Uncle Shenhao: Take ten nephews to the supermarket at the beginning

Team Leader Chen pushed open the car door to argue, but Luo Feng held his shoulder down.

Luo Feng looked at the man with no expression on his face, and simply said, "It's just a parking space."

At this stage, Luo Feng did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

Otherwise, in this situation, he might be even more agitated than Team Leader Chen.

Immediately, he turned around, got into the car, and said to Team Leader Chen, "Drive forward."

Upon hearing this, Team Leader Chen did as instructed.

These people were lucky; otherwise, their fate would have been much worse.

Of course, these individuals wouldn't think that way.

Seeing that they didn't react, Leng Shao seemed to find it boring, put his arm around the woman, turned around and walked towards the hotel, muttering, "Coward."

As the car slowly drove past the Bentley, Luo Feng's gaze lingered on the license plate for half a second before shifting away.

“Mr. Luo, this…” Team Leader Chen was still holding his breath.

"Let's eat." Luo Feng interrupted him, his gaze falling on the empty seat in front of him. "Stop there. Don't lower yourself for someone like this."

Team Leader Chen nodded slightly.

Lin Naoko seemed to be deep in thought.

She knew that Luo Feng didn't want to be too flashy right now, as too many people were paying attention to him.

As is customary, she should investigate the identity of that young master Leng.

This is a habit of intelligence organizations.

But judging from that young master's words and actions, she couldn't be bothered to waste her time on him.

The hotel's revolving door reflected the silhouettes of the three people.

Luo Feng walked in front, Lin Naizi followed half a step behind, and Team Leader Chen looked around to see if there was anyone suspicious.

The crystal chandelier in the lobby cast long shadows of them.

This hotel is the best in the area.

The hotel lobby was brightly lit and luxuriously decorated.

Upon seeing the three people, the receptionist politely approached and asked, "Hello, how many of you are here? Do you have a reservation?"

"Have."

Luo Feng gave Team Leader Chen a wink.

The other party gave a mobile phone number.

After the waiter finished checking, he smiled and gestured for us to proceed.

"Sir, your reserved private room is Qingzhuxuan. Please follow me."

Luo Feng nodded.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand suddenly pierced through.

Leng Shao squeezed in with two women in his arms, and the strong scent of cologne instantly filled the small space.

"Oh, so Chinese people can afford to eat in the VIP rooms here?"

Leng Shao glanced sideways at the jade pendant on Luo Feng's chest, "Could it be a fake?"

Team Leader Chen tensed up, but Luo Feng stopped him with a single glance.

The elevator numbers slowly ticked down, and Leng Shao deliberately bumped Lin Naizi with his elbow.

He took a liking to this woman at first sight; she was truly beautiful.

Although he disliked Chinese people, Chinese women were petite and delicate, warm and gentle, as if they could be easily picked up and carried in two hands.

Seeing this, Luo Feng took a step to the side with lightning speed, his shoulder precisely blocking the opponent's elbow.

He glanced coldly at Leng Shao, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

If you're thinking of having feelings for his girlfriend, you're practically asking for trouble.
"Ding—" We've reached the fifteenth floor.

"Qingzhuxuan is at the end of the right turn." The waitress had barely finished speaking when Leng Shao suddenly pulled out a black card and threw it on her tray: "I want to change to a private room, this one."

The waiter looked embarrassed and said anxiously, sweating profusely, "Young Master Leng, this private room was indeed booked by this gentleman first..."

"So what if he placed the order?"

Young Master Leng stubbed out his cigarette and kicked the door. "In this area, no one dares to take what I want."

Lin Naoko suddenly chuckled softly.

The laughter was like a needle, pricking Leng Shao so much that he turned around abruptly and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's laughable that some people use their own father as a pass."

Lin Naoko twirled the room key and said sarcastically, "Like a child who hasn't been weaned."

Young Master Leng's face instantly turned ashen. The woman in the red dress behind him suddenly reached for the room key, saying, "What Young Master Leng sets his sights on, he never..."

