Mad Dog currently has nearly a hundred brothers under his command, all of whom he recruited recently.

Boss Jin has been incredibly busy lately, and he's become somewhat indulgent. Plus, Xiong Hui, who used to oppose him, has gone mad. This mad dog is getting cocky and has his men overstepping their bounds to take over Feng Sanshui's territories. All the territories that Feng Sanshui didn't really manage are now under his name, except for the Tenth Street. In addition, he's cultivated good relationships with the leaders of several powerful groups and acquired shares in their businesses. Now, his 'prosperity' in both power and wealth has made him start to become quite arrogant.

Although he was a little looser off financially, he still couldn't let go of the lucrative Tenth Street. It wasn't that Tenth Street was so lucrative that he absolutely had to have it; rather, it was because Xiong Hui had gotten into trouble, and Tenth Street was now in the hands of that little bastard Feng Sanshui. This was Xiong Hui's most prized territory before, where Xiong Hui was his equal. In other words, Feng Sanshui was now on the same level as him, the mad dog!

This assessment infuriated him to the extreme, which led to his act of storming Feng Sanshui's villa.

only……

Mad Dog glared angrily at Bai Liang and his group as they returned from their 'bloody battle,' his anger rising uncontrollably to the top of his head!

"You can't even beat that bastard Feng Sanshui? There are only two of them!!" Two against more than a dozen, and they still lost!

If this gets out, how will he ever be able to stay in the underworld again?!

Bai Liang was drenched in sweat from the spray, his head bowed, barely daring to breathe.

How can you blame him? Those two brothers were clearly trained fighters, while these guys were just amateurs. It's a miracle they came back unscathed.

Of course, he dared not say this aloud, otherwise he might not see the sun rise tomorrow morning.

Seeing that his subordinates were silent, the mad dog, unable to find an outlet for his anger, kicked Bai Liang to the ground. Seeing Bai Liang curl up and groan, he couldn't hold back any longer and kicked him several more times. The surrounding stools were also affected and scattered everywhere.

"Boss, tell me how you want to deal with Feng Sanshui, and I'll do it." Shen Laosan poked his head out, sidestepping to block Bai Liang's view.

He and Bai Liang had always had a good relationship, but when something happened, Mad Dog would think of Bai Liang first. He was a little resentful that the boss valued Bai Liang more, so he let Bai Liang suffer a bit earlier. Now that he's stepped forward, it's a way of showing brotherly loyalty.

Mad Dog squinted, said nothing, and reached behind him. His subordinate handed him a cigar, lit it, took two deep drags, put his hands on his hips, and blew smoke rings. The scarlet flame flickered in the dim light, just like his agitated mood.

"Ignore them. Tomorrow, you all go and take over Tenth Street. It's already the second half of the year, and it'll be time to pay next year's dues soon. It's just the right time." It's only four months away.

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, Cao Ming, a member of Yuan's security team, was about to leave when he saw Chen, one of Feng Sanshui's men, pacing nervously near the gate.

His long, greasy hair was a mess, making him look like a homeless person. He wore a vest and brightly colored floral shorts, which was an eyesore.

If he hadn't seen Feng Sanshui bring him out, he would definitely have had someone chase him away.

However, it won't work if there's no one guarding the main gate; we'll have to hire a few more security guards later.

"Chen Que, what are you doing here?"

Chen was hesitating about how to get through the gate of Yuan's Security when he saw the person he wanted to see standing at the gate, frowning and calling to him.

"Brother Cao, Brother Cao, hello. Um, our boss was beaten up at home last night by Bai Liang and his men, who were under Mad Dog's command. They told us to hand over Tenth Street. You know, Tenth Street is our boss's territory, but now our boss only has a few of us left. We're a bit short-handed, so..." Chen spoke slower and slower, glancing at Cao Ming's face. He sensed danger, shrank his neck, and fell silent.

"What about Boss Jin? Didn't he ask for help?" That idiot Feng Sanshui, does he think that since he's useless to Tenth Street, he can still get some protection from them?!

They don't even consider how many of the scoundrels he's done in the past were worthy of their intervention.

Waste recycling is just a way for Yuan Zhuan to be too lazy to manage the ten streets. Not only are they incompetent, but they also need our help. So what's the point of their existence?

