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In the academic season of the year, a violent gang incident occurred at the Red Wolf Bar in Huan City University Town. Investigations revealed that a member of the Red Wolf Gang shot their leader, Lu Chun, with a handgun, and fingerprints were found as evidence. There were also witnesses from the Red Wolf Gang, making the evidence irrefutable. A decree was issued to suspend operations at the Red Wolf Bar for rectification, warning the public to stay away from gangs.
This was the most sensational news since the start of the academic season at Huan City University. As for A-Kang's death, it was replaced by a severely injured member of the Red Wolf Gang who had been incapacitated during the chaos. Considering that living in such a state was hardly a life worth living, Jufeng offered him a substantial settlement, and he willingly became a scapegoat.
The incident at the Red Wolf Bar resulted in a complete victory for the Original Red Gang. They not only recruited several members from the Red Wolf Gang but also successfully acquired ownership of the Red Wolf Bar. In the following days, Jufeng sent Tong Bailong and Lezheng to eliminate any remaining members of the Red Wolf Gang, gaining control over two bathing centers and several entertainment venues. From that point on, the Red Wolf Gang completely vanished from existence.
Afterward, Jufeng calculated that with the acquisition of some properties from the Original Red Gang and assets obtained from the Red Wolf Gang, he had amassed quite a significant fortune.
The brief military training period passed quickly, and the school granted all students two days off to recuperate. Xue's injuries had healed considerably, and he was now able to walk freely. After their resounding victory, Jufeng and his companions finally gathered together for their first leadership meeting after entering the Underworld.
Of course, this so-called leadership consisted of just four people.
In addition to the original Three Titans, Lezheng joined as a guide for Jufeng and others venturing into the Underworld. Although it was a serious meeting, it took place amidst food and drink among the four.
The location of this meeting was quite dramatic—it was held in Xue's hospital room. Discussing such bloody and dark matters in such a sacred place was quite an audacious choice.
“Tong Bailong, A-Zheng, how is your takeover of Lu Chun's territory going?”
Tong Bailong was a man of few words, while Lezheng had an opposite personality, often leaning towards flattery. Thus, in today’s meeting and many future ones, he was always the first to speak.
“In response to Brother Jufeng’s inquiry, progress has been very smooth. With Brother Long sent by you, we hardly needed to do anything; Brother Long handled everything on his own and left us all astounded. The entire gang is in awe of Brother Long; we’re even discussing having him teach us to improve our overall combat effectiveness. From now on, we’ll be walking tall!”
Lezheng’s enthusiasm about this topic was palpable; clearly, their admiration for Tong Bailong was genuine. However, upon hearing this, Xue couldn’t help but glance at Jufeng with admiration in his eyes. He realized that Jufeng was indeed a rare leader. Assigning Tong Bailong to handle final tasks might have seemed like overkill, but Xue understood that Jufeng’s true intention was to solidify Tong Bailong’s position within the gang while simultaneously reinforcing his own authority.
Xue then shifted his gaze back to Lezheng and asked playfully, “A-Zheng, if that’s how it is with your gang members, then what gang are we?”
Xue’s words were like hidden needles in cotton; they made Lezheng break out in cold sweat. From Lezheng’s perspective, he had previously served under Red Gang; however, with their leader killed by Jufeng, it would be inappropriate to continue using that title—similarly for the Red Wolf Gang. Lezheng hadn’t anticipated that his earlier careless remark would land him in such an awkward position.
“Uh… well…”
Lezheng stammered without being able to articulate his thoughts. Seeing this, Jufeng couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly; Xue truly knew how to seize opportunities. Just as he had established Tong Bailong’s authority, Xue wasn’t about to let Lezheng off easily—he felt sympathy for Lezheng’s predicament.
"Well, since we have a new look, we should also abandon the old names. How about we come up with a catchy name for the newly established gang? It will give everyone a sense of belonging."
Lezheng saw Jufeng giving him an out and quickly nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes! With your talent, this important task should definitely be entrusted to you."
Logically, Jufeng was the leader of the gang, so naming it was naturally his responsibility. However, among brothers, there were no strict rules to bind them, and Xue did not hesitate to take part.
"Alright, I'll showcase my talent and give you all something eye-catching. Hmm..."
Xue fell into deep thought, and the others did not disturb him, busying themselves with their own tasks. Throughout the process, Tong Bailong maintained a listening attitude; he only paid attention to Jufeng. With Jufeng present, he could indulge freely.
Indeed, while others were working hard, he was enjoying himself.
After a while, Xue finally had a flash of inspiration.
"Let's call it 'Hurricane Society.' It has a phonetic similarity to Brother Jufeng's name and sounds quite impressive."
"Great name! As expected of you, Brother. 'Hurricane Society' sounds powerful."
Lezheng continuously praised from the side. Jufeng thought for a moment and found the name quite good but felt one aspect was off.
"Hurricane is good, but let's skip the 'Society.' According to Huaguo's traditions, such terms are rarely used. In contrast, there are plenty of examples in the neighboring Zhuair Country that sound uncomfortable. We don't need to insist on calling it a gang or society; just 'Hurricane' will do."