"Snapped!"

The moment Luo Feng grabbed her wrist, Leng Shao picked up a vase from the corridor and smashed it.

Luo Feng slammed the ball down with a backhand dunk.

A shard of porcelain shattered on Leng Shao's shoulder, leaving a bloodstain seeping through his shirt.

The air freezes.

"You're done."

Leng Shao pulled out his phone and said fiercely, "I'm going to make you crawl out of this hotel."

Luo Feng wiped the blood splattered on his shoulder and suddenly smiled.

This smile made Team Leader Chen subconsciously take a half step back.

The last time I saw this expression, it seemed like something terrible had happened.

"I gave you a chance."

Before Luo Feng could finish speaking, Leng Shao suddenly took to the air.

His tie was grabbed by Luo Feng, and he was slammed against the wall.

The two women screamed and backed away.

"Do you know who I am?" Leng Shao struggled to touch his lower back. "My dad is..."

Luo Feng's knee slammed into his stomach, causing him to gag and drop his phone.

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't want to hear it at all. Get lost and stop getting in my way!"

Luo Feng had had enough of this guy and couldn't help but rebuke him. These words immediately made Leng Shao's face turn extremely ugly. His female companion was beside him, and Luo Feng's comment was incredibly embarrassing.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave with Lin Naizi and Team Leader Chen, the young master Leng unexpectedly kicked him hard in the buttocks, trying to vent his anger.

However, Luo Feng seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and immediately noticed the other party's little trick.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Feng raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, applying a little force.

"what--!"

Young Master Leng's face turned pale with pain, and cold sweat instantly poured down his face. "You dare touch me? My dad won't let you get away with this!"

Luo Feng's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw him aside.

The waiter next to him had already left the stage. Putting aside the identity of this young master Leng, the fact that Luo Feng dared to hit him was already beyond his comprehension.

Leng Shao slammed his head against the wall, clutching his arm and wincing in pain. He pointed at Luo Feng and roared, "Beat him! Cripple him!"

Two bodyguards rushed forward immediately. Luo Feng dodged the punches by the side, elbowed one of them in the ribs, and then seized the other's wrist, twisting it behind his back and pinning him to the table.

The movements were swift and clean; in less than ten seconds, the two were already collapsed on the ground.

From beginning to end, the clan leader wore a cold smile on his face, and he didn't show any expression towards Lin Naizi. He had no sympathy for such a person, nor was he a great philanthropist.

She shared a similar philosophy with Luo Feng: "I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will retaliate."

Just to be on the safe side, she contacted her subordinates to investigate the identity of this young master Leng.

He didn't want to investigate earlier because he felt that since there was no longer any connection and it wasn't a big deal—it was just about fighting for a parking space—there was no need to dig up the other person's entire family history.

But things are different now. Now that Luo Feng has made his move, it seems this young master Leng won't let it go easily; so many people are going to try and thoroughly subdue him.

Startled, Young Master Leng took a half-step back, his bravado masking his fear: "You're finished! My father is the chairman of the Leng Group! Do you know the consequences of offending us?"

His two female companions supported him, which prevented him from falling.

Luo Feng ignored him and said to the waiter, "Open the door."

The moment the door opened, Leng Shao pulled out his phone and shouted in a trembling voice, "Dad! Someone is hitting me at the Dingsheng Hotel! Come quick! Bring everyone here!"

Luo Feng stepped inside, glanced back at him, and said in a cold voice, "Wait for your dad to come."

The door was closed, shutting out the noise from outside.

Lin Naizi looked at Luo Feng's tense profile and said softly, "The Leng family has deep roots in the local area, especially with close ties to several established families."

Luo Feng picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and said, "No matter how deep your foundation is, you still have to be reasonable."

Then Team Leader Chen called over another waiter, who had been terrified and run away.

He knew very well that if he stayed any longer, and if Young Master Leng recognized him, he would definitely be in big trouble for not helping earlier.

