[Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 19

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Chapter Thirty of the Forced Invasion: The Boss of the Henan Gang

"Do you know who I am?" Lan Yan's expression was sinister and terrifying. He dared not act rashly; this man was highly skilled, and he was no match for him. His underlings hadn't entered either, so they must have been ambushed. Weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain before speaking. Please remember,

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Lan Yan, the crippled boss of the Henan Gang!" Xiao Chong's smile remained unchanged.

"Since you know it's me, you still dare to act as a scaffolder. Don't you know what the consequences will be?" Lan Yan's eyes flashed with a vicious light.

"If I'm not mistaken, the consequences of acting as a scaffolder will be the demolition of my shop, crippling me, and selling my woman to prostitutes on Holland Street!" Xiao Chong pretended to be terrified, but his eyes treated him as if he were nothing.

"Since you knew, why did you ask for trouble?"

"Hehe, maybe I've been eating too many sweets lately, so I need something bitter to eat!"

"You~~~" Just as Lan Yan was about to explode, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, ignored Xiao Chong, and quickly answered, asking, "Is everything going smoothly? Keep that woman for me, I want to have some fun!"

"..."

"What? You've been ambushed? More than 800 people, only a little over 100 left? Are you all useless?"

"..."

"You're all cowards! Stop babbling, I'll talk to you when I get back!" Lan Yan angrily hung up the phone.

Xiao Chong, of course, knew what they were talking about, so he said to Lan Yan with understanding, "It seems something bad happened at your home. Please remember that I'll let you off this time, but let me tell you, this isn't over. If I don't beat you to a pulp, leaving you neither human nor ghost, I'm not the person in charge of Longxing!"

"Oh ho? You stole my line, huh? Fine, we'll see. I'll see how capable you are, a mere Longxin Clinician, and see who kills whom first!" Lan Yan said as she walked out the door. Seeing her underlings sprawled on the chairs, seemingly fast asleep, she was furious. She rushed over and started punching and kicking them, but unfortunately, they were sleeping too soundly to wake up!

In fact, even if she beat them to death, it would be difficult to wake them up. Besides healing, Xiao Chong's ancestral needles were primarily used to render people unconscious. If the needles weren't removed, they would remain in a perpetual coma.

"Haha, you'd better kill them. Bringing such cowards out will only make you look bad!" Seeing this, Xiao Chong went over and removed the silver needles from their bodies one by one. Only then did the group of underlings start crying for their parents.

"Fine, you're ruthless. I just hope you can stay this ruthless, otherwise you'll die a horrible death!" Lan Yan said hatefully.

"Haha, you'll die before me. You're much older than me!" Xiao Chong retorted with a laugh.

Lan Yan and her underlings rolled out of Longxin Clinic in a sorry state. Nai Mei secretly asked Xiao Chong, "Why didn't you finish him off now? Letting him go is like releasing a tiger back into the mountains, with endless troubles in the future!"

"Hehe, Nai Mei, you don't understand. Do you think I didn't want to deal with him on the spot? Do you think I'm so easy to bully? Do you think I'd let him live after doing something like this on my turf? But, have you thought about the consequences?" Xiao Chong asked.

"What consequences? The consequences he mentioned?" Nai Mei asked.

"Tch, you're ruthless enough, but you're just as brainless as them. Think about it, we're doing legitimate business. If we cause trouble here, do you think we can escape responsibility if the authorities investigate? That's why I'm letting him live a few more hours for now!" Xiao Chong said helplessly.

"You really are the person in charge of Longxing!" Although Lan Yan didn't understand the implication in Xiao Chong's words, she did.

"I've always been the person in charge of Longxin, didn't you already know that?" Xiao Chong said with a smile.

"I'm not referring to this Longxin, I'm referring to that Longxing!" Nami asked.

"How many Longxins are there? I don't know!" Xiao Chong always managed to play dumb at the right time, which was quite astute!

"..."

Yang San went to Sanjia Village to pretend to be the village chief and party secretary, while Zhu Zi's mission was to find out the background of the general manager of the Guangcheng Zhenxing Group's branch company. Their missions started at the same time.

Zhu Zi's investigation revealed the following details about the general manager: Lan Min, male, without parents or siblings, 32 years old, unmarried, graduated from the Department of Economics and Management at North China University, joined Zhenxing Pharmaceutical at the age of 24, and worked his way up from a lowly clerk to section chief, then director, then department manager, and finally branch manager over nine years—a truly hard-earned path. He

earns an annual salary of 250,000 yuan, lives in Unit 4, Building B, Yijing Villa, and owns a Honda. He works from 9 am to 5 pm every day, eats lunch at the company, and leaves at 9 pm. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, he goes to the "Girlfriend Never Sleeps City" sauna for massages. On Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, he plays mahjong with other company executives. On Saturdays, he attends private parties, partying all night until dawn, and rests at home on Sundays.

Zhu Zi reported this information to Shuang Xi, but Shuang Xi was not satisfied and urged him to investigate further, relentlessly, to uncover his hidden secrets.

Zhu Zi was in a dilemma; further investigation would require him to disguise himself as glass and enter Lan Min's rectum to discover his secrets! However, given the instructions, Zhu Zi reluctantly ventured deeper.

The waiters at "Girlfriend Never Sleeps City" were notoriously picky; they'd frown if the tip wasn't enough.

The hostesses were even more materialistic, ignoring anyone who wasn't generous.

Although Zhu Zi was a womanizer, he wasn't a big spender, so he could only look for people with modest demands. He found Amu, a cleaner at the Girlfriend's Foot Massage Parlor. Amu's demands were incredibly low. Zhu Zi treated him to a plate of stir-fried rice noodles and a beer at a roadside stall, and Amu swore he'd share both good and bad times. When Zhu Zi gave him five Red Bulls, he agreed to anything, no matter what Zhu Zi asked him to do.

Zhu Zi wasn't that heartless; he just asked him to put a few small items in the places where Lan Min frequented. For Amu, who was responsible for cleaning the entire place, this was as easy as licking his nose clean.

Zhu Zi didn't know if it was Monday, Wednesday, or Friday; he only knew that a new situation had been discovered that day. Lan Min was having a private chat with someone in a private room.

"

How's everything been lately?" Lan Min asked.

"Nothing's going well, even my little guy is injured," the man complained.

"What happened? When did you get injured? Is it serious?" Lan Min seemed very concerned about this man.

"It's not too serious, but it hurt for a few days!"

"Who hurt you?"

"Do you remember that little girl next door?"

"Really? You still can't forget her?"

"How could I forget? When she was five, I peeked at her taking a bath and knew she'd have a great figure. When she was six, she called me 'Brother Lanmin' in a sweet, coquettish voice, and I knew her moans in bed would be captivating. When she was seven, she occasionally smiled at me, and I knew she'd grow up to be a beauty. So I swore I'd marry no one but her!"

"Damn, you actually believed that?" "Even

pearls aren't that real. She's so beautiful now!"

"You did this to her!"

"Because of her, but not her! By the way, you know a thing or two about hygiene. Can you help me figure out if we can get her brother out? He got arrested for buying fake medicine!"

"I'll think of something. So who did this to you?"

“That bastard doctor from Longxin Clinic. ***, once I finish these things, I’ll skin him alive!”

“Longxin Clinic? Ouyang Chong?”

“Yes, you know him?”

“Brother, I advise you not to mess with him!”

“Why?”

“This guy’s background is unusual. Do you know about Lei Gouzi’s death in the front row?”

“Yes, I even attended his funeral. Did Ouyang Chong kidnap and kill him?”

“I’m not sure if he killed him, but his death is definitely related to him!”

“How do you know?”

“Of course I know. Ouyang Chong’s junior brother, that guy named Shuangxi, came to ask me about Lei Gouzi the morning before the incident. They also had a grudge before. I saw it all with my own eyes!” Lanmin then recounted the scene of the conflict between Shuangxi Xiaochong and Gouzi Xiaozhi that day, as well as Shuangxi’s subsequent inquiries. Please remember

, "Ah, impossible! Shuangxi is now the head of Zhonghoutang, and according to our spies, he was responsible for the heavy losses I suffered during the raid on Zhonghetang a few days ago. He's also Lei Sanba's nephew, Lei Gouzi's cousin!"

"Nephew? That's all a lie! If Shuangxi and Lei Gouzi were really cousins, why didn't they recognize each other when they clashed? It was a play within a play in a series of schemes! As soon as Lei Gouzi disappeared that night, I knew it was this guy!" "

Damn, that's too ruthless! Killing someone, taking their property, and then having them mourn? This guy is far more terrifying than me! By the way, since you knew it was him, why didn't you tell Lei Sanba? Didn't you always have some connection with him?"

"Friendship? I've been friends with his ancestors for eighteen generations! I went through so much trouble to smuggle these heart medications back, and not only did he not say thank you, he never paid for them. And judging by his attitude, he's got his hands on me and isn't planning on giving them to me—over 600,000 yuan! Damn his ancestors! Why was I so kind as to tell him? I wished he and his son were both dead, haha, and they really are! Truly, the wicked always have the wicked to punish them!"

"Why didn't you tell me sooner! If you had told me earlier, I would have collected this debt for you."

"No outsiders know we're brothers, and you know I don't want anyone to know either! It's not good for either of us! Besides, your influence isn't as great as his!"

"Yeah, you don't want anyone to know. You have a lot of face, don't you? You're afraid people will know that the general manager of Zhenxing has a gangster brother, which will lower your status! I know you; you're afraid I'll affect your future!"

"That's not how it works! This is for your own good and mine!"

"You're just selfish. You used me by any means necessary to get me to collect protection money to pay for your college education! But after you got out, did you ever act like an older brother for even a day? I'm always the one helping you; you've never helped me even once!"

"You're more capable than me; do you need my help? Brothers don't necessarily have to help each other; we just need to understand each other!"

"That's easy for you to say. When I was locked in a cage, someone said they could get me out of three years in prison for 200,000 yuan. Why didn't you give it to them?"

"How would I know if that person was telling the truth? I only make a little over 200,000 yuan a year. If I gave it to you, what would I eat?"

"Hmph, you're just selfish and self-serving. You've only ever treated me as a sworn brother, never a true brother. You think I don't know that although your annual salary is 250,000 yuan, your illicit income is at least a million yuan a year. Yet you'd rather spend 200,000 yuan on a virgin than save me!"

"How did you know?"

"I know a lot of things. You falsified accounts, embezzled public funds, claimed to have disposed of expired drugs as scrap while secretly repackaging them for huge profits, drugged and raped a female subordinate and then pushed her off the roof of Zhenxing Building claiming it was suicide, and you even ran someone over on Dunzilin Road—I know it all! I just didn't want to talk about it!"

"You… alright, alright, it was my fault, I won't say anything more, okay? Let's not talk about this anymore, let's have a drink!"

"I didn't want to talk about it either, it hurts our feelings. You may have been unkind to me, but I won't be unjust to you. After all, we're brothers, brothers for life!"

"Alright, remember to keep the Longxin Clinic matter a secret. For my sake, it's best not to provoke him. Ouyang Chong is Zhenxing's future successor. Although I know all this, for the sake of my hard-earned position, I can only pretend not to hear! Besides, he seems to think highly of me; maybe after he takes over, I can become the general manager of the head office!"

"This... I can overlook the kick he gave me, but do you think he'll let me off easy? He's already threatened to make me look like a monster!"

"Then, what should we do? You should quickly take all the money and run away!"

"Damn it, are you still my brother? Are you still my sworn brother? You're telling me to run away for your own sake?"

"I... no, you misunderstood. I'm afraid you can't beat him! He and that Shuangxi are both extremely treacherous people."

"Tch, stop explaining! Drink up. You don't need to worry about my affairs. Anyway, I will never implicate you!"

"..."

Zhu Zi was shocked when he heard this inside story and quickly reported it to Shuangxi. Shuangxi knew that this was no small matter and immediately called Xiao Chong to discuss it.

Xiao Chong asked Shuangxi, "What did you say to Lei Gouzi when you went to Zhenxing to ask about his situation that day?"

Shuangxi said, "I didn't say anything. I just said that you might take over Zhenxing!"

"Hehe, so that's how it is! Lan Min has more potential than Lan Yan. It's just a pity!" Xiao Chong sighed.

"Yeah, I feel the same way!" Shuangxi felt the same way.

"So, do you know what to do?" Xiaochong asked.

"Yes, shut them all up!" Shuangxi said.

"Junior brother has improved again. It seems I can completely let go soon! But this time I'll play a role. ***Lanyan is harassing and bullying women on my turf. He really treats me like I'm invisible!"

"Okay, I'll go prepare right away!"

"..."

Chapter Thirty-Two of the Forced Invasion: Shuangxi Shows Off His Power Again.

Xiaochong felt that Lanyan was very similar to him, affectionate towards women and loyal to his brothers. Although they were essentially the same, Xiaochong was a genius, while Lanyan was a complete idiot!

Lan Yan had been in love with Wu Yuexin since childhood, but his pursuit of her was perceived as lewd by her, not only failing to win her favor but also generating deep-seated disgust in her. He was loyal to his brothers, but his blind obedience led his brother to use him as a tool. And when this tool lost its value and became a stumbling block, no one could predict what his equally ruthless brother would do to him. But Xiao Chong, with his profound understanding of human nature, knew this perfectly well.

In Xiao Chong's eyes, both brothers were invaluable talents, one ruthless, the other cunning. But Xiao Chong also understood that neither of them could be kept alive. Keeping them would only bring trouble. He always trusted those he employed, and those he didn't trust, he wouldn't use. Those who couldn't be used had only one fate: death!

Although he admired Lan Yan's character and conduct, the age-old principle that two tigers cannot share the same mountain remained unchanged. Lan Yan, being essentially the same as him, couldn't be controlled by him, because he himself was someone who couldn't be controlled by others. Therefore, Lan Yan had to die!

Lanmin is quite good; Xiao Chong has always thought so. He's a talented and ambitious man, but unfortunately, he's been on the path of malice for too long, and Xiao Chong can't simply pull him back! Since neither of these two brothers can be used by him, they must die. Otherwise, keeping two troublemakers around will keep Xiao Chong up at night!

After Shuangxi hung up Xiao Chong's call, he didn't dare delay for a moment. While taking out the JQ sniper rifle from the cabinet, he kept giving orders over the phone. Then he put the sniper rifle in the electric guitar case, slung it over his shoulder, and immediately went out.

Now it's already... Although Shuangxi, the leader of the Loyal Hall of He Tang, lost his latest Hyundai sports car from South Korea, he now owns a more luxurious black French bullet-shaped sports car. Comfortable in his car and wealthy in his life, he commands great respect and is quite satisfied with his current lifestyle.

However, human desires are never satisfied. His goal is not merely to be a minor leader in a gang, but to rule the Guangcheng underworld and become a king above all others. Everything he does now may seem like he's working like a slave for Xiao Chong, but he knows it's not. Xiao Chong has no interest in the underworld; his world is the operating table. From the unspoken helplessness in Xiao Chong's demeanor whenever he participated in gang activities or issued orders, Shuangxi could deeply sense it.

Xiao Chong disliked the underworld, absolutely disliked it; everything he did was for revenge. Once he achieved his revenge, he would let go and soar freely.

