Chapter 45: The Hongmen Banquet

  Tang Feng drove to the address on the invitation, and after repeatedly verifying the address, he muttered to himself: "Damn it, this old man Sun is really too rich! This is simply a park!"

  As soon as he arrived at the gate, Tang Feng was stopped by two security guard-like strong men. After taking out his invitation to prove his identity, Tang Feng entered the Sun Mansion very smoothly.

  If previously, Tang Feng was only surprised outside, then at this moment, Tang Feng is shocked. This Sun Manor far exceeds Tang Feng's imagination. Following the security guard's guidance, Tang Feng drove for a full 5 minutes before arriving in front of a 4-story European-style villa. Along the way, the artificial hills and green waters made for a breathtaking view, causing Tang Feng to secretly praise Old Man Sun for knowing how to enjoy life.

  In front of the villa was a small square, in the middle of which stood a magnificent fountain. A majestic golden dragon rose from the water, its head slightly lowered, gazing down at everyone who came to the villa, full of majesty. At this time, three cars were already parked in front of the villa gate, and Tang Feng also stopped his car and got out.

  "Are you Huaxing Society's Old Master Death God?" asked an elderly man in his sixties who was still very spirited as he stepped forward.

  Seeing the old man being so polite, Tang Feng also smiled and said: "I am, but I don't know who you are?" High-handed, this was Tang Feng's first evaluation of the old man, but he knew that this old man absolutely wasn't Sun Lao, after all, someone with Sun Lao's status wouldn't come out to personally welcome guests.

  "Hehe, I'm the steward here, you can just call me Old Liu." The old man said with a smile.

  Tang Feng waved his hand and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare. As a traditional young man who respects the elderly and loves the young, I wouldn't forget. I'll call you Master Liu from now on."

  The old man nodded in appreciation: "En, not bad. Nowadays, young people like you who understand etiquette are getting fewer and farther between. The three in front aren't as good as you." After that, he said: "Let's go in, the other three elders have already arrived a while ago."

  Tang Feng followed the old man and asked while walking: "What about the other three seniors? Did Old Sun invite other guests besides me?"

  Liu Boda said: "Yes, apart from you, there are also big bosses in Xijiao, Dongjiao and Beijiao."

  After listening to Liu Bo's words, Tang Feng was somewhat perplexed in his heart. He had originally thought that Old Man Sun had called him over because he didn't like this outsider causing trouble on his turf and wanted to warn him a bit. But now it turned out that Old Man Sun had actually also invited several other big shots from other districts. What exactly did this old man want to do?

  "I wonder what Old Master Sun wants us to come for?" Tang Feng asked tentatively.

  "Hehe, the sky is going to change, XA has been chaotic for long enough, it's time to integrate." Liusi said this and then fell silent.

  Tang Feng was shocked in his heart, "The XA has been chaotic for long enough, it's time to integrate." What does this sentence mean? Is Grandpa Sun intentionally selecting one of the current big brothers to unify the XA underworld? Didn't he say he wouldn't interfere with underworld affairs anymore?

  Before Tang Feng could think of a reason, they had already arrived at the location. Through the door, Tang Feng heard the sound of scolding and quarreling coming from inside.

  Liu Bo pushed the door open, turned his body to wait for Tang Feng to enter before closing the door and leaving. The three people inside had seen someone push the door earlier and thought it was Old Man Sun arriving, so they quickly stood up. When they saw that it was Tang Feng who entered, they sat back down on the sofa. One of them cursed and said, "Damn, what kind of world is this? Even a little punk like you can come out and join the underworld. Is the underworld really that fun?" After speaking, he gave Tang Feng a fierce glare.

  Tang Feng didn't mind either, and smiled lightly as he sat down casually.

  Tang Feng's nonchalance doesn't mean others are also nonchalant. A young man sitting next to the middle-aged person coldly said, "Gourd, I advise you to be careful with your words, or else one day your head will roll and you won't even know who did it."

  A middle-aged man scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said: "Hehe, Ghost Face, don't be angry, hehe, you know I wasn't talking about you." To say that this gourd's power is stronger than Ghost Face's, but Ghost Face is notorious for being ruthless and cruel, so he didn't want to provoke such a fierce god.

  The demon face didn't care about the gourd, and still coldly said to Tang Feng: "The mixed black way is more suitable for hot-blooded young people who dare to fight and kill. When you get older and lose your momentum, it's time to give up your position. Otherwise, you'll just be occupying a toilet without doing anything, and even daring to fight and kill has its limits. If you go overboard, that's not bravery, that's courting death. What do you think, Huaxing Society boss?" The sentence "occupying the toilet without doing anything" was clearly referring to the gourd. Everyone on the XA path knew that among all the bosses, the gourd had the smallest guts.

  Ghost face has offended many people, Tang Feng hasn't spoken yet and the gourd said: "Hmph, Ghost face, don't give you two points of color and you open a dye house. When I came out to mix, you were still a **. Damn it, I think you want to turn the sky upside down? Do you believe that I'm occupying the toilet and not taking a shit? You believe it or not, I'll..."

  The gourd's words were cut off before he could finish, as his neck was slashed open by the ghost face. The ghost face raised its knife, stained with fresh blood, and smiled eerily, having stared at Tang Feng from the moment it opened its mouth to speak until now.

  Tang Feng sneered and said: "Is this considered provocation? If so, then come on, bring out all your skills, I'll take them head-on."

  The middle-aged man in the corner, who had not spoken a word, felt the invisible murderous aura between the two men. Beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead as he silently cursed: "Damn it, why is my luck so bad? I just took over as the leader after the farmer and now this happens. The gourd has even been killed by the ghost face. Hopefully, the two won't harm any innocent people soon. I don't want to die yet. It's too frightening to be an enemy of such a madman. No way, when I get back, I'll resign. I'm done with this job."

  Tang Feng and Guimian both stood up, glaring at each other, as if waiting for the other to make the first move. From the atmosphere, Tang Feng's evaluation of Guimian was not bad, but just not bad, perhaps among ordinary people, Guimian was considered very strong, but compared to Tang Feng, he was still far behind.

  The ghost face was shocked in his heart, and the young man in front of him gave a feeling that was unfathomable, like an ancient well, no one knew how deep it was. He began to regret provoking Tang Feng, this person put too much pressure on himself, he didn't have any chance of winning at all.

  Just as the two were at odds with each other, the door was opened again, and this time it was Old Man Sun and Butler Liu who came in.

  The first to put down their guard were the peasants' successors. Seeing that Old Man Sun had arrived, he knew those two madmen wouldn't dare start a fight, at least not with him around. The ghost-faced man also let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if there was a sense of celebration in his heart.

  Grandpa Sun seemed to have expected this scene, and chuckled: "Young people are always impulsive. Little Liu, get someone to carry that corpse out, and re-paint the room tonight. It's been a long time since anyone died in here." Hearing this title, Tang Feng spat blood, Little Liu? For the first time, he saw someone call an old man over sixty years old like this.

  Liu Bo nodded and retreated, while Tang Feng and Guimian also came down to earth, sizing up the old man in front of them. A few minutes later, the corpse of the gourd was carried out, as for how it would be handled, no one on the scene cared, probably it would be burned directly, Tang Feng just wanted to know what kind of goods Old Sun was selling.