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On the way back, Xue and Jufeng sat in the back of the car, while a Hurricane member cautiously drove, occasionally stealing glances at the two young men in the rearview mirror, his face revealing a mix of joy and excitement.
The establishment of the Hurricane had brought a fresh hope to the members of the Original Red Gang and the Red Wolf Gang. Although there were more rules now, the results were evident. These lower-tier members could clearly feel a significant increase in their own strength and that of their friends, while their confidence reached new heights. More importantly, the benefits from Hurricane were excellent; salaries had multiplied several times over, filling their pockets and giving them a solid foundation for whatever they chose to do.
As a result, Hurricane members revered Jufeng and Xue like deities. Even Lezheng, who had previously been held in low regard, was now praised by the Brothers for his unique insights. Thus, the fervent gazes occasionally displayed by the driver were easily explained as genuine admiration.
Xunran, Jufeng, and Xue's prowess was undeniable, commanding respect from all. However, Xue had also employed various tactics here to shape public opinion, exaggerate certain facts, and create a symbolic representation. People were eager to believe in beautiful things, which solidified Jufeng and his companions' status.
Inside the car, Jufeng gazed at the towering skyscrapers and soaring flyovers that leaped behind them. The city's prosperity brewed in this early autumn morning; people hurriedly rushed about, balancing shopping bags or other lightweight items on their heads to shield themselves from the rain.
Indeed, after leaving Gui Ming Residence, it started to rain in Washing City. The downpour wasn't heavy; raindrops rhythmically tapped against the car windows without making much noise.
Jufeng shifted his gaze from outside back to inside the car just as he caught the eye of the driver who had been sneaking glances at him. The driver hadn’t expected Jufeng ’s sudden gaze to return and blushed slightly.
Jufeng chuckled, causing the driver’s embarrassment to deepen. He quickly diverted his attention back to the steering wheel.
Xue Jian also chuckled softly, seemingly pleased with his work within Hurricane. However, thinking about Hurricane's actions today brought a hint of worry to his brow.
“A-Zheng should be done over there by now; I just wonder how Tong Bailong is doing. After all, it's the headquarters of Rising Dragon Society. Although we have enough manpower dispatched, it’s likely to be a fierce battle.”
Jufeng nodded thoughtfully for a moment before shaking his head.
“Cheng Zihu is no ordinary person. This time he fell for our trick mainly due to carelessness. Seeing Tong Bailong leading people to cause trouble, he must have realized what was at stake and would definitely not engage us head-on. He will surely conserve his strength waiting for Director Zou to rescue him before plotting slowly. The Rising Dragon Society is entrenched here with strong reinforcements; there’s no need for them to fight us desperately.”
"And most importantly, they have grown complacent over time. Aside from some car crashes and assassinations, they have lost confidence in direct confrontation. Therefore, Tong Bailong will find it easier than expected."
Cheng Zihu is the leader of the Rising Dragon Society, having founded it himself. However, the name is somewhat ironic; his real name is Tiger, and the gang's name is Dragon. It's hard to imagine what he was thinking when he came up with that.
Jufeng's analysis was incisive, and Xue understood these principles well. Still, this was the first true expansion for Hurricane, and he couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.
"What if they really just sit there and do nothing? If they refuse to leave, we won't be able to take over their territory."
Xue's concerns were not unfounded. Tong Bailong was set to deal with the headquarters of the Rising Dragon Society, the Rising Dragon Club. But if they simply refused to budge, it wouldn't be wise to forcefully take it. The other outposts were merely about competing for management fees; as long as they could drive off the Rising Dragon Society members, that would suffice. However, the Rising Dragon Club was Cheng Zihu's private enterprise, and outright robbery would bring legal consequences!
Jufeng knew well the dangers of letting a tiger return to the mountain, which is why his initial plan was to eliminate the Rising Dragon Society entirely. But that large piece of cake sitting there was not so easy to devour all at once.
Jufeng shook his head, deciding not to dwell on those uncertain matters for now. When the car stopped at the Rising Dragon Club, everything seemed to brighten up.
"Brother, what's your name?"
The driver had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two leaders but didn't quite grasp the key points. Suddenly, after a brief silence, he heard "brother" and was momentarily confused, not realizing Jufeng was addressing him.
However, there were only three people in the car; Jufeng always referred to Xue as "brother," so it was clear he meant him.
Realizing this, he quickly responded, "In response to Brother Jufeng, my name is Wang Yuan. You can call me A Yuan."
"Mm, your driving skills are good. From now on, you can drive for me."
Wang Yuan was delighted and quickly nodded in agreement.
Washing City was quite large, with Gui Ming Residence and University Town located in different areas, separated by a River Bridge. As the car left Gui Ming Residence and crossed the River Bridge, the rain intensified.
After a while, the car stopped in front of a magnificent building. Someone stood at the entrance, holding an umbrella to help Jufeng and Xue out of the car. The group entered the building, and once again, tranquility returned to the entrance.
The rain and wind were strong, and there were few people on the road. Occasionally, someone hurried past but didn’t spare a glance at the building.
(I have matters to attend to today, making it difficult to find the words to write. Although there aren’t many readers, I feel it’s necessary to provide some explanation, at least to be fair to myself.)
(To be continued)
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