A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

The nine deputy hall masters, including Fourth Brother, Anan, Pretty Girl, Stone, Old Knife, Bald Head, Pig Oil Boy, Cannon Chang, and He Guantian, all received orders from Gu Feng to go to Paramount for an informal meeting.

Gu Feng originally planned to hold the meeting at home, but when he returned home and saw that there was another woman in the house, he realized that he had already tricked Fan Yun into coming home.

This woman was quite capable; in just one day, she installed nearly ten cameras around Gu Feng's house and even set up an electric fence on the courtyard wall, completely arming Gu Feng's house. Anyone who didn't know better would think that some kind of nationally protected person lived there.

Because of Fan Yun's special status, Gu Feng felt it was better to distinguish the He family from the Ding family.

After all, one is black and the other is white. If they were mixed together, it wouldn't look very good. If word got out, people would think that the underworld and the legitimate world were having a party at his house.

When Paramount's General Manager Qi Bingqing received Gu Feng's call and learned that he was going to have a meeting here, he had booked a VIP private room for him well in advance, prepared drinks, and even arranged for beautiful women.

Men are just playing around, she's easygoing about it.

If it's true that behind every successful man there are a lot of women, she would absolutely not mind being one of them.

This mindset can be described as remarkably insightful.

That night!

Fourth Brother, Anan, Pretty Girl, Stone, Old Knife, Bald Head, Pig Oil Boy, Big Cannon Chang, He Guantian, and others were all present.

These were all his henchmen, commanding thousands of men, but Gu Feng was only really familiar with Fourth Brother. He had been dealing with this guy almost as soon as he arrived in Shenzhen, so he knew Fourth Brother's character and personality quite well.

Another person he valued was Baldy. Besides being the deputy leader, Baldy had another, less-known identity—Gu Feng's brother-in-law.

However, this kind of identity is best left unsaid and can't be brought up openly, otherwise it will look bad for everyone.

The Yi-Ho Gang and the Hui-Lung Society have always been mortal enemies, with constant friction and disputes over the years. However, in terms of a truly substantial confrontation, this is only the second time in the past ten years.

The first time, Mad Dog, a powerful branch leader of the Huilong Society, led his men into the pass as the vanguard, but he was captured by Ding Lisheng and slaughtered in one fell swoop. It was a miserable experience.

Everyone is waiting to see what the outcome will be this time.

Whether the Yihe Gang will continue its triumphant advance or the Huilong Society will turn the tide, no one knows for sure.

The nine deputy hall masters were all tested and selected, but Gu Feng did not fully trust them. Although the battle was not large at the beginning, he did not reveal his entire battle plan. He didn't say anything at all, and just ate, drank and had fun with his subordinates.

Only when the music ended and everyone had left did he give each of the nine people an envelope.

The envelope contained details of their respective tasks. Gu Feng also repeatedly emphasized that the deputy hall masters were not to communicate with each other; they only needed to do their best in their assigned duties!

What's this tactic called? It's called single-line communication. Everyone does their own thing, and no one asks anyone else anything. Even if there's a mole, it won't cause any big trouble.

After the deputy hall master left, Qi Bingqing appeared in the private room, her fragrant and sexy body gently nestled into Gu Feng's arms.

"Young Master Feng, have you had too much to drink?" Qi Bingqing asked softly.

"No!" Gu Feng shook his head.

"So, are you staying here tonight?" Qi Bingqing asked again.

"I'm afraid that won't work!" Gu Feng said with a troubled expression.

"Oh!" Qi Bingqing responded, a hint of disappointment in her voice. However, from the day she became Gu Feng's woman, she had mentally prepared herself for hardship and loneliness. But she was content with things as they were now, because Gu Feng would come over every few days. Thinking of this, she brushed away her gloom and smiled, saying, "Then shall I sing you a song?"

"Okay!" Gu Feng nodded.

Qi Bingqing stood up from his arms and walked to the song selection station to choose a song. Before long, a mesmerizing melody filled Gu Feng's ears.