Jufeng's words enlightened Xue. He had no objections to this decision. They then began discussing the structure of the gang.
"Well, I had A-Zheng compile some statistics. Currently, there are 85 members in the Hurricane crew, not including the four of us. My preliminary plan is to divide it into several parts:"
"Since we're operating in the Underworld, we can't avoid conflicts and power struggles. Therefore, a significant portion will serve as enforcers. Secondly, similar to this assassination attempt on Lu Chun, A-Zheng provided timely intelligence; thus, espionage work is also crucial. However, this part should focus on quality over quantity; we need outstanding individuals. Additionally, I want to venture into legitimate businesses; only by mixing black and white can we thrive in both worlds. This also leaves us with an escape route."
Xue's thoughts were indeed meticulous and his overall perspective exceptionally clear. After his analysis, the previously chaotic personnel structure became well-defined—unlike the Red Wolf Gang which had over a hundred members but too many who were merely freeloaders.
"That's right. In the long run, it won't be a problem, but right now we're just getting started. We have a few entertainment venues operating, and there's no rush for the legitimate business. Let's send 60 of them to various locations first, and the remaining five elites will be trained for intelligence work. I'll leave these matters to A-Zheng for now. Once my health is fully restored, we can discuss the next steps."
"Understood, Brother Jufeng. Leave it to me. However, I need to consult you about the expenses for so many brothers. Many of them are homeless and can only stay in bars and bathhouses. What do you think we should do?"
Jufeng pondered for a moment and said, "We've just stirred up such a big commotion nearby; we need to stabilize our foundation first and not act recklessly. Everyone should keep a low profile for now. We've acquired quite a bit of wealth from the Red Wolf Gang, so let's not be stingy. Regardless of the industry, it's all about people. Let's implement a wage system for now, and when we have more money later, we can build houses for everyone. Just handle it this way."
Jufeng's words moved A-Zheng deeply. From the perspective of a brother, wasn't following the boss all about making a living? Now that Jufeng was being so generous, A-Zheng felt even more determined in his beliefs.
"By the way, A-Zheng, you need to stay vigilant and see if there are any connections with Lu Chun in the nearby Underworld. We can't let ourselves be ambushed again without knowing it. Experience teaches us; we can't stumble in the same place twice."
"Don't worry, Brother. I've already sent my men to gather information. Everyone's reactions have been quite calm; in fact, two gangs are even trying to form alliances with us. After all, we've demonstrated considerable strength."
Upon hearing this, Jufeng and Xue's evaluation of A-Zheng rose a few notches. He knew how to handle things well without needing instructions—such a person was indeed a capable assistant.
"Alright then, let's conclude today's meeting here. We'll deal with everything else after recovery. A-Zheng, you can head back now."
A-Zheng felt somewhat disheartened upon hearing this; it seemed he still couldn't fully earn Brother Jufeng's trust. He needed to work harder to become as reliable a partner as Brother Long.
"Yes, Brother Jufeng. I'll take my leave now. Goodbye, Brother Long."
A-Zheng nodded slightly in farewell while Tong Bailong kept stuffing his mouth with food and waved at A-Zheng, which made Jufeng and Xue burst into laughter.
After A-Zheng left, the conversation between Xue and Jufeng deepened significantly, causing Tong Bailong, who was eating beside them, to shiver involuntarily.
"The Wind will inevitably inject fresh blood into the Underworld of Washing City after its establishment. Although those around us seem calm on the surface, they are definitely watching us closely. We three young men who have just reached adulthood give them an illusion that we are easy prey; they won't want to believe that everything we've achieved is based on strength. So I fear that life won't be easy from here on out; we must tread carefully."
Jufeng chuckled at this and said, "Are you saying that our fearless brothers are now afraid?"
Xue Jian teased Jufeng but sighed helplessly, "I'm worried about you! Look at your arm; that's a bloody lesson learned. Killing Lu Chun was unavoidable, but from now on you can't take such risks anymore. You're the leader of a gang; if you fall, the Wind is finished."
"I have fallen, but you are still here, right? Hehe."
Jufeng's jest was met with a roll of the eyes from Xue. Only the sound of Jufeng's laughter lingered, accompanied by Tong Bailong's chewing, echoing in the hospital room.
After a while, Jufeng stopped laughing and said meaningfully, "You know, I actually come from a wealthy family, but I don't like the stench of money that comes with it. My father taught me all those dark tricks of politics and business, but I always felt conflicted. The business world is like a battlefield, yet it is not truly a battlefield. I prefer life-and-death struggles over mere numerical gains and losses in money; that kind of thrill does not bring me joy."
"The current situation in the Underworld is a testament to the saying that one is born from hardship and dies in comfort; otherwise, Lu Chun wouldn't have died so obscurely. Without bloodshed, there can be no progress. I think we should promote a great revolution in the history of the Underworld together!"
Jufeng's words were undoubtedly stirring, igniting Xue's passion. They looked out the window together, perhaps the future of the Underworld would change because of the three youthful faces in this hospital room.
And this was the dawn of the Underworld.
(To be continued)
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