Rebirth starts with many children and good fortune

Just like when lions and tigers meet, they usually don't suddenly engage in a life-or-death struggle, but a contest of imposing presence between them is indispensable.

At the very least, both sides will understand that the other is not easy to provoke. Facing Sui Ran's visit, Cheng Feng had obviously made ample preparations.

He quietly watched the scene before him, noticing the Hungmen disciples gradually losing ground in this contest. When he saw that the moment was right, Cheng Feng cast a look at Wang Hu.

Wang Hu understood and immediately stood up to speak, trying to ease the tension: "Kids, have you all seen clearly? You've only been training for such a short time, and you're already starting to become self-righteous and arrogant? You must know that what awaits you in the future is not internal sparring, but life-and-death battles with powerful opponents! Once the four-month protection period is over, we will release you all. At that time, you will have to rely on yourselves! So, work hard now!"

Then, with a smile on his face, he invited Sui Ran to enter the house for detailed talks. Sui Ran was not a timid person, and he led Pang De straight in without hesitation. Zhou Hao and Sun Gui were responsible for receiving the other guests and arranging seats.

However, because Pang De had issued orders to remain vigilant, these soldiers only politely deferred and did not truly relax their guard.

Cheng Feng had previously communicated with Wang Hu. They both believed that the talents they cultivated would be more loyal, but the current progress was too slow, which forced Cheng Feng to consider other methods.

At this moment, facing the somewhat aggressive Sui Ran before him, Cheng Feng had to come up with a way to get through this situation smoothly.

The old site of the Tiger Head Gang was nothing special in itself. After Cheng Feng took over, he specifically sent people to renovate it, at least so that people wouldn't feel like they couldn't set foot there.

Even at night, the Hungmen was brightly lit, and the cook who lived there was called to light the fire and cook.

To receive Sui Ran, Cheng Feng had put in a lot of effort, always thinking that this battle was inevitable.

But who would have thought that the people he brought were all trained in physical strength, soldiers with a strong military aura.

Cheng Feng had thought about a lot, but the disciples who had just been recruited didn't have such strong strength yet.

A rash fight would definitely result in significant losses for his Hungmen, and might even lead to complete annihilation. Even if he finally took revenge, wouldn't all his initial investments be wasted? What would be the point of taking revenge then?

At this moment, Cheng Feng had a deep understanding of the saying from his previous life that the adult world is all about利益 (lìyì - benefits/interests).

Even though the Hungmen had him and Eight Hundred, he didn't want to see direct bloodshed and losses on his side.

He could only think of other ways.

Soon, a few appetizers were served: smashed cucumber, peanuts, and sweet and sour pork.

Simple dishes were placed on the table.

The four people sat upright solemnly, and Wang Hu naturally handled the reception.

Cheng Feng was like a little transparent person, accompanying them at the table.

Even if he didn't speak, his strength was the strongest present, and no one dared to ignore him.

Cheng Feng was not polite. He wasn't good at socializing, but that didn't mean he couldn't eat.

At this moment, he was purely acting as Wang Hu's bodyguard.

Previous transactions were all handled by Wang Hu.

In front of outsiders, Cheng Feng was still just a bodyguard who wasn't the boss.

After a few rounds of wine and some dishes,

The Chunxiao wine was indeed good, making Sui Ran flush with drink. The burly soldier next to him remained motionless throughout, with no intention of drinking, but he did move his chopsticks and ate a couple of bites of cold dishes.

During the process of Wang Hu drinking and socializing with Sui Ran, Cheng Feng felt that their conversation was full of linguistic artistry. Every sentence seemed to avoid mentioning salt, but they were all inseparable from the topic of salt.

Wang Hu knew where Cheng Feng's bottom line was, so he tried to avoid letting the other party know that he was the one who produced the fine salt. He could vaguely claim to be helping a big shot with errands, and matters requiring force didn't require Wang Hu to come forward personally. This behavior was usually called a "white glove."

Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of Wang Hu no matter what, the expression on Sui Ran's face was no longer as friendly as before. He said fiercely: "Sect Leader Wang, are you not aware of how popular your fine salt is in the prefecture? It has already attracted the attention of the government! If I didn't have some influence, I'm afraid the government would have investigated long ago."

Of course, Wang Hu wouldn't let himself be put in a passive position. He immediately replied: "Fine salt? What fine salt? We're just a small gang, at most engaging in petty theft in the streets and alleys. How would we dare to touch those things?" He pretended to be ignorant and at a loss, trying to muddle through.

However, watching Wang Hu act so foolish and pretend to be ignorant, Sui Ran was furious, but he laughed instead: "Haha, good, very good! So you dare not touch those things? Are you taking me for a fool?"

Wang Hu's smile instantly disappeared. He picked up his teacup and said expressionlessly: "Are you planning to turn hostile so quickly? What is your purpose in coming here today? Do you really think we're all fools?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense and on the verge of erupting, Cheng Feng stopped holding his chopsticks.

Pang De, who was sitting next to him, was focused and on high alert, every hair on his body standing on end, secretly marveling: "What exactly is going on? This young man's strength is not inferior to Vice General Sui at all!"

Before Sui Ran could respond, Cheng Feng stared sharply at Sui Ran and warned unceremoniously: "Some words are best not said lightly, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Feng's blood boiled, and a powerful aura burst out from his body, rushing straight towards Sui Ran like a surging torrent.

Seeing this, a soldier next to Sui Ran shouted loudly, and also released his own blood energy, trying to block Cheng Feng's attack and protect Sui Ran.

"What a pity…" Cheng Feng sighed inwardly. The method of releasing blood energy that he had just comprehended was based on the experience taught by Wang Tianshan and explored by himself. This was his first attempt to use it.

However, when he felt that the quality and quantity of the blood energy released by the soldier were so insignificant, Cheng Feng suddenly realized that the Super Serum had brought him such unexpected benefits.

The simple clash of blood energy shocked Wang Hu and Sui Ran. This wasn't a competition between gangs, but a fight between martial artists from aristocratic families!

The reason why aristocratic families are feared is naturally because they establish themselves with martial arts, pave the way with money, and focus on accumulating a foundation. Every powerful family must go through this process to survive.

Those who fail to persevere to the end will naturally not appear before the world.