Chapter 53: The Black Way Conference (Part 1)

  Time flies, on December 1st, the first-ever black conference in XA's history was held in the meeting room on the 22nd floor of Jiahao Hotel. Tang Feng arrived just five minutes before the start of the meeting with Guan Zhiyong and Lin Feng by his side. They were intentionally late to put some pressure on those big shots. The reason only three of them came was that Tang Feng thought it unnecessary to bring too many people, as these three were enough.

  Jiahao Hotel is a five-star hotel, originally Tang Feng wanted to hold it in Hei Se Manto, but after thinking about it again, he felt that it was not suitable. Firstly, it was not formal enough, and secondly, holding it on his own turf might make those big shots hesitant to come. One or two not coming would be exactly what they needed to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, but if none of them came, then Huaxing Society's face would be lost. They couldn't just kill them all, could they?

  As soon as he reached the entrance, he saw a group of young thugs dressed in black suits, looking around with an air of importance. Tang Feng sneered twice, these big shots were really something to be afraid of, with such little courage they still wanted to mix with the underworld? If he wanted them dead, what use would these people be?

  Just as they arrived at the conference room door, Tang Feng and others heard the noisy voices inside.

  "Dragon, doesn't this Huaxing Society think we're anything? They called us here to open this damn meeting, but now they themselves aren't even showing up?" a big shot yelled in a piercing voice.

  "Is that right, Dragon? They really think we're afraid of them?"

  "Right, since they came today, let's make them roll out of XA City. A few outsiders also attempted to occupy XA?"

  “……”

  Tang Feng and the other two exchanged a smile at the door, regarding the "Dragon Old Big" in their mouths. Tang Feng still knew that this person had some skills, and was considered a figure on the XA road before. Later, he was forced to retire by the waste they, these rising stars, after the waste they died, this old guy started to move again, and it is said that he has already entangled many small gangs. If you say that the current XA underworld is most hostile to Huaxing Society, it is probably him.

  Lin Feng pushed the door open and walked in, followed by Tang Feng and Guan Zhiyong. As soon as they entered, the loud shouting stopped abruptly, and the entire conference room fell silent.

  Looking at those big shots sitting without any capital, some even put their feet on the table, Tang Feng frowned, with this quality can be called a black boss? It's simply a hooligan leader!

  "Everyone, I'm late due to an unexpected matter, please forgive me." Tang Feng glanced at the old man sitting in the first position on his left. This old man was their so-called Dragon Old Man.

  That Dragon Boss indeed had a bit of the boss's demeanor, not even looking at Tang Feng, stretching out one hand and shaking it as he said: "The Huaxing Society has recently been making waves, Death God Boss being busy is to be expected, but I don't know what business Death God Boss has called us here for today?"

  Tang Feng naturally detected the sarcastic tone in Long Lao Da's words, but he didn't mind and just smiled. Instead of responding, he swept his gaze over the crowd of old bosses and said softly, "I seem to recall that we invited 13 gang leaders, so why have only 11 shown up?"

  Lin Feng heard Tang Feng's words and hastily said: "The leaders of the Tianhu Gang and the Shark Gang haven't arrived."

  He nodded and Tang Feng said calmly, "Go invite them over, once everyone is here we'll have the meeting."

  Lin Feng responded with a "yes" and walked out the door.

  The big shots present didn't want to continue, and a burly man with a scar on his face slammed the table, stood up and said: "What the f**k do you think you are? We're giving you face by being here today, so spit it out quickly, I don't have time to waste here."

  The rest of the old men with scars on their faces also opened their mouths and echoed in unison.

  Tang Feng smiled and picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, then shook his head and said: "Old Scar really is an impatient person." After finishing speaking, he put the teacup back on the table and said: "I heard that Old Scar is a master of knife play? I'd love to see it for myself."

  As soon as Tang Feng's voice fell, Guan Zhiyong suddenly exerted force and rushed towards Dao Hen. In an instant, he arrived in front of Dao Hen. Guan Zhiyong's dagger, representing death, slid out from his sleeve. At this time, Dao Hen also reacted, shouting loudly: "Damn it!" Then, he picked up a steel knife from under the table and hacked it towards Guan Zhiyong.

  Guan Zhiyong didn't dodge or evade, his eyes revealing a look of disdain. He knew he had no need to dodge.