Shuangxi knew that everything he was doing now was for himself, not for others! Therefore, every time he took action, he was like a tiger descending the mountain, a leopard unleashed from its cage—fierce, ruthless, decisive, and precise. Once his prey was caught, death was its only fate. The

sports car drove to Dongbu. On the expressway, just as Shuangxi was about to reach his destination, a police checkpoint sign appeared ahead. It was too late for Shuangxi to turn around. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and face

the road. Charging through the checkpoint was reckless, and the brave and resourceful Shuangxi wasn't a brute. Like Xiao Chong, his favorite pastime was outsmarting and outmaneuvering. A traffic officer signaled Shuangxi to pull over, then approached him, saluted, and with a grumpy face and official tone, said, "Turn off the car, keys, ID, driver's license, vehicle registration, insurance, road tax!" He looked as if Shuangxi owed him money from a past life and still hadn't paid it back.

"Good day, officer! Thank you for your hard work, officer!" Shuangxi said with a forced smile, handing over the documents. In his heart, he wondered if the young traffic officer was heartbroken or if someone in his family had died. His face was so sour, like a piece of pickled vegetable left to rot in the wind! "

Do you even need to tell me that? I've been working so hard, everyone on the street can see me. I still don't know where I'm having dinner!" After carefully checking Shuangxi's documents and finding nothing wrong, the traffic policeman said again, "Please get out of the car and open the trunk for inspection!"

Shuangxi was startled. There was a guitar case in the trunk, and inside the guitar case, besides the guitar, there was a disassembled sniper rifle. But he knew that being afraid was useless at this moment. The only solution was to solve the immediate problem. So, a plan quickly flashed through his mind. "Officer! Can you hurry up? I have to go to my performance!"

"Performance? What performance?" the traffic policeman asked.

"The Super Boy talent show. I passed the audition and entered the preliminary round of the Guangcheng division, from 200 to 50!" Shuangxi said.

"Tch, what's the point of participating in those shady talent shows? I'd rather go home and watch 'Everyone's Happy' at 9:30! Stop nagging, just open the trunk!" The traffic cop showed absolutely no interest in this talent show that captivated countless young men and women.

Shuangxi, helpless, had no choice but to open the trunk. The cop saw the guitar case and couldn't help but ask, "What's this?"

"It's my guitar. I'm relying on it for this competition! It's my lifeline, my way of picking up girls, getting meals, and making a name for myself!" Shuangxi looked somewhat nervous.

"Open it!" the cop said expressionlessly.

"Officer, I'm really in a hurry, please let me through! My future depends on tonight, if I miss this opportunity, I'll regret it for the rest of my life!" Shuangxi knew the box couldn't be opened; if it was, he was doomed! He immediately broke out in a sweat.

"Open it now! Do you think I'm not in a hurry? My girlfriend is waiting for me to go back and celebrate her birthday, and not only do I not know how to celebrate, but I'm also tied up right now! Stop nagging, just open it!" The cop wasn't buying it. Judging from his expression, if Shuangxi didn't open the box soon, he was going to use force. Although the traffic police didn't have guns, towing and impounding licenses was still a significant burden.

Shuangxi had no choice but to open the guitar case. The traffic police looked it over for a while, not finding anything, and were about to reach for the guitar when Shuangxi suddenly said, "Don't touch it. This guitar is like my woman; no one is allowed to touch it!" As he spoke, Shuangxi pulled something out of his hand and slipped it into the traffic police's pocket when no one was looking.

"You—" The traffic police were about to pull the thing out when… Shuangxi gently pressed his hand down and said, "First, call the radio station and keep requesting birthday songs for your girlfriend. Then, use the mobile messaging app to send her birthday messages until you get off work. After that, take your girlfriend to a romantic and atmospheric Western restaurant for a candlelight dinner, preferably with violin or piano accompaniment. Then, invite your friends to 'Montage Karaoke' and book a private room for a good time of eating, drinking, playing, and singing karaoke. At midnight, bring out flowers and a cake, and amidst everyone's blessings and the birthday song, let her make a wish and cut the cake. She'll be so touched, maybe you can win her heart tonight!"

"Hehe, this plan is excellent! What did you put in my bag?" the traffic cop finally asked with a smile.

"Durex ultra-thin condoms! Three! I wish you success, brother!" Shuangxi said.

"Haha~~~ I also wish you a bright future, go on!" As the traffic cop finished speaking, he was already envisioning the beautiful night ahead, not caring that Shuangxi's sports car was speeding away like an arrow.

"..."

Chapter Thirty-Three: A Scheme Within a Scheme

When Lan Yan and Lan Min emerged from "Girlfriend Never Sleeps City," both were slightly drunk. Please remember that

Lan Yan's steps were unsteady as she stepped out the door. The sharp, cold wind outside made her stomach churn, and she couldn't help but squat down by the roadside, vomiting like a tap turned on.

Lan Min wanted to help her, but seeing the crowd at the entrance, he feared it would expose his identity and left without saying goodbye. Lan Yan watched her brother's heartless back, her heart bleeding but helpless. Both brothers were ruthless and cold-hearted, but Lan Yan still retained a sliver of affection. Lan Min, however, had reached the point of being devoid of humanity, numb and indifferent to everything.

As Lan Min left and Lan Yan was squatting and vomiting, JQ, a sniper hidden 800 meters away, had already calculated the wind speed, distance, and time, locked on, and aimed. With a "plop," a bullet flew rapidly from the muzzle towards Lan Yan. The bullet hurtled towards him with lightning speed, and just as it was about to hit his body, he suddenly shifted his squatting position, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow. Why did he move? Did he know someone was plotting against him?

It turned out that Lan Yan, still somewhat dazed, felt even more nauseous seeing the vomit all over the ground, and his urge to vomit intensified. However, vomiting again would cause the already vomited, watery mixture to splatter onto his expensive vintage car trousers, so he moved to a clean spot nearby.

With a loud "Bang!", the glass behind him shattered instantly. His professional instincts kicked in, and Lan Yan immediately sensed danger. He rolled to the ground behind a telephone pole to hide, but in that instant, a second shot struck his head. Perhaps due to the wind, or perhaps due to his agility, or perhaps due to sheer luck, the bullet only grazed his scalp. Aside from a clump of hair and a burning pain, it didn't cause any fatal injury.

Lan Yan knew that a sniper rifle was aimed at him from the shadows. He stood stiffly behind the telephone pole, not daring to move. He understood that if he moved even slightly, and any part of his body inadvertently fell into the enemy's line of sight, that part would instantly be pierced by a bullet.

Time passed, second by second. The broken glass only gave the security guards and hostesses at the entrance a brief moment of shock. Soon, after failing to find the cause, they reported it to the lobby manager, and everything returned to normal. Those greeting customers continued to greet customers, those parking cars continued to park cars, those guarding the gate continued to guard the gate, and those chatting and joking continued as before. No one paid any attention to Lan Yan, who was hiding behind the pillar like a madman. After all, such drunken antics were a daily occurrence at the entrance. Some cried and shouted, some rolled around on the ground, some clung to the telephone pole saying, "Darling, don't leave me." In short, the various drunken behaviors had become so commonplace that the staff who had been guarding the entrance for a long time were no longer surprised. The strangeness had given way to its own defeat!

Lan Yan didn't know where the enemy was lying in ambush. Eight hundred meters away was pitch black, an endless expanse of darkness. The fear of death crept into his heart, and sweat dripped from every pore of his body. He knew that if he wanted to survive, he had to hold out like this, waiting for an opportunity, a chance to escape the enemy's sight. And this opportunity could only be waited for; he didn't even dare reach into his pocket to call the police! The leader of the Henan gang forced to seek help from cops—people that all gangsters looked down on and couldn't afford to mess with? He couldn't bear the humiliation. So, after much hesitation, he finally gave up!

Opportunity is prepared for those with patience, perseverance, and willpower. After a standoff with the assassin who had ambushed him for nearly half an hour, a yellow taxi stopped precisely two meters away from him. The back door opened, and a passenger stepped out. Before the door could even be closed, Lan Yan swiftly jumped in without hesitation. In that instant, he heard that deathly sound again—the chilling, faint gunshot that terrified him. Something—hot or cold, round or flat, long or short, yet sharp and hard—pierced his left ear, leaving a large, bloody hole before disappearing into the night.

"Driver, quick, Henan Daxia!" Lan Yan cried, clutching his bleeding ear, as he pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and slipped it through the stainless steel partition onto the seat in front of him. As long as he could save his life, he wouldn't hesitate to throw away all his money, or even his underwear.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm known for driving fast!" The driver, wearing a baseball cap, patted his chest confidently, a gesture that seemed to be his signature move.

"Drive as fast as you can!" Lan Yan knew that only being back in his own territory would bring true safety. Determined to escape, he didn't notice the driver's voice sounded familiar! It was as if he'd heard it just a few days ago.

The driver was indeed very fast, incredibly fast, reaching the maximum speed of fifth gear within a hundred meters, frantically weaving left and right through the streets. Just as Lan Yan was about to feel relieved to be out of danger and reborn, he inadvertently noticed that there was no key under the steering wheel. Looking further down, he saw a jumble of wires hanging out like pickled vegetables. This wasn't a taxi advanced enough to start without a key!

The only explanation for the driver starting the car without a key is that he didn't have one. The only explanation for not having a key is that the car was stolen. And the only explanation for Lan Yan getting into this stolen taxi is that he's once again fallen into a carefully planned ambush, a meticulously designed trap he was caught off guard by and powerless to unravel.

Lan Yan immediately sensed danger and reached for the door, but just as his hand touched the doorknob, there was a soft "thud"—the door was locked. Then he immediately saw the driver frantically turn the steering wheel, instantly slamming it all the way to the floor. This reckless driver showed no fear of a rollover. The wheels screeched against the ground with a sharp, piercing "screech," and two tires on one side lifted off the ground. Half the car floated up, and Lan Yan, who wasn't wearing a seatbelt, was thrown violently against the other side of the door by the inertia. His head was bleeding profusely, and before he could grab anything to steady himself, he heard another "screech," and was thrown to the other side again!

The driver, like a circus performer, twisted the high-speed car more like a snake, while Lan Yan was tossed and turned like a pendulum, banging on both car doors as if striking the hour.

For about ten minutes, the driver seemed to tire of the monotonous swaying and braked simultaneously with both foot and handbrakes. A sharp, piercing "screech" rang out again, this time accompanied by white smoke from the friction of the four tires against the ground. The car then slowly swerved, and Lan Yan was once again thrown violently against the stainless steel screen by inertia, clinging to it like a gecko. When the car finally stopped, he was once again involuntarily thrown into the back seat, the impact causing him to slowly lose consciousness…

Chapter Thirty-Four: Hidden Flowers. In a daze,

Lan Yan felt himself being dragged out of the taxi and thrown to the ground. He vaguely heard someone say to him, "I told you, I will definitely make you look like a ghost, and I will never break my promise! But I won't kill you; I don't do murder. I'll go read my novel first. You get some sleep, and we'll continue playing when you wake up!"

Lan Yan struggled for a moment before completely losing consciousness and falling into a coma.

Lan Yan was unconscious for about three or four hours. Those three or four hours weren't a short time, but they were enough for many things to happen, many things he hadn't expected.

Lan Yan didn't know how much time had passed; he only knew that when he woke up, he was lying on the side of the road. It was still dark, and apart from the occasional whistling of passing cars, there was no other sound. He struggled to his feet. He was a far cry from the glamorous leader of the Henan gang; he was covered in mud and grime, and his expensive suit was riddled with holes.

Lan Yan knew that the barefoot doctor, whom he had never taken seriously, had begun to fulfill his promise. The serial murders this man had planned sent a chill down his spine, making him want to run away, to run far away. But his character, his identity, his status, and his more than ten years of gangster life told him that he could not run away, nor could he be afraid. If he was afraid, if he ran away, then he would have nothing and be nothing. His only way was to fight back. As long as this man didn't take his life, he could fight back, to give this man a fatal counterattack.

He patted himself down and found his phone still in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw hundreds of missed calls. Turning them over, he saw they were from his top henchmen—his first, second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh brothers. Without asking what was going on, he quickly answered one of their calls, ordering them to bring all their men immediately. He wanted to raze Longxin Clinic to the ground, capture Ouyang Chong—the man his brother said he couldn't possibly defeat, yet who had made him look so pathetic—drain his blood, cut off pieces of his flesh to feed the dogs, and boil his bones into a broth for the barefoot doctor's flamboyant, beautiful women to drink!

Only in this way could he demonstrate his ruthlessness, his status as the leader of the Henan gang, and vent his hatred! He had never suffered such a loss since he started out. Zhonghe Hall dared not touch him, She Hall was wary of him, and yet a mere barefoot doctor dared to do this to him. He felt utterly humiliated; he would not rest until he had torn the man to pieces. Remember,

the fearless thugs arrived quickly. Six or seven vans, packed with people, poured out like fish released from a pond as soon as the doors opened. Lan Yan was overjoyed; he knew it was his turn to show off. Fortune turns like the tide! But just as he was about to laugh and praise his men for their timely arrival, the smile on his face froze, then vanished without warning…

Before he could even change his expression, he turned and ran. He saw these thugs brandishing fruit knives, chains, pipes, hammers, and sledgehammers, charging towards him menacingly. These weren't his men; they were someone else's henchmen, intent on killing him. Sure enough, the game had begun again, starting as soon as he woke up!

Lan Yan had worked his way up from a lowly, unsavory thug, making him a formidable fighter. His basic escape skills had been honed since childhood, so he was incredibly fast. If he were qualified to participate in the 2008 Olympics, he might even have brought glory back to his country. However, the thugs relentlessly pursuing him were just as fast, chasing him relentlessly for nine blocks until police sirens blared and countless officers flooded the streets. Only then did the thugs abandon their prize and scatter in all directions to evade capture.

Several deadly pursuits had allowed Lan Yan to escape death by the skin of his teeth. Was it simply good fortune, or were his enemies deliberately exhausting him, leaving him looking like a ghost, before ending his life?

Returning to Henan Daxia, disheveled and utterly humiliated, Lan Yan was furious. He frequently disciplined his men, and his methods were notoriously ruthless. He didn't use whips, but rather, he used long swords as whips. His seven henchmen were often slashed to a bloody pulp by his sword!

This time, he planned to do the same, but beforehand, he took a break to use the toilet to empty his bowels before his "discipline." However, when misfortune strikes, even the best things can go wrong. His private toilet in his office was clogged, forcing him to use the communal toilet shared by his men.

Lan Yan's luck was truly terrible. Of the four stalls in the communal toilet, two were occupied, one had a burst faucet, and the remaining one was covered with a huge, foul-smelling pile of excrement. Lan Yan silently stepped on the faucet, patiently pinching his nose to flush away the feces. He wasn't used to yelling over trivial matters; he preferred to hold it in and then release it all at once. And when he did release it, it was always a bloody scene like this. So, he silently squatted down, straining to expel the bad luck along with his feces into the sewer.

He was only in for two seconds when the other two people occupying the stall flushed and left. He had nothing better to do than curse.

The public toilet was surprisingly busy, probably because it was free. No sooner had the two left than two more people entered. Actually, it wasn't that simple; Lan Yan was just too stingy. Apart from his office, which had a private toilet, no other place on the entire floor had one. Imagine, with nearly two hundred people on one floor, just queuing to use the toilet once a day and a night.

"Old Dog, have you heard?" one subordinate asked another, Old Dog.

