Chapter 37: The Triggered Guanzaisen (Seeking Follows)

At the entrance of the Fortune Grand Restaurant, Jing Kun greeted guests with a smile on his face.

At this time, he did not yet have his later flamboyant style; he was not wearing a pink suit, but was dressed in a jacket and jeans.

His face naturally carried a hint of gloom, and combined with his arrogant gaze, one could tell at a glance that he was not to be trifled with.

Being able to have the nickname "Jing Kun," he naturally looked quite good; among the scum of the underworld, he could be considered a standout in terms of appearance, though the fierce aura about him diluted his striking looks.

Standing at the restaurant entrance, he appeared quite high-spirited and self-satisfied.

A Hung Hing Hall Master is, in the underworld, a powerful figure with significant status.

Not to mention, the branch he managed was in a prosperous area like Mong Kok, and his future was bound to be limitless.

The underworld peers who came to celebrate saw Jing Kun and were all full of warmth, speaking and laughing loudly, as if their relationship was extremely close.

However, when two vans pulled up in front of him at the same time, not only was Jing Kun startled, but the Underlings beside him also changed their expressions.

The doors opened, and first, four strong and sturdy fighters stepped out.

Such a familiar scene made Jing Kun and his Underlings even more vigilant; they retreated while shouting sharply, "Who are you people? Do you know who I am?"

"Hahaha, Brother Kun, don't misunderstand!"

Wu Feng stepped out of the car afterward and said with a laugh, "Wu Feng of Hung Yee, here to celebrate!"

As he spoke, he took out the invitation and, while he was at it, brought out the congratulatory gift as well.

"Oh, so it's Feng Zai of Hung Yee!"

Jing Kun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, though his gaze toward Wu Feng was somewhat unkind: "What, you have to bring so many Underlings with you just to come out for a meal?"

"Haha, it's better to be safe than sorry!"

Wu Feng chuckled: "Besides, Brother Kun is a Hung Hing Hall Master. I brought this group of Underlings along to broaden their horizons. Brother Kun, please don't take offense!"

At this moment, Tangge also stepped out of the van and hurriedly said, "Huang Wengang of Hung Yee. My cousin is a bit too cautious in his actions; Brother Kun, please don't take offense!"

"So you are the boss of Hung Yee, you're quite young!"

Jing Kun squinted his eyes, scrutinized Tangge for a few moments, then suddenly spread his arms and laughed: "Today is my big day, so I won't make things difficult for you two brothers. Put down the gifts and go inside!"

Tangge thanked him repeatedly and hurriedly pulled Wu Feng into the restaurant.

As for the Underlings they brought, they all sat in the vans waiting; they had no qualifications to go inside.

In the restaurant lobby, many underworld peers had already arrived in twos and threes. Judging by their temperament, one could tell they were at least high-ranking members of their respective organizations.

They were currently chatting in small circles, and upon seeing the two brothers, they only glanced at them and didn't take it to heart.

It was true that Hung Yee had been expanding rapidly recently, but their foundation was too poor, and few people recognized the two brothers.

Fortunately, the Red Pole of Wo Shing, Guanzaisen, had arrived early, so the two brothers subconsciously gravitated toward him.

"Brother Sen, haven't seen you for days, what have you been busy with?"

Wu Feng said with a smile: "If there are any opportunities to make a fortune, Brother Sen, don't forget us brothers!"

Pfft!

Guanzaisen spat out a mouthful of tea, shot Wu Feng an annoyed look, and said unhappily, "If I really had such a good path, how could I possibly tell you kid?"

Wu Feng didn't mind and signaled for Tangge to sit down beside him.

He also picked up a teacup and took a sip before smiling: "This is the first time our brothers have attended such a celebration banquet, and we don't know most of the peers here. Could Brother Sen help introduce them?"

"That's no problem!"

Guanzaisen nodded and agreed, then told them the names of the many organization peers present one by one.

The most famous was Ben Shu of Tung Sing; he was a powerful veteran of Tung Sing.

Next were the Shuifang Mong Kok Hall Master, the United Mong Kok Hall Master, and the bosses of many medium-sized organizations operating in Portland Street; they were all big names in the underworld.

At this time, Hung Hing had not yet established a Hall Master in Portland Street, and it was managed entirely by the Mong Kok Hall Master, Jing Kun.

"Brother Sen, the other organizations all sent their Hall Masters, how come only you came for Wo Shing?"

After listening to Guanzaisen's brief introduction, Wu Feng asked with a smile: "Could it be that your Big Brother Long Gen looks down on this?"

"What are you talking about, kid?"

Guanzaisen was startled, looked left and right, and said unhappily: "My Big Brother has been busy lately. Wasn't it you who came up with that bad idea? My Big Brother has been busy with that lately!"

"Oh, you guys at Wo Shing actually started doing it?"

Now it was Wu Feng's turn to be surprised, and he asked curiously: "I heard that *A Better Tomorrow* is selling well in Southeast Asia. Did you guys keep up in time?"

"That goes without saying!"

Speaking of this, Guanzaisen suddenly became spirited and said proudly: "Your idea was really good. My Big Brother followed your instructions to do it, and he really made a lot!"

"Alas, if I had known Wo Shing had such high execution, I would have insisted on charging a consulting fee no matter what!"

Wu Feng put on a look of 'regret' and said pityingly: "According to my estimates, if done well, one could earn tens of millions or even more in one go, tsk tsk tsk!"

Having said this, he looked Guanzaisen up and down and twisted the knife in his heart: "Brother Sen, why didn't you participate? Even if you were assigned to a poor place like Indonesia, you could still earn quite a bit!"

"You kid, don't try to sow discord!"

Guanzaisen's expression was quite colorful, and his tone was quite agitated; he was clearly somewhat triggered.

Tangge, sitting on the side, was dumbfounded; his view of Guanzaisen and Wu Feng had changed.

He naturally knew what was going on—wasn't it about Wu Feng making a fortune selling trench coats during the hot run of *A Better Tomorrow*? He didn't expect there to be a follow-up?

Just then, a sturdy young man with a fierce face walked over, his face full of arrogance. He swept a cold glance at Tangge and Wu Feng and said coldly: "The boss and Hall Master of Hung Yee, right? Ben Shu wants to see you. Come with me!"

After speaking, he turned to leave.

As a result, he had only turned halfway when his shoulder suddenly sank and ached; it had been firmly grabbed by a large hand, and he couldn't move at all.

The one who acted was naturally Wu Feng. By this time, he had already stood up, and the smile on his face had completely vanished.

Ignoring the venomous look from the newcomer, he said to the stunned Guanzaisen: "Brother Sen, I have no dealings with Tung Sing. What does this guy mean?"

Bang!

Guanzaisen kicked the close-protection Underling beside Tung Sing's Ben Shu away without any hesitation.

Everyone stared at this scene in complete shock, yet Guanzaisen said dismissively, "Ben Shu, what is the meaning of this? Do you look down on me, Guanzaisen, or the Wo Shing behind me?"

Ben Shu of the Eastern Star rose abruptly, the cold intent appearing on his previously cheerful face as he roared, "Guanzaisen, what the hell are you trying to do? Do you want to trigger a massive gang war between our two organizations?"

Sorry for not updating yesterday; something unexpected happened. I was at the bank handling some business, and there were so many people that it took all day. By the evening, I really didn't have the energy to write.

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(End of this chapter)