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

As if he had found his pillar of support, Leng Shao clutched his arm and rushed over, crying with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Dad! It's those people inside!"

"They not only stole my parking space... but they also hit me! Waaah~ They don't respect the Leng family at all!"

Seeing his son looking so aggrieved, and hearing the implication in his words that the other party was abusing their power and being arrogant and domineering, Dong Leng's anger flared up instantly.

He looked in the direction he pointed towards the door of Qingzhuxuan, his brows furrowing in worry.

In this area, no one dares to touch the Leng family.

In terms of strength or influence, you are no match for them.

The two female companions beside Leng Shao looked at him with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

They used to be so imposing, a stark contrast to how they are now.

They had already noticed that Leng Shao was all talk and no action; now, in front of his father, he was crying and begging for mercy, showing even less of a manly side.

They didn't find Luo Feng's moves as cool or domineering as they did earlier.

Women are creatures who admire strength; they like men who are capable and manly.

"Break down the door!"

Chairman Leng gave the order in a deep voice.

His son has been insulted today, and no matter what, he must seek justice for his son.

Otherwise, what face would he have left in Europe?
Moreover, this kind of thing, while not insignificant, can still damage the company's image.

Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, about to make a move, when the door to the private room opened by itself.

Luo Feng stood inside the door, toying with the jade pendant in his hand, calmly looking at the person outside. He raised an eyebrow and said three words: "Have you had enough?"

Lin Naizi and Team Leader Chen may not have heard it while they were in the private room.

However, Luo Feng's hearing was extraordinary, and he heard it very clearly.

Leng Dong squinted at him, and seeing that the other party was young but had a calm demeanor, his heart skipped a beat for some reason.

Judging from his complexion and unfamiliar appearance, he wasn't some young master from a prominent family whom he couldn't afford to offend.

However, Luo Feng's nonchalant attitude, completely disregarding him, made Chairman Leng unsure of the identity of the young man's backer.

Could it be that he has another identity?

However, it's hard to say for sure. In this situation, it's highly likely that the person is a member of a reclusive family who has come out to gain experience.

However, the thought of his son's injury hardened his heart again.

He had never been willing to lay a hand on his child since he was a child, but today the child was beaten so badly that it broke his heart.

"Kid, you dare to touch my son, Leng Xiaotian's son? If you can walk out of this hotel upright today, I'll change my surname to yours!"

The hotel manager, security guards, waiters, and even the public relations team all came after hearing the news.

These people were either trying to mediate the fight or standing up for Chairman Leng.

Luo Feng ignored him and turned to Lin Naizi with a smile, asking, "Are you full?"

Lin Naoko nodded slightly, seemingly unconcerned about what was happening in front of her, and said, "I'm full."

Team Leader Chen said, "Settle the bill."

Team Leader Chen pulled out his phone in response, but Young Master Leng jumped out and shouted, "What bill? He's not leaving today!"

Luo Feng glanced at him, his eyes like ice, and the young master inexplicably shivered, instinctively taking a half step back.

Are you kidding me? Luo Feng has killed people before; how could he be compared to this petty thug?
At that moment, Lin Naoko suddenly took out her phone and played a recording.

The foul language Leng Shao used in the elevator and the corridor, as well as his statement that "in this area, no one dares to take what I want," were clearly heard.

"Chairman Leng, is that right?"

Lin Naoko said calmly, "Your son fought over parking spaces, harassed women, and even started a fight. Shouldn't we settle these scores?"

It has to be said that her move exceeded everyone's expectations.

After all, they have an intelligence organization under their command; this is just the most basic of operations.

Leng Dong's expression changed; he hadn't expected the other party to have a trick up their sleeve.

But relying on his superior numbers, he still insisted, "Enough nonsense! My son is injured, and you must pay the price!"

Team Leader Chen gripped his arm tightly, looking ready to take action at any moment.

As long as Luo Feng gives the order, no matter how many people the other side has, he won't even flinch.

Lin Naoko's eyes remained fixed on Luo Feng.

She knew this man could handle things, so she wasn't worried at all.

She sighed softly, knowing that things couldn't be handled well.

But it didn't matter, he had already come up with a solution.

Luo Feng suddenly pulled a black bank card out of his pocket, held it between his fingers, and waved it gently in front of everyone.

Upon seeing this, Chairman Leng was taken aback at first, then his face revealed undisguised sarcasm as he said, "What? You think you can settle things with money after hitting someone?"

"Do you think the Leng family is the kind of people who lack this little bit of money?"

"..."

"Hahaha... This guy's expression is so abstract, did someone squeeze his head?!"

"That's the Leng Group! A major local enterprise, how could they be short of money?"

"I think this kid is finished."

The onlookers couldn't help but shake their heads at the sight.

His words were full of sarcasm towards Luo Feng's actions.

Leng Shao sneered, clutching his still throbbing arm and yelling, "Dad, look how stupid he is! He knows he can't afford to mess with us, so he's trying to pay to avoid trouble?"

"He didn't even bother to find out that our Leng Group's working capital alone is enough for him to earn for several lifetimes!"

His bodyguards and the hotel manager echoed his sentiments, their eyes filled with disdain as they looked at Luo Feng.

No one in this area has ever dared to treat the Leng family this way.

The manager originally thought that if it were a big shot, he would step forward and perhaps rise to prominence because of it.

But seeing that Luo Feng was such a fool, he immediately lost interest.

Luo Feng didn't say anything, but simply flipped his wrist slightly, turning the back of the bank card up.

On the originally smooth card surface, a hastily written yet highly recognizable signature was hot-stamped using a special process, accompanied by a small flame totem.

