Chapter 8: This Marriage, I Do Not Consent!

Jiangbei City, the top floor of a magnificent skyscraper.

A figure sat on the sofa with their legs crossed; on either side of them sat two stunning women dressed in cheongsams.

Just then, knock-knock-knock, a series of knocks sounded at the door, and the burly men in black on either side hurriedly opened it.

Wang Fugui walked in from outside the door, unhurried.

Just moments ago, he had called his subordinates to find the Qilin Gang Hall Master, Chen Feihu, and the latter had told him to come directly, so Wang Fugui had rushed over.

And this Chen Feihu was one of the three great Hall Masters of the Qilin Gang.

During this period, the Qilin Gang had been plagued by internal and external troubles, and many of the casinos under Chen Feihu's command had been sealed off by the police.

Not only had hundreds of his underlings been arrested, but even the several bars he operated were being targeted behind the scenes by several large families, making his business go from bad to worse.

Chen Feihu had a splitting headache and was worrying about having no place to make money, yet he never expected someone to take the initiative to send money to him.

Subsequently, Wang Fugui explained everything: "Hall Master Chen, as long as you can help me capture that brat and the girl by his side!"

"I will give you one hundred million!"

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Feihu's mouth immediately curled into a smile.

"Young Master Wang, how did you end up in such a state? You can't even handle a mere greenhorn?" Chen Feihu laughed.

Hearing this, Wang Fugui was instantly furious: "Hall Master Chen, you don't know, that brat learned some kind of martial arts from somewhere!"

"He took care of my bodyguards in a single encounter!"

"I suspect he apprenticed under a master and entered the Martial Dao!"

Hearing this, Chen Feihu became interested: "Oh? That brat is a Martial Artist?"

"Yes! Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to find you to take revenge for me!" Wang Fugui gave a bitter smile.

"Fine, I accept your terms, but... the commission is a bit low, I want five hundred million!" Chen Feihu opened his mouth like a lion.

What? Five hundred million?

If anyone else said this, Wang Fugui would probably curse them for being out of their mind!

He would even jump up and reward the other party with two big slaps!

But the person before him was one of the three great Hall Masters of the Qilin Gang, Chen Feihu, nicknamed "Mad Tiger".

"What? Think it's expensive?"

"Young Master Wang, you also said that the woman likely has a significant background; if she is a young lady from some large family, wouldn't I, Chen Feihu, be inviting a pile of trouble!"

"If the other party's family comes to cause me trouble, how am I supposed to answer to the Gang Leader?"

"This bit of money is a small matter for you, right?" Chen Feihu said with a smile.

Wang Fugui's mouth twitched twice, but things had reached this point, and he had no other choice.

At the thought of the scene where that little bastard Lin Feng slapped his face, Wang Fugui's heart ached, and he wished he could tear Lin Feng to shreds.

Five hundred million, for him with a net worth of over ten billion, was not unacceptable.

Most importantly, he wanted to take down that cold and beautiful girl, and he wanted to deal with her fiercely in front of Lin Feng.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Fugui agreed directly: "Fine!"

"Hu Ge, it's settled then!"

"There is one hundred million in this card as a deposit; once you catch that brat, I will present the remaining money with both hands!"

"Once you catch that little bastard, you must call me immediately!" A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Wang Fugui's mouth.

Chen Feihu took the card and shook hands with Wang Fugui: "Rest assured, I will deliver the people to you tomorrow!"

"Hahahaha! Good!"

"When the sky is wild there will be rain, when a person is wild there will be disaster; this time, I will definitely make this little brat Lin Feng pay the price!"

The moment Wang Fugui's words fell.

Chen Feihu, beside him, was shocked and grabbed him by the collar: "What did you say? Lin Feng?"

"The eldest young master of the Lin Family, Lin Feng, whose family was wiped out and whose whereabouts are unknown?"

Chen Feihu looked as if he had heard some incredible news, his expression agitated.

"Ye... yes! Hu Ge, is, is there a problem?"

Wang Fugui did not know why Chen Feihu was so agitated.

