Only after being reborn did I realize how fascinating the world of the rich is.

Lili covered her face with her hands and began to sob, whether from the pain of being hit or from regretting her decision back then, it was hard to tell.

Wei Jianjun sneered again: "You two are very much in love, aren't you? Come on, today I'll show you some affection right in front of your old flame!"

As he spoke, he began to tear at Lili's clothes.

Lili, who had previously been submissive, began to fight back desperately. However, this only resulted in Wei Jianjun punching and kicking her until she was too weak to move.

Just then, Li Xiaofeng's phone rang.

The group mainly focused on obstructing and controlling Li Xiaofeng and Lü Zhendong. After a slight struggle, Li Xiaofeng took out his phone and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Li, the nightclub's security guards are blocking us, we can't get in!" It was Miao Bingkun's voice from inside.

Li Xiaofeng roared, "Did you all grow up eating shit? Did you learn all these years of kung fu from your master's wife? I'm about to be killed in VIP room number eight. Get in here within thirty seconds!"

His voice was loud, immediately attracting everyone's attention. Even Wei Jianjun stopped what he was doing and turned his attention to Li Xiaofeng.

Miao Bingkun, the brother-in-law, was indeed fierce. He quickly led a group of people in and stormed in. The sounds of fighting and screams could be heard from inside the private room.

With a bang, the door was kicked open by Miao Bingkun, who rushed in first. After a few elbow strikes, the people in front of him screamed and hid to the side.

Behind them were several young men, each holding a short stick, who kicked Wei Guoliang's men repeatedly, sending them all to a corner. Then they pointed at them with their sticks, signaling them not to move.

Li Xiaofeng pushed aside Miao Bingkun, who was protecting him, and together with Lü Zhendong, rushed forward to help Cheng Zhiyuan up, asking with great concern, "Zhiyuan, are you alright?"

Cheng Zhiyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared through gritted teeth, "I'm fine!"

At this moment, Wei Guoliang had long lost his composure. Hiding behind a bodyguard, he shouted in a somewhat fearful voice, "Who are you people? How can you be so lawless? Aren't you afraid of the law?"

Then, he angrily shouted at Brother Biao, "Brother Biao, what are you good for? Where are your men? What are you doing here guarding the place?"

Brother Biao said with a dejected look, "President Wei, these guys are all from martial arts schools and trained in Sanda (Chinese kickboxing). I've fought them before, but I just can't beat them. Besides, they outnumber me!"

Wei Guoliang turned to Li Xiaofeng and forced a smile, saying in a gentle tone, "Young man, you must calm down. Let's talk things over!"

You are young and have a bright future ahead of you. What you're doing is illegal. Don't ruin your promising future because of a moment of impulse. This is a society governed by law!

At this moment, Miao Bingkun had already seen Wei Guoliang. Enemies meeting again are bound to be furious, and his eyes were almost spitting fire, as if he could not control his impulse.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Seeing Miao Bingkun slowly moving towards him with an unfriendly expression, Wei Guoliang was terrified and appeared rather cowardly.

Li Xiaofeng quickly stepped forward and pulled Miao Bingkun back, shaking his head at him: "Brother Kun, don't be impulsive. You have to listen to me, you hear me? We still need to take good care of Peipei together!"

It wasn't that Li Xiaofeng chickened out; it was simply that his opponent was too strong.

Because of Miao Peipei's connection, Li Xiaofeng had specifically looked into Wei Guoliang's identity before. He was quite extraordinary, having connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles in Shanghai, making him a figure with extensive influence.

Putting everything else aside, the strength that the other party displayed in the private room today was enough to shock Li Xiaofeng. Judging from the way it looked, it seemed that the Cheng family and the Lü family were both at his mercy.

If this really gets out of hand, and Miao Bingkun causes someone's death, Li Xiaofeng will definitely be implicated and will be in deep trouble.

But once Wei Guoliang recovers, he will inevitably face a frenzied retaliation from the other party.

At that point, it won't be as simple as a few thugs fighting and causing trouble; it will definitely involve both the legitimate and illegitimate factions. Even just this incident today won't be easy to resolve.

Although Li Xiaofeng has made some money in the past two years, he has almost no connections or background. If he really goes head-to-head with the other party, he will definitely suffer a great loss.

Therefore, he must strictly control the intensity and direction of the conflict to prevent the other party from becoming desperate and resorting to desperate measures. In this way, the other party will inevitably have to consider the cost of retaliation.

Li Xiaofeng needs time to grow.

Of course, he wasn't going to back down or compromise with the other party. Instead, he wanted the other party to realize that he, Li Xiaofeng, was not someone to be trifled with, and thus to be hesitant to act rashly and give him time to grow.

Upon hearing the name Peipei, Miao Bingkun seemed to calm down slightly. He was pulled back two steps by Li Xiaofeng, but he still glared fiercely at Wei Guoliang.

"Drag this bastard out here!" Li Xiaofeng pointed at Wei Jianjun, who was cowering behind another bodyguard.

"What are you doing? Don't pull me! Don't pull me! Dad, save me! Please save me!"

Wei Jianjun's tone was very flustered, almost on the verge of tears. There was a noticeable wet stain on his pants, which widened and lengthened, faintly emitting a urine smell. He was completely different from his arrogant self just now.

Wei Guoliang no longer cared about his image or dignity, and pleaded, "Young man, please don't be impulsive. How much money do you want? We can talk about it. For my sake, please let my son go. He's just a child!"

Li Xiaofeng picked up a large fruit platter from the table and hurled it at Wei Guoliang: "You son of a bitch, why don't you tie this bastard to your crotch and breastfeed him!"

Seeing that the two young men had already lifted Wei Jianjun up by one arm each, he turned to Cheng Zhiyuan and said, "Fourth brother, I will remember your kindness in helping your brother!"

Don't say your brother won't help you. You have to avenge yourself. You should fight back the way he treated you. That's not excessive.

Of course, you could also let him off the hook, and try to curry favor with President Wei!

After saying that, Li Xiaofeng handed him an empty wine bottle.

Cheng Zhiyuan had been holding back his anger for a long time. He abandoned his usual cautious and polite demeanor and, without hesitation, took the bottle and smashed it hard on Wei Jianjun's head.

Wei Jianjun screamed in agony as blood streamed down his head. Wei Guoliang trembled with pain, unable to bear the sight.

Cheng Zhiyuan picked up another bottle, intending to smash it again, but Li Xiaofeng stopped him, shaking his head and saying, "Use your fists and feet. If you use a bottle again, it won't be right with your parents!"