Lin Naizi was slightly taken aback when she saw the card. Leng Dong's smile froze abruptly, as if he had been slapped hard across the face.

His pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the signature. His breathing quickened instantly, and he unconsciously took two steps forward, almost touching Luo Feng.

"This...this is..."

His voice trembled, and his fingers shook slightly, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

He was all too familiar with that signature.

Red Master is the leader of the underground forces in Europe!
In the entire European city, only a handful of people dare to have Master Hong personally sign and leave their cards. This kind of card cannot be measured in money; it is Master Hong's personal pass, representing absolute status.

The Leng Group's ability to establish itself locally is undoubtedly due to the countless favors and support it has received from Master Hong. He treats Master Hong's subordinates with utmost respect, let alone someone holding a personally signed card like this.

Some people might wonder, would such a high-ranking executive as Leng's Group act this way?

That means you've underestimated the capabilities of Master Hong.

Some local bullies collect protection money, but those are usually low-class entertainment venues like nightclubs, bars, and KTVs.

The real underground bosses who collect protection money are all well-known local companies.

How much money can you make just by collecting protection money from entertainment venues?
It's true that even among local bullies, there are differences in their power.

The arrogant young master, who had been so domineering just moments before, noticed his father's pale face and sensed something was wrong. He leaned over for a look, but then asked blankly, "Dad, what's wrong? It's just a stupid autograph, why are you acting all high and mighty..."

Someone as young as him certainly doesn't understand the significance of this.

"Shut up!"

Upon hearing this, Chairman Leng turned around abruptly, shouting sternly. The fear in his eyes and the anger in his voice almost devoured Young Master Leng.

"Do you even know whose signature this is?! You have no manners! Don't embarrass yourself in public!"

The sudden reversal was beyond everyone's expectations.

Young Master Leng was taken aback by the shout and wanted to retort, but he was intimidated by the fear he had never seen before in his father's eyes and obediently shut his mouth.

He's a rich kid, he's not that stupid.

His father has always loved him dearly since he was a child.

There must be a reason why they've embarrassed him in public.

As for the reason, he will definitely investigate it thoroughly.

Luo Feng put the bank card back in his pocket, patted off non-existent dust from his cuffs, and spoke in a calm tone that carried an undeniable air of authority.

If Chairman Leng still doesn't know what's good for him after what Master Hong has done, then Luo Feng wouldn't mind personally calling him over.

Since the two sides have already cooperated, this is just a convenient thing to do. If Luo Feng invites Master Hong to dinner to keep this person in check, it will be the same as keeping those three big shots in check.

"Do you still think I need to be unable to leave this hotel?"

Cold sweat beaded on Leng Dong's forehead, and his back was instantly soaked.

He then realized that he had almost kicked a brick wall, no, he had kicked a boulder that could easily crush the Leng family.

If they offended Master Hong, the Leng Group's businesses could still be maintained, but they would definitely not be as prosperous as they are now.

The key point is that this is Hong Ye's headquarters, and also the headquarters of the Leng Group.

When the two sides got into a fight, Hong Ye's methods alone were enough to make people shudder.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, forced a smile that looked worse than crying, and bowed repeatedly to Luo Feng.

"It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding! My little dog was blind and offended you. I apologize on his behalf!"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and slapped Leng Shao hard across the face.

"Apologize to this gentleman right now!"

With a sharp "smack," Leng Shao was stunned and disoriented. He covered his face and looked at his father in disbelief, but under the father's murderous gaze, he made a mournful face and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

Everyone was stunned.

They blinked, wondering if they were seeing things.

Is this even real? Where did this mess lead me?
The hotel manager, in particular, had twitching lips and a face more distressed than if he were crying.

His idea just worked.

Luo Feng is indeed a powerful figure worth currying favor with.

The bad news is that he failed to curry favor with the other party and even thought that the other party was just a nobody.

This feeling is even worse than losing a 30 million lottery ticket.

Luo Feng didn't look at him again and said to Team Leader Chen, "Let's go."

The three turned around and walked through the Leng family members and bodyguards who were frozen in place.

He's encountered this kind of character countless times in China.

This kind of show-off-and-face-slapping segment gets boring after a while.

Luo Feng wasn't interested in anything new anymore, so he just wanted to get it over with casually and not delay his own business.

Mr. Leng watched them walk into the elevator, and only when the elevator doors closed did his legs go weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Young Master Leng covered his face and leaned closer, looking aggrieved. "Dad, who exactly is that person...?"

Leng Dong glared at him fiercely, his voice filled with lingering fear.

"From today onwards, you'd better stay home! If you dare to cause trouble again, I'll break your legs!"

He was only grateful that the other party hadn't really gotten angry because of Master Hong; otherwise, the entire Leng Group would probably have been buried with his son's stupidity.

At the same time, he felt that what he had done was not enough, and he had to find a way to send a gift and have a meal with Luo Feng to appease him.

His real intention wasn't the wine; his main purpose was to find out Luo Feng's identity.

Because I had never heard of this person before.

However, he had heard some rumors that Master Hong's son had returned.

It is said that this son was raised and educated outside by Master Hong, and he was extremely mysterious; no one had ever seen what he looked like.

He suddenly wondered if it could be Luo Feng.

If Luo Feng knew what Chairman Leng was thinking, he would probably make Chairman Leng kneel down and kowtow a few times on the spot.

Leng Shao covered his burning cheeks, staring at the closed elevator doors, feeling utterly resentful.

Because he still doesn't understand, is someone like Master Hong really that scary?
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