Chapter 38: Confidence (Seeking Reads)

"Ben Shu, you are a respected elder, don't use this to scare me!"

Guanzaisen didn't care at all; at this moment, he was in a "broken-defensive" state and said recklessly: "If you have the ability, let's fight. My boss is just interested in Dongxing's territory in Mong Kok!"

This guy was also vicious, specifically emphasizing the four words "respected elder."

Ben Shu paused upon hearing this; now it was his turn to be unable to step down.

It was definitely impossible for him to start a big fight over this little thing; it was as if everyone didn't know everyone else.

Fortunately, the banquet host, Jing Kun, entered the door at this time, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

When Wu Feng and Tangge left the Grand Palace Restaurant, the sky had already completely darkened.

The streets were filled with traffic, neon lights shone with colorful rays, and the passing pedestrians all had relaxed and comfortable expressions; for them, the nightlife had just begun.

The whole street seemed to be permeated with a drunken and dreamy atmosphere.

In the eyes of the society bosses, this was all flowing money.

Today's observations made the two brothers feel like their eyes had been opened.

Even Wu Feng felt it was quite interesting.

It seemed that his understanding of society power had some deviations!

Dongxing's overall strength was definitely above Wo Shing's; this was an indisputable fact!

But specifically in a certain area of Hong Kong, the situation could be very different.

Just looking at Guanzaisen's attitude toward Ben Shu, one knew that Wo Shing's power in Mong Kok definitely exceeded Ben Shu's by quite a bit; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so impolite as to slap him in the face directly.

Thinking about the content of *Thirteen Sisters of Hong Hing*, Wu Feng immediately realized.

What was Dongxing's main business? Who in the Hong Kong underworld didn't know?

But Ben Shu was just engaging in underground boxing matches in Portland Street, which was very funny.

The underground boxing matches run by the society itself had an upper limit on the funds flowing into them.

Don't talk about comparing it to Dongxing's main business; even compared to the prostitution industry in Portland Street, it was far behind.

Thirteen Sisters became one of the regional spokespersons for Hong Hing, and United Society's Hua Fu dared to block people directly, but Ben Shu only dared to stir up trouble with external forces. Just from the perspective of confidence, he was far behind.

"Tangge, don't think too much, just manage the territory well and build up momentum!"

Getting into the van that had been waiting for a long time, Wu Feng reminded: "As for Dongxing's Ben Shu, just ignore him!"

"Don't worry, A-Feng, I have a count in my heart!"

Tangge nodded and smiled: "We brothers aren't afraid of Guanzaisen, so there's no reason to be afraid of Dongxing's Ben Shu!"

Wu Feng closed his eyes to rest, but his heart was pondering that he must give Dongxing's Ben Shu a profound lesson.

In fact, the moment Ben Shu's close-in greeted him, he already had a count in his heart.

It must be that the "Four-Nine" and "Blue Lanterns" under him had performed too bravely, repeatedly teaching Dongxing scum lessons, and it wasn't over yet.

He just didn't expect that Guanzaisen would help block the matter while he was depressed.

Wu Feng didn't explode at the time, and there was no need!

After returning, he would arrange it properly and let Ben Shu feel the pressure from the big newspaper.

Most of the actions of society scum couldn't see the light of day.

Once exposed, what awaited them was either becoming a rat crossing the street or going to Stanley Prison for "advanced studies."

Did they really think *Mong Kok News* was a vegetarian? There were already so-called business tycoons who had found the newspaper office wanting to acquire it, but Wu Feng naturally wouldn't agree.

With *Mong Kok News*, he was a veritable newspaper tycoon!

Once *Night Color* also rose, the identity of a newspaper tycoon would be even more solid!

He didn't know what was going on, but no Mong Kok society boss had realized this layer of his identity.

Just looking at the powerful interaction formed by *Mong Kok News* and the film *Legend of the Northeast Hunter*, they should have known a thing or two; it could only be said that society scum were just society scum.

After safely sending Tangge to his residence, Wu Feng returned to the Tong Lau he had bought to rest.

This Tong Lau had seven floors in total, and the first floor had been opened up into a boxing gym layout.

Not only was there a boxing gym, but there were also various fitness equipment and a billiard room, serving as a place to cultivate the fighters under him and also a place for the underlings to vent their exuberant energy.

The second floor was also opened up, with Wu Feng's training room inside, and even a special training place installed with multiple high-pressure water guns, including a small medical room and a recuperation room.

The third floor was where the internal cafeteria and dormitory were located, and it had to be covered up and not publicized to the outside world.

It wasn't that he was careful, but after arriving in Hong Kong and running a newspaper, he keenly noticed that the Hong Kong British government was quite sensitive to practices related to ideology.

Many things he felt were taken for granted were quite eye-catching in Hong Kong.

For example, the dormitory matter was a good example; many factories didn't provide them, and you, a society member, actually provided dormitories for your underlings, and even had a public cafeteria—were you trying to learn that Mainland set?

The fourth floor could also be considered a dormitory, and the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors were Wu Feng's living space.

Even if he occupied three floors alone, the overall area wasn't large; if you added the rooftop, it was about 350 square meters. Wu Feng also needed enough private space.

At this time, the "Military Hard Qigong" he was practicing had already reached about 70% on the golden finger progress bar, which was quite amazing.

At the moment, Wu Feng looked quite fierce with bulging muscles. He was quite a bit behind those muscular gym hunks who specifically ate protein powder, but he was indeed a sturdy existence.

The wide casual clothes on his body were all stretched out, and his strength had further improved.

Not to mention anything else, just his strength had increased significantly.

Otherwise, how could he have suppressed Dongxing's Ben Shu's close-in underling with one hand so that he couldn't turn around?

Later, he heard that the guy was called A Bao, and he estimated that he was the villain in *Thirteen Sisters of Hong Hing*.

But Wu Feng knew that muscles that were too bulging weren't a good thing; on the contrary, they would hinder his flexibility and other qualities related to speed.

Privately, he had already started practicing the "Eight-Section Vajra Longevity Gong" he learned from later generations to regulate his physical state.

At least before he entered the door, he wouldn't easily pass on this body-regulating exercise.

In addition, he was also learning other martial arts methods, such as Sanda, Muay Thai, and other quick-success fighting techniques. The military fighting techniques he knew before were too direct, often causing injury or disability, and making progress wasn't an easy thing; naturally, he needed to master more combat techniques and means.

On the golden finger progress bar, the progress of military fighting techniques was still around 45%.

If he wanted to make progress, he estimated he would have to spend a lot of time practicing and also experience a lot of tempering of blood and fire.

Hong Kong's environment didn't allow him to use military fighting techniques in large quantities, but he didn't feel lost or anything.

In addition, he often practiced parkour on the rooftop to strengthen his physical agility training.

In short, his current strength was much stronger than when he first crossed over, and he could even fight with those gold-medal Red Poles of the society.

These were things even his confidant underlings didn't know.

They only knew that Wu Feng's strength was very strong, but as for how strong, they had no intuitive feeling.

After a good night's sleep, the next day just after going downstairs, he received another invitation, this one from the Cinema City film company, and he smiled, understanding in his heart.

At this time, the second film of the thriller series, *Legend of the Qinling Cat Demon*, had already been officially released on the Shuangnan Circuit, and the results were much better than the first film, *Legend of the Northeast Hunter*; clearly, it was aiming for a total box office of over 15 million.

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 39 =====