The waiter nervously handed over the menu, his fingertips still trembling.

He also saw what had just happened.

However, the customer is king, and he had no choice but to come up.

Moreover, this applies to guests sitting in such luxurious private rooms.

Luo Feng didn't look at the menu; his gaze swept over the waiter's name tag, and his voice remained calm.

"Give this lady one of each of your signature dishes."

He looked up at Lin Naoko, the coldness in his eyes lessening slightly: "Is there anything you particularly want to eat?"

Lin Naoko shook her head, her fingertips lightly tracing the watch chain on his wrist, and suddenly smiled: "I love everything you order."

She leaned closer to him, her arm naturally linked with his, her cheek resting against his shoulder. The earlier hostility seemed to be softened by this gesture, and Luo Feng's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.

Team Leader Chen, who was watching closely, subtly gave the waitress a wink, signaling her to hurry up and serve the food and stop getting in the way.

When the door to the private room was pushed open again, the hotel manager entered.

He was dressed in a suit and tie, his hair neatly combed, a professional smile plastered on his face, but his eyes held a scrutinizing gaze: "Gentlemen, about what happened outside just now..."

"Let's eat." Luo Feng didn't look up, picking up a crystal shrimp dumpling with his chopsticks.

The manager's face darkened. He took a half-step forward, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of warning, "That's the young master of the Leng Group. The Leng family's influence here is beyond your imagination. I advise you to leave before Chairman Leng arrives, as a way of giving me face."

His words sounded like advice, but they actually revealed his impatience—he clearly didn't want to offend the Leng family because of these few "arrogant" guests.

Luo Feng put down her chopsticks and looked up at him: "I booked a private room and paid for it. Now I just want to eat in peace and quiet."

The manager hesitated for a moment, then, seeing that Luo Feng was unmoved, his tone grew even colder: "Guest, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. If the Leng family really comes, you won't be able to leave this hotel, let alone leave."

Lin Naoko raised her eyes and said in a calm tone, "Manager, just do your job well."

The manager's expression changed, and he said, "You'll bear the consequences," before turning around and slamming the door shut as he left.

Team Leader Chen was about to speak when Luo Feng stopped him with a look.

Luo Feng placed a piece of fish into Lin Naizi's bowl, his voice softening: "Try this, their squirrel mandarin fish is quite good."

Lin Naoko lowered her head and chuckled softly, not mentioning anything else about what was happening outside.

Lin Naizi had traveled a long and tiring journey, and Luo Feng, who just wanted to have a quiet meal, was unfortunately caught off guard by some clueless people.

This left him feeling helpless, but there was nothing he could do. For Luo Feng, some people were just born to be despicable and he had to beat them up before they would finally realize their mistakes.

It's obvious that Leng Shao is that kind of person; he likes to put on an act, and this is what happens to him.

As for the forces behind him, and that so-called Cold Young Master Group, Luo Feng didn't care at all.

Putting everything else aside, given his current situation and the other forces in Europe, even someone like Master Hong would definitely help him handle these matters and wouldn't allow any obstacles to the cooperation.

The other party is a powerful force that controls half of the underground in Oucheng; they are no ordinary person.

Outside the private room, Leng Shao was gesturing wildly at a group of bodyguards in black, his face flushed red with anger and pain.

"What good are you bunch of useless trash? My dad sent you guys here to protect me, but what have you done?"

The bodyguards kept their heads down and remained silent, not daring to say a word.

With spittle flying, Young Master Leng pointed at the two bodyguards on the ground who were still not recovered and cursed, "You couldn't even stop one person? Are you just good for nothing? When my dad gets here, we'll see how he deals with you!"

As he was cursing, a series of hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Chairman Leng strode over with a dozen or so men in suits and ties.

Shiny leather shoes, an expensive suit, and an imposing presence.

"Xiaoyu! What happened?"

When Chairman Leng saw the bloodstains on his son's arm, his face instantly darkened, and the ferocity in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Who did this?!"

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