"What did you hear?" Old Dog asked.

"A bounty from Zhonghe Hall!"

"Oh, I heard!"

"What do you think?"

"What else can I think? I don't have the guts or the ability to do it!"

"That's eight million! Just by agreeing to do it, you get a million in settlement money regardless of success or failure!"

"You think I don't know that's pure silver? But this wealth isn't ours to earn. Let's not even think about it. A million in settlement money is nice, but we can earn two or three thousand a month collecting protection money, doing kidnapping, robbery, extortion, and blackmail. Why take that risk? Besides, we're all single guys with no family or status. If we really lose our lives, who will get that million?"

"You can give it to Xiao Ju!"

"That prostitute who only costs fifty bucks? Damn, do you think it's worth it?"

"Yeah, I was only focused on having fun with her and forgot she's a prostitute. Old Dog, do you think we're too bold to rebel? Are there any people in the gang who are that audacious?"

"Of course there are! Let's hurry up and register at Zhonghe Hall, reserve some spots for future gangsters. They wiped out all our places today, and it doesn't look like it's over yet!"

"Yeah, when the boss came back, he looked like he was about to die, all gloomy and miserable."

"Damn, don't you dare say that! If anyone hears, especially the boss, we'll be badly injured, if not dead!"

"Right, don't talk nonsense. Until he's dead, we'd better not say anything, pretend we don't know anything!"

"Hmm, I wonder if Zhonghe Hall's hotline is open 24/7?"

"What are you thinking!"

"You're so stupid! Of course, we should register first! What if the boss dies soon, the gang falls apart, and we're unemployed?"

"Yes, yes, you're so thoughtful!"

In Chapter Thirty-Five of the Forced Invasion

, Surrounded by Enemies, Lan Yan could no longer contain herself. She pulled up her pants, rushed out of the latrine, kicked open the old dog's toilet door, grabbed his clothes, and dragged him out while he was talking and straining to defecate, his pants still hanging on his buttocks, feces dangling between his legs!

She slammed him hard against the sink. Before the old dog, dizzy and seeing stars, could understand what was happening, Lan Yan had already grabbed his hair and was relentlessly slamming his head against the hard sink. She kept slamming it until his head bled, his skull fractured, his brains splattered, and even when he stopped breathing. Only when she felt she had vented enough did she stop, releasing him as he slid to the ground like a block of tofu. Please remember

that Lan Yan seemed a little tired, and also seemed to be trembling with the shock of killing someone. She reached out with shaky hands, pulled out a crumpled cigarette, and put it in her mouth, but the lighter wouldn't light. Frustrated

, she threw the lighter to the ground with a loud "bang." Another henchman called out to Lao Gou repeatedly, but received no response. Hearing the strange noises coming from outside, he quickly pulled up his pants, opened the door, and was immediately stunned by what he saw. His good brother Lao Gou lay on the ground, his head deformed, lifeless. Red and white contents from his head were scattered on the faucet, sink, floor, walls, and the entire toilet. Lao Gou's eyes were still wide open, showing no sign of closing. Even in his dying moments, he probably didn't understand why his boss had abandoned his luxurious private toilet to come to this stinking public toilet, and had overheard their conversation—a conversation he should never have heard!

The underling looked at the old dog's boss, who was also his own boss—a cruel, cold-blooded man who seemed to come from hell, his face terrifying and ferocious—standing before him with a cold smile. Remember,

this underling was so terrified he wet his pants, standing there frozen, too scared to move.

"I'm asking you, whose life was that bribe bought with the hidden money!" Lan Yan asked in a deep voice.

"It's...it's..." the underling murmured, unable to speak.

"Who is it? You fucking tell me right now!" Lan Yan jumped up, grabbed him, and slammed him to the ground, stomping hard on his head as she demanded.

"It's you, it's you! They bought your life!" the underling cried, trembling with fear.

"You...want that bribe too!" Lan Yan looked at this most cowardly of all his men, pressing him for answers.

"I...I don't...I dare not!" the underling cried, tears streaming down his face, a stench emanating from him. He had lost control of his bladder from fear!

"You dare not, but you still want it, don't you?" Lan Yan asked grimly.

"No, no, I don't want to!" the younger brother hurriedly denied.

"No, you're lying! Your eyes deceived your heart! You wanted to, but you didn't dare! So, you deserve to die!" As soon as Lan Yan finished speaking, she ruthlessly raised her leg and, without even glancing at him, stomped hard on the henchman's head. With a "crack," the henchman followed the old dog to his death, his eyes wide open, just like the old dog's—wide, wide, and probably never to close again!

Lan Yan finally understood what it meant to be surrounded on all sides. Even the most cowardly and incompetent henchman in this gang had the desire to cut off someone's head for a paycheck; what about the others, who were even more ruthless, vicious, and heartless? How many of the hundreds of people outside the toilet shared the same thought as these two lying on the ground—the desire to kill him? He dared not think about it, not even a little bit.

He feigned composure and casually left the room, slowly walking towards his office. But when he saw his henchmen, he noticed that while their eyes still held awe and fear, they were filled with an overwhelming greed, like starving beasts eyeing a tempting prey that could fill their bellies for a lifetime and the next. Their desires were insatiable, an insatiable lust.

Those few steps were incredibly difficult for Lan Yan. Already exhausted and battered, he was no match for the pack of beasts attacking him.

The thugs knew they'd never earn eight million by following Lan Yan, but killing him would grant them eight million—more than they could ever spend in a lifetime. They were all itching to snatch a tiger's teeth from its jaws. However, even a dying tiger retains some of its power, let alone Lan Yan, who seemed capable of killing three tigers. So, while they were eager to act...

But merely having the desire to act is different from actually doing it. Having the desire is only in the future tense; whether it actually happens depends on the circumstances. Acting, on the other hand, is something that is currently in progress or has already happened. This seemingly minor difference has three meanings for thugs: First, kill their boss, who is always harsh, stingy, miserly, treacherous, and ruthless, and get eight million—enough to live a carefree life.

Second, fail in their attempt to steal a chicken and die at the boss's hands, with their family receiving a million in settlement money.

Third, pretend nothing happened and know nothing. But this is equally difficult. Resisting temptation and not taking the risk is incredibly difficult for thugs. Their profession is inherently risky; asking them not to take risks is like asking them to look at a naked woman lying on a bed with her limbs spread and not react! In the end, they didn't make a move .

It wasn't because they were grateful for the meager, if any, favors Lan Yan had shown them in the past. It wasn't because they found the smell of money too offensive and it made them nauseous and unable to eat. It wasn't because they couldn't bring themselves to stab their own boss with the knife they had been using to harm others. Rather, it was because they were afraid. Being brave and ruthless was part of a gangster's duty, but they dared not make a rash move against Lan Yan, who was known for her ruthlessness!

Lan Yan was a fierce tiger, while they could only be called foxes at best. Aside from following him around, bullying the weak, raping, robbing, murdering, arson, and committing all sorts of evil deeds, they rarely did anything worthwhile on their own. You could say they were observing and waiting, waiting for someone who was greedy for money, blinded by greed, and went berserk at the sight of large sums of cash to suddenly lose control and stab their boss

in the back. Then they would surely swarm in and divide the eight million. Unfortunately, such leaders were usually Lan Yan; they didn't have that habit. Watching Lan Yan swagger past them, the thugs felt uneasy, anxious, and even more bitter. A painful song sang in their hearts: ...We can only watch him slip away helplessly. Millionaires are everywhere in the world, but we are not one of them. Making money—the more setbacks we face, the more we struggle. Courage, making money—you must be persistent. Everyone who makes money has seen through it all. If you want to make money, don't be afraid of pain. Find a dear, loving, and respected brother to lead you on the road to wealth. Let Lan Yan, a man who doesn't love, loves the wrong person, loves the most, and hurts the most, give us our scars. So many people become rich overnight, why can't we be one of them…

Chapter Thirty-Six of the Forced Invasion: When Have You Ever

Treated Us as Brothers? Lan Yan finally walked into the office. These few steps were truly terrifying for her, like a naked girl walking the runway for the first time, surrounded by perverts on both sides. She had to risk being touched, pulled, kissed, and hugged at any moment. If she couldn't bear it and fell on the stage, the wolves would swarm her, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Lan Yan's seven henchmen were still waiting in the office, always waiting.

"It seems like you haven't told me something today?" Lan Yan asked, his face expressionless. He liked to speak with this expression; having watched so many zombie movies, he had perfectly mimicked the expressions of zombies. He felt that speaking this way was authoritative yet eerie, a psychological move to intimidate people. The henchmen had no objections; whether he spoke or not, he always had this ghostly expression.

"Tonight, our sixty-four shady establishments were bloodied by Zhonghe Hall, resulting in a direct loss of twelve million, with indirect losses still being calculated!" said the First Brother.

"They acted extremely quickly and ruthlessly; the brothers guarding the establishments are still in the hospital being treated!" said the Second Brother.

"Why didn't you notify me?" Lan Yan's voice was colder than his expression.

"We called you, but you didn't answer!" said the Third Brother.

Lan Yan was speechless, because he remembered seeing their missed calls on his phone. "Anything else?"

"Snake Hall threatened today that if we don't cede the Red and Green Districts within three days, they will launch a direct attack on us!" said the Fourth Brother.

"Damn it, the Snake Gang has gotten involved too! They're really trying to take advantage of my weakness! These two prime locations are my lifeline. Do they think they can just hand them over like that? Do they think the Snake Gang is really the number one gang in Guangcheng, and even the Henan Gang has to bow down and obey?" Lan Yan said angrily. The Snake Gang really knows how to kick someone when they're down, turning the tables on him when he's in his most difficult time. "

Zhonghe Hall is recruiting! As long as you're talented, regardless of your past record, what gang you've been in, or what profession you're in, as long as you're truly dedicated, the compensation will be top-tier!" Fifth Brother said. Remember,

"Zhonghe Hall is offering a hidden reward: eight million for your head. As long as you sign a life-or-death contract, you can immediately take a one million cash settlement fee!" Sixth Brother said.

"So what do you all think?" Lan Yan asked.

"We seven brothers have discussed it thoroughly, and we've decided to work together to take your head and join Zhonghe Hall. The Zhonghou Hall Master, Shuangxi, is about to become the young master!" Seventh Brother's words made Lan Yan's already unchanging, zombie-like face turn even whiter, as if it had been whitewashed.

"Why, why? We, we're brothers!" Lan Yan's voice trembled as he looked at the seven brothers who had once risked their lives for him, but now were about to kill him with knives.

"Yes, we're brothers!" said the first brother.

"But let me correct you, we were brothers before, not now!" said the second brother.

"When you had nothing, when you were nothing at all, you treated us like brothers, but ever since you had money, fame, and men, you've never treated us like brothers!" said the third brother.

"Now you live in a villa, keep a Tibetan Mastiff, drive luxury cars, and chase foreign women. You smoke cigars, from Zhonghua and Little Panda to Yuxi cigarettes. You drink red wine casually, Red Bull, ordinary Wanglaoji, or at least Pepsi. Meanwhile, we live in slums, go to prostitutes for thirty yuan a time, get rid of STDs, drink three-yuan buckets of stinky, muddy, bleach-tasting bottled water, and sometimes you can even see tiny earthworms growing inside. We still smoke three-and-a-half-yuan soft-pack Temes!" said the fourth brother.

“You treat us like cattle, horses, and dogs, and the annual salary you give us doesn’t even cover the expenses you incur for a single meal where you eat abalone as a base, drink fine wine as an appetizer, rinse your mouth with fish bones, and pick your teeth with lobster, which you consider a daily occurrence,” Fifth Brother said.

"You're always surrounded by women, with one in the middle for you to suck on, while the seven of us brothers are crammed into one big bed and almost become three and a half pairs of glass!" Sixth Brother said.

"You? Me?" Lan Yan was so choked up that she didn't even have the strength to refute. His brother treated him like a sworn brother, but he treated these men who had risked their lives for him worse than even a sworn brother.

"Brother Shuangxi promised us that if we truly wanted to subdue Zhonghe Hall, he would first have the most famous and arrogant doctor in the world, also known as the Iron-Willed Fierce Soldier, cure our STDs. Each of us would be provided with a luxury car, a seaside villa, and a luxurious, fully-equipped office, complete with a bathroom and shower! In addition, he would give us two Persian beauties and three maids, while our status would remain unchanged. Zhonghe Hall would establish seven new branches, and we would all be branch leaders. Most importantly, our annual salary, excluding the gang's normal profit sharing, would be one million US dollars each! Furthermore, if we hand over your head to Brother Shuangxi at midnight tonight, he promised to give us eight million, not split equally, but eight million each. If I had a wife, children, and elderly parents, I would be willing to be worth that much money. Actually, he's overestimating you a bit. You're not worth that much money at all. To put it bluntly, you're worthless!" said Brother Qi.

"I'll give, I can give, I have the ability to give you all this much!" Lan Yan quickly thought of a delaying tactic. After tonight, he wasn't afraid he wouldn't be able to deal with them.

"Really? Are you serious?" the first brother asked.

"Yes, absolutely true, more real than pearls!" Lan Yan nodded vigorously.

"Can you overlook the fact that we had thoughts of betraying you?" the second brother asked.

"We're brothers for life, how could I care!" Lan Yan forced a smile, his zombie-like expression completely hidden.

"Don't you regret it? You're so good to us?" the third brother asked.

"No regrets, not even a little bit? It's good for everyone, that's what's truly good! I was so selfish before, I was a damn bastard, I will definitely repent and change my ways, and resolutely share the good times and bear the bad times myself." Lan Yan knew that if he didn't appease them today, he was finished, he wouldn't even have the last bit of leverage to fight back against Xiao Chong from the Longxin Clinic who threatened to make him neither human nor ghost.

"Hehe, boss, I'm just afraid you'll regret it and go back on your word!" the fourth brother said.

"No regrets, not at all! We can put it in writing, I swear to God!" Lan Yan had long known that no one in this world could be trusted, not even himself. A written agreement? An oath? Those were all just empty words.

"Hey, Boss, didn't you say you swore an oath like you'd eat vegetables? I remember it clearly!" Fifth Brother reminded him.

"But, but I haven't eaten vegetables for years!" Lan Yan protested. He felt very lonely, extremely lonely, utterly lonely, as if he were the only person left in the world, leaving him isolated and helpless.

"Oh, no wonder your belly has grown so fast. You should eat more vegetables!" Sixth Brother said with some insight.

"It's okay, you can use it as a pillow! We're brothers!" Lan Yan said generously.

"Damn you! Stop using the word 'brother' to talk about things. When have you ever considered us brothers? Have you forgotten that you yourself said your father was for pawning and your brothers were for betraying? When you were secretly trying to extort money from your brother, you even talked about how you were so sentimental, betrayed your brotherhood, and gave your heart, making yourself sound so painful and noble. But even if you put on the mask of Buddha, it wouldn't change the fact that you're a complete scumbag. You don't have many choices, two paths. One, there's a short knife on the table, which we left for you. Commit seppuku like those cowardly Japanese soldiers showing in their dying moments. We promise to give your head to Shuangxi and then take it back to give you a whole corpse. Two, there's a long knife on the table, the one you used to fight with us when we were making our way in Guangcheng. We've already sharpened it for you. Pick it up, show the ruthlessness you had back then, and fight us to the death!" Seventh Brother pointed to the knife that had been prepared for him on the table at some point.

