Chapter 1488: Goofball (Five Updates)

“That’s good, say hi to your dad for me…” Tang Zhendong patted Lin Feng’s shoulder, speaking with satisfaction.

Lin Feng nodded, and after saying goodbye to Grandma Tang with Tang Rou, he drove home.

By now, the sky was turning dark. Driving his BMW with Tang Rou, Lin Feng had just left the Tang family neighborhood, and at a crossroads, they were suddenly blocked by a golden Ferrari…

“Kid, stop, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!” The Ferrari’s window was open, and inside was a young man, around twenty-three or twenty-four, wearing a black suit with slicked-back hair, looking at Lin Feng arrogantly and casually greeting him.

“Do I know you?” Lin Feng glanced at the Ferrari guy in front with some confusion and casually asked… If this intersection weren’t so close to the Tang family, he would have just slammed the brakes and crashed right into them… A sideways collision in a BMW, no matter how luxurious the opponent’s car, he wouldn’t be the one losing out.

“You don’t know me, but I know you! You’re Lin Feng, right… And the beauty sitting next to you is Tang Rou, correct?” The suit-wearing man said disdainfully.

“And then?” Lin Feng asked with a half-smile, looking at the suit-wearing man.

“Drop off Tang Rou, and get lost by yourself. I’ll let you go today; otherwise, don’t dream of leaving in one piece!” The suit-wearing man suddenly changed his expression, speaking very arrogantly to Lin Feng.

The suit-wearing man’s outburst seemed like a signal. With his threat, Lin Feng noticed that at this small crossroads, there were several sports cars from various directions occupying both lanes, slowly driving in…

Among these cars were Porsche, Maserati, and other luxury cars, and also BMWs and Mercedes, these somewhat more common sports models. But they all had one thing in common: they had deliberately modified exhaust pipes, and the deafening low growl of the engines instantly spread hundreds of meters away, causing a disturbance…

Sitting inside were seemingly idle rich kids, each with a very casual expression, forcing their well-kept faces to make arrogant expressions, looking very annoying.

“Are you guys the Street Racing Gang?” Lin Feng chuckled and casually asked.

“Hmph… What Street Racing Gang, we wouldn’t have such a lousy name…” The suit-wearing man in the Ferrari looked at Lin Feng with contempt and said in a deep voice, “What you see is just half of my sports car club members! Lin Feng, I’ve already given you a chance, drop Tang Rou off the car and leave by yourself, or you won’t be leaving…”

There’s really nobody who can stop me… Lin Feng chuckled lightly. He wasn’t in a hurry to leave, still wanting to ask about the suit-wearing man’s identity.

“Can I ask, are you the son of that ‘Wang Dong’? Wang Zheng?” Lin Feng glanced at the suit-wearing man and casually asked.

“What Wang Dong? Utter nonsense? Let’s speak the truth, I am Wang Zheng, and my dad’s name is Wang Cheng. He’s the director of Hongyun Precious Metals Group… You need to know, Hongyun Precious Metals Group isn’t just a simple trading company; it’s backed by major figures in Jiangzhou’s underworld. Do you understand my identity now? Can you leave now?” Wang Zheng looked earnestly at Lin Feng.

Hongyun Precious Metals Company is the largest gold and silver precious metals trading company in Jiangzhou City. As a director of such a company, Wang Cheng surpasses many with financial strength, but crucially, his background is also quite complex! Precious metals companies aren’t easy to run; those in this business must have connections both in the underworld and the white-collar world.

Wang Cheng became a director at Hongyun Precious Metals Company, largely because he knows many people in Jiangzhou’s underworld, including some bosses from the Qingzi Sect and Hong Sect…

“Hongyun Precious Metals Company is backed by underworld bosses? This name seems a bit familiar…” Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and suddenly recalled… Bai Yuanshan’s copied information on Hong Sect’s industries might have mentioned that one of the companies Hong Sect holds is a precious metals company. Seems like it’s called Hongyun?!

Damn, could it really be such a coincidence! Lin Feng was a bit speechless. If he wasn’t mistaken, Hong Sect owns 60% of Hongyun Group’s shares, meaning Hong Sect is actually Hongyun Group’s largest shareholder, but the operations are handled by someone else…

“Kid, are you scared? Heh, I’d advise you to move quickly, or else your hands and feet might not stay attached…” Wang Zheng saw Lin Feng’s hesitation and thought Lin Feng was scared, threatening him even more arrogantly.

Lin Feng couldn’t help but laugh as he looked up. Honestly, in Jiangzhou, he had seen many impressive figures, but a clown like this Young Master Wang with such self-importance was almost unheard of… At this point, Lin Feng couldn’t help but recall what Tang Rou’s aunt said, that Wang Zheng was a dedicated student with no time for dating… It was quite funny, seeing Wang Zheng’s pallid face, indicating he was probably an expert at partying away all night rather than anything decent!

“Alright, considering your dad is a shareholder in Hongyun Group, I’ll give you some face today. You should take these hooligans and leave. Next time I meet your dad, I’ll have some tea with him and have him apologize. Then it’s settled…” Lin Feng looked at Wang Zheng earnestly and said, “This is my greatest leniency towards you!”

“What did you say?” Wang Zheng looked at Lin Feng with surprise and sneered, “Kid, haven’t you woken up? You must think I’m joking, right? Fine, I’ll show you what ‘death’ means! Brothers, drive up to him, I damn well want to take off one of his arms!”

Instantly, the roar of engines erupted, and several sportscars moved towards Lin Feng, slowly pressing in… Wang Zheng was afraid Tang Rou might get hurt and knew to control their speed, just pressing Lin Feng, not letting him escape!

Wang Zheng initially thought Lin Feng at this moment would surely be agitated, even if not screaming in fright, surely pale-faced… However, to Wang Zheng’s surprise, Lin Feng’s face showed no signs of panic, just looking at him with a smirk, as if watching a fool…

It’s not just Lin Feng; even Tang Rou showed no expression… These guys were really too weak. If Tang Rou weren’t habitually relying on Lin Feng to act, a little use of the subtle skills of the Lotus Sutra would wipe out this group in an instant.