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

"Is there any movement from Zhang Qi's side?" Luo Feng put down the ledger and looked up to ask.

Upon hearing this, Boss Lei's face darkened.

“His men are keeping an eye on his apartment. He hasn’t left for the past three days, but a strange man went there yesterday evening. We found out he used to be in charge of transporting goods for the Mafia, but now he’s sided with Zhang Qi.”

After listening, Luo Feng remained silent for a moment before saying, "How about this, don't let the Hui family destroy those two batches of goods."

Boss Lei paused for a moment and said, "You mean..."

He guessed what Luo Feng wanted to do, but he still couldn't quite believe it.

"Keep it as a starting point."

Luo Feng crossed his arms, a cold glint in his eyes. "Zhang Qi dares to use the Mafia's old channels, he must be trying to use the Hui family's warehouse for cash flow."

"Keep an eye on those two batches of goods and see where they end up."

He paused, then added.

"Also, have Toastmasters keep a close eye on Hui Shao."

"Don't actually let him go back to China. Keep him around; he might be able to lure out even more people."

Boss Lei nodded in agreement, "Understood! I'll have someone adjust the manpower right away."

Luo Feng stood up, stretched his limbs, and left a message.

"Clear out the remaining Mafia outposts this week, leave no survivors, and let them know whose rules are in Europe now."

Just as he reached the door, he seemed to remember something and turned back.

"By the way, you don't need to do anything to that nurse at the hospital."

Lei Laoda was stunned for a moment, then realized that Luo Feng was afraid that this matter would escalate and have a bad impact.

He quickly nodded and said, "I understand. I'll tell my men not to get involved."

Luo Feng didn't say anything more, pushed open the door and walked out of the office.

As the elevator descended, he took out his phone and glanced at it; it was a photo sent by Lin Naoko.

Xiaoya was fast asleep, still clutching half a strawberry she hadn't finished eating in her little hand.

He smirked and typed a message back.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll bring the kids their favorite cake home tonight."

It has to be said that having these women around saved her a lot of trouble.

As things stand, it's far too early to let our guard down; so many people are watching them.

Given time, Luo Feng will be like a ticking time bomb.

If it explodes, it will affect the people around him, which is a scene he absolutely does not want to see.

As the car drove out of the garage.

As the sun sets, the scenery is breathtaking.

Luo Feng gazed at the street scene flashing past the window, then swiped open another message sent by his assistant on his phone screen.

The Mafia deliveryman Zhang Qi met yesterday had delivered goods to him for Luca three years ago.

No records can be found regarding what exactly it is.

He narrowed his eyes.

Three years ago, he hadn't come here yet, and it was impossible for him to have offended any Mafia.

It was either a coincidence or they had been in contact beforehand.

It just so happened that we ran into each other this time.

He thought for a moment, then typed a line on the screen.

"You, check all of Luca's and Zhang Qi's transaction records from three years ago, focusing on special goods. Perhaps this is a new direction."

After sending the message, he put away his phone, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Just as Xiaoya's fever subsided, Zhang Qi's entanglement with the mafia resurfaced.

It seems the waters in this European city are even muddier.

But it doesn't matter. No matter how many shady things are hidden, he can always find out who they are, little by little.

As soon as the car merged into the main road, Luo Feng's phone suddenly vibrated; it was a call from Boss Lei.

He pressed the answer button, and as soon as he put the phone to his ear, Boss Lei's urgent voice came through.

"Mr. Luo, we just received news that the Mafia sent a message through an informant, wanting to invite you to dinner tonight, saying... they want to talk to you about a settlement."

"reconciliation?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng raised an eyebrow, straightened up slightly from the back of his chair, and spoke with a tone full of sarcasm.

"Now you want to reconcile? Where were you before?"

Lei, the boss on the other end of the phone, paused for a moment, then added, "The other party said they know they crossed your bottom line and are willing to hand over all the remaining distribution points in Oucheng."

