Chapter 267

「Xiao Feng, today is your and Little Mi's big happy day, don't mind it! 」

Tang Lianchen patted Lin Feng's shoulder and said.

Lin Feng smiled, "You know it!"

Ouyang Moli said, "These are all small things; everyone has endured them, don't take them to heart."

To everyone, this was merely a small interlude at the wedding banquet.

Between gangs, it's common to have incidents of venting anger and saving face.

In the afternoon, the bustling Tang Family Hall finally calmed down.

Besides a few families who had good relations with the Tang Family and stayed behind, all the other guests left.

Lin Feng hung out with a group of young people, chatting and laughing, seeming not to care at all about what happened at the wedding banquet.

Under Lin Feng's guidance, they talked about the Fusang Hall.

Although this is Chinatown, there are also many Japanese, forming a powerful force.

Ouyang Moli knew the details best, even revealing the Fusang Hall's background.

Under the Fusang Hall, many people actually serve as lackeys for the Japanese.

After the topic opened up, they began to talk about the conflicts between gangs.

Wang Yu present listened, dazed.

It felt like entering the old den of the Society People.

That's natural, the Tang Family also belongs to the Society People gang.

However, on the surface they are a merchant family.

Several years ago, families like the Tang Family had already cleaned up their act.

Or rather, on the surface they are already clean.

The Tang Family is involved in all kinds of underground businesses...

After dark, the remaining guests also left one after another.

Old Master Tang brought Lin Feng and Tang Mi to see the guests off at the gate.

When Ouyang Moli left, she whispered in Lin Feng's ear, "I don't smell bad now, do I?"

Lin Feng was stunned.

Tang Mi saw Ouyang Moli blowing air into her husband's ear, and her eyes widened.

Ouyang Moli provocatively glanced at Tang Mi, then turned and left.

Night.

Originally they were supposed to consummate the marriage.

But Lin Feng instead had Tang Mi drive him around Chinatown.

The security here is still quite good.

At least on the surface.

Tourists from all over the world gather here, making Chinatown's night very lively.

On the main street, most shops are restaurants, craft stores, and jewelry stores.

If you want more fun, you can walk to those narrow alleys.

Passing the gate of the Fusang Hall, Lin Feng glanced several times.

This hall has four floors, covers several acres, and like the Tang Family Hall's gate, the area around its gate is relatively clean.

The car quickly passed by and turned onto another street.

"Take off the socks on your legs."

After Lin Feng had Tang Mi stop the car, he said.

Tang Mi glanced at the pedestrians occasionally passing outside the window, and her expression became embarrassed.

San Francisco isn't cold, but Tang Mi's legs are wrapped in thin black silk.

"Hurry up!"

Lin Feng urged.

Tang Mi lifted her leg and slowly lowered the suspenders***.

After taking it, Lin Feng put Tang Mi's leg down, opened the car door and got out.

"What are you doing!"

Tang Mi looked at Lin Feng with a surprised face.

Lin Feng calmly said, "Go vent your anger! Park the car here and wait for me."

"Ah~"

Tang Mi's face showed shock.

She had already realized what Lin Feng wanted to do.

Lin Feng walked a few steps, then came back, with a solemn face saying, "Don't follow me; if you leave, I'll be done for later. Give me a moment."

After walking a few minutes, they arrived at the back of the Fusang Hall.

Lin Feng glanced around, then put Tang Mi's black silk over his head, used his fingers to poke two holes, exposing his two eyes.

Behind the hall is a kitchen entrance.

In the dim light, a panel van was parked at the entrance.

Two muscular American men in leather jackets were guarding the entrance, smoking.

Lin Feng drew the dagger from his waist and went around the side of the vehicle.

Immediately after, he took a step and lunged in front of the two.

He waved his hand.

Two burly men clutched their throats and fell to the ground.

Looking inside, four chefs and the truck driver were taking out vegetables, fruits, and other items from the produce boxes.

After Lin Feng entered, he closed the kitchen door and bolted it.

"Hello! Good evening, do you think my outfit looks like a space alien?"

Lin Feng laughed and spoke in English as he stepped forward.

What the *** is this?

Lin Feng raised his hand; 'bang bang' two strikes hit the Tàiyáng point of the driver and a cook.

The two collapsed to the ground.

The remaining three were about to shout when they saw Lin Feng raise his gun.

"Don't move, I'm just knocking you out."

Saying this, Lin Feng stepped forward and knocked the three unconscious with three blows.

After leaving the kitchen, he happened to meet the little mustached man in a white suit whom he had seen earlier that day.

The little mustached man saw Lin Feng, was momentarily stunned, then reached for his waist.

"Bang~"

Gunfire rang out.

A bullet hole appeared on the little mustached man's forehead.

Lin Feng stepped forward a few steps, took a gun from the little mustached man and tucked it into his waist.

There were also two magazines, which he stuffed into his pocket.

Lin Feng only brought one gun this time, the one Tang Lianchen gave him for self-defense when he came.

One gun and three magazines were obviously not enough.

"Bang, bang-bang!"

"Bang!"

Gunfire kept echoing inside the Fusang Club…… the gunfire grew denser.

Lin Feng first made his way to the main hall, took out the guards at the entrance, and then directly closed the Da Men.

At this moment his senses were fully activated.

His powerful vision and hearing meant that every subtle change around him was perceived by Lin Feng.

For example, in his eyes, everything before him looked like the slow-motion close-ups in a wildlife documentary, slowed down many times.

Moreover, with his hearing, he knew someone's position even before they arrived.

He killed his way from the first floor to the second floor.

Then the third floor…… fourth floor……

All along the way, people kept collapsing.

Even if it was a non-threatening woman, Lin Feng still gave her a shot.

Not killing them, but rendering them unable to move.

Finally, on the rooftop above the fourth floor, Lin Feng saw the mountain boss who had Tang Mi's alcohol splashed on him earlier that day.

"Don't come over! Don't come over……"

The mountain boss screamed in terror, continually backing away.

"Bang!"

Lin Feng pulled the trigger.

The mountain boss's corpse fell from the rooftop and hit the ground hard.

Lin Feng raised his wristwatch to check the time.

Less than six minutes had passed since he entered.

After dealing with the mountain boss, Lin Feng immediately returned to the first floor, retracing his steps.

Although there was a street between them, nearby shops played music and no gunfire could be heard.

But on the Fusang Club's side, suddenly many people came running over with panicked faces.

Nearby streets were in chaos, with police cars wailing as they approached.

As Tang Mi was worrying, she saw Lin Feng in a black overcoat jog over, open the car door, and get in.

"Where did you go?"

Tang Mi widened her eyes and asked.

Lin Feng chuckled and said, "I said I was going to vent for you! It's getting late, let's head back."

Tang Mi started the car with a puzzled expression.