Chen, who was so intimidated by Cao Ming's aura that he picked at his fingers, explained in a low voice, "Boss Jin has been dealing with some things lately and is very busy, so he can't manage things here for the time being." Wang Jin's ambition has grown, and it is said that he wants to take over. Boss Jin has lost a lot of business and is in a lot of trouble. How can he have time to care about the small matters on Tenth Street?

"Hehe. Where's Feng Sanshui? In the hospital?" Cao Ming knew the outcome just by looking at Chen Que's expression. "Alright, I got it. Go keep an eye on Mad Dog's side and see if he's going to make any moves. If the situation changes, just call me. Here's my mobile number, take it." Cao Ming took out a business card and stuffed it into Chen Que's hand.

"Okay, okay, Brother Cao, President Cao, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now." Clutching the business card tightly, Chen didn't dare linger and quickly ran away, panting heavily as he ran. Wasn't Brother Cao supposed to have a very good temper? He was scared to death.

Cao Ming paused at the door for a few seconds, then turned and went inside.

Although the team captains were not present at the training hall, their enthusiasm for training remained undiminished, with the reserve captain, Qi Ming, leading the team.

"Qi Ming, come here." Cao Ming beckoned.

Qi Ming responded, gestured for everyone to continue, and then jogged over.

"Brother Cao, what's up?"

"Find four team members to guard the entrance of Tenth Street. For the next few days, they'll work in eight-hour shifts, no rest. You can arrange who works the night shift and who works the day shift. Overtime will be paid double, and meals will be provided." The entrance to Tenth Street has a gate that's over three meters wide. There's usually an old man guarding it during the day, and although it's closed at night, that one-meter-high gate isn't enough to stop troublemakers. So, to prevent Tenth Street from being disturbed, he also has to keep an eye on it.

Given Mad Dog's nature, he won't last long before he's gone.

"Yes." Qi Ming responded and was about to go back to check the men when Cao Ming stopped him again. "If they really come, notify me immediately. If they make a move, dislocate their limbs."

"yes."

Cao Ming made the arrangements and then rushed out.

Wang Chuanke was actually cornered at the restaurant by that idiot Kong Hua and his men. If he hadn't gone, who knows what kind of trouble would have ensued. Those two have never had a peaceful life since they were kids.

At Jiulin Restaurant, Wang Chuanke glared angrily at the crew-cut young man opposite him with a dark face. The young man was surrounded by more than a dozen other young men of similar size, each of them tall and strong. Compared to the small group of three on Wang Chuanke's side, no matter how much Wang Chuanke and his two companions tried to stand up, they were the weaker party.

Wang Chuanke cursed under his breath. He was just having a casual meal with some old classmates when Kong Hua, that idiot, came in to eat. These bastards, as soon as they saw them, sat down at the next table, ordered a bunch of dishes, and shamelessly asked the waiter to put it on Wang Chuanke's bill, saying that it was Wang Chuanke's meal to apologize to Kong Hua.

Damn it, I'm so angry at him!

That brainless woman who was throwing herself at him wasn't his type, and he never paid her any attention. She dumped Kong Hua to pursue him, and that equally brainless bastard Kong Hua just had to hold a grudge against him. Five or six years have passed, but the matter has never been resolved, and they always make a scene every time they meet.

Before, with Brother Cao in charge, he would only glare at him a few times. Now that Brother Cao is doing other things and rarely has time to eat with them, this bastard has shown his true colors.

Damn it, a toad on the back of your foot doesn't bite, but it's incredibly annoying.

"Wang Chuanke, it's not that I don't respect Brother Cao, it's just that you're incredibly arrogant. For five or six years, you've never thought you've done anything wrong or apologized to me. I don't need your apology today. Just accept this bill, and we'll call it even. If not, well, that depends on whether my brothers agree." Kong Hua's gloomy face was full of hostility, showing that he had been holding back for a long time.

“I’ve lived an upright life, never done anything wrong in my 26 years. As for that woman you’re talking about, I haven’t even really looked at her properly. You got dumped and you’re blaming me for it, you…” Before he could finish speaking, Kong Hua had already picked up a stool and hurled it at him.

"You son of a bitch, you actually dared to lay a hand on me! I'll kill you!" Although Wang Chuanke reacted quickly, he was still hit on the arm and gasped in pain. He grabbed a plate from the table and threw it back. His two old classmates were not weak either, and they picked up chairs and joined the fray.

