Chapter 025 【Ling Wei’s Scheme】

Gu Feng frowned and thought for a few seconds, then tucked his phone into his pants pocket. He stood up, put on his jacket, and went to Lin Jiaying's bedroom door. "Jia Ying, I need to go out for a bit," he said.

"Oh," Lin Jiaying's voice sounded a little strange.

Gu Feng, preoccupied with why Ling Wei wanted to see him, didn't notice the unusual tone and headed straight out.

Outside, the sky had darkened. The courtyard lights had all come on. Several elderly residents were chatting on stone benches, while some children nearby played cops and robbers.

Gu Feng waited at Mingzhu Apartments for less than ten minutes before he saw Ling Wei. Ling Wei was driving a dazzling purple Maserati Coupé. When it pulled up at the entrance, it turned heads.

"Teacher Gu, get in!" Ling Wei rolled down the window and called out.

Gu Feng walked over. He immediately heard booming techno music blasting from the car. Ling Wei's cheeks were puffed up like steamed buns, covered with clear finger marks—Gu Feng's handiwork from that afternoon. Ling Wei had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking utterly pleased with himself.

Seeing this, Gu Feng frowned. "Ling Wei, what did you want?"

"Teacher Gu, get in. I'll take you somewhere, and I'll tell you when we get there," Ling Wei said, expertly blowing a smoke ring with a smile.

Gu Feng had come down mostly because of Ling Wei's anxious tone on the phone. Now, seeing his relaxed demeanor, Gu Feng knew there was nothing urgent.

"Spit it out if you have something to say. Otherwise, I'm leaving," Gu Feng said, making no move to get in.

Hearing this, Ling Wei quickly said, "Teacher, well, here's the thing. Someone wants to meet you and asked me to bring you over."

"Someone wants to meet me?" Gu Feng was puzzled. "Who?"

"Ah! Teacher Gu, just get in first. You'll know when we get there," Ling Wei urged, growing impatient. He just shoved the door open, grabbed Gu Feng's arm, and tried to manhandle him into the car.

"Ling Wei, tell me who wants to see me," Gu Feng said sternly.

Seeing Gu Feng's serious expression, Ling Wei let go. After a moment's thought, he said, "My dad wants to see you. He heard you gave me a beating, so he wants to meet you."

Hearing this, Gu Feng thought briefly, then bent down and got in. What he didn't see was the faint, triumphant smile that flickered at the corner of Ling Wei's mouth.

Once Gu Feng was in the passenger seat, Ling Wei quickly got in. He started the car and offered a pack of cigarettes. "Teacher Gu, want one?"

"I don't smoke," Gu Feng refused, his mind already on why Ling Wei's father wanted to meet him. That afternoon, Big Shark had told him Ling Wei's father was in organized crime. Judging by the sports car, his family was clearly wealthy. For someone in organized crime to have such wealth, his father's status spoke for itself.

Hong Kong, like Shanghai, was known as the "Pearl of the Orient." Beyond being a bustling international metropolis, it was also a paradise for the entertainment industry and a gathering place for gangs.

In Hong Kong, there were no fewer than ten gangs, large and small, with several wielding significant power. After the 1997 handover, the government had cracked down for a time. However, organized crime could only be suppressed, not eradicated. After the crackdown, some smaller gangs disbanded, leaving the stronger ones.

Hong Kong at night was exceptionally beautiful. The neon lights lining the streets illuminated the city as if it were daytime. The towering skyscrapers, adorned with neon, resembled magnificent palaces.

The Maserati Coupé lived up to its reputation. It could accelerate from zero to 100 kilometers per hour in just four seconds and remained remarkably stable at high speeds.

Ling Wei seemed to have a need for speed. He drove fast, and at several sharp turns, he even deliberately showed off with a few drifts.

Seeing that Ling Wei's driving skills were not bad, Gu Feng didn't stop him, letting him show off.

After the drifts, Ling Wei secretly glanced at Gu Feng. Seeing Gu Feng wasn't impressed, he lost the urge to continue and settled down. Ling Wei figured Gu Feng couldn't drive; after all, someone who could drive wouldn't be indifferent to drifting.

After nearly twenty minutes of high-speed driving, the Maserati arrived at the seaside.

At night, a cold moon hung high. Its light shone on the sea, as if dressing the water in silver. On the sandy beach, he could just make out couples embracing.

Ling Wei parked the car on the road by the sea. "Teacher Gu, let's get out."

Gu Feng looked away and stepped out. "Where's your father?"

"Follow me," Ling Wei said with a mischievous grin, then quickly ran ahead.

Although Gu Feng sensed a lie, he was already here, so he didn't argue. He walked in the direction Ling Wei had run.

In the distance, Gu Feng saw Ling Wei run up to a man in his late twenties, say a few words, and point his way.

Next to the man stood a Mercedes-Benz, and two other men stood beside him, seemingly his lackeys.

After listening, the young man, with Ling Wei, walked toward Gu Feng.

"You're the one who hit Young Master Ling this afternoon?" the man asked. He had a crew cut, sharp, penetrating eyes, and a burly physique.

Even without the well-developed muscles and their suggested power, just the casual way he stood screamed skilled fighter to Gu Feng.

Gu Feng glanced at Ling Wei and saw him looking back expectantly. Gu Feng concluded Ling Wei had lured him out for revenge, which pissed him off. He gave the man a cold once-over and said, "Yes."

While Gu Feng sized up the man, the man assessed him. Hearing the answer, the man snorted coldly. "Ling Wei says your Kung Fu is incredible, that you could defeat me with one hand. I'd like to see that."

Hearing this, Gu Feng was even more convinced Ling Wei was playing tricks. But seeing the man's arrogance, Gu Feng couldn't be bothered to explain. He simply assumed a traditional fighting stance: left foot forward, left elbow bent and arm raised, right foot positioned sideways.

Seeing this, the man excitedly took off his shirt, revealing a torso of corded muscle. He casually tossed it to Ling Wei. "Young Master Ling, hold this."

Ling Wei eagerly caught the shirt and flashed a mischievous grin at Gu Feng. "Brother A Long is no joke. You'd better be careful!"

Hearing this, Gu Feng simply rolled his shoulders. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

That hint of disdain instantly angered A Long, who was warming up. A Long sneered at Gu Feng. "Ready?"

"We can start," Gu Feng replied with a faint smile, reassuming his stance.

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