Qi Bingqing, microphone in hand, stood before Gu Feng, a gentle smile on her face. She swayed her slender waist lightly to the music, her movements as graceful as a willow in the breeze. Her hands were delicate, her skin smooth as jade, her teeth like melon seeds—she was lively, alluring, and seemed like a fairy descended to earth.

"When you told me with tears in your eyes that this was the last time you would see me, I fell silent!"

"Am I destined to drift in the sea of ​​love, or is this world just too indifferent? I look to the heavens, to the earth, and to the outcome!"

"Who exactly made the mistake—"

"It's all because of love. It torments me every time. The promises she made to me were also given to me, and the ending is heartbreaking."

"It's all love's fault, locking away my lonely heart. I can't escape my past life anymore, and I slowly pass the night in darkness..."

Her voice was heavenly, with a beautiful timbre, as if whispering in the distance. Her singing was melodious and moving, like a clear spring seeping into the heart, bringing a sense of peace to the soul in this bustling city.

The singing was so beautiful and melodious that Gu Feng couldn't help but feel refreshed and couldn't take his eyes off her.

Her charming face, with its shyly closed eyes and lightly pursed lips, seemed to possess an irresistible allure.

The singing was like the deepest call from the heart, captivating and enchanting the listener.

When the song ended, Gu Feng stared at Qi Bingqing in disbelief, even forgetting to clap.

"What's wrong? Did you sing terribly?" Qi Bingqing blushed and asked Gu Feng, who was in a daze.

"No, it's just so beautiful! It's the most wonderful and beautiful singing I've ever heard!" Gu Feng stepped forward and gently embraced her. "Your singing is even better than those professional singers on the stage downstairs! Looks like we don't need to hire anyone anymore; you can just go up there and sing!"

"Hehe, no one else is qualified to listen to me sing, I only sing for you!" Qi Bingqing lay on his chest, her hands around his waist, swaying gently to the random soft music.

At this moment, the atmosphere was romantic and beautiful, silence speaking volumes. Even Gu Feng, an ancient person who didn't know much about romance, could sense its beauty...

It was already late at night when we left Paramount.

Gu Feng drove home to find his Spyker C8 completely mangled and beyond repair.

Seeing over ten million yuan turned into a pile of scrap metal, his heart ached terribly.

Although Ding Hanhan said the insurance company would compensate him, he still felt very uncomfortable, as if a piece of his flesh had been cut off.

Now, he can only make do with driving Su Man'er's low-spec Cadillac.

Although this car is decent, it won't be able to be driven when Su Man'er comes back, otherwise it will affect her travel. Looks like I'll have to buy a new car!

When I got home, I drove the car into the yard and was surprised to find that in addition to Shi Yurou's Aston Martin, there was also a silver sports car.

With its unique and novel design, this convertible two-seater features an arrow-shaped hood that extends rearward, along with enlarged wheel arches on both sides, and two large searchlight headlights positioned under a flat glass cover!

The entire car was gleaming silver, very pleasing to the eye. Looking closer, Gu Feng felt he'd seen the car's logo somewhere before!

Yes, in Ding Hanhan's garage, there seems to be a Porsche. But Ding Hanhan's car is clearly different from this one!

Is this Fan Yun's car? Hmm, not bad. She's beautiful and her car is gorgeous. Everyone loves her and her car is a hit with her! Gu Feng thought, resting his chin on his hand as he looked at the Porsche.

Just then, his phone rang. He took it out and saw that the caller ID showed Li Xiaolan's number.

"Hello, senior brother!" Gu Feng answered the phone. No matter what role Li Xiaolan played in the Yihe Gang now, in his heart, Li Xiaolan would always be his senior brother.

"Haha, Young Master Feng still remembers his senior brother!" Li Xiaolan joked over the phone.

"How could I not remember!" Gu Feng laughed.

"Where are you now?" Li Xiaolan asked.

"I just got home!"

"Then hurry up and come out! I'll be at your doorstep soon!"

"Uh? So late, is something wrong?"

"The young lady asked me to deliver something to you!"

"Okay, I'll be right out!"

Gu Feng went out and opened the door. A short while later, he saw Li Xiaolan driving a glittering gold sports car into the intersection, followed by a black minivan.