Chapter 167: Framing

"Du Feng... you..." Feng Yang's eyes widened, and blood bubbled out of his mouth.

He was a sorcerer, and his evil arts were formidable; if he had been on guard, ten Du Fengs wouldn't have been able to touch a single hair on his head, but he never imagined that Du Feng would strike at him, and he had no time to summon his Protective Evil Spirit.

"You are nothing but a piece of trash. You said you were refining a Blood Fiend and Gathering Yin to Supplement Yang, and I sent people to find how many young girls for you to ruin? Now you've already attracted the attention of the police, yet in the end, you tell me you can't deal with Chen Yu?" Du Feng said coldly.

"Rest in peace. You are the only disciple of the elder Hongzhe; if I kill you and frame it on Chen Yu, Hongzhe will definitely seek revenge on Chen Yu." Du Feng pulled his hand back, and Fengyang Jushi collapsed to the ground.

Wiping the blood from his hands, Du Feng turned and walked out.

Outside the door, a Rolls-Royce Phantom had been waiting for a long time.

"Young Master Wei, it has been done according to your instructions." Du Feng bowed and said respectfully.

The car window rolled down, revealing the face of a young man, who chuckled: "Du Feng, you are very sensible. Rest assured, since I, He Wei, have returned from overseas, it is to take revenge."

"Back then, my grandfather was the best in Fengling, but his legs were crippled and he was driven out of Fengling. Now that I am back, I am going to take back everything that belongs to my He Family. You haven't gained much from following the Zhao Family all these years, have you? Follow me, and I guarantee you won't be disappointed."

"Many thanks, Young Master Wei. Fengling is being held in a chokehold by that old bastard Huang Si, and those of us have almost become proper businessmen. I have one condition: kill Chen Yu to avenge my nephew." Du Feng said through gritted teeth.

"Just a tiny Chen Yu, don't you worry. Within a week, I will take care of him for you." He Wei laughed heartily.

"Not just him, but everyone around him; I want them to wish they were dead." Du Feng said through gritted teeth.

"No problem, get in the car." He Wei smiled: "My Weiye Group has been lying dormant for so long, and it is finally about to appear before the public. Hehe, Fengling is going to change its sky from now on."

Du Feng got into the car, and the vehicle roared away.

Chen Yu followed the aura and rushed all the way there, but when he entered the villa, Fengyang Jushi had already been dead on the floor for quite some time.

Chen Yu looked at the wound on his back; it must have been caused by a sharp weapon, a single blade through the heart.

Although it was his first time seeing Feng Yang, the evil aura on this guy made Chen Yu basically certain of the connection between the Corpse Fiend and him.

Chen Yu couldn't figure out for a moment why this guy was killed, and he vaguely felt that this fellow had a connection to Du Feng, but he had no evidence for the time being; however, the current threat was considered neutralized.

He took out his phone and called Ren Zhenghao over; this kind of matter should be handled by the police.

"Hubby, where did you go? Why am I at the police station?" When Chen Yu went to pick up Ye Xinyu, she had already woken up.

"There was a bit of a situation on the road, and I couldn't call for rescue, so I called the police. It's okay, wifey, let's go back first." Chen Yu casually made up an excuse and took Ye Xinyu back.

The next day, Zou Dalong hurriedly arranged to meet Chen Yu at the Jiye Club.

"President Chen, that brat Du Feng is getting restless." Zou Dalong said.

"Oh? How is he getting restless?" Chen Yu asked.

"He has been frequently reaching his hands into my territory, and last night he already smashed a few of my venues. He must have found a new backer and wants to stir up trouble." Zou Dalong said: "A person named He Wei has arrived in Fengling."

"Who is He Wei?" Chen Yu frowned.

"He Wei is quite active in the Golden Triangle area. On the surface, this person is a businessman, but in fact, he controls one-fifth of the drug trade in the Golden Triangle, and he has very good relations with some extremely vicious drug lords abroad."

"Now he has come to Fengling to acquire many nightclubs, set up a company, and gather some thugs; this is clearly to stir up trouble." Zou Dalong said: "Du Feng is currently very close to him, and I am worried..."

"This is indeed a problem." Chen Yu frowned and said: "Be careful lately, and bring more people with you whenever you go anywhere."

"Yes, I just wanted to remind President Chen to be careful; after all, the cause of Du Feng's nephew's death has something to do with you." Zou Dalong said.

"I will keep that in mind." Chen Yu nodded.

"President Chen, President Zou, someone has come to stir up trouble." As the door opened, Yu Fan walked in hurriedly.

"Yu Fan, stop calling me President this and President that. Old classmate, I'm not used to you calling me that." Chen Yu laughed.

"I'll call you by your name in private, but in this setting, I should still call you President Chen." Yu Fan smiled.

He was now working as a manager at the Jiye Club. He had good ability; if it weren't for his father and wife falling seriously ill one after another, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state delivering packages.

"Who came to stir up trouble?" Zou Dalong asked.

"Chen Feng." Yu Fan said: "Du Feng's subordinate."

"That bastard is here to cause trouble?" Zou Dalong was furious, grabbed a machete, and headed out.

In a private room, a man was sitting there with several subordinates, a young waiter was lying on the ground covered in blood, and a girl was forced to kneel on the ground trembling.

This man was Du Feng's top subordinate, Chen Feng, a guy who could fight and scrap.

"Chen Feng, what do you want, you bastard?" Zou Dalong arrived with a knife in hand.

"I don't want anything? I'm just here to spend money. Zou Dalong, Jiye used to belong to President Du. President Du managed it so well—the girls were pretty, the service was good; you told her to kneel and she'd kneel, you told her to lie down and she'd lie down, serving the guests comfortably." Chen Feng puffed on a cigar.

He blew a smoke ring and said: "But look at what it's become now? I just asked this woman to strip naked and dance, but she actually refused."

"And this waiter of yours, keeps saying that you only provide drinks here and don't offer other services? I'm teaching him a lesson, that's not too much, is it?" Chen Feng sneered.

"Jiye has nothing to do with you anymore, Chen Feng. Are you trying to break the rules?" Zou Dalong sneered.

"Rules? You tell me what the rules are. Who set the rules here? You?" Chen Feng laughed.

"Sorry, I'm the one who sets the rules here now." Chen Yu walked in.

"Did Du Feng send you?" Chen Yu walked into the room.

"I'm a guest now; you wouldn't kick a guest out, would you?" Chen Feng sneered.

"Of course not. Jiye is open for business, but our Jiye has our own rules." Chen Yu helped the kneeling girl up: "Everyone who works at Jiye is my employee. You hurt my people and insulted my people; do you think I would welcome you?"

"Did I tell you to get up?" Chen Feng glanced at the girl with slanted eyes.

The girl's hands shook, and she quickly knelt back on the ground, trembling as she said, "President Chen, I'm just a worker, please let me go."