"They also said... they're willing to compensate you for some expenses, just please don't go so far as to kill them all."

To put it bluntly, they didn't expect Luo Feng to be so ruthless after returning home. They wanted to spend some money to settle the matter and then go their separate ways.

That's indeed the case. If the Mafia hadn't started the trouble, he wouldn't have chosen to let Boss Lei take action against him.

Because Boss Lei didn't say it, he didn't even know the Mafia existed before.

"Kill them all?"

Luo Feng chuckled softly, "When they wanted to harm children who were only a few years old, why didn't they think of annihilating them completely? Now they're scared, but it's too late."

These people are just scared; they have no remorse whatsoever.

Of course, it doesn't matter anymore; Luo Feng doesn't care right now.

He is no longer a person from that era of the Virgin Mary.

Luo Feng now has only one thought: to kill everyone who is against him.

"So what do you mean?" Boss Lei asked in a deep voice.

"I didn't mean anything by it." Luo Feng's tone suddenly turned serious. "I won't go to dinner, and don't waste your breath on them."

"Pass the word down, get your men ready. The Mafia is panicking; they might do something desperate. Keep an eye on their people tonight, don't let them pull any tricks."

Boss Lei immediately agreed on the other end, without the slightest hesitation in his tone.

"Understood! I'll immediately deploy men to keep a close watch on several key intersections and their hideout!"

After hanging up the phone, Luo Feng tossed his phone back into his pocket and looked out the window.

The sun had already sunk behind the buildings, and the streetlights lit up one after another, making the whole city seem to awaken with neon lights.

Lei Laoda knew perfectly well that Luo Feng's words were more than just a warning.

He was truly determined to completely wipe out the remaining Mafia members in Europe.

Only in this way can Boss Lei truly establish himself.

What truly worries him is the power behind the Mafia.

This is why Boss Lei has never dared to offend the other party.

He started the car and drove on the road. This time, Luo Feng didn't think about those trivial matters anymore.

When he returned to the hotel, only a small night light was left on in the living room.

Lin Naoko was sitting on the sofa reading documents when she saw him come in, and immediately stood up. "You're back? Xiaoya just turned over, she's not awake yet."

"The other little ones are all asleep now. They had a lot of fun today and no one was bothered."

These words resonated in Kuanluofeng's heart.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Luo Feng took off his coat and casually draped it over the back of the chair. His gaze swept over the bedroom door, and he casually asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I've eaten. I left some soup for you to keep warm in the kitchen." Lin Naizi handed her a glass of warm water. "You don't look too well. Did you get tired from talking about business?"

"It's nothing, a minor issue." Luo Feng took the water, drank some, and rubbed his temples. "I'll go take a shower first, and then I'll look at the documents you've compiled."

He took his change of clothes into the bathroom. Before turning on the tap, he habitually wanted to draw the frosted curtains. The curtains faced the side road downstairs from the hotel, and he felt uneasy if he didn't draw them.

But just as her hand touched the curtain, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a black sedan parked on the side road downstairs.

The car had its headlights off, and its body was pressed against the shadows of the trees along the roadside.

If he hadn't been standing on the second floor, he would have almost blended into the night.

Luo Feng paused, then leaned closer to the glass for a closer look.

The license plate was mostly covered by a black cloth, with only the last two blurry numbers visible.

It didn't look like a hotel's permanent vehicle, nor did it look like a regular passing vehicle that stopped by.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took out his phone and snapped a picture of the car.

Then, without disturbing Lin Naoko in the living room, she tiptoed to the bathroom door and made a phone call to Boss Lei in a low voice.

"Mr. Luo? You just got home and you're calling? Is something wrong?" Boss Lei's voice carried a hint of surprise.

"Look at the photo I just sent you."

Luo Feng stared at the car downstairs, pondered for a moment, and said, "Is that black car on the side road downstairs from my hotel one you sent to keep an eye on the people around here?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Boss Lei's urgent denial.

