesn't want to play by the rules. He deserved to die!"
"If you, his boss, really feel so bad for him, then go down and join him!"
"Motherfucker!" The moment Zhang Biao heard this, he exploded again, rushing forward to fight Lu Chengfeng to the death.
"Fourth Brother!" Lan Ling quickly blocked Zhang Biao. "Dou Ye will handle it! Can't you just hold back for a moment?"
Zhang Biao was so angry his neck turned red. "Lan Ling, are you fucking deaf?! Didn't you fucking hear what he just said?!"
Lan Ling had no choice but to look at Lu Chengfeng. "Brother Wen, that's enough. So many bosses and their men are here today. Arguing out here will just make us a laughingstock to our subordinates."
"Lan Ling, I'll give you this much face," Lu Chengfeng said with a faint smile.
Lan Ling then turned back to Zhang Biao. "Fourth Brother, let's go in. Don't keep the Boss waiting."
Zhang Biao pointed a finger at Lu Chengfeng, gritting his teeth viciously, before leading his men into the Conference Hall.
Lan Ling gave Lu Chengfeng a meaningful look. "Brother Wen, let's go."
...
The moment Lu Chengfeng stepped into the Conference Hall, the entire room fell silent.
Just moments before, everyone had been discussing how Lu Songwen, that weak and incompetent little punk, had suddenly become so fierce.
Now, seeing his appearance, everyone felt a renewed sense of unease.
A pristine white suit, white leather shoes, a pale yellow shirt, a purple pocket square, and gold-rimmed glasses.
He was the very picture of refined elegance.
He was handsome enough to make every other man in the room feel insecure.
The wives of the bosses present, however, all cast alluring glances his way, their eyes full of longing.
Damn!
Fifth Brother really is the most handsome man in the whole organization!
He was already dapper and refined, but now, with a hint of eyeshadow, he looked even more devilishly charming, adding a certain indescribable flair.
Sigh!
Too bad Fifth Brother is no good in *that* department!
Otherwise, I'd really love to have a go with him!
Dozens of pairs of eyes stared silently at Lu Chengfeng.
It would be a lie to say Lu Chengfeng didn't feel a chill run down his spine.
After all, this was his first time making a grand entrance in front of the organization's entire upper echelon.
He didn't know if his carefully crafted appearance could mask the sense of unfamiliarity, the feeling that he was "a different person."
Lu Chengfeng could only rely on his strong mental fortitude to hide his inner panic.
His slender eyes swept over everyone present from behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
The organization's leader, Dou Ye, sat at the head of the oval conference table.
Dou Ye was past sixty, his hair completely white.
But though he was old, his heart was young; he was always flanked by two stunning, hot-bodied young models.
The organization's First Red Pole, the expressionless, zombie-like Lan Ling, stood behind Dou Ye, protecting him.
Although the four bosses were all strange-looking and no longer young, the wives by their sides were all stunningly beautiful, any one of whom could rival a movie star on television.
Such were the benefits of power and wealth.
Behind each boss stood four personal bodyguards.
The underlings allowed into the Conference Hall were the most trusted and skilled fighters in the organization.
"Dou Ye, my big brothers, and my sisters-in-law, it's been a while!"
Lu Chengfeng greeted the bosses and their beautiful wives before taking his seat at the end of the conference table.
Only then did everyone tear their gaze away from Lu Chengfeng and look toward the organization's leader, Dou Ye.
Dou Ye looked at Lu Chengfeng and said, "Fifth Brother, I heard someone tried to make a move on you a few days ago?"
Lu Chengfeng said flatly, "Reporting to Dou Ye. That traitorous dog A Lun wanted to usurp my position and came after me. I've already taken care of him."
"Dou Ye, my brothers and sisters-in-law, rest assured, it's not that easy to kill me, your Fifth Brother!"
After speaking, Lu Chengfeng deliberately glanced at Zhang Biao.
The corner of Zhang Biao's mouth twitched.
*Why the fuck are you looking at me? It wasn't me who told A Lun to take you out!*
Dou Ye nodded and continued to ask, "So, was it you who hit Fourth Brother's four territories?"
Lu Chengfeng spread his hands arrogantly and said, "If that's what they're saying on the streets, then I guess it is!"
The entire room was once again in shock.
He took down four of the Jiucheng Gang's territories with a single blade. How did he do it?!
Was this still the same Lu Songwen they knew?
Lu Chengfeng stood up, looked around the room, and said calmly, "I know Dou Ye and all my brothers are wondering why I, your Fifth Brother, have become like this!"
"In the years since I took over from my father as the boss of Chengzhong, I've endured countless insults and bullying. All of you bosses and sisters-in-law here know it! I won't dwell on it! There's no fucking point!"
"Let me just talk about what happened last night."
"Fourth Brother's Jiucheng Gang tried to force me to hand over my last territory! They wanted to leave me with no way to survive!"
"And that's not all! His man, Da Nao, took my woman's underwear right in front of me!"
"Then they were going to kill me and have ten men gang-rape my wife!"
"My brothers, my sisters-in-law, tell me, what would you do if you were in my shoes?!"
"A disrespectful piece of shit like that, who breaks the rules and challenges his superior—doesn't he deserve to be taken out?!"
"Or am I, your Fifth Brother, the one in the wrong?"
At this, Lu Chengfeng pointed to his own eyeshadow and continued, "This is my attitude!"
"The old Lu Songwen is dead!"
"From now on, anyone who messes with me, I will destroy them! Damn it!"
Everyone in the room turned to look at Ai Jiao Hu, Zhang Biao, their expressions complicated.
Just then, a voice from behind Zhang Biao spoke up: "Dou Ye, bosses, he's not Lu Songwen at all!"
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