"Are there any other options?" Lan Yan asked in a deep voice. In fact, he was asking a redundant question. Anyone with a slightly normal mind would know that this battle was inevitable!

"Yes, you can choose between a one-on-one duel or a group fight. One-on-one, you take on all seven of us; group fight, all seven of us gang up on you!" The seven brothers had already pulled out their concealed weapons...

Chapter Thirty-Seven of the Forced Invasion: Cat and Mouse

When a cat catches a mouse, it never bites it to death in one bite. Instead, it plays with it slowly, gently grabbing and biting, catching it and letting it go, until the mouse is exhausted and has no strength left to move, before slowly devouring it. Xiao Chong is a bit like this cat, while Lan Yan is exactly like this mouse.

The taxi driver was Xiao Chong in disguise. Only someone as crazy as him would risk his life to prank someone, driving the car like a snake.

Originally, Xiao Chong didn't intend to play this game for so long, but just as he was about to send Lan Yan to her death, he suddenly changed his mind. He felt that ending it like this was too easy on this wicked guy. Xiao Chong never had the heart to cause even the slightest harm, but he was never merciful to villains. So, after knocking Lan Yan unconscious, he simply tossed him to the roadside instead of throwing him off a cliff, because he had a much better idea.

After dealing with the taxi and changing his appearance, Xiao Chong called Lan Min, the general manager of the Zhenxing branch, inviting him out for a late-night snack.

Lan Min had just broken up with his brother and was already slightly drunk, but he immediately sobered up when he received Xiao Chong's call. The summons from the future heir of the Zhenxing Group had stirred his restless blood, an excitement far stronger than alcohol.

Lan Min was a very shrewd man; he knew very well that Shuang Xi was no simple person, otherwise, Shuang Xi couldn't have taken over the Lei family father and son and still become the head of Zhonghe Hall! But he knew the truly powerful person wasn't Shuang Xi, but the seemingly inactive but soon-to-be-in-Xiao Chong, the barefoot doctor. He vaguely felt that Xiao Chong was the real mastermind, the true reclusive tycoon.

He knew that Xiao Chong's summons to him was definitely not just for a late-night snack, but he couldn't guess Xiao Chong's real reason. Shuangxi was not simple, and this Xiao Chong was even more mysterious. The thoughts of these two young men seemed to be beyond his comprehension.

The moment Lan Min hung up the phone, besides excitement, many chaotic thoughts arose in his mind: Did he already know that I had figured out that he was the mastermind behind the Lei family's affair? Did he want to please me, to silence me with benefits, or to eliminate me as well to cover it up? He knew that Lan Yan and I were brothers, and told me not to interfere in the feud between him and Lan Yan... For a moment, Lan Min felt that every idea was possible, and every idea was impossible. But as he was about to arrive at the agreed location, he was prepared, regardless of Xiao Chong's intentions.

12:30 AM At the Shangri-La Hotel, the late-night snack was in full swing.

Nearly a hundred tables in the lobby were occupied, bustling with activity.

Food is paramount to the people, and for Cantonese people, eating late-night snacks is a habit. Four meals a day are the standard Cantonese diet: breakfast, lunch, dinner, and late-night snack! For the people of Guangzhou, late-night snacks are as essential as dinner, and those accustomed to them will find it difficult to sleep if they skip a night.

Lanmin, naturally, disdained joining the crowd in the lobby. Upon arriving at Xiaochong's place, he immediately took the initiative, warmly leading him to a private room with a minimum spending requirement.

The spacious room, with its large table, seemed empty and lacked any atmosphere. To compensate for this, Lanmin, without thinking twice, pointed to the late-night snack menu and randomly ordered from the waiter. It was only 3.8 yuan per serving, all you could eat, so a full table would only cost 300-400 yuan. Determined to please Xiaochong, he had decided to splurge a little tonight.

After shrimp, chicken feet, squid, sausages, pig's feet, and other delicacies were laid out on the table, the atmosphere in the private room improved considerably, as both men's attention shifted to the snacks. Please remember, please remember, that

although they had been drinking for several rounds, the conversation just wouldn't steer towards the point Lanmin wanted, which made him a little anxious. However, Xiao Chong just rambled on and on about all sorts of random things, never getting to the point, and he was helpless. He could only play along, pretending to be oblivious and deaf, neither of them daring to break the ice.

"General Manager, what do you think of Zhenxing?" The usually unreliable Xiao Chong suddenly asked Lan Min this question, catching him off guard.

"Zhenxing is already listed and is still developing rapidly. Its momentum is rising; it can be said to be a very promising stock!" Lan Min quickly recovered from his brief surprise.

"General Manager, how much do you know about me?"

"Well… to be honest, I don't know much about you. You are very talented and quite mysterious!"

"Hehe, General Manager, you flatter me too much. I'm just a small-time doctor, at most I can treat colds and fevers. Where do I get my mystery and talent? But Uncle Li wants to entrust Zhenxing to me, which really puts me in a difficult position!"

"Young Master Ouyang, what's so difficult about it?" Lan Min immediately changed his way of addressing Xiao Chong!

“I have absolutely no experience in managing a business, how can I not be in a difficult position? I'm really afraid I'll squander his entire fortune.”

“Young Master Ouyang, you are too modest. I believe you are absolutely capable of managing Zhenxing well. In your hands, it will definitely become more glorious than ever before.” Lan Min personally verified Shuangxi’s words through Xiao Chong’s words, and was even more glad that he had kept his mouth shut and hadn’t exposed their affairs. Otherwise, he might have missed a great opportunity to climb the social ladder.

“Sigh, everyone thinks so highly of me, but I don’t have much confidence in myself. Uncle Li is not talkative, and it’s difficult to communicate with him. There are many things I don’t understand, and I don’t know who to ask!” Xiao Chong deliberately acted anxious.

“Young Master Ouyang, if you think highly of me, you can ask me. I’ve been with Zhenxing for nearly ten years and am familiar with all the business and operational processes.” Lan Min said ingratiatingly.

“Ah, that would be wonderful. If I could get your support, it would be like adding wings to a tiger and icing on the cake!”

"Hehe, actually, Young Master Ouyang, there's no need to worry too much. Zhenxing is already on track, and the management system created by Chairman Li is very sound. It can basically operate smoothly. I think you are more than capable of managing it!" Lanmin was indeed a master of flattery. This flattery made Xiao Chong feel quite comfortable. If Xiao Chong didn't know that he had done so many despicable things, he would definitely be stunned by his flattery.

"Hehe, it is a blessing for Uncle Li and me to have your help in Zhenxing!"

"Then we need Young Master Ouyang to promote you more!"

"Don't worry, I have always thought you are talented. As long as you continue to work hard, I will definitely not treat you unfairly! The Guangcheng branch is just a testing ground. I will not stay here for long. When I go to the head office to take a senior position, I will definitely take you with me as a confidant. However, I heard that the board of directors is particularly strict in its personnel selection for senior leadership. Those who have committed crimes in the company before or have accounting problems are definitely not considered!" He said it as if it were true, but in fact he had no intention of taking over Zhenxing at all.

"I understand, I understand!" Lan Min, reminded by Xiao Chong, broke out in a cold sweat. Although his secret hadn't been exposed yet, the truth would eventually come out. Besides his brother, who knew everything about him, no one else knew. But such a secret could only be known to heaven, earth, and himself. If his brother were to let his mouth shut and his crimes were exposed, any one of his crimes could land him in the line of duty. So, when Lan Yan pointed out his crimes at "Girlfriend Never Sleeps," he couldn't help but feel murderous intent. But he was quickly shocked by his own thought. This was his own brother; how could he possibly be so heartless as to kill him?

When they waved goodbye after a satisfying meal, Xiao Chong and Lan Min were both excited.

Xiao Chong's purpose for the trip was simple: he wanted to create a false impression for Lan Min, to make him feel that he had given him a safety net, a reassurance, and that he thought highly of him and would be entrusted with important responsibilities, so that Lan Min would be devoted to him and to the revitalization of the region. But this was all just a facade; Xiao Chong had a deeper purpose. From the recording of the conversation between Lan Min and his brother that Shuang Xi had given him, he knew that Lan Min was an absolutely treacherous and cunning person, capable of using and betraying even his own brothers. This man was truly despicable. He had reached the point of being ruthless and inhumane, willing to do anything, no matter how heinous. Therefore, Xiao Chong was eager to see just how far Lan Min could go.

Lan Min was excited; after nearly ten years, he had finally witnessed a change of dynasty and a new era, and had his chance. If he could assist the young master in managing the government, he would be a veteran of two dynasties, and gaining the young master's favor would make his rise to the top management level as easy as taking candy from a baby. But the prerequisite was that he had to cleanse himself of his past. Cleanse himself? That meant erasing all evidence of his crimes—his specialty, and he knew exactly how to do it.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Fierce Battle for Survival

on the Second Floor of the Henan Mansion.

A fierce battle had begun.

Lan Yan brandished her long sword and charged towards the seven brothers who had once fought alongside him but now sought to kill him.

He was known throughout Guangcheng for his ruthlessness, and his skills were certainly more than just a few. But tonight, he had been tormented all night, and in the past two years, he had become somewhat lazy and obese from a life of luxury and indulgence. He rarely participated in fighting anymore, and now, returning to his old ways, he was inevitably a bit rusty.

His seven brothers gave him no time to relive the past, nor did they offer him any so-called one-on-one fairness. Every swing of their blades aimed at only one spot: Lan Yan's heart. Only by plunging their knives into his heart could they turn the tables and start a new life.

Before long, Lan Yan had been stabbed several times, none of them fatal, but he knew that dragging this out would only lead to his death. He had to find a way to escape as soon as possible! The door was behind them. He had tried to rush out several times, but was blocked by their long swords each time, and each time he was forced back, he had more wounds on his body. He felt his energy rapidly dwindling, his blood slowly draining away. He knew that a direct assault would be futile, and that hundreds of thugs outside were waiting to kill him for the eight million. So he decisively gave up.

Seeing his momentum waning, Lan Yan's seven henchmen intensified their attack, each strike faster than the last aimed at his vital points. They wanted to kill him quickly and take his head to Shuangxi to prove their loyalty! Actually, Shuangxi didn't necessarily need them to bring Lan Yan's head before accepting them. Like Xiao Chong, Shuangxi believed in trusting those he didn't trust. His promises and openness to these seven men indicated he had thoroughly investigated and assessed them, believing they could be of use, which was why he offered them such a large sum to recruit them. However, the seven brothers didn't want to go empty-handed. They wanted to obtain Lan Yan's head to prove their sincerity. Rebellion and betrayal were not their wishes; they were forced into this situation. If Lan Yan had treated them even a little better, perhaps they wouldn't have done something so helpless. Therefore, they hoped this would be the last, the only time.

Lan Yan was forced back again and again by the seven long swords. When he was finally cornered against the wall with nowhere left to retreat, he despaired. Turning his head, he saw an open window behind him. Without hesitation, he leaped out…

Lan Min was in his own home, lying on his large Simmons bed.

Tonight, he unusually didn't bring a woman home for prostitution. His libido was very strong; he couldn't enjoy a night without a woman. He didn't care about spending 1800 every night, as long as it made him feel less lonely.

He appeared dashing and had countless friends, but these friends were destined to be platonic, only financial acquaintances. He wore so many masks that he couldn't even discern his true self. If he couldn't see himself clearly, how could others? In truth, someone like him could never have true friends, because he couldn't reveal his inner self to others. The ugliness within him would deter everyone, thus sealing his fate of loneliness, forever alone.

Tonight, he couldn't sleep, lying in bed, tossing and turning, his mind restless. The few crimes Lan Yan had mentioned tonight were merely a drop in the ocean of his countless sins. He dared not recall them, for they would haunt him with nightmares. But Xiao Chong's words forced him to remember. He had to cleanse his past, but it couldn't be completely erased; he could only bury it. After carefully recalling each and every one of them, he felt each one was buried cleanly and thoroughly, leaving no trace. His only worry was Lan Yan; if she leaked the truth, he would be finished.

As Lan Min was lost in thought, his phone rang.

"Hello, who is it?" Lan Min answered without checking the caller ID.

"Brother, it's me!" Lan Yan's weak voice came through the phone.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Lan Min asked anxiously.

"That Ouyang Chong and Shuang Xi offered eight million to kill me, and they even bribed my men! I, I'm injured!" Lan Yan's feeble voice came through the phone.

"Where are you now?" Lan Min asked quickly.

"I'm right outside your door!" Lan Yan said, and then the phone went silent. It turned out that when he was forced into a corner and had no other choice, he had to take a gamble, hoping for a miraculous escape. Anyway, his office was on the second floor, and the chances of him dying from the fall were slim; at most, he would be crippled. If he was lucky enough to still be able to move after the fall, he could escape this calamity. His luck was actually pretty good. Just as he was about to land after jumping from the Henan Daxia truck, a top-loading truck loaded with cardboard caught him. Although he was dazed from the fall, he wasn't seriously injured except for his original wounds.

After struggling to get off the truck, he thought it over and over. He knew that the entire underworld of Guangcheng was looking for him, and with nowhere to hide, he had no choice but to flee to Lanmin's place. Although his brother had always been indifferent and had even tried to leave him to die, he thought that hiding at his place for two or three days shouldn't be a problem.

Lanmin opened the door and saw his younger brother lying there covered in blood. He quickly looked around to make sure no one had seen him before dragging him inside and immediately using a mop to clean up the bloodstains at the door.

"How are you feeling?" Lanmin asked after taking out a first-aid kit and bandaging his wounds.

"I won't die! I'll be fine in a few days!" Lan Yan said, pale but indifferent. He was already used to this life of danger. As long as he was alive, he could always make a comeback.

"I told you you couldn't beat them, I told you to pack up and run away, but you wouldn't believe me!"

"Run away? Knowing me as you do, would I run away?"

