#110 - Chapter 110 Defence

Cheng Feng wouldn't be surprised that Sui Ran would figure out the details of the Hongmen.

What was strange was Sui Ran's sneaky behavior.

This made Cheng Feng feel a little malicious intent.

After Cheng Feng arranged for the Eight Hundred Shadows, only the Hongmen disciples were left.

Honestly, at this time, being able to eat hot meals with meat every day and get silver was definitely Cheng Feng treating them well.

Cheng Feng originally wanted to cultivate their combat power further!

But given the current situation, Cheng Feng couldn't care about anything else.

He brought out all twenty iron sabers that he had spent one hundred taels of silver to forge at the blacksmith's shop and distributed them to the top twenty Hongmen members.

The bottom thirty would either use their fists against the enemy or provide their own weapons.

After three months, everyone had three taels of silver in their pockets.

Those ranked lower would have to find their own weapons.

The Tiger Head Gang used to follow the same rules. It can be said that the entire gang world was like this. Those who were capable and powerful would even be equipped with excellent equipment by the boss; while those who had no strength could only rely on their own power to protect themselves.

After the weapons were distributed to everyone, they began to familiarize themselves with them one by one. Those ranked lower looked at the weapons in front of them, their eyes filled with eagerness and desire.

Weapons, for men, are undoubtedly a unique kind of romance. Especially since this time, Cheng Feng had found the blacksmith's shop that had forged the Silver Feather Sword.

Although these uniform Embroidered Spring Sabers were made of ordinary wrought iron, their styles were novel and their shapes were handsome.

Each one was worth five taels of silver, so twenty of them would cost a full one hundred taels, and the price was absolutely non-negotiable.

For good weapons, and to deal with possible crises, Cheng Feng could only pay the bill.

These days, Cheng Feng had been running back and forth between his home and the gang. Sometimes he would sneak back home twice during the day, and at night he would sleep at the Hongmen training ground.

Cheng Feng stood quietly aside, secretly waiting for the trouble that Sui Ran might cause. What could be the reason that led Sui Ran to make such a fuss?

Apart from the secret recipe for making refined salt, it seemed difficult to think of anything else. Presumably, it was the huge profits contained within that attracted opponents as red-eyed as hungry wolves.

However, Cheng Feng was not afraid. He firmly believed: if true friends came to visit, there would naturally be fine wine to treat them; but if faced with vicious wild wolves, he would also have sharp knives and guns to serve them.

Cheng Feng found it hard to imagine that he was already selling at ten times the profit, so what price was Sui Ran selling at that made Sui Ran, who was initially cautious of Cheng Feng, do such sneaky things?

As the night deepened, the Hongmen courtyard was silent, with only a faint fire flickering. Cheng Feng stood at the door, his eyes deep, as if he could see through the darkness and see everything clearly. He knew that Sui Ran's attack wouldn't be long, but he was already prepared.

The Hongmen disciples had already returned to their rooms to rest, but the iron sabers in their hands were still gleaming coldly. These iron sabers, each one condensed his efforts and expectations. Cheng Feng hoped that these iron sabers could become the disciples' protective umbrellas, allowing them to move forward bravely when facing enemies.

Time passed little by little, but Cheng Feng's heart remained vigilant. He knew that Sui Ran would not let go of this opportunity, and he would definitely try every means to seize the method of making fine salt. But, Cheng Feng was not afraid.

Strong martial force was his greatest trump card.

Finally, a burst of rapid and heavy footsteps broke the silence of the night like thunder. Cheng Feng's heart relaxed, and his brows furrowed slightly. He knew that the troublesome Sui Ran had arrived.

He slowly turned around and cast his gaze towards the depths of the courtyard. Sure enough, he saw Sui Ran leading a group of men dressed in black and with fierce faces rushing over like hungry wolves.

Their faces were filled with hideous and terrifying smiles, as if they had already foreseen the dawn of victory.

Faced with such a formation, Cheng Feng did not show the slightest panic. He stood still, his eyes as cold as ice, revealing an indestructible and resolute light.

He knew very well that at this moment, it was the best opportunity for him and the Hongmen disciples to show their skills and prove their strength.

"Brothers, show off the weapons in your hands and swear to defend every inch of our Hongmen's land!" Along with Cheng Feng's sonorous command, the Hongmen disciples rushed out of their rooms like arrows leaving the bowstring, each holding a sharp iron saber, fearlessly facing the group of murderous men in black. A thrilling life-and-death contest unfolded at the old site of the Tiger Head Gang.

This was actually the Hongmen's training ground, and everyone was already familiar with this place.

Sui Ran had brought a lot of men, Cheng Feng estimated about twenty.

Seeing that Cheng Feng was prepared, Sui Ran raised his hand to signal to his subordinates behind him. The twenty or so men behind him exuded an aura of strict discipline between their gestures, carrying the unique aura of the military.

As soon as Cheng Feng saw this kind of momentum, he knew it was going to be troublesome. He hated people with connections in the background the most.

Cheng Feng really wanted to slap Sui Ran a couple of times.

Why bother asking around when you have nothing to do?

Wouldn't it be better to cooperate and sell salt?

He had to solve all the problems himself.

Now Cheng Feng's salted fish life was shattered.

But he couldn't refuse to come.

Wasn't it just being blinded by greed? It wasn't like Cheng Feng hadn't seen it before.

But who was the person behind this guy?

Would it be okay to just kill him without finding out? Probably not!

Cheng Feng guessed it wouldn't work, but he wouldn't act if he didn't have to.

He signaled Wang Hu to come forward and talk.

Wang Hu fearlessly stepped forward and said loudly, "May I ask, brother, where do you come from? Why do you have to discuss matters in a remote place in the middle of the night? And you brought so many people, even wielding sharp blades. What exactly are you trying to do?" His voice was loud and powerful, revealing a sense of majesty.

Sui Ran's eyes swept over the Hongmen disciples who had emerged in the courtyard, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a free and easy smile. He cupped his fists and politely replied, "It's really a coincidence! I didn't expect this to be Hongmen's territory. I'm sorry for my rudeness. Tonight, I just happened to be passing by this place, perhaps I drank too much and became a little失态. I will definitely pay a personal visit on a good day in the future and ask Gang Leader Wang to grant me the honor."

Cheng Feng secretly pondered in his heart, this Sui Ran could be considered a character. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, he immediately wanted to retreat. However, Cheng Feng did not care about the so-called changes in the situation.

At this moment, his home was being visited by thieves, and someone dared to come and steal property. How could he tolerate this? He would never stand idly by!

There was no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Since they had come, Cheng Feng, with his blood refining realm, the eight hundred hidden guards, knew that the strength of the people who came was not high.

Then these guys should be brought out for his subordinates to practice!

He couldn't let them come for nothing.