"no!"

"The people I arranged this afternoon were at the entrance of the complex and the elevator, but I didn't send a car down to your building. That car is suspicious! Could it be... that someone followed you back?"

Luo Feng fell into deep thought, his gaze never leaving the car.

"Most likely."

"The Mafia just proposed a settlement, and now they're here. They're either trying to probe my situation or they're planning something else."

This is called "two ways to eat a fish".

On one hand, they negotiated with Luo Feng, hoping to reach a settlement.

On the other hand, other ideas came to mind.

"Damn it! I'll send people over right now to impound that car and see who's inside!"

Boss Lei's voice immediately became angry, clearly out of fear that something might happen to Luo Feng.

At this critical juncture of dealing with the Mafia, if something were to happen to Luo Feng, he would be finished and there would be no way to recover. Do you think he wouldn't panic?
"Don't."

Luo Feng immediately interrupted him, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "No need to take action. Tell the people at the door to keep quiet and pretend they didn't see the car."

"Huh?" Boss Lei was stunned for a moment. "What are you doing...?"

"Since they want to come, then let them come."

Luo Feng's lips curled up, his tone laced with calculation, "Perfect, I also want to see what they're up to. It's better to play along than to blindly search for clues."

Boss Lei realized what was happening and immediately replied, "Understood! I'll tell the brothers at the door not to alert them."

"Please be careful upstairs, and call me anytime if anything happens!"

After hanging up the phone, Luo Feng glanced downstairs again. The car was still parked in the same spot, without moving an inch.

Although he couldn't see what was happening inside, if they really were there to monitor them, then they must be recording it.

For example, when Luo Feng turned off the lights and drew the curtains.

This feeling reminded him of scenes from spy dramas he had watched before.

He looked away, drew the curtains, thought for a moment, and then sent a message to his assistant.

"Check the VIN of the unlicensed taxi downstairs, without alerting the owner, and find out who's behind it."

It's far from enough to rely on Boss Lei alone.

To deal with the Mafia, a large number of people must be organized.

After doing all that, he turned and walked towards the showerhead. It seemed he might not be able to get a good night's sleep tonight.

But that's fine too. Since the other party has taken the initiative to come to us, we shouldn't expect to get away easily.

He's not afraid at all.

He'll deal with whatever comes his way; with everyone around him, he has nothing to hide.

As for domestic affairs, he has even less to worry about.

“I could tell he was under a lot of pressure.”

At this moment, Bai Ningbing said something to Lin Naizi beside her.

“I can see that too, but there’s nothing I can do. He’s a man, and he has to shoulder these responsibilities.”

This is also one of the reasons why Lin Naoko admires Luo Feng.

Bai Ningbing didn't say anything more.

Both she and Lin Naoko understood this, but even so, some pressures are not something a man can withstand.

Let's see how strong his patience is.

Fortunately, Luo Feng has good stamina, so he should be able to hold out...

When Luo Feng finished showering and came out, drying his hair and walking into the living room, the two girls had already disappeared.

At that moment, his phone vibrated twice.

I glanced at it and saw it was a message from my assistant.

He clicked on it and found the content to be concise yet precise.

“Mr. Luo, we checked the vehicle identification number (VIN) of that car, and it's a fake plate.”

"The original owner's information was cancelled three years ago, and the actual user cannot be found."

Luo Feng paused on the screen, then casually draped the towel over the sofa armrest, showing no surprise in his eyes.

The results showed that this was a car with a fake license plate.

These details, when put together, perfectly confirmed his earlier guess.

It wasn't one of Boss Lei's men, nor a visitor to the hotel, nor just a car that happened to be passing by.

They came specifically for him, and they were well-prepared, erasing even the most basic traces of their pursuit.

He glanced at the bedroom door; it was quiet inside, and the little ones were probably still fast asleep.

Lin Naoko noticed him staring blankly at his phone. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the car downstairs?"

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