On the way back, Chu Feng sat in the back seat of the van, lit a Liangyou cigarette, and began to puff away.
Chu Feng opened the rear car window, letting the wind blow in, and looked at the scenery whizzing past outside, squinting his eyes, and shaking off the ashes.
Just then, a voice announcing the completion of a system task echoed in Chu Feng's mind.
“Congratulations, Host, on completing the system-issued mission: Kill Shiye Kun and adapt to the bloodshed of Hong Kong!”
“Reward: Muay Thai Master Level.”
“Does the Host wish to immediately receive the Muay Thai Master Level?”
A flash of joy appeared in Chu Feng's eyes. He casually flicked his cigarette out the car door and muttered in his heart.
“Receive!”
In an instant, Chu Feng felt a flood of memories rushing into his mind.
These memories played out in his mind like a slideshow, showcasing the various techniques of Muay Thai without reservation from countless Muay Thai masters.
Simultaneously, a cool energy began to alter Chu Feng's muscle memory.
Chu Feng closed his eyes and began to carefully feel it.
This infusion lasted for a full fifteen minutes. By the time he opened his eyes again, the process was complete.
A sharp gleam flashed in Chu Feng's eyes. He was now a Muay Thai master, as if he had been practicing Muay Thai for six or seven decades.
He had mastered Muay Thai. Every move he made was imbued with the essence of the art, without the slightest hint of awkwardness. This was not mere empty showmanship.
His fists, legs, elbows, and knees all became weapons. Muay Thai, also known as the eight-limbed boxing technique, was deadly in every strike, most suitable for street fights. One move could quickly incapacitate an opponent.
Muay Thai techniques were brutal and swift. The elegance of a flying knee, the domineering power of a soaring double elbow strike, the sharpness of a leg strike like a venomous snake's fangs - ordinary thugs were simply no match for a Muay Thai master.
Chu Feng was quite satisfied. He had gained another skill to add to his repertoire.
While practicing Muay Thai could damage the body, most practitioners would engage in long-term, over-exerting training, causing irreversible harm to certain organs.
Throughout history, most Muay Thai masters would be left with severe aftereffects in their old age, even shortening their lifespan.
But Chu Feng had no need to worry. He had integrated the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine, making him fearless of harm to his body. Muay Thai's strength was perfect for him, a man of the underworld. It allowed him to strike without hesitation in the cutthroat world of Hong Kong.
At that moment, a phone call suddenly rang.
“Ding-a-ling-a-ling.”
One of the younger brothers sitting in the front row handed the phone to Chu Feng, respectfully saying:
“Boss, your phone.”
Chu Feng grunted, took the phone, glanced at it, saw it was a call from Luo Dingfa, and pressed the answer button.
Chu Feng chuckled, “Afa, what’s up?”
Luo Dingfa asked on the phone, “A-Feng, have you taken care of Shiye Kun?”
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes and said calmly, “I just finished him off. Sent him down below to sell salted duck eggs.”
Luo Dingfa was not surprised. He laughed and said:
“A-Feng, all the hall masters have received the message. In an hour, we will start sweeping the territory of the Harmony Triad. I’m calling to let you know.”
Chu Feng nodded, “No problem, Afa.”
They chatted for a few more minutes before Chu Feng hung up.
Chu Feng pondered for a moment and directly ordered the Shark En sitting in the front row:
“Shark En, when we get back to the finance company, immediately gather the guys. In an hour, we’ll start sweeping the Harmony Triad’s territory.”
Shark En nodded, rubbed his hands together, and a glint of excitement appeared in his eyes:
“No problem, Boss. I’ll arrange for the brothers when I get back.”
…
An hour later, it was already past midnight.
But outside the Peach Bar, a Harmony Triad stronghold, there was still a constant flow of people. This was the busiest time for bars.
The work schedules of these thugs were different from normal people. Most of them slept during the day and went to bars to drink and dance at night. For them, midnight was only the beginning of their nightlife.
At the same time, seven Toyota Hiace vans suddenly came from the street in the distance. A harsh screech of brakes filled the air.
“Screech!”
The seven Toyota Hiace vans parked in front of the Peach Bar.
“Clang.”
The van doors swung open, and a large group of Loyal Righteous Faith thugs, dressed in black, stepped out. They held sharp watermelon knives and baseball bats, their eyes sharp.
At this time, Chu Feng also got out of the van, but he didn’t make a move.
Chu Feng looked at the Peach Bar, narrowed his eyes, took out his Liangyou cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, took out his lighter, shielded it with his left hand from the wind and lit the cigarette.
Chu Feng took a deep drag and motioned to Shark En with his eyes.
Shark En didn’t need to be told, with sharp eyes and a baseball bat in hand, he waved his hand and ordered the brothers next to him:
“Charge in, smash everything!”
“Yes, Shark Brother!”
These brothers, each with a ferocious expression, rushed into the Peach Bar and began smashing the sign outside.
Shark En personally used his baseball bat to smash the shining neon sign outside into a pile of rubble.
The two Harmony Triad members guarding the entrance’s faces changed dramatically.
“Who are you guys?”
As soon as they finished speaking, before they could even fight back, Shark En and his men swarmed them with baseball bats, sending them tumbling to the ground.
“Ouch!”
The two thugs cried out in pain, lying on the ground, unable to stop Shark En’s group.
Shark En, full of aggression, led over a hundred men into the Peach Bar and started smashing everything in sight.
“Smash everything!”
“Loyal Righteous Faith is here, anyone not involved get the hell out!”
The patrons inside the bar heard that it was the Loyal Righteous Faith and quickly ducked and fled, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.
“Damn, coming to the Harmony Triad to cause trouble, you’re asking for death!”
“Cut them down!”
The Harmony Triad members who were watching the bar immediately picked up their weapons and began to fight with the Loyal Righteous Faith men.
But with Shark En, a skilled fighter, leading the charge and with their numbers far exceeding those of the Harmony Triad, the Harmony Triad members were no match.
Shark En took the lead, leading his men into a brawl with the Harmony Triad members.
Every Harmony Triad member was either cut down or beaten to the ground by the Loyal Righteous Faith men. Wailing and screaming echoed throughout, mixed with the smell of blood. The air was thick with it.
Any Loyal Righteous Faith member who saw tables or chairs kicked them over, the wine on the bar counters was swept away with baseball bats.
“Clang!”
The sounds of wine bottles falling came one after another. The wine bottles on the counters were all shattered, various wines mixing together, the smell quite pungent.
Bang!
The sound equipment in the middle of the stage was also smashed to smithereens with baseball bats.
Only Chu Feng, leaning against the van outside, smoked his cigarette and listened to the cacophony inside the bar.
After all, there was no need for him, the boss, to intervene in this kind of sweeping operation. His subordinates could handle it.
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