  Everyone looked at Guan Zhongyong without dodging, all revealing a playful expression. The knife scar's skills were something they knew about, and among these people, he was absolutely considered a good hand. Just as they thought Guan Zhongyong would be split in two, the knife scar's steel knife stopped less than an inch above Guan Zhongyong's head!

  "You, you..." Scar's face revealed an unbelievable expression, he could feel his consciousness gradually drifting away, his neck was spraying blood outward, the fresh blood splashing out very far, and the big boss sitting next to him was also splashed with a face full of it.

  No one saw what Guan Zhiyong did, they only saw Guan Zhiyong stretch out his hand and wave it in front of Dao Hen's neck just as the steel knife was about to chop down, the next moment Dao Hen stood still like he had been cast a petrifying spell, several seconds later they saw a thin red line appear on Dao Hen's neck, the red line grew wider until finally blood spurted out.

  He snorted and Guan Zhiyong returned to Tang Feng's side as if nothing had happened, but in the moment he turned around, Knife Scar's body fell heavily to the ground.

  "Hmph, I thought Knife Scar's skills were impressive, but it seems they're nothing special after all. I remember the invitation clearly stated no weapons allowed in the venue, yet he still brought a knife. He deserved to die. What do you have to say for yourselves, you bunch of bosses?" Tang Feng continued sipping his tea, his eyes coldly staring at the group of bosses.

  "Yama, what do you mean by this?" Before the other bosses could even start, Long Lao Da glared at Tang Feng with some anger, feeling that Tang Feng didn't take him seriously. As one of the old-timers in the XA underworld, although he had retired and wasn't involved anymore, no one dared to not give him some face on this land.

  Tang Feng disdainfully curled his lip, looking at Dragon Old Big Brother and saying: "I invited you here because you can also be considered a senior fellow in the Taoist community. It's not to let you come and rely on your age to bully others. I think it's better for you to enjoy your peaceful life and just listen to things related to the Taoist community, but don't interfere with things that shouldn't be interfered with. Otherwise, at such an old age, if something unexpected happens, it won't be good."

  Listening to Tang Feng's naked threat, Long Lao Da's forehead bulged with blue veins, his chest heaving violently several times before bursting into laughter: "Haha, haha, truly a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers! Young man, don't be so arrogant, the water in this place is deep, take care of yourself first!"

  Tang Feng spread his hands and curled his lips, saying: "What you said is right, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but I'm not a calf and you're not an old tiger. And haven't you heard the saying? The rear waves of the Yangtze River push forward the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach!

  "You..." Long Lao Da stood up in anger, pointing at Tang Feng but couldn't say a word, clearly infuriated. After being speechless for half a day, Long Lao Da slammed his hand on the table and coldly hummed as he prepared to leave.

  Seeing him about to leave, Guan Zhongyong shifted his foot and swiftly blocked his way.

  "Are you going to leave my old life here too?" Long Lao Da turned his head and angrily asked Tang Feng.

  Wave his hand, Tang Feng said to Guan Zhiyong: "Let him go, a toothless tiger is nothing to worry about."

  After Long Lao Da left, the entire conference room fell silent again. Those old men who were shouting earlier now buried their heads deeply, fearing that Tang Feng would take them down next. Seeing their appearance, Tang Feng's mouth curved into an arc but he didn't say a word.

  Not long after, Lin Feng returned with a bag in his hand. Tang Feng looked at him with praise, but intentionally asked: "Where is the person? Didn't you invite them?"

  "Boss, I'm useless, couldn't invite them over. They refused to come no matter what. No choice, so I brought their heads instead." Lin Feng said, tossing the canvas bag onto the conference table, and two round human heads rolled out. Although Lin Feng's words carried a hint of self-blame, his face showed not a shred of remorse - on the contrary, he looked rather pleased with himself.

  "Never mind, let's get started. I think even the big shots who are seated can't wait any longer?" Tang Feng said with a playful tone.

  The crowd of onlookers exchanged shocked glances with one another.

  "No rush, no rush." A big man hastily wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and flattered, fearing that Tang Feng would be displeased.

  "Yes, Death God-sama has us wait, and for a long time we will have to wait too."

  “……”

  Looking at those old and ugly faces, Tang Feng felt very disgusted, really didn't know how they had mixed to their current status.