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Chapter 49: Revenge Never Waits! (Please Read)

Wu Feng left Huayuan Street and headed straight for the headquarters.

He was only surrounded by six close associates, and no more followers, so he was not worried about safety.

No one knows what the two brothers said in the office.

All I could hear was a fierce quarrel and even more violent sounds of smashing and looting.

If Wu Feng had not sternly warned his subordinates at the headquarters not to enter rashly before entering, I'm afraid that one of the boss's trusted subordinates would have broken in long ago.

Even so, Wu Feng's close subordinates who were blocking the door were in a tense standoff with the men at the headquarters, looking like they could start a fight at any time.

As the atmosphere became increasingly tense, the office door, which had been tightly closed, was opened.

There was a loud bang, and Wu Feng walked out with a dark face, leaving with his close followers without looking back. At this moment, the air seemed to be stagnant.

Anyone with a bit of common sense in the headquarters would understand that something big had happened to Hongyi.

This was indeed the case. When the boss called his trusted subordinates to clean up the office, everyone was shocked by the mess inside.

The office desks, chairs, and the fish tank at the door were all smashed to pieces, only the statue of Guan Gong remained intact.

The boss had a gloomy expression on his face, and none of his younger brothers dared to make a sound when they entered the room.

On the other side, Wu Feng, who was sitting in the van, was in a very calm mood.

I could still hear my cousin's unwilling roar: "I am the boss of Hongyi. I have the final say on how Hongyi develops!"

"Ah Feng, although you don't pay much attention to the club's affairs, your management ability is really strong!"

"The outside community does give me face, but you know what's going on inside Hongyi, Afeng!"

"Dongxing offered me the position of the head of the Mong Kok Hall. I thought it was a good position, so I agreed!"

"A Feng, it's fine if you don't want to join Dongxing. Let's go our separate ways!"

There was no disappointment or anger on Wu Feng's face. After all, it was not unexpected for him to have come to this point.

We are all adults now, and my cousin must be responsible for his own choices in the future!

In the headquarters' office, he did not hit anyone but just questioned them, leaving his cousin with a last bit of dignity.

Smashing the office was just a statement. He would not follow his cousin to join Dongxing!

My cousin, however, was furious, even furious. In his rage, he actually pulled the crucial club's underwater directory from the secret compartment of the Guan Gong statue.

Wu Feng didn't hesitate and tore off his own page and the pages of his three subordinates.

Since then, he has withdrawn from Hongyi, and his cousin did not dare to make it public.

The two brothers eventually parted ways because of their ideals and interests. Hongyi, which was originally thriving, was about to fall apart. He had known this would happen.

After all, Wu Feng manages his territory and his subordinates according to the business philosophy of Modern Company.

As long as it can make money, the company will only get bigger.

My cousin, however, still operates according to the old ways of the society, and his efficiency alone is not on the same level.

If the strength of Wu Feng's subordinates is stronger than that of his cousin, the leader, Hong Yi will have to score even if he doesn't want to, otherwise a bloody conflict will break out.

I just didn't expect that my home would be stolen by Dongxing.

"Over at Bowl Street, how's Uncle Ben from the East Star doing?"

Coming back to his senses from his memories, Wu Feng spoke in a cold voice, breaking the dull atmosphere in the car: "This old guy is really capable. It seems that the huge Bowl Street can no longer accommodate him!"

The close associates in the car all breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere before was too depressing and uncomfortable. The one sitting in the passenger seat hurriedly replied: "The underground boxing match organized by Uncle Ben of Dongxing can no longer be held!" "There are many newspapers keeping a close eye on him, and there is almost nothing they can do!"

"The police station is also taking action. If Uncle Ben reveals his true identity, arrest him immediately!"

Wu Feng nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that the previous arrangements were quite effective.

His newspaper reporters sold the news of the underground boxing match on Bowl Lane to those newspapers with connections or those who were desperate to increase sales, directly cutting off Uncle Ben's source of income.

The reporters who have tasted the sweetness will naturally pursue the case relentlessly and will not be polite at all.

Anyway, Uncle Ben from Dongxing has been targeted by the police at this time, so he dare not act rashly.

Without the underground boxing matches to gather the capable fighters, the strength of Uncle Ben from Dongxing was rapidly lost.

In order to maintain one's own status and power, activities that were originally hidden in the dark will naturally be exposed.

"That's not enough, this guy actually has the energy to drag Hong Yi into the water!"

Wu Feng sneered and said, "We need to give this guy a hard time. We need to spread rumors secretly that the East Star Camel is going to clean up the house and that Uncle Ben will be doomed!"

"East Star's business on Bowl Lane is about to collapse, and I don't know which organization can take over!"

The close brothers in the car felt a chill rushing over their heads, and they were so cold in their hearts that they dared not say a word.

"Also, send someone to keep a close eye on Uncle Ben and his subordinate, Abao. It would be best if we could find out who's secretly buying and selling pills!"

After giving the order, he said leisurely, "Since this guy dared to reach out to Hongyi, he must pay a heavy price. Otherwise, he really thinks Hongyi is hopeless!"

With Wu Feng's order, Uncle Ben from Dongxing, who was in charge of Bolan Street, was in big trouble.

The underground boxing match, which was a source of income, was suddenly cut off and was entangled by a group of fearless reporters.

Before he could figure out who did it, rumors started spreading again on Bowl Lane, specifically targeting him.

After hearing the rumor, Uncle Ben felt a chill run through his body.

He was really worried that the dragon-headed camel would take the opportunity to kill him!
There are also other societies that have been eyeing his pill business for a long time.

"Who, which bastard did this?"

Privately, Uncle Ben was furious, not knowing how much furniture had suffered misfortune.

But what he feared came true. Before he could come up with a solution, his trusted subordinate Abao suddenly disappeared.

When he was found again, three days had passed and Abao had turned into a cold corpse.

The dense scars on his body and face were shocking, and it was obvious that he had suffered inhuman torture before his death!

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Ben's private purchase and sale of pills with his superiors and subordinates frequently encountered problems. Either they could not be contacted or transactions suddenly stopped, as if they were under external coercion.

When he was invited to have tea at the Mong Kok Police Station, he was so overwhelmed that he almost went crazy.

This time, his losses were extremely heavy, and he was afraid that even the money for his coffin would be lost.

After leaving the police station, I immediately went to Yuen Long, the base of Tung Sing in Hong Kong Island, under the protection of my younger brother.

Uncle Ben was really scared. When he was still under investigation at the police station, the forces including Liansheng, Shuifang and other factions in Dongxing could not wait to start dividing up his profit pie.

If I don’t run away in time, my life will be in danger!

When he ran away, his many years of business on Bowl Lane also came to an end.

In recent times, the number of his trusted brothers who died was not just Abao. Three of his four close combat men died, which was enough to scare this uncle to death.

(End of this chapter)