Chapter Thirty-Six: Brothers

  October 7th, today Xu Qiang went to the training ground early in the morning to check on the progress of the project. After finishing the formalities that day, Tang Feng had Xu Qiang find a construction team to renovate the old school, saying that the renovation was actually not a big project, just repainting the building's surface would be enough for people to live in, as for other things, Tang Feng hadn't considered them yet due to limited funds.

  Tang Feng, Guan Zhiyong, Wang Sheng and Yin Fei, however, had left early, but it was unknown where they went.

  When dusk fell, Xu Qiang returned home, but Tang Feng and the others still hadn't come back. Today's Xu Qiang was somewhat unusual; his usual carefree appearance had vanished, and he sat alone by the swimming pool in the backyard, his expression tinged with sorrow.

  Today is his birthday, but no one celebrates for him, not even a single "Happy Birthday" was heard. "Recently things have been too busy, maybe the others forgot." Xu Qiang thought to himself, he didn't blame Tang Feng and the others for forgetting his birthday, he just felt a little sad. In the past when they were in the army, no matter whose birthday it was, everyone would gather together to celebrate, but this year's birthday is destined to be spent alone.

  The phone rang, Xu Qiang took out his mobile phone from his pocket and saw that it was Wang Sheng's number. He quickly answered: "Right hand, what's up?"

  "Left hand, no, it's not good, boss, they've been blocked in the Black Mantaro, you'd better come quickly." Wang Sheng's voice on the phone was very panicked.

  Xu Qiang was shocked, wondering who could have subdued Tang Feng and Guan Zhiyong. But he didn't have time to think about it now, knowing that every minute counted and the longer they delayed, the more danger Tang Feng and Guan Zhiyong would be in. He grabbed his clothes and ran outside while shouting angrily: "Damn, who's so bold? Where are you now?"

  "I'm outside the Black Mantouluo, come quickly, I can see you when you arrive." Wang Sheng then hung up the phone.

  Xu Qiang was furious, if anything happened to Tang Feng or Guan Zhiyong, he vowed to make that person wish they were dead. The phone in his hand had already shattered into pieces due to the pressure. Xu Qiang hailed a taxi at the door and rushed to the black Mantaro.

  15 minutes, the road that was supposed to take 20 minutes to arrive at was shortened by 5 minutes under Xu Qiang's urging and threatening, this is in the city area, I estimate that this driver is unlucky today, there are already countless electronic police recording his crazy speed on the way.

  After throwing down a handful of change, Xu Qiang jogged towards the black Mantouluo, and as he approached the entrance, Wang Sheng came up to greet him, grabbing his left hand and saying: "You've finally arrived."

  "Damn it, stop bullshitting, who are they? How many of them are there? And what the hell do you eat for a living? Screw off." Xu Qiang was uneasy at heart and asked these questions just to get a sense of the situation. After all, someone who could simultaneously take down Tang Feng and Guan Zhiyong was definitely not someone he could handle.

  Wang Sheng was startled by Xu Qiang's anger and said after a while, "Left, left hand, don't be in a hurry, let's go inside first."

  "No need, I'll go in alone. You wait outside. If I don't come out in half an hour, you can leave as far as you want to go. Even we can't handle the person inside, it's like a sheep entering a tiger's den if you go in." After finishing speaking, he lifted his foot and walked into the black Mantaro.

  Wang Sheng felt a slight emotional stir in his heart. Although Xu Qiang's tone was not pleasant, he knew that Xu Qiang didn't mean to look down on him; Xu Qiang just didn't want him to go in and die for nothing. Watching his good brother disappear into the doorway, Wang Sheng smiled slightly and followed after him.

  "What the f**k, who?" Xu Qiang took a step forward, didn't say another word and picked up the chair beside him. He opened his mouth to ask, but couldn't finish what he was saying because he realized he had been fooled.

  "Call Left Hand Brother." Tang Feng's voice rang out.

  "Brother Left Hand is good!" The dozen or so younger brothers shouted in unison.

  At this time, Xu Qiang only discovered that all the people in the whole point, acquaintances and strangers, those who joined Hua Xing and those who came purely to play, were all surrounding him, with some girls holding sparklers in their hands.