"Well... knowing you as I do, you definitely wouldn't!" " Then why did you

tell me to run away! Don't worry, I won't implicate you. I'll stay here for a few days, and once my injuries heal, I'll leave!" "So what are you planning to do afterward?" "I'll make Ouyang Chong and Shuangxi wish they were dead!" Lan Yan said through gritted teeth. "What are you planning to do?" Lan Min asked, startled. "I'm going to tell the people at Zhonghe Hall about them killing Lei Gouzi, so they'll turn on each other first, and then I'll take the opportunity to deal with them." "...Isn't there any other way?" Lan Min wasn't wrong; his brother was indeed going to do this, but the consequence would likely be losing Xiao Chong as his sugar daddy, and the little bit of money he had just seen would be ruined—the last thing he wanted. "Can you think of a better way?" Lan Yan asked. "No!" Lan Min truly had no better way! "Then just leave me alone!" "Sigh, what's the point!" Lan Min sighed helplessly, thinking to himself: Since you're determined to ruin my future, I have no other choice! "Is there any water? Pour me a glass of water!" "Wait a minute!" As Lan Yan went into the kitchen to pour water, she took a deep look at Lan Min, who was closing his eyes and enduring the pain. This would be the last time she saw him. A glass of slightly steaming warm water was placed in Lan Yan's hands. Without thinking, Lan Yan gulped it down, then put down the glass and closed her eyes again. "Little brother, sleep peacefully!" "Mmm!" "Don't blame your brother for being heartless! " "You've always been like this, I'm used to it!" "Okay, then get used to it one more time, the last time!" "What?" "I drugged the water!" "You...why?" "I didn't want to, but I had no choice. Think about it from my perspective!" " Because I need to deal with Ouyang Chong. If he dies, you'll lose your chance to climb the ladder?" "..." "You're going to kill me for that?" "..." "He hasn't taken over Zhenxing yet, and it seems only he and Shuangxi have mentioned he's about to take over. Did your chairman tell you that himself?" "No!" " Then how do you know if they're telling the truth or not? You 're going to kill me because of such an absurd claim that's not even clear whether it's true or false !" " I can't let any opportunity slip by!" "You're so foolish...ah...it hurts so much!!!" "Bear with it, bear with it, it'll stop hurting soon!" "Brother...brother..." "I didn't want to, I didn't want to!" "Brother, brother, save me! It hurts so much!" Lan Yan reached out her hand to Lan Min, groaning in pain and covered in sweat. "It won't hurt in a bit!" Lan Min looked at his younger brother, and scenes of the two brothers sharing joys and sorrows as children flashed before his eyes. Once, he also had feelings for his brother! Once, he also had flesh and blood and humanity! But when did he change? When did he become so cold-blooded and ruthless, disregarding even his own family, to achieve his goals? Perhaps it started from the day he endured hunger! Perhaps it started from the day he understood the coldness of human relationships and the indifference of the world! Perhaps it started from the day he realized the importance of money and fame! Perhaps it started from the day he learned to enjoy a life of luxury and extravagance! Perhaps, perhaps, there are so many perhapss. "Brother, can you hug me? I'm so cold!" Lan Yan's weak plea brought Lan Min back from his memories.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" This weak voice seemed to suddenly awaken Lanmin's conscience, making him instantly realize that the person lying on the ground, about to die, was his own flesh and blood brother. He couldn't help but hug his blood-related brother, but in that instant, he felt a sharp, unbearable pain in his heart. He looked down and saw a knife hilt on his heart, and the hand holding the hilt belonged to his brother.

"Brother, stay with me, like when I was little and I was afraid of the dark, and you stayed with me." Lanyan said affectionately to her brother.

"..." Lanmin wanted to speak, but nothing came out of his mouth except blood bubbles.

"Born of the same root, yet we fight each other, why so hasty..." Lan Yan's voice grew weaker and weaker until it vanished into nothingness...

Chapter Thirty-Nine of the Forced Invasion:

"...A murder has occurred in Unit 4, Block B, Yijing Garden in this city. Two men were found dead, embracing each other. One of the men has been identified as the manager of a certain group's Guangcheng branch, while the identity of the other man is still pending confirmation. The cause of death for both men is still under further investigation by the police..."

When Shuangxi saw this news, she couldn't help but call Xiao Chong. "Senior brother, did you see the news

?"

"Yes!"

"They both shut up!"

"Yeah, sigh~~~"

"What's wrong? You don't seem happy!"

"Are you happy?"

"To be honest, I'm not happy either! It's a bit cruel!"

"Although they deserved to die, fratricide is still a tragedy!"

"Senior brother, please accept my condolences. It was unavoidable. These two brothers were too evil; they should never exist in this world!"

"Damn it, what condolences do I have to accept! Don't call me for such lousy things again!"

"Ugh, I didn't even call you. Both times you asked to be an extra. I just arranged the roles of doctor and driver for you."

"Really? Didn't you beg me to go?"

"How could I have the power to hire a big star like you? Your appearance fee is easily over a million! I don't know where I'd get that kind of performance fee for you!"

"Forget it, consider this a friendly cameo. Anyway, I've already given instructions to He Yu. You just need to go and handle the handover of the Snake Hall with her puppet husband. He's a mediocre guy; you can handle him easily. Take over Henan too. From now on, you're on your own!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

"If you say that again, I'll come over and beat you up!"

"I'll remember that!"

"I don't care if you keep it to yourself. I haven't done anything productive these past few days, so don't bother me if you need anything. Hua Di and the others are coming these next few days; you guys handle that yourselves. I need to focus on being a doctor. It's so annoying; Longxin Clinic is still half-dead, and I don't know what to do!"

"Okay, I understand! If I can't come to you when I need something, I can at least ask you for drinks, late-night snacks, and karaoke, right?"

"Oh, if you're paying, I might consider it!"

"Damn it, I need to consider paying? What kind of person are you!"

"..."

Xiao Chong basically didn't go anywhere. Apart from the occasional guest appearance, he spent almost all his time at Longxin Clinic. But he was puzzled as to why the clinic hadn't seen any improvement yet. Was it because his medical skills weren't good enough, or because he wasn't kind enough?

But he believed he had done enough. He treated every patient who visited Longxin Clinic like a god, speaking human language to humans and ghost language to ghosts. Even stray cats and dogs that accidentally wandered into Longxin's clinic would be kindly vaccinated and then given a good meal and well-cared for for a few days until they were plump and healthy before he... Preparing the ingredients for hot pot to satisfy their hunger.

Actually, Longxin Clinic's business has improved significantly since its opening, but this improvement is negligible for Xiao Chong. Xiao Chong is impulsive and impatient; he always wants to eat his fill, so he often either chokes or gets stuck.

Seeing patients with colds and fevers repeatedly quickly made him lose patience with these patients who were slowly gaining confidence in Longxin. Was he, a national-level doctor, only capable of treating such trivial cases?

Where were patients like Da Qiang? Why weren't there more of them? Even if it was free, just letting him pass through... It's good to satisfy a craving for surgery; Xiao Chong's hands were trembling with urgency after not having operated for so long. But who would be as desperate as Da Qiang to go to a small clinic for such a dangerous surgery?

Xiao Chong often went to the operating room, whether he had something to do or not, but mostly when he didn't. Looking at the luxuriously equipped operating rooms, he always felt a mixture of satisfaction and emptiness. The operating room's facilities were absolutely top-notch, which was the reason for his satisfaction, but the fact that the operating room was almost always empty, like the emptiness in his heart, was a bit unbearable for him.

Wu Yuexin's brother, Wu Yueyang, had been released by Xiao Chong through connections. Although the number of counterfeit drugs sold was large, none... He caused damage, and he actively cooperated with the public security organs in cracking down on counterfeit drug dealers. A week later, Xiao Chong finally paid the fine through He Yu's connections and got him released. However, Renjitang was ordered to reorganize and could only reopen after being re-verified by the Food and Drug Administration. It seemed that it would be difficult to do so in less than a year and a half.

Today was the day to pick up Wu Yueyang. Xiao Chong had already told Wu Yuexin about it the night before. This little girl was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night. She hadn't seen her brother for a week, so she got up late in the morning. She only got up hurriedly when Xiao Chong called her.

"Yuexin, Yuexin, wake up! Time to pick up your brother!" Xiao Chong called from outside Wu Yuexin's door.

"...Oh, coming, coming!" Wu Yuexin quickly got up and opened the door.

"Huh? Where did you go stealing last night?" Xiao Chong teased, looking at her swollen eyes.

"No, no!" Wu Yuexin quickly picked up a mirror and looked at herself. A pair of panda-like eyes immediately appeared in the mirror.

"Wow, how many people were fighting here last night?" Xiao Chong looked at the messy bed, the quilt crumpled like pickled vegetables.

"No, no!" Wu Yuexin looked at the bed she had slept on, her face flushing red with embarrassment. She had tossed and turned in bed all night until dawn before finally falling asleep; it was no wonder the bed was a mess.

"What's this?" Xiao Chong asked, pointing to the red stains on the bed.

"Ah, this, this..." Wu Yuexin followed Xiao Chong's gaze and what she saw shocked her. She was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground. Of course, she knew what the red stains on the bed were, but how could she explain it to Xiao Chong!

Her period had started at the crack of dawn, and in her haste, she hadn't even turned on the light before grabbing a sanitary pad, thinking there hadn't been any leakage. She turned over and drifted off to sleep, but she hadn't expected her carelessness to lead her into such an awkward situation.

"Oh, okay, okay, I know!" Xiao Chong looked at the bed, then at Wu Yuexin's expression. Having been through similar experiences, he naturally understood what had happened. He didn't feel disgusted; instead, he felt a sense of comfort looking at Wu Yuexin's shy and timid expression. This perverted guy had come to a girl's room so early in the morning, clearly for some unexpected gain.

"Brother Xiao Chong..." Wu Yuexin hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chong, oblivious to her surroundings, remained standing there like a block of wood.

"Could you step out for a moment? I..." Wu Yuexin really didn't dare tell him she wanted to change clothes, otherwise, if his eyes fell on a certain part of her body, she would be too embarrassed to face anyone. Because she had inadvertently noticed a very obvious, glaring, and terrifying dark red stain on her pants. She was helpless except to tightly clamp her thighs together, not daring to move and let Xiao Chong notice. When she saw Xiao Chong's eyes darting around, she thought to herself: What else do you want to see? You've seen everything you should and shouldn't have seen, aren't you satisfied?

"Okay, then hurry up!" Xiao Chong left almost satisfied. The girl's blushing face was much prettier than usual.

As soon as Xiao Chong left, Wu Yuexin quickly closed the door, tore off the sheets and covers and threw them into the bathroom. She then took off all her clothes from head to toe and changed them, carefully checking them over and over again to make sure everything was alright before finally relaxing. Having learned her lesson, she would never dare to open the door to a man's room so early in the morning again.

Chapter 40 of the Forced Entry Chapter:

Zhang Fenfang, Nami, and Ye Yiyu watched Xiao Chong and Wu Yuexin leave together, feeling uneasy.

"The new favorite is so popular! We're only twenty years old, and we've already become old hags and been abandoned! This guy is so greedy and insatiable, he'll never be satisfied. I'll never open the door to a room for a heartless man like him again," Nami said sourly.

"Come on, your Chinese is terrible and you're still making up these kinds of descriptions. Chen Shimei abandoned his wife for wealth and status, while he's after nothing but excitement and novelty. Besides, does he even need you to open the door? He has keys to everyone's rooms! Who can control him now? He can come and go as he pleases, sleep wherever he wants, and flirt with whomever he wants!" Ye Yiyu always kept her bedroom door tightly shut before going to sleep, but every morning she would wake up to an unexpected discovery: Xiao Chong would always appear in her bed like a ghost, not only embracing her but also secretly invading her most private parts, all without her noticing. Sometimes she really had to admire his skill in stealing kisses and grotesque acts. She wanted to jam the door shut with a few wooden planks, but she was also reluctant. Although his appearance was sudden, she still couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Yes, it's like the sky wanting to rain, a mother wanting to remarry, and him wanting to chase women—no one can stop him!" Zhang Fenfang said helplessly. She had long since come to terms with it. As long as he still had her in his heart, she didn't care how many women he had. Anyway, she never hoped to be with him forever in the first place, so this was already a great blessing for her.

"Sigh, once you get your feet wet, you can never get back to shore!" Nami was equally helpless. She longed to have Xiao Chong's love all to herself, but she knew from the beginning that it was impossible. Yet, she still couldn't resist getting on his bandwagon. Later, this impulsive guy accidentally broke through her last line of defense. Now, besides following him wholeheartedly, she could no longer complain.

"Let's all try to be more optimistic. No woman can hold onto a man like that!" Zhang Fenfang didn't have the same ambitions as them, so she was very open-minded. Seeing the two women looking so unhappy, she couldn't help but try to persuade them.

"..."

Xiao Chong felt wronged. He had no intention of possessing Wu Yuexin; he simply enjoyed watching her from afar, with appreciative eyes. She was like a white magnolia, pleasing to the eye and soothing to the soul just to look at and smell her. Moreover, he already carried countless emotional debts; adding more burdens, he didn't know if he could bear it.

He admired his father. His father had many women, yet he always seemed carefree and never troubled by them. He didn't know how his father managed to appease all his mothers so well!

In his memory, the six mothers who had lived with him since childhood had never embarrassed his father because of jealousy, while his women had driven him to resort to the desperate measure of hanging himself to quell the conflict. Now, he understood that his seemingly gentle, refined, and somewhat weak-willed father was far greater than himself, much, much greater.

"Yuexin, are you hungry?" Xiao Chong asked as he drove, pulling himself out of his thoughts.

"A little!" Wu Yuexin replied.

"It's still early, your brother won't be out this early. Let me take you to have breakfast first!"

"Where to eat? Fatty's Pig's Trotter Rice Noodles are long gone!"

"I'm tired of eating rice noodles every day! Let's try something different today!"

"What are we eating?"

"I'll keep you in suspense for now, you'll find out in a bit."

"

Xiao Chong doesn't really have any favorite foods. He always orders the same two: either pork knuckle rice noodles or roast goose rice noodles. Since he doesn't eat pork knuckle rice noodles, it must be roast goose rice noodles. Wu Yuexin, being a young and fresh-faced beauty, naturally wouldn't know. But if it were any of the women—Naimi, Ye Yiyu, or Zhang Fenfang—they would know what he was up to the moment Xiao Chong raised his buttocks. The metaphor is crude, but the principle is the same.

Half a roast goose leg.

When Yang San and Zhu Zi saw that Xiao Chong had brought another beautiful woman, they couldn't help but smile knowingly. The boss is indeed the boss; his actions are extraordinary. He only brings out beautiful women! Gradually, they had figured out a pattern: whenever the boss met a pretty girl, he would definitely bring her to eat what was now his half a roast goose leg.

As soon as the two sat down, Xiao Chong called out, "Third Brother!"

"Here!" Yang San came running at the sound of his voice.

"How's your roast goose coming along?" Xiao Chong asked.

"I'm still learning, I don't know if I can satisfy you!" Yang San didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Xiao Chong, even though his roast goose was highly praised by others.

"Then give me two bowls to try!" Xiao Chong said.

"Okay, just a moment, coming right away!" Yang San said and quickly went to the kitchen to prepare.

"Brother Xiao Chong, is this also your shop?" Wu Yuexin asked, looking at Yang San's attentive service.

"Not before, but now!" Xiao Chong said casually.

"Wow, you're really amazing! You run a clinic and a restaurant!" Wu Yuexin said, looking at the half-eaten roast goose leg that was packed with customers.

"What? Tempted? But I'm already taken, and not just one!" Xiao Chong teased her with a smile, but secretly thought: I have many amazing things to do, you'll find out later!

"No..." Wu Yuexin's voice suddenly lowered, her face flushed like a ripe apple waiting to be picked.

"Hehe, I was just kidding. How about trying Lao San's cooking?" Xiao Chong quickly changed the subject as Yang San brought over two bowls of roast goose noodles from afar.

After the two bowls of roast goose noodles were gone, Wu Yuexin handed Xiao Chong a tissue. Xiao Chong looked at the tissue, then at her, and then wiped his mouth with his big hand, saying, "I'm a rough guy, I'm not used to that stuff!"

"This~~~" Wu Yuexin was lost in thought as she watched his rough actions. This man was completely different from her brother. He was rough, forthright, unpretentious, and didn't hide himself at all. He was as carefree as a butcher, but sometimes he was so thoughtful and considerate that he moved her to tears.

"How's the roast goose?" As Xiao Chong asked this, Yang San and Zhu Zi, who had been watching the situation, quickly came over, eager to hear his advice.

