Chapter 121

Shen Chongshan was in high spirits, seated in a private room at Xiao Xiang Courtyard, embracing a strikingly beautiful woman as his large hand roughly groped her body incessantly. WWW. feiazw. COM

Perhaps because Shen Chongshan was too eager, the seductive woman burst into a string of tinkling giggles.

"Miss Jin, why don't you just give in to our boss? Our boss has never been this devoted to a woman before—he abandoned all business matters to rush here at once." The speaker was a fat black man in an oversized gray robe, his waist as thick as a water barrel, twice the girth of an ordinary man; after speaking, he immediately began to pant.

"That's right, Miss Jin Zhi! Our boss has come to see you every afternoon for five straight days, spending a fortune! Yet you only let him hug and hold you—never even let him spend the night. That's simply unreasonable!" This time it was a middle-aged scholar with a black mole on his face; his eyes gleamed with cruel cunning, clearly a man of scheming nature.

In the room, besides Shen Chongshan, there were three others—the three chief protectors of the Siping Gang.

The fat man was "Crazy Fists" Qian Jin; despite his monstrous bulk, he had mastered the "Frenzied Eighteen Strikes" to perfection and had killed many renowned masters.

The scholar was "Poisoned Scholar" Fan Ju; though skilled in the sharp "Snow Wind Sword Art," his reputation stemmed from his ruthless, heartless cruelty.

The black-clad man standing silently aside was the most formidable of the three protectors: "Flying Dagger" Shen San. His eighteen-dagger volley technique had eliminated many vengeful masters and experts for Shen Chongshan, and since he was also a distant relative of Shen Chongshan's, he enjoyed the boss's greatest favor.

All three, like Shen Chongshan, had beautiful women seated on their laps, but none matched the one in Shen Chongshan's arms—her beauty, fullness, and allure were unmatched.

At this, the giggling Jin Zhi, hearing the remarks from "Crazy Fists" and "Poisoned Scholar" Fan Ju, instantly filled her eyes with mist, as if tears were about to spill.

"Messrs. Fan and Qian, you're wronging Jin Zhi. The moment I saw Master Shen, I knew he was a true hero—I'd be overjoyed to share his bed!"

"But you both know my body belongs to Xiao Xiang Courtyard; without Madam Wang's permission, if I let anyone stay the night, I'll be beaten to death. Why not ask Madam Wang? If she agrees to let me take clients, I'll serve Master Shen to my utmost tonight." The courtesan of Xiao Xiang Courtyard spoke with tender, heartfelt pleading, as if utterly smitten with Shen Chongshan.

This half-true, half-false speech left Qian Jin and Fan Ju staring at each other, momentarily speechless.

Of course they'd asked about the fee for an overnight stay—but Madam Wang had demanded an exorbitant sum, citing Jin Zhi's lack of prior overnight clients as justification, a price so steep it made even a gang boss like Shen Chongshan flinch; thus, no deal had ever been reached.

And of course, forcing her was out of the question! Xiao Xiang Courtyard was property of Tianba Men, one of the three major gangs in Jiayuan City—causing trouble here would be suicide.

Having been rebuffed by this top courtesan, the two men vented their frustration on the women in their arms, roughly groping them several times before finally calming down.

"Hah! Thank you, my two brothers, for worrying about my affairs! But no matter—it's nothing. I sealed a big deal a couple days ago; this small sum means nothing. But you, my beauty, don't break your word—tonight, you'll serve me well!" As he held Jin Zhi close, Shen Chongshan suddenly bit hard into her fragrant cheek, then spoke with smug satisfaction.

Shen Chongshan was a massive man, his arms and chest covered in thick black hair; his arms were much longer than an ordinary man's, making him look like a clothed beast—ugly and terrifying.

Yet this crude, hideous brute had, years ago, used his peerless "Tongbi Quan" to kill the former boss of the Siping Gang, "Golden Pen" Gou Tianpo, and his four trusted lieutenants, seizing the leadership. In Jiayuan City's underworld, he was unquestionably a renowned master, not to be underestimated.

"Master Shen!" Jin Zhi feigned shy embarrassment at his surprise attack, wriggling in his arms, prompting Shen Chongshan to burst into a triumphant laugh.

"Dong dong! Dong dong!" At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" snapped the impatient black fat man, "Crazy Fists" Qian Jin.

"I've come to bring wine and drinks for the masters." A young man's voice came from outside.

"Then hurry in! Master Qian's tired of the wine being too little!" Without hesitation, the fat man replied.

At Qian Jin's words, a young man dressed as a servant entered, his ordinary face bearing a tray laden with food and two wine jugs.

"Bring the wine quick—I want to taste it first!" Qian Jin, a classic drunkard, immediately lit up at the sight of the jugs and began clamoring.

"Yes, sir, I'll bring it right away!" The servant stepped forward and placed the wine jugs on the table.

The fat man seized one jug at once, raising it to his mouth to take a sip.

"Wait, fat man!" The silent black-clad man, Shen San, suddenly barked, halting Qian Jin's move.

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