#85 - Chapter 85 Gang

After completing the formalities, Cheng Feng took the four women directly home.

He had the women of the house settle them in.

A cleansing bath and change of clothes, new attire.

Tea offering to acknowledge their sisters, establishing their positions.

Going through this entire process, the women had all become accustomed to it.

Although Cheng Feng's sudden purchase of four women was unexpected, the courtyard was large, and there were many rooms, so there was no fear of not having enough space.

Moreover, the women in the inner courtyard who were pregnant each had their own room.

The outer courtyard could accommodate two people per room, which was also acceptable.

And it would be convenient in the future, allowing the pregnant women to choose a personal maid to accompany them, which was better than anything else.

Of course, it had to be in order of pregnancy; first pregnant, first served, so no one could say anything, anyway, four pregnant women, four maids, everyone got one.

Chun Yu and Xia He had already been assigned to Cai'er, the eldest sister.

Only Xiao Qing was still alone, but Cheng Feng said it wasn't a big problem, it was only a matter of time.

Looking at the empty plaque above the gate, Cheng Feng, now with money in hand, went out again and ordered a plaque for the Cheng residence, spending another tael of silver.

With all this coming and going, besides Cheng Feng being the only man, there were twelve women in the house.

Cheng Ping and Chen Zhu sat at the children's table.

Watching the newly acquired dividends being used up, leaving a pitiful four taels, Cheng Feng fell into deep thought.

Was he spending too quickly?

But looking at the beautiful women in the house, the pregnant women with their big bellies, Cheng Feng felt that it was nothing.

The basic foundation was already fixed.

There wouldn't be any more major expenses afterward.

Cheng Feng didn't gamble, whore, or do drugs, so the expenses required were pitifully small.

In another two months, he would be a middle-class family with surplus grain in hand again.

Then, Cheng Feng looked at the data about martial arts in the panel.

Basic Knife Technique (Proficient 130 / 200)

Thunderbolt Bloodburst Art (Beginner 20 / 500)

Which one should he choose?

Basic Knife Technique belonged to skill.

Thunderbolt Bloodburst Art belonged to realm, increasing Cheng Feng's realm according to the progress ratio.

However, Cheng Feng wasn't sure if it would be the same as training strength and skin, after all, the base number was quite large.

Cheng Feng calculated the progress of the Thunderbolt Bloodburst Art, based on three times a day, it would take 160 days, nearly half a year, to become proficient.

And it might not even improve his realm.

Cheng Feng turned his attention to Basic Knife Technique again, with only 70 left to reach 200.

Based on three times a day, it would only take 24 days to complete.

Cheng Feng made a decision, after all, there was no choice.

Choosing something with lethality was more suitable at this stage.

The appearance of Eight Hundred made Cheng Feng have different ideas in his heart.

Eight Hundred, that was a ruthless and cold robot with strength higher than the Skin Refinement Completion realm.

Dealing with a gang composed of a few local ruffians shouldn't be difficult, right?

A brick-and-mortar business requires capital, background, and even more strength.

There were too many entanglements, and Cheng Feng didn't have the energy to do it.

But what were Cheng Feng's current advantages?

Of course, it was strength, so was there a project that could be developed solely based on strength?

Cheng Feng thought it over and over, going through everything he could think of in his mind.

As a result, he found that only the gang format here could match him, allowing his strength to play a full role.

Moreover, Eight Hundred's image and strength were more than enough to be a protector!

Of course, for the safety of the women in his family.

Cheng Feng had to disguise his identity.

But Cheng Feng had never been involved in the underworld in his previous life, he had only watched a lot of gangster movies, Cheng Feng thought, so, he was missing a guide?

The next day, Cheng Feng went to see his future father-in-law again.

In Cheng Feng's circle, the closest person to Cheng Feng was his mother's younger brother, his uncle, but in Cheng Feng's opinion, both the underworld and the white world relied on strength, and his uncle was obviously an ordinary person who had risen to the top by relying on ordinary people's bravery and fighting, Cheng Feng relied on strength, and he didn't want to involve his uncle Xu Minghao too much, Although Cheng Feng didn't know about the things in the underworld, but now he hasn't heard of large-scale fighting, that means his uncle is still very safe in the gang.

Rely on force to persuade? Forget it, his side hasn't even started yet!

Then the most important thing is the martial arts gym, but this is Cheng Feng's side business, mainly for money, and he plans to hide his name and change his identity, if the people in the martial arts gym know, then what is there to hide?

If Wang Tieshan knew that his closed-door disciple was going to join the underworld, I'm afraid the peers would say that Wang Tieshan taught his disciples improperly!

Cheng Feng had no choice but to find his future father-in-law, after all, he hadn't married yet, only a verbal agreement, the relationship was neither far nor near, the distance was just right, and he could still chat a few words.

Seeing Cheng Feng coming again, Mei Zhou smiled and said, "What's wrong, the silver didn't match the number?"

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "How could that be! It's just that something happened yesterday and I left early, so I came today to have a few drinks with Shopkeeper Mei."

Mei Zhou smiled without saying a word, this kid Cheng Feng can be said to be a man who doesn't cast an eagle unless he sees a rabbit, he took the initiative to come to the door, I'm afraid he encountered some difficulties! He usually doesn't come over to reminisce with himself, chat about family matters.

Following Cheng Feng's words, the two walked to the second floor compartment, put on wine and dishes, and while pushing cups and exchanging drinks, Cheng Feng was a little embarrassed and said: "May I ask Uncle Mei if he knows anything about underworld gangs? Can you explain some doubts to me?"

Mei Zhou heard Cheng Feng call him Uncle Mei, knowing that this matter was relatively important, he didn't put on airs, and told Cheng Feng roughly about what he knew about gangs, then said: "Virtuous nephew has a great future, don't let those bad things delay your future."

Cheng Feng knew that this was his future father-in-law caring about him, and said frankly: "Uncle Mei, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

After Cheng Feng thanked Mei Zhou, he left the restaurant. He had a plan in his mind, deciding to start with some small gangs to understand their operation methods and rules.

The night was as dark as ink, enveloping every corner of Qingxi County. Cheng Feng stood in front of the window, gazing deeply into the distance, planning his next actions in his heart.

He already had a preliminary understanding of the underworld gangs in Qingxi County, but to truly understand their details, he needed a more in-depth investigation.

The next morning, Cheng Feng changed into plain clothes and quietly left his residence. He came to a teahouse in the south of the city, which was a place where underworld gangs in the south of the city often gathered. He found a corner seat, ordered a pot of tea, and began to quietly observe the surroundings.

The teahouse was bustling with noise, with conversations in various accents rising and falling. Cheng Feng noticed that there were several figures constantly exchanging glances, seemingly passing on some information. He continued to drink tea silently, but his ears were perked up, trying to capture every sound around him.

Soon, a burly man walked into the teahouse. His appearance immediately attracted the attention of the people around him, and many people greeted him. Cheng Feng's heart stirred, knowing that this person should be a well-known figure.

He continued to observe silently, only to see the man walk to a table and sit down, starting to talk to a few people.

They should be talking about some business, and the price wasn't negotiated well. The burly man's face was obviously not very good, and he should have suffered a loss.

Cheng Feng thought it was just right, only when he suffered a loss and fell to the bottom of the valley would it be good to lend a helping hand, and by the way, see how the real gangs act.