"It's delicious, but... I can't quite put my finger on it!" Wu Yuexin savored the taste carefully. The roast goose was very delicious, but there was something missing. However, she couldn't explain why she felt this way.

"What do you think?" Xiao Chong asked Yang San.

"I... I've only just started learning how to make it, and I haven't learned how to appreciate it yet, so I can't really say!" Yang San had been learning to make roast goose for less than two months, and indeed, he hadn't learned how to evaluate it.

"Then go and cut up a plate of your roast goose and a plate of Zhu Zi's roast goose!" Xiao Chong said.

Upon hearing this, Yang San quickly went into the kitchen and cut a plate of roast goose for each of them.

He placed the two plates in front of Xiao Chong and Wu Yuexin.

"This plate, was it made by Zhu Zi?" Xiao Chong asked Yang San, pointing to one of the plates.

"Yes, but how did you tell the difference? These two plates of roast goose look exactly the same. If I hadn't cut them myself, I wouldn't have been able to tell which was which!" Yang San said, puzzled. Zhu Zi and Wu Yuexin were equally confused.

"Hehe, that proves your skills aren't up to par yet! You learned roast goose from Zhu Zi, and Zhu Zi learned from me. Strictly speaking, I'm your grandmaster. If I couldn't even see that, would I have the right to point fingers here? You two, look closely. These two plates of roast goose look similar in color, but they're actually quite different. This plate is golden with a reddish tinge, while this one is just golden, and the color isn't even. I'm sure the plate with the uneven color is the one Lao San roasted. Now, try it and see if there's a difference in taste." Xiao Chong said, pulling over the bamboo tube containing disposable chopsticks and gesturing for them to try.

Yang San, Zhu Zi, Wu Yuexin, and the lively diners all picked up their chopsticks and began to taste the roast goose.

"Well? Did you find anything?" Xiao Chong asked, looking at the two empty plates.

Before Zhu Zi and Yang San could answer, a diner nearby exclaimed, "Boss, there's too little roast goose! We can't taste it properly. Why don't you ask them to cut out two more large plates?"

"Yes, yes, cut out two more large plates so we can taste it properly!" another diner said.

"That's right, two large geese would be best!" yet another diner added.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chong shouted even louder than them: "Damn it, do you think I'm a sucker? Do you think I can raise roast goose myself? This roast goose is half a leg that I bought myself, and it was all bought with real money!"

"Oh, look how stingy you are!"

"You can't get rich by being stingy!"

"Be generous, don't be so miserly!"

"..."

Xiao Chong impatiently interrupted these diners who wanted to take advantage: "Excuse me, everyone, my mother taught me from a young age that a generous man can get rich, but he will definitely have a hard time keeping his money. A stingy man may not get rich, but he can keep his money. So, in order not to make my mother angry, I can only promise you all a 10% discount when you pay the bill later!"

"Damn, it's only a dollar off!"

"What can you buy with a dollar these days!"

"Yeah! Yeah!"

"..."

"Shut up, or I won't give you that dollar discount!" Xiao Chong's words were effective this time, and the large group of dark-skinned diners immediately fell silent.

Seeing that everyone had quieted down to save that dollar, Xiao Chong slowly began to speak: "Actually, I know that you're not unable to taste it, you just can't express it and want to take advantage of me! This is a common problem for modern people. Whatever they eat only nourishes the flesh, rarely nourishing the brain. The more they eat, the more fat they become, and the more dull their minds become..." Xiao Chong paused here and quickly changed the subject, because he saw the angry expressions on everyone's faces and was afraid of provoking their wrath. "This dish is golden with a reddish tinge, crispy skin, fragrant meat, and a fresh, tender, and delicate flavor. The fatty meat is fresh but not greasy, the lean meat is soft but not sticky, and the bones are crispy with sweet juice. This dish is just golden roast goose. The skin is crispy, but too crispy, losing its chewiness. The meat is fragrant, but too tough. The flavor is definitely fresh and delicate, because duck meat is a perfect match for this dish. However, the fatty meat is fresh but slippery, the lean meat is soft but sticky, and the bones are crispy, but the juice has a slightly bloody smell, as if it wasn't cooked through! Do you know why this is?"

"Why?" everyone asked in unison.

"Want to know? Order another bowl of roast goose noodles, and I'll tell you!" Xiao Chong didn't forget to attract customers at this moment.

"Okay! Another bowl!" Only one voice stood out from the chorus of paying bills. A customer with a fat head, big ears, and a big belly, who looked quite bloated, shouted.

"It's actually quite simple. Besides the fact that Lao San didn't apply the coating evenly and the heat was insufficient, the main problem was that he forgot to add one thing when roasting the charcoal!" Xiao Chong nodded at the customer.

"What thing?" everyone asked again.

"Ask Lao San!" Xiao Chong said.

Under everyone's gaze, Yang San's face immediately became a little unnatural. "That pine nut straw ball was gone when roasting this last batch, so I didn't add it to the charcoal. I thought it wouldn't matter whether it was there or not, but I didn't expect the taste to be so different!"

At this, Yang San and Zhu Zi couldn't help but admire this master chef immensely. He could tell where the problem was just by looking at the color and tasting the flavor. It was a waste that such a person wasn't a roast goose master.

"Third brother, now you know that making roast goose is a meticulous matter, right? Even the slightest oversight in any step is unacceptable! Actually, you don't need to be discouraged. It's truly remarkable that you've reached this level in less than a month. But my initial promise remains unchanged: three months. Remember, three months. If you still can't satisfy me in three months, I don't care how much you and Zhuzi have accomplished in other areas; you'll both be fired. Understand?" Xiao Chong said in a low voice after everyone had left.

"Understood, we will never let you down!" Zhuzi and Yang San immediately replied cautiously.

"Good, then I'll wait! Yuexin, are you full? Would you like another bowl?" Xiao Chong asked considerately.

"No, I'm full!" Wu Yuexin hadn't eaten her fill, but listening to Xiao Chong discuss the food was a pleasure; just listening was enough to satisfy her.

"Then let's go!" Xiao Chong said, leading her out. But just as he opened the car door to get in, the fat, pot-bellied diner caught up with them.

"Boss, wait a minute!" The customer had only walked a dozen steps from inside the half-roasted goose leg to the outside, but the short run had already left him drenched in sweat.

"

Hello, may I ask what's the matter?" Xiao Chong asked humbly and politely.

"I'm Fang Xinzhong from Zhongxing Catering Group. I'm very interested in your roasted goose. Would you be interested in cooperating with us?" Fang Xinzhong said, handing Xiao Chong a business card.

"You're Fang Xinzhong?" Wu Yuexin exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes! Hello, Miss Yuexin!" Although Fang Xinzhong was overweight, he was very polite and attentive. Xiao Chong must have remembered her name when he called her at the half-roasted goose leg restaurant; it seemed Fang Xinzhong was indeed a thoughtful person.

"Okay, Mr. Fang, I have some things to take care of now. Can I call you again if needed?" Xiao Chong didn't offer any opinion; he simply didn't have the mind to discuss this at the moment.

"Well... okay, I'll wait for your call!" Fang Xinzhong was taken aback by Xiao Chong's words, but still remained polite after the initial surprise.

In the car.

"Yuexin, do you know that Fang Xinzhong?" Xiao Chong asked.

"No, I've only heard his name on TV news often. I think he's one of the top ten private entrepreneurs in the country, quite famous in the food industry. That X-flavor chicken is his brand!" Wu Yuexin said.

"Oh, I see!" Xiao Chong nodded thoughtfully and then fell silent.

"Brother Xiao Chong, how come you know so much about roast goose? It's like you actually know how to make it?" Wu Yuexin had seen Xiao Chong speak so confidently, but hadn't had a chance to ask due to the crowd.

"What do you mean 'seems like'? I actually buy roast goose."

"So how did you become a doctor?"

"Well, it's a long story, where should I even begin? If I'm talking about starting to learn medicine, it started when I was three!"

"Starting to learn medicine at three? That's unbelievable!"

"Hehe, that's right. My father was a famous barefoot doctor, both domestically and internationally. He thought three was too late. He and my mothers..."

"How many mothers do you have?"

"Seven or eight, I guess!"

"My God!"

"My eldest aunt, Shen Xue, loved to whip me. She started when I was three!"

"My mother!"

"..."

As Xiao Chong drove, he told Wu Yuexin about his family, his history, and his past, continuing until he picked up Wu Yueyang, without even mentioning how he abandoned his wife and children to come to Guangcheng. Wu Yuexin was already completely bewildered; such bizarre stories could fill a book.

Wu Yueyang watched his sister standing outside the police station, arm in arm with a strange man, chatting and laughing. He felt strange and surprised, but also hostile towards the man. His intuition told him that this man was incredibly attractive to women, and his pure and kind sister would definitely not escape his charms. The enigmatic clutches intensified when he learned this man already had seven women and a son and a daughter. He desperately wanted to cast a spell to turn his sister into a tiny child and hold her tightly in his palm, preventing her from falling for this irresistibly charming womanizer. But he wasn't Sun Wukong, nor did he possess the magic of Taibai Jinxing, so he could only watch helplessly as his sister stepped into the abyss.

Xiao Chong seemed to have seen through Wu Yueyang's intentions. Instead of restraining himself, he deliberately embarrassed him, occasionally and intentionally reaching out to Wu Yuexin, further fueling Wu Yueyang's rage.

"Brother Wu, you don't look too good!" Xiao Chong glanced at Wu Yueyang in the back seat through the rearview mirror. When he got in the car, he deliberately opened the back door of the Hyundai to signal Wu Yueyang to get in, but after Wu Yueyang got in, he opened the front door and let Wu Yuexin get in.

"Hmph!" Wu Yueyang snorted in response.

"Brother! Don't be like that, Brother Xiao Chong is a good person!" Wu Yuexin knew her brother well, and knew his stubborn temper.

"A good person? A good person would have three wives and four concubines and still make advances on underage girls?" Wu Yueyang looked down on Xiao Chong. His first impression of Xiao Chong was bad. This man was more handsome than him, and the scar on his face was more distinctive than his own faded acne scars. How could he possibly be attracted to a man who was more outstanding than him and had ulterior motives towards his sister?

"Hehe, Yuexin, your brother is right. Men with three wives and four concubines in modern society are indeed not good people, but they're still much better than some men in their twenties who don't even have a girlfriend!" Xiao Chong retorted indifferently. He had already heard Wu Yuexin say that her brother hadn't had a girlfriend yet.

"What did you say? I just don't want to have a girlfriend. If I wanted to, I could pick a whole company of girls! Back in school, I was the number one playboy who charmed countless girls and was known as the heartbreaker." Wu Yueyang boasted without panting.

"A whole company of girls? A whole company of middle-aged women, I guess." Xiao Chong said with a smile.

"You, stop the car! You bastard, you're going too far!" Wu Yueyang was very angry, but not because of Xiao Chong's words, but because of Xiao Chong's hand. He saw it clearly. Xiao Chong's hand, which was shifting gears, suddenly slipped and landed on Wu Yuexin's bare, snow-white thigh, which was only covered by a short skirt, and it never left. Strangely, his sister only blushed and didn't say anything, but he couldn't tolerate it.

"What's wrong, Wu brothers?" Xiao Chong slowly pulled the car to the side, but his hand, whether intentionally or unintentionally, never left Wu Yuexin's thigh.

"Stop babbling and stop the car!" Wu Yueyang wanted to yell, "Don't put your dirty hands on my sister's thigh!" But he didn't dare; he was afraid of embarrassing his sister. This guy seemed to have read his mind, and even now, he didn't stop, instead taking advantage of the situation by rubbing his sister's thigh back and forth. Wu Yueyang was furious.

As soon as Xiao Chong parked the car, Wu Yueyang jumped out, rushed to Xiao Chong's seat, opened the front door, dragged Xiao Chong out, and without a word, punched him. Xiao Chong, as if his martial arts had been crippled, didn't dodge or evade, letting him hit him.

"Ouch!" Xiao Chong and Wu Yueyang cried out simultaneously, Wu Yueyang's cry being especially loud, because his punch felt like it had hit a rock, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Brother, please don't do this, please don't do this!" Wu Yuexin didn't know why her brother had suddenly gone berserk, treating his savior as if he were his father's killer.

"You bastard, you're still pretending!" Wu Yueyang didn't know what trick Xiao Chong was playing, but he knew that Xiao Chong, who was clutching his stomach and pretending to be in great pain, was definitely faking it. So, without any hesitation, he raised his leg and kicked Xiao Chong. His kick was extremely powerful; he had taken two steps back and used the momentum of the rebound to kick. Xiao Chong could no longer use his internal energy to block it as before. Just as Wu Yueyang's foot was about to make contact with his body, he suddenly ducked and fell to the ground, cleverly dodging the kick. However, the way he fell to the ground made it look like he had been injured by the kick.

Wu Yueyang's kick missed, and he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, landing on his back with stars in his eyes. He thought his sister would come to help him, but she didn't even look at him. Instead, she went to help Xiao Chong. When he saw the guy his sister had helped up, who was deliberately leaning against her chest and winking at him, he was so angry that he almost fainted.

"Brother Wu, how are you? Are you alright!" Xiao Chong, having taken full advantage of Wu Yuexin, pushed her away and staggered to Wu Yueyang's side, squatting down to help him up.

"Get lost..." Before Wu Yueyang could finish saying "get lost," he felt the hands on his arms clamping down like two giant iron clamps, making him unable to move and causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"Kid, let's take our time. I've been lonely for a long time..." Xiao Chong whispered these words quickly in Wu Yueyang's ear, then forcefully helped him up and released him, patting his shoulder with feigned concern and saying loudly, "You're alright, that's good, I'm relieved!"

“Brother, how could you do this? You’ve disappointed me so much. Brother Xiaochong has been so kind to our family, how could you treat him like this? If he hadn’t taken me in, I’d probably still be sleeping on the streets. Remember, if he hadn’t paid for Dad’s hospital bills, he would have been kicked out of the hospital long ago! And you, if it weren’t for him, would you be out here? And if he hadn’t shown up in time that day, I would probably have been violated by that beast Lanyan! Waaah, why did you treat him like this? Waaah! We can’t even repay his kindness!” Wu Yuexin choked up as she spoke.

“Oh dear, it seems I’ve gone a bit too far!” Xiaochong couldn’t bear to see a woman cry. He couldn’t help but soften when a woman cried. His original plan to teach Wu Yueyang a lesson was completely ruined by Wu Yuexin’s tears.

“Okay, I admit it, I shouldn’t have treated you like that. I was just teasing you! I have no feelings for your sister, not even a little bit. I only see her as a sister. I’m already too busy with so many women, how could I have the mind to play around with Meimei?” Xiaochong generously extended his hand to Wu Yueyang.

"Are you serious?" Wu Yueyang wouldn't even want to put his sister in a difficult position, let alone hurt her, so even though he didn't know if Xiao Chong was telling the truth, he readily extended his hand.

"Seriously, more genuine than pearls!" Xiao Chong nodded sincerely, but secretly thought, "I won't play with your sister, I'll play with you, for three whole months! Who told you to be so disrespectful!"

The two men's large hands clasped tightly. Wu Yueyang's grip was naturally weaker than Xiao Chong's, so his face quickly contorted in pain!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. In the army, I often had to compete with people in strength, so I couldn't help but grip their hands tightly out of habit. Did I hurt you?" Xiao Chong quickly let go and apologized sincerely again, secretly chuckling to himself, "Kid, your hard times are far from over!"

