Chapter 49: Revenge doesn't wait until tomorrow! (Seeking follows)

Wu Feng left Garden Street directly and headed straight for the headquarters' tuodi.

He only had six close underlings with him, with no other followers, yet he wasn't worried about his safety.

No one knew exactly what the two brothers had discussed in the office.

They only heard intense arguing and even more violent sounds of smashing.

If Wu Feng hadn't strictly warned the headquarters' underlings not to enter rashly before he went in, the boss's trusted aides would have likely broken down the door long ago.

Even so, Wu Feng's close underlings blocking the door and the thugs at the headquarters were in a tense standoff, looking like they could start fighting at any moment.

Just as the tension reached its peak, the tightly shut office door was opened.

With a loud 'Bang!', Wu Feng walked out with a livid expression and left with his close underlings without looking back; the air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Any Four-Nine at headquarters with a brain understood that something major had happened to Hong Yi.

And indeed, when the boss called his trusted aides in to clean up the office, the scene of utter chaos inside shocked everyone.

The desk, chairs, and the ornamental fish tank at the entrance were all smashed; only the Guan Gong statue remained intact.

The boss's face was gloomy, and none of the underlings who entered dared to make a sound.

On the other side, sitting in a van, Wu Feng felt quite calm.

In his ears, his cousin's unwilling roar seemed to linger: "I am the Hong Yi boss! How Hong Yi develops should be decided by me!"

"Ah Feng, although you don't really care about society affairs, your management ability is truly too strong!"

"Outside societies do give me face, but you know exactly what the situation is inside Hong Yi, Ah Feng!"

"Dongxing promised me the position of Mong Kok Hall Master, and I thought it was good, so I agreed!"

"If you don't want to join Dongxing, that's fine too. Let's just go our separate ways!"

There was neither disappointment nor anger on Wu Feng's face; reaching this point didn't exceed his expectations.

They were both adults; his cousin would have to be responsible for his own choices in the future.

In the headquarters' office, he hadn't hit anyone, only questioned him, leaving his cousin with a final shred of dignity.

Smashing the office was just a statement that he would not follow his cousin to defect to Dongxing!

His cousin, however, was somewhat desperate and even showed signs of being blinded by rage. In his anger, he actually took out the crucial society Sea Registry from the secret compartment of the Guan Gong statue.

Wu Feng didn't stand on ceremony and tore off his own page, as well as the pages of his three major underlings.

From then on, he had withdrawn from Hong Yi, and his cousin didn't dare to make it public.

The two brothers had ultimately parted ways due to differences in philosophy and interests; the once-thriving Hong Yi was about to fall apart, and he had long known this would happen.

After all, Wu Feng managed his territory and underlings according to modern corporate management philosophies.

As long as it could make money, the scale of the company would only grow larger.

But his cousin still operated according to the old ways of the society; the efficiency alone was not on the same level.

If the strength of Wu Feng's major underlings became greater than that of his cousin, the boss, Hong Yi would have to split, otherwise, a bloody conflict would erupt.

He just didn't expect to be backstabbed by Dongxing.

"How is the situation with Ben Shu of Dongxing over in Portland Street?"

Returning from his memories, Wu Feng spoke coldly, breaking the heavy atmosphere in the car: "This old guy really has some skills. It seems the vast Portland Street can no longer contain him!"

The close underlings in the car all breathed a sigh of relief; the previous atmosphere had been too oppressive and uncomfortable. The underling in the passenger seat hurriedly replied: "The underground boxing matches organized by Ben Shu of Dongxing can no longer continue!"

"Quite a few newspapers are keeping a close eye on him, and he can barely do anything!"

"The police station is also taking action; they will arrest him the moment he shows any slip-up!"

Wu Feng nodded with satisfaction; it seemed his previous arrangements were quite effective.

His newspaper reporters sold the news about the Portland Street underground boxing matches to those newspapers that had backing, or those that wanted to boost sales and weren't afraid of death, directly cutting off this source of income for Ben Shu.

The reporters, having tasted success, would naturally pursue him relentlessly and show no mercy.

In any case, Ben Shu of Dongxing was already being watched by the police, and he didn't dare to act rashly at this time.

Without the underground boxing matches to gather skilled fighters, the strength under Ben Shu of Dongxing quickly dissipated.

To maintain his status and power, the shady dealings he had originally hidden would naturally be exposed.

"That's not enough. This guy actually still has the energy to drag Hong Yi into the water!"

Wu Feng sneered: "We need to turn up the heat on this guy. Secretly spread the rumor that Dongxing's Luotuo is going to clean house, and Ben Shu is doomed!"

"Dongxing's business in Portland Street is about to collapse. I wonder which society will be able to take over!"

The close underlings in the car felt a chill run down their spines, and one by one, they felt cold inside and dared not speak.

"Also, send people to keep a close watch on Ben Shu and every move of his underling A Bao. It would be best if we could uncover the line for his secret pill trading!"

After giving the orders, he then said leisurely: "Since this guy dares to reach out to Hong Yi, he must pay a sufficiently painful price, otherwise he'll really think Hong Yi has no one left!"

Following Wu Feng's order, Ben Shu of Dongxing, who held sway in Portland Street, was in for a streak of bad luck.

His main source of income, the underground boxing matches, was suddenly cut off, and he was pestered by a group of reporters who weren't afraid of death.

Before he could even figure out who was behind it, rumors were flying in Portland Street, all specifically targeting him.

After hearing the content of the rumors, Ben Shu felt a chill spread throughout his body.

He was genuinely worried that the Dragon Head Luotuo would take the opportunity to finish him off!

And other societies had long been eyeing the pill business in his hands.

"Who is it? Which bastard did this?"

In private, Ben Shu was so angry he was jumping around, and he didn't know how many pieces of furniture met an unfortunate end.

But just as he feared, before he could come up with a countermeasure, his trusted aide A Bao suddenly disappeared.

It took three days to find him, and A Bao had already become a cold corpse.

The dense scars on his body and face were shocking; it was clear he had suffered inhuman torture before he died!

Immediately after, Ben Shu's secret pill trading upstream and downstream contacts frequently ran into trouble; they were either unreachable or suddenly stopped trading, as if they had been coerced by external forces.

When he was invited to 'drink tea' by the Mong Kok Police Station, he couldn't hold it together and almost went crazy.

This time, his losses were extremely heavy; he was afraid that even his coffin money would be significantly depleted.

After leaving the police station, he went straight to Yuen Long, Dongxing's lair in Hong Kong, under the protection of his underlings.

Ben Shu was truly terrified. While he was still being investigated at the police station, forces including Wo Shing, Shuifang, and other Dongxing factions were already impatiently starting to carve up his profit cake.

If he didn't run away in time, he feared for his life!

With his flight, his years of operation in Portland Street were also finished.

Recently, the number of his trusted aides who had been killed wasn't just A Bao; three of his four close aides were dead, which was enough to scare Ben Shu out of his wits.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 50 =====