Chen Feihu immediately let him go, a look of wild joy appearing on his mouth: "Hmph! It's this brat again!"

"Not long ago, an underling of mine named Liu Wenlong was killed by him!"

"I was just about to send people to search for this brat's tracks; I didn't expect him to deliver himself to my door so quickly!"

"Perfect, we can settle old and new scores together!"

Chen Feihu's mouth was about to split from laughing; the life of this brat Lin Feng was worth a lot now.

As long as he caught him, not only could he get the five hundred million from Wang Fugui, but he could also hand him over to that group of people in exchange for a ransom.

Wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone!

Back then, that mysterious group that wiped out the Lin Family had been keeping an eye on news of Lin Feng.

Hearing Chen Feihu's words, Wang Fugui was overjoyed!

He didn't expect this little bastard to be so bold as to offend even the Qilin Gang!

Then wasn't he a dead man?

"Hahahaha!"

"Then I will trouble you, Hu Ge!"

"I will go back and wait for your good news!" Wang Fugui laughed and cupped his hands at Chen Feihu, then walked out of the office door.

Lin Feng, you little bastard, just you wait!

This time, let's see who can save you, you little turtle egg!

By the time they left the shopping mall, it was already evening, and the sun was slightly setting.

At Su Mingyue's warm invitation, Lin Feng had no choice but to have another meal with her.

"Mr. Lin, since there is nothing else, I will head back now!"

"If you have any matters, you can come to the Su Family to find me!" Su Mingyue said with a smile.

Lin Feng nodded; Su Mingyue, illuminated by the setting sun, was breathtakingly beautiful.

For the first time, Lin Feng had a different feeling toward this woman.

"Brother, stop looking; if you keep looking, you'll stare a hole through her!" Lin Wei teased.

Lin Feng immediately turned his head away, feeling slightly embarrassed, when a voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.

"You are Lin Feng, right?"

Directly ahead, a figure wearing a trench coat walked over aggressively, with a middle-aged noblewoman following by his side.

Upon seeing these two, Su Mingyue's expression changed instantly.

"Mom, Dad, why are you here?"

Su Mingyue's parents had been investing abroad, and upon hearing that the old master was ill, they dropped their work immediately and rushed back.

When they arrived, they learned that the old master had already been cured by Lin Feng, so they sought him out.

"Uncle, Auntie, hello!" Lin Feng greeted the two of them politely.

Who would have expected that in the next second, Su Mingyue's father, Su Zhenhe, would suddenly pull a card from his pocket.

"I know you saved my father's life, and the Su Family owes you a favor!"

"But I do not agree to this marriage between the two of you!"

"There is one hundred million in this card, enough for you and your sister to live without worry for the rest of your lives!"

Su Zhenhe's expression was cold, while the middle-aged noblewoman beside him stared at Lin Feng with a face full of arrogance.

"This one hundred million is enough to repay you for saving the life of my Su Family, right?"

"I am warning you, stay away from my daughter from now on!"

"As for wanting to marry my daughter, there is no way!"

This middle-aged noblewoman was Su Mingyue's mother, Lu Pingzhi.

These words immediately caused Su Mingyue's expression to change, and a look of indignant anger could not help but appear on her face.

"Dad, Mom!"

"What are you saying?"

"Mr. Lin is the savior of our Su Family; if it weren't for him, my grandfather would likely have lost his life long ago!"

"How can you say such things!"

Su Mingyue had not expected that the first thing her parents would do upon returning was to come and cause trouble for Lin Feng.

"Daughter, although I do not interfere with your major life decisions, you cannot just find any man for me!"

"What's more, he is from the Lin Family!"

"Don't you know what kind of power the Lin Family offended?" Lu Pingzhi glared at Su Mingyue.

Back then, the Lin Family was wiped out overnight by a mysterious force, an event that shocked the entire Jiangbei.

The power behind that group was terrifyingly great; destroying a small Su Family would be as easy as turning over one's hand.

How could Lu Pingzhi possibly marry her precious daughter to Lin Feng?

This would be no different from playing with fire and seeking her own destruction.