Wu Yueyang's hand, which had been gripped so tightly, throbbed for nearly fifteen minutes before the pain subsided. However, after hearing Xiao Chong's words, he couldn't retaliate or get angry. He could only helplessly pretend he had been pinched by a ghost.

Wu Yuexin was both happy and a little disappointed to see the two men reconcile. She was happy because her brother could finally get along peacefully with Xiao Chong, but disappointed because Xiao Chong had clearly stated that he had no feelings for her. Although she knew she couldn't accept the fact that he had multiple wives and concubines, she still couldn't help but feel disappointed—a disappointment she couldn't quite explain.

The three men shook hands and made peace, then continued on their way home.

"Your Renjitang might need a whole row of rooms before it can reopen. How about you temporarily stay at my place and lend a hand?" Xiao Chong suggested "kindly," but actually he wanted to use the siblings' reputation to bolster his own business.

"This..." The Wu siblings exchanged a glance, unsure how to respond.

Chapter 42 of the Forced Invasion

: "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer. Room and board are all included, and you'll still get your salary—the treatment of a chief physician!" Seeing this, Xiao Chong immediately increased the stakes. After Shuangxi left, he felt that the Longxin Clinic was too yin-dominant and lacked yang energy, which was quite unbalanced. He often felt somewhat powerless when fighting multiple women alone, of course, not in bed.

"No, Brother Xiao Chong, that's not what we meant. We understand your good intentions, but we've already caused you so much trouble, we're really sorry!" Wu Yuexin said.

"Hehe, since you're calling me brother, you should really treat me like one, otherwise your brother won't feel at ease. Wu brothers, don't you think so?" Xiao Chong asked.

"Yes!" Wu Yueyang's mind was drawn to a girl in a miniskirt on the street, and he didn't hear what Xiao Chong asked, so he answered casually.

"Brother, what did you say!" Wu Yuexin said indignantly.

"Oh, no, no!" Seeing that his sister was angry, Wu Yueyang dared not let his mind wander anymore.

"Then let's settle on this, okay?" Xiao Chong seized the opportunity.

Wu Yuexin glanced at Wu Yueyang for his opinion, but Wu Yueyang had a carefree and indifferent expression, as if saying whatever he wanted. Wu Yuexin knew that asking him was pointless; this brother never had any opinions on important matters, not even a little bit. Remembering how good Xiao Chong had been to her in the past, she couldn't help but agree.

Xiao Chong, seeing that the two money trees had finally agreed to shake his money, couldn't contain his excitement. He shook, jumped, bowed, and swayed, completely forgetting he was still in the car. This startled the Wu siblings, who screamed repeatedly, because the car was beating in sync with Xiao Chong's movements.

That evening, Xiao Chong treated the staff of Longxin Clinic to a meal at the "Mong Kok Restaurant," introducing them to his new colleagues, Wu Yuexin and Wu Yueyang.

The Mong Kok Restaurant was the largest restaurant in Guangzhou. It was a popular choice for gang negotiations, triad deals, social gatherings, weddings, and friend get-togethers. Ordinary people appreciated the delicious food and affordable prices, while high-ranking officials appreciated the excellent service and luxurious decor. Triads, on the other hand, valued the fact that it wasn't affiliated with any particular gang, ensuring fairness and transparency. The owner was a powerful figure with connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles, and everyone respected him. Negotiations and deals between different triads wouldn't be conducted there. For young people like Xiao Chong, the fastest updating novel is the top choice, but he doesn't care about anything else; he's just there for the lively atmosphere.

Xiao Chong doesn't know many people in Guangcheng, but he didn't expect to run into an acquaintance here—the fat, pot-bellied Fang Xinzhong.

"Boss Ouyang, hello, welcome!" Fang Xinzhong seemed to be there specifically to greet Xiao Chong.

"You are... Boss Fang Zhongxin?" Xiao Chong thought for a while before remembering him. It's true what they say, you never know where you'll meet someone. He first met Fang Xinzhong with half a roast goose leg in the morning, and now he's at the Mong Kok Restaurant. If Fang Xinzhong were a slender, mature woman, Xiao Chong would definitely believe it's a destiny cultivated over a thousand years, because as the saying goes, "It takes a hundred years of cultivation to share a boat ride, and a thousand years to share a pillow!" But since the other party is a fat, pot-bellied man, Xiao Chong doesn't have such poetic feelings; instead, he suspects that Fang Xinzhong is a lingering ghost with ulterior motives.

"Yes, what a coincidence, brother! Please come with me to the private room!" Fang Xinzhong smiled like a Buddha.

"Do you own this restaurant?" Xiao Chong asked, noticing Fang Xinzhong's familiar manner.

"It's just a small shop, a small shop, please excuse my poor appearance!" Fang Xinzhong was even better at pretending than Xiao Chong. Such a large restaurant, yet he called it a small shop? Xiao Chong couldn't think of a word to describe Xiao Chong's half-eaten roast goose leg.

"It's not small at all. I'd be perfectly content if half a roast goose leg were half the size of your restaurant. Look at this main hall, three hundred tables, it's packed!" Xiao Chong said, looking at the bustling, noisy main hall, more like a marketplace.

"We're just honored by your presence. May I have a word with you, brother?" Fang Xinzhong led Xiao Chong and the others to a private room, arranged for them to sit, and had the waiter bring the menu and drinks.

"Yes, please, Mr. Fang!" Xiao Chong didn't know what Fang Xinzhong was up to, but he was a doctor, he'd seen all kinds of medicine, even poison.

Fang Xinzong led Xiao Chong to a luxurious office. After they sat down, he took out a box of cigars and offered it to Xiao Chong.

"Thank you, but I don't smoke!" Xiao Chong knew those were Cuban cigars, the kind only the very wealthy would hold between their middle and index fingers.

"Haha, brother, just like me, I don't smoke either!" Fang Xinzong put away the cigarettes and took out a bottle of red wine. This time, without asking Xiao Chong's opinion, he poured two glasses and handed one to him. Xiao Chong, being a connoisseur, could tell from the wine's color that it was expensive, so he didn't stand on ceremony. He picked it up, swirled it, smelled it, and then took a small sip, savoring it carefully. This was the method of appreciating fine wine that Xian Yanchang had taught him.

"Mr. Fang didn't invite me here just to offer me cigarettes and drinks, did he? I've had the wine, and I really wanted to smoke, but I'm not used to it, so I'll pass. Mr. Fang, just say what you want to say!" Xiao Chong's subtext was clear: Did you invite me here just to show off your wealth?

"Alright, brother, you're indeed straightforward, just my style. I'd like to buy half a roast goose leg. Name your price, what do you say?" Fang Xinzhong said bluntly.

"Hehe, Mr. Fang, you'd be interested in my half a roast goose leg?" Xiao Chong asked calmly.

"Yes, the roast goose from this half-roast goose leg is absolutely superb. I'm in the food business, I've tasted all sorts of delicacies, but roast goose is something I never tire of. I crave it if I don't eat it for a week or two." Fang Xinzhong looked like he was savoring the taste.

"Mr. Fang, are you going to buy half a roast goose leg just because you like roast goose?" Xiao Chong wasn't stupid, and Fang Xinzhong didn't dare to treat him like one either. Just from the way he savored the roast goose, Fang Xinzhong didn't underestimate him at all.

"Well... my brother, you have a good palate, but your eyes are even sharper! To be honest, I didn't just buy half a roast goose leg because I like roast goose!" Fang Xinzhong knew he couldn't hide it from Xiao Chong, so he had to tell the truth, but he only told half, as if deliberately testing whether Xiao Chong could know his thoughts.

"Boss Fang, are you planning to turn half a roast goose leg into a nationwide chain store like X-Flavor Chicken?" Xiao Chong asked.

"Haha, it's so pleasant talking to you, my brother! My parents gave me life, but no one understands me better than you! Name your price, and I won't haggle within my means!" Fang Xinzhong said with admiration.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I really want to give up my half-roasted goose leg, but unfortunately it's also something I love. Sorry, thank you for the wine, farewell!" Xiao Chong didn't want to sell the half-roasted goose leg, no matter the price. It was a memory, a memory of his poorest days in Guangcheng. He cherished it and hoped that every time he saw it, it would serve as a reminder, reminding him of how he used to eat a five-yuan bowl of roasted goose noodles with trembling hands. Xiao Chong wasn't short of money; he had many ways to make money, and he could even run a nationwide chain store. So he refused without hesitation.

"Brother, you should think it over carefully. I, Fang, never beg for favors. This is my first time. Aren't you being a bit disrespectful?" Fang Xinzhong said helplessly.

"Hehe, Mr. Fang, I only occasionally accept soft offers, but I never accept hard offers. If you really insist on this, there's nothing I can do!" Xiao Chong smiled brightly, as if Fang Xinzhong had just told a very funny joke.

"Alright then, we'll see!"

"Boss Fang, I advise you not to waste your energy, or you'll strain your eyes!" Xiao Chong smiled and waved goodbye.

When Xiao Chong left Fang Xinzhong's office and returned to his room, he was dumbfounded. These guys really didn't respect him as their boss. He hadn't even arrived yet, and they had not only ordered food but also eaten it all up.

"You, you, you're so unfair!" Xiao Chong pointed to the messy table and said to everyone.

"We're very fair. Look, we got you fast food!" Ye Yiyu pointed to a pitiful white lunchbox on the table.

"You're eating a feast? And I'm eating fast food? Do workers mistreat their boss like this?" Xiao Chong asked.

"Stop whining, we got you your favorite taro and braised pork!" Nami said while wiping her mouth with a tissue.

"Oh, that's not bad! Let's go then!" Xiao Chong was sometimes easily satisfied; a boxed lunch was enough.

"Where are you going? We haven't paid the bill yet!" Zhang Fenfang said.

"Then why don't you all hurry up and pay the bill!" Xiao Chong asked.

"You go!" everyone said in unison, even the Wu siblings were among them.

"Why should I go?" Xiao Chong was extremely aggrieved.

"You're the boss!" Everyone stood on the same side again.

"Damn it, I don't get any food, but I'm the only one who has to pay!" Xiao Chong was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

"I'll let you rely on me, I'll let you rely on me, it's no big deal, if you want to cry, just cry, we'll pretend we don't know!" Everyone started singing together again with great tacit understanding.

"..."

Chapter 43 of the forced

entry. After leaving the Mong Kok Restaurant, the group was still unwilling to let Xiao Chong go. They had already discussed it when Xiao Chong left the private room, and tonight they would make him bleed a little like they did during their periods. So, as soon as they left the hotel, they went into the karaoke room of the entertainment center next door.

Xiao Chong and Wu Yueyang were both aggrieved.

Four women make a drama, and the two microphones were passed around in their hands, but they just couldn't get a turn.

Xiao Chong and Wu Yueyang, seeing the songs they had ordered that they couldn't possibly finish singing all night, could only helplessly give up their desire to showcase their vocal talents.

Xiao Chong buried his head in his boxed lunch, while Wu Yueyang drank silently, both utterly frustrated.

The four women took turns screaming for over two hours before reluctantly leaving the karaoke bar, urged on by the two men. But as soon as they stepped outside, they immediately hailed a taxi and headed straight for the "Wild City" club. Clearly, they hadn't had enough fun, or perhaps they felt Xiao Chong hadn't given them enough blood to satisfy their subconscious sadistic tendencies.

Xiao Chong had lost interest. These women didn't care about his feelings at all, treating him like a grown man. So, to avoid this torment, he pulled out his wallet, tossed it to them without even looking, and said, "Do whatever you want, I'm not playing along," turning and walking towards the parking lot.

"What's wrong, Brother Xiao Chong?" Wu Yuexin couldn't help but ask, watching his lonely departing figure.

“Never mind him, he always has a few days when he's in a bad mood every month,” Ye Yiyu said.

“He'll be fine in a couple of days, we're used to it!” Nami said.

“Come on, let’s go do our own thing, we can have more fun without him!” Zhang Fenfang said.

“Why?” Wu Yuexin asked.

“Because he’s always forbidding us from doing this or that, and if there’s a handsome guy, he won’t even let us glance at him!” Ye Yiyu said.

“Yes, feudal, conservative, old-fashioned, rigid, dictatorial!” Nami said.

“Oh? He’s that bad in your eyes? But he’s been really nice to me!” Wu Yuexin asked again.

“That’s because you’re new here!” Ye Yiyu said.

“That’s because you’re not his woman!” Nami said.

“That’s because…maybe he really isn’t interested in a little sister like you!” Zhang Fenfang said.

“Sigh, I wish he treated me the way he treats you!” Wu Yuexin muttered to herself.

“What?” the women asked in unison.

"Nothing, I just mean, isn't it unsafe without a man around?" Wu Yuexin asked.

"Isn't your brother a man?" the women asked, looking at Wu Yueyang, who had been silently watching the flamboyantly dressed streetwalkers behind them.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm a man!" Wu Yueyang, seemingly lost in thought, appeared to only now remember he was a man.

"..." The women were speechless. What was this guy thinking? He didn't even know if he was a man or a woman?

As Xiao Chong drove his car out of the parking lot, he couldn't help but call He Yu, but He Yu either was cheating on him or had forgotten her phone; in any case, no one answered.

Xiao Chong was extremely frustrated. In his bad mood, he even considered going to a prostitute to vent his resentment at being abandoned, but ultimately gave up. He couldn't get over it.

In the end, he could only return to Longxin Clinic, sulking and locking himself in his room to sleep, cursing inwardly: "Damn you all, none of you want me anymore, I'll just..." Even if you have too much energy and masturbate every night, I won't care about you. Let's see how long you can be so smug.

Xiao Chong has a deep understanding of the Ah Q spirit, having studied it almost since he was a child. When he was little, whenever he got scolded by his father or beaten by his mother, he would lock himself in his room. Not to reflect on his mistakes and sincerely repent, but to bury his head in the sand and curl up on the bed, falling fast asleep in no time. His hope was that after a good night's sleep, the storm would pass and all unpleasant things would be forgotten. Over time, this became a habit, so this time was no exception. He quickly fell asleep.

"...I won't answer your call, what's the use of calling~~~~ Ah!" Just as Xiao Chong was half asleep, his phone rang.

Xiao Chong picked up his phone and saw it was Ye Yiyu calling. He was about to press the answer button, but his hand remained on the keypad. He thought to himself, "Now you remember me? Where were you all before? When you were feasting, I was eating fast food; when you were yelling and screaming, I was starving. Now, in the middle of the night, you're suddenly praising me? I don't care about you!"

The phone rang for a while before stopping, then rang again. Xiao Chong looked at it again; this time it was Nami calling.

"...What's the point of calling if I don't answer?!" The ringtone Xiao Chong had just downloaded immediately took effect. Hearing the strange yet charming ringtone, he felt a surge of satisfaction, a deep sense of catharsis.

"Yeah, I'm not answering, not answering, not answering! I'll make you all furious!" Xiao Chong muttered to himself. He guessed these women weren't really in any serious trouble; they just wanted him to pick them up. He wasn't that stupid or that busy. He'd rather spend that time sleeping and enjoying some quality time with his dream girl.