  At this moment, Tang Feng clapped his hands and a banner floated down from the 2nd floor with the words: "Happy 22nd birthday to Left Hand Brother!" Yin Fei and Guan Zhiyong also pushed a food cart in front of Xu Qiang, on which was placed a three-layer cake. Yin Fei personally lit the 22 candles on the cake and said: "Left Hand Brother, I didn't know what to give you, this cake is something I made with my own hands today, you must eat more or else someone will get angry." After finishing, she playfully stuck out her tongue.

  This cake was indeed a labor of love, going to a famous bakery early in the morning and having 5 or 6 attempts ruined within a day, finally managing to get one that barely passed muster on the seventh try.

  When the candles were lit, Xu Qiang quietly wiped away his tears of emotion under the dim light. His brothers hadn't forgotten his birthday and had even thrown such a big celebration for him at this critical moment. How could he not be moved?

  Among the cheers of the crowd, Xu Qiang blew out all the candles in one breath. When the lights came back on, Tang Feng stood at the DJ's position, picked up the microphone and said: "Brothers and friends, today is my brother Zuo Shou's 22nd birthday, today all consumption of Black Mamba and Flying Bird is free, everyone drink to your heart's content, play to your heart's content."

  Under the cheers of the crowd, Tang Feng and his entourage walked into the already prepared private room.

  "Boss" Xǔ Qiáng said.

  Tang Feng waved his hand to interrupt Tang Feng's words and said: "No need to be polite with your own brother, don't forget that we are closer than real brothers."

  Xu Qiang nodded vigorously and stopped talking, instead he monopolized the entire cake made by Yin Fei and started devouring it. Even when Wang Sheng tried to come forward to take a piece, Xu Qiang chased him away, saying: "This is Phi Phi's cake for me to eat, none of you can compete with me, I want to finish it all by myself, not happy? Want to eat? Then wait until your birthday and ask Phi Phi to make one for you, hahaha."

  This night was destined to be crazy, Tang Feng and the others were all drunk, and finally returned to the villa with the help of Old Ma and some still sober younger brothers. After this night, the name "Left Hand" was quietly remembered by the big and small mixed gangs in the XA underworld. After all, this birthday party was too sensational. Not to mention that two scenes were closed for a night, which would lose a lot of income, just the white guests who drank were not a small sum.

  The next day, everything returned to normal. Xu Qiang still went to check on the project's progress every day. For this training enthusiast, nothing was more important than being able to start training his younger brother as soon as possible. The only difference was that when walking on the street, some young thugs he had never seen before would respectfully shout "Hello, Left Hand Brother".

  Kan Chiyu was also busy to death, these days with the gradual rise of Huaxing Society, more and more people are asking to join, just a few days ago he was still alone, couldn't help but accept anyone who came, but now it's different, wanting to enter Huaxing Society is no longer an easy thing.

  On this day, Guan Zhiyong took in 30 younger brothers. These people were all selected from the many who had come to join the gang before. Guan Zhiyong only looked at two points when taking in new members: first, their appearance couldn't be too bad, or it would affect his mood; second, they had to have a sense of justice, and although courage could be cultivated, having a sense of justice was different.

  As everything seemed to be going smoothly, Tang Feng couldn't help but feel unenthusiastic. The number of people under him was increasing, but the amount of money in his hands was decreasing. Fei Niao still went to those small-time hooligans as usual, and now half of them had become his subordinates, making it impossible for him to make any real profit.

  Hei Se Man Toro is a partnership between himself and Old Horse, although business is good, but initially agreed to split the profit at the end of the month, now he only has less than 3 million in hand, really don't know how long can hold on. Originally there was still nearly 2 million, but the training field decoration, adding equipment all need money, roughly calculated that at least need around 1.2 million, plus the other day with Old Horse to visit his uncle's cousin just a little bit of courtesy is 500,000 gone, now Tang Feng just realized that mixing in the black society is just burning money.

  "Brother, what are you thinking about?" Yin Fei asked, seeing Tang Feng sitting on the sofa in a daze.

  Tang Feng, who was woken up by Yin Fei, smiled and said: "Nothing, I was thinking about your school, the school has already been contacted for you, wait a few days and I'll take you to register." Tang Feng didn't want Yin Fei to get involved in business matters, he just wanted her to be happy and have a good life. The school thing is basically settled. Last time when we went to Old Ma's house, Tang Feng mentioned this matter, and Vice Director Wang agreed immediately, it will take only a few days to receive the letter.

  Yin Fei was overjoyed when she heard that she could go to school immediately, and she forgot what she had asked before. She kept massaging Tang Feng's shoulders and patting his legs to express her gratitude.