The phone rang incessantly, ringing and stopping, stopping and ringing again. Nami, Ye Yiyu, Zhang Fenfang, and Wu Yuexin called one after another, over and over. At first, Xiao Chong felt quite comfortable, but gradually he became annoyed by the incessant ringing. Finally, he couldn't help but pick up the phone and press the answer button, yelling, "Damn it, are you ever going to stop?"

"Never, hehe!" There was no sweet, clear female voice Xiao Chong had expected on the other end of the line, but a deep, cold laugh from a strange man. It wasn't Wu Yueyang!

"Who are you?" Xiao Chong jumped up. The caller ID showed Nami's phone number, and Nami's phone couldn't possibly be in another man's hands. The only possibility was that something had happened to them.

"Don't ask who I am. Please face me. My..." The man on the other end of the line actually started singing.

"Sing your mother's bullshit, don't fucking insult other people's songs!" Xiao Chong impatiently interrupted the other person's off-key, broken voice.

"Hey kid, listen up, get to Warehouse E389 at Pier 7 right now. Fifteen minutes, I'll only wait fifteen minutes. For every second you're late, my brothers will strip one of your women of their clothes. But they're dressed so scantily, they can't take it all off! Haha~~~" The man's lewd laughter was mixed with Ye Yiyu's screams.

"Don't do anything rash, don't do anything rash, I'm coming right away!" Xiao Chong said, already in his Hyundai sports car, quickly starting the engine and speeding towards Pier 7.

It was almost midnight, and there were very few cars on the road. Xiao Chong kept his foot on the gas pedal to the maximum, one hand on the steering wheel and the other constantly on the phone. There was only one person in the world who could touch his women, and that was himself. Anyone else who tried to lay a finger on them would only suffer a fate worse than death.

Fourteen minutes and fifty-nine seconds later, Xiao Chong ran eighteen red lights and narrowly escaped crashing into countless cars before finally arriving at Warehouse E389 at Pier 7.

Xiao Chong jumped out of the car and ran forward, frantically pounding on the warehouse's iron door.

The iron door clattered open...

Chapter 44 of the Forced Invasion: Fearless in the Face of Danger

. The warehouse was pitch black, and all around was quiet, as if no one was there. However, Xiao Chong's inner energy told him that there were people here, and quite a few of them. Please remember...

"Clatter clatter clatter~~" Another series of sounds rang out, and the iron door was pulled shut again.

"Snap, snap, snap..." After several soft sounds, the spotlight in the warehouse quickly focused on Xiao Chong, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. In that instant, countless large cleavers swiftly slashed at Xiao Chong. Xiao Chong felt strange wind whistling around him, knowing that the enemy had launched an attack. Unable to open his eyes, he had no choice but to instantly release all his inner energy and concentrate it in his legs. With a quick bend and stretch, he leaped into the air, and a silver needle flew from his hand. Although his movements were fast and his leap was high enough, he still inevitably took a blow to his leg. A burning pain shot from the nerves in his leg to all parts of his body, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Ah~~~~" After a scream, Xiao Chong landed again, focusing his attention on the enemy's next attack.

Although the time between his jump and landing was less than three seconds, Xiao Chong's eyes had adjusted to the light inside the warehouse. This time, he could finally see the scene clearly. There were at least two or three hundred people inside. Not far from him was an iron cage that looked like a small house. Inside the cage were his women. They were soaking wet, their clothes wrinkled and clung to their bodies, their hair like silk sticking to their faces. Terrified and disheveled, they huddled together, the water droplets constantly dripping from their bodies telling Xiao Chong that they had just been sprayed with water guns and harassed and abused by these thugs. Fortunately, they seemed to have only been frightened and had not suffered any real harm. Even so, it had crossed Xiao Chong's bottom line. He would be furious if anyone else even glanced at his women, let alone humiliated them like this.

Xiao Chong knew that this would be a fierce battle. These people were not like the rabble of the "Dog Tail Wolves." Judging from their use of spotlights to distract him and their sudden attack, they were a well-trained, bloodthirsty, organized, disciplined, and led gang. Xiao Chong was fully prepared for the ordeal. He slowly removed his snow-white shirt, tore it in half, and wrapped it around his injured calf. The movement seemed slow, but it was actually incredibly swift. Just as the thugs were about to seize this opportunity to kill him again, he had already assumed a fighting stance.

The thugs who had fallen after being struck by the silver needles were quickly dragged away, and another group immediately took their place, knives and clubs already in their hands, pointed at Xiao Chong. The atmosphere tense once again escalated, and a major battle was about to break out.

"Brother, not bad skills!" A voice reached Xiao Chong's ears. Xiao Chong looked in the direction of the voice and saw a grand chair on a platform several steps away. Sitting in the chair was a man with a murderous aura and an air of domineering power.

"So-so, third in the country, haven't found a second or first place yet!" Xiao Chong remained nonchalant. He'd experienced similar situations years ago, before he even started out, and he wasn't afraid then, let alone now, after countless trials...

"Heh heh, then take down all my brothers here if you dare!" the man said with a sinister smile.

"Taking down so few people is no problem, but you have to give me a reason. Why did you capture my woman? Why are you trying to kill me?" Xiao Chong genuinely didn't understand when he'd offended this guy.

"My brother wanted to dance with your woman, but unfortunately, she didn't appreciate it and instead smashed my brother's head. Although I, Hong Er, am a coward, I still have to stand up for my brother!" Hong Er pointed to a thug with a white bandage wrapped around his head and said to Xiao Chong. Please remember,

"Brother Xiao Chong, don't listen to him. His henchman tried to assault Yi Yu, that's why I hit him with the bottle!" Nami rarely called Xiao Chong "brother.

" "Assault? I didn't see that, I only saw my brother was injured!" Hong Er said.

"Oh, I see. So, how does Boss Hong plan to resolve this?" Xiao Chong asked, hoping to buy some time to lessen the pain in his leg and make his movements easier.

"Hey, I thought you didn't want to resolve this properly. The way you were on the phone just now was really aggressive. I rarely feel like singing, and you called it an insult to someone's song. Ask my brothers, do you think I just sing for anyone? I don't care anymore. My pride is hurt, my brother's head is hurt, I might develop autism, and my brother might suffer from concussion, dementia, or intellectual disability. You have to compensate us for our losses!" Hong Er said.

"Oh? So, Boss Hong, how much do you think I should pay?" Xiao Chong asked calmly.

"If you ask for too little, you might say my Scorpion Society looks down on you, and Boss Hong will blame me for being incompetent. I think we should settle this way: two million. One million for my brother's medical treatment, and the other million, while not enough to compensate for my emotional distress, I can barely accept it!" Hong Er said.

"Hehe, is that all?" Xiao Chong seemed to think he hadn't asked for enough.

"Oh, I almost forgot, it would be best to add half a roast goose leg!" Hong Er seemed to suddenly remember this.

"So it was Boss Fang who asked you to come. Since we're all acquaintances, it's no trouble at all, I'll agree to everything!" Xiao Chong said with a smile that seemed extremely happy. Now that the mystery was completely solved and the mastermind behind it all had surfaced, how could he not smile!

"Haha, Brother Fang said you're clueless, but I say you're quite the player! Two million in cash, get it ready right now. And a notarized transfer of half a roast goose leg—give it to me, and I'll release him!" Hong Er said readily.

"Okay, I'll burn it all for you at your funeral!" Xiao Chong said with a laugh.

Hong Er was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, cursing, "You bastard, you're playing me!"

"A scumbag like you isn't worthy to play with me, you're not even qualified to carry my shoes!" Xiao Chong retorted, already fully prepared for a fight.

"Alright, I see you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. Brothers, hurry up and finish him off, and these women will be yours to enjoy later. Rice, SM—whatever you like!" Hong Er said with a lewd laugh.

"Yes!" The thugs immediately became excited. These four women were all incredibly beautiful and alluring. Just looking at them, let alone struggling and moaning beneath them, was a pleasurable experience.

Driven by lust, the thugs, as if possessed by evil spirits, brandished their long knives and charged towards Xiao Chong with howling cries of terror…

When Shuangxi received Xiao Chong's call, he was secretly taking advantage of a rare lull in his relationship to his nominal sister-in-law.

Although Shuangxi and Xiaozhi now lived under the same roof, finding an opportunity for intimacy in secret was extremely difficult. Uncle taking over sister-in-law wasn't uncommon these days, but everything had to take time. It was too sudden; neither the old nor the new could accept it, especially since the mourning period for Lei Sanba and Lei Gouzi had only recently ended. At this time, Shuangxi had only just conquered the Henan gang and hadn't yet taken over the Snake Hall's territory, nor had he warmed his seat as the head of the Zhonghe Hall. The two had to consider the consequences.

Those without sexual experience might not care, but once the floodgates were opened, stopping was difficult. It was an incredibly difficult situation. Xiaozhi was a woman, and women are generally more reserved and patient than men. But Shuangxi was a man, a hot-blooded and passionate young man. He had just tasted the sweetness of breast milk, and now he had to wean her? How could he bear it? Every night and every morning was the most painful time for him. His erection felt like a Type 54 pistol tucked into his crotch—the bullet was already loaded, but the release seemed impossible.

Tonight, unable to sleep, Shuangxi finally caught Xiaozhi when she woke up. In a rush, he grabbed her and shoved her into the narrow stairwell.

Holding Shuangxi, Xiaozhi's heart pounded wildly. She was terrified and didn't know what to do. This guy was so bold! The servants' room was right next to the stairwell. Even the slightest sound could alert them. And she, filled with anticipation and unable to suppress it, absolutely couldn't act wildly and passionately. Shuangxi remained completely silent.

She dared not struggle, dared not cry out, and could only submit to Shuangxi's insatiable demands. When his large hand slipped under her clothes, beneath her smooth abdomen, roughly yet gently kneading her breasts, her heart pounded wildly in her chest. The strange stimulation and fear quickly made her lower body wet; soon, her narrow, lace-trimmed panties clung even more tightly to her body, leaving her weak and limp, unable to muster any strength. Her itchy body yearned even more for the impact that would penetrate to the depths of her soul. In

his impatience, Shuangxi didn't bother to remove her clothes. He simply lifted her skirt, slightly pulled down her soaking wet panties, unzipped his pants, and thrust himself into her body all the way to the hilt. This sudden... The fullness made Xiaozhi unable to suppress her physiological reaction. She uncontrollably opened her cherry lips slightly, about to moan, when Shuangxi swiftly inserted two fingers into her mouth. Xiaozhi immediately realized and bit down, but only lightly before stopping, afraid of hurting him. She could only hold his fingers tightly in her mouth, sucking passionately, as if to soothe and smooth the marks she had left. Shuangxi

felt as if he had entered a warm, spring-like world, tightly surrounded by countless gentle, delicate tendrils. This feeling of being surrounded made his body even harder, harder still. He moved gently, trying to intensify the pleasure, but with each movement of his waist, he lost control. The immense pleasure had overwhelmed him, slowly eroding his reason, turning his movements from slow and gentle to intense and frenzied…

“Bang bang~~~~” A sudden sound emanating from them startled them so much that they almost suffered a sexual breakdown on the spot.

“睁一只眼闭一只眼,你要对我好一点,每天说爱我一百遍……”原来是双喜身上的手机铃声响了起来,原本他是觉得铃声开头那个玻璃落地的破碎响声十分爽快的,现在他才知道,这玻璃破碎声功用不但是仅仅只让他感觉痛快,还有可能会瞬间造成他性无能呢!

双喜很无奈的停下了动作,手忙脚乱的从裤袋里掏出手机,他本想狠狠的把手机砸到地上,砸得它七零八落再也不能发出响声为止,可是当他看到来电显示的时候,他改变了主意,因为上面显示的是小冲的手机号码,以他对小冲的了解,这个时候如果没有大事他是绝对不会给自已打电话的,所以他赶紧按下了接听键.小芝回头看了看双喜凝重的表情,知道这好不容易才有一次的性爱恐怕要因此告终了,她很想让中和堂的小弟们把这个打电话的人拉到后山去狠揍个一十八顿,因为她马上就要高潮了.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Shuangxi didn't care about the consequences anymore. This house was his now; he could appear wherever he wanted, answer the phone whenever he wanted, as long as no one knew Xiaozhi was here too.

"Junior brother, Yiyu and the others have been kidnapped!"

"What? How could this happen?" Xiaochong's words shocked Shuangxi, and he pulled away from Xiaozhi. Xiaozhi reluctantly straightened up, put on her underwear, and then gently and considerately knelt down, her cherry lips slightly parted, to take Shuangxi into her mouth. A sudden interruption during sex without ejaculation would upset a man and affect his mental state. She didn't want to face a Shuangxi who was neither hard nor firm, neither passionate nor long-lasting, so she had to temporarily suppress her feelings.

"I don't know what happened either. They were fine when we broke up, saying they were going to go to the barracks!"

"Ah~ um~ Did the kidnappers call?"

"Yes, they told me to go to warehouse E389 at Pier 7! What are you doing?"

"Senior brother, your call couldn't be more timely! I only get this one call a month, and not only did you ruin it, but you almost scared me into impotence!"

"Serves you right! I told you your ringtone would cause a death sooner or later, but you wouldn't believe me! Sorry, I didn't want to bother you, but it's a serious matter, I had no choice! Please understand!"

"Damn it, we're brothers for life, without you I wouldn't exist! Why are you spouting this nonsense? Even if you really make me impotent, I don't care, you can definitely cure me anyway. You wait, I'll call for reinforcements right now!" "

..."

He Yu was startled when he saw over sixty missed calls on his phone. He quickly checked and found they were all from Xiao Chong, which only increased his shock. He immediately called back.

"Hello~~~"

"Hello my ass! You still know how to call me back? You're so happy you've lost your mind! You wait, after this is over, I'll deal with you for daring to cuckold me!"

"...Happy what? What cuckold? I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Stop pretending! Weren't you too busy having fun to answer my call? What were you doing?"

"You son of a bitch, I was taking a shower and masturbating. Are you satisfied now? When did you contact me? Can you even remember?"

"Yes, is that so?"

"Otherwise, what did you expect me to be doing? Sleeping with another man?"

"No, no!"

"You sound like you'd love for me to find another man!"

"I'm sorry!"

"You admit your mistake so readily, but you never change!"

"I~~~~"

"What is it? Hurry up and tell me, I'm going to sleep!"

"Oh no, I almost forgot the important thing! Yiyu and the others have been kidnapped! I'm on my way to Warehouse E389 at Pier 7!"

"Don't go! That's Scorpion Society territory. There's no going back! Where are you? Wait for me, I'll call the Snake Hall people to go with me right away!"

"No, I have to get there within fifteen minutes, otherwise Yiyu and the others will be hurt!"

"Then be careful, try to stall for time, and wait for backup!"

"..."

Over three hundred Prince-style motorcycles, nearly a hundred small cars, twenty tour buses, and over a thousand people completely surrounded the E389 warehouse at Pier No. 7. An outsider would surely think it was a large-scale police operation or a military exercise, but it was neither. These nearly a thousand people were thugs from the Snake Gang and a criminal organization formed by the merger of the Henan Gang and the Zhongtang Gang.

Shuangxi stood beside a car equipped with a police-style megaphone, holding a microphone and shouting: "Attention everyone inside! Attention everyone inside! I am Shuangxi, the new head of the Zhonghe Gang! You are now surrounded! Immediately lay down your weapons, put your hands behind your heads, line up, and surrender! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

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