And so, a brawl broke out in the hotel, three against thirteen, all sorts of chaos ensued.

The hotel staff and chefs stood in a corner, calmly watching the show, and the owner didn't seem inclined to come over.

These kinds of fights are so common; this is just a small incident, nothing to worry about.

Once the fight is over, just pay them back. If they're happy, they can get a new batch of plates, dishes, and chairs. Hmm, the table can be replaced too.

When Cao Ming arrived, he saw two groups of people fighting fiercely, and then he saw the calm-looking shop assistants and chefs. He frowned and pinched his brow in exasperation.

This has happened three times in a year; they fight as soon as they see each other.

"Kong Hua, tell your men to stop, or I'll have your father send you abroad. You know I have that power."

Kong Hua, who was in the middle of the fight, stopped when he heard this. He turned around and saw Cao Ming with a long face, so he quickly stopped and said, "Stop, stop, stop fighting, my brother Ming is here."

Wang Chuanke paused when he saw Kong Hua stop, and only after everyone stopped did he tell his old classmate to stop as well. He explained, panting, "Mingzi, that bastard Kong Hua came in and counted several thousand yuan, asking me to pay for it. I refused, and he started hitting me." The implication was that he hadn't started it.

Cao Ming didn't speak, but glanced at him before looking at Kong Hua, who looked uneasy. He could then tell who was right and who was wrong.

"Settle the bill with the person first. As for the loss, split it 30/70, Kong Hua, you get 70%."

"Why should we..." Kong Hua was about to argue when Cao Ming snorted and stopped.

Only after both individuals had paid their compensation and apologized did the group leave the restaurant.

Cao Ming gave him an address, saying, "You two follow me. If anyone dares to run away, I'll go to their house and deal with them."

After saying that, he drove away.

Kong Hua glared at Wang Chuanke, called his brothers to go home, and drove off with them.

Wang Chuanke licked his aching cheek a few times, then clasped his hands together and apologized to his old classmate, "Old classmate, thanks for tonight. We're good brothers, let's get together again in a few days."

"It's okay, go ahead and go. We'll get together again later. We're not leaving anytime soon after we get back, there's plenty of time."

"Okay, let's go."

When the tea bags reunited, only Cao Ming and the person involved were present.

Cao Ming sipped his tea, looking at the two stubborn brats on either side of him, utterly speechless.

They're both almost thirty, and they can start fighting at the drop of a hat. That's something else.

The feud between these two families wasn't that big; it was just that the older generation often fought, and this so-called 'hatred' had been passed down to the third generation. They were bound to start fighting again eventually.

"You two have been fighting for decades, are you planning to keep fighting forever?" Cao Ming threw the empty teacup on the table, leaned back on the sofa, and said coldly.

He'd had enough of mediating; those two bastards just wouldn't stop.

“I didn’t do it. It’s always this bastard who’s causing trouble,” Wang Chuanke said.

"Wang Chuanke, you fucking swear again!"

"So what if I cursed?" Wang Chuanke suddenly stood up, his anger already gathering in his eyes, ready to explode. Damn it, what did he do to deserve this? He finally managed to have a meal with his old classmates who had returned from abroad, and then this bastard caused trouble. He lost face and dignity, and who knows what they'll think of him later.

It's all that damn bastard's fault!

Thinking about it this way, Wang Chuanke couldn't contain his anger any longer, and he even wanted to kill Kong Hua.

"Shut up!" These words were spoken to Kong Hua, who was about to retort. Kong Hua sat back with his arms crossed, his face sullen, and turned his head, displaying a demeanor of suppressed rage.

“You two grew up in the same courtyard, so you should be closer to each other than to me. The conflicts between your ancestors were all trivial matters. Is it necessary for them to continue to this day? Why are you fighting like this? Is it necessary for a woman to hold a grudge for five or six years?” After understanding the cause of the fight, Cao Ming laughed in anger.

"Kong Hua, do you remember what that woman looked like?"

Kong Hua didn't speak, but his weakened aura revealed that the kid was feeling guilty.

“I didn’t bother with it before, wanting to see how long you two could fight, but it seems that if I don’t intervene, you two will fight to the bitter end!” Cao Ming told the truth, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said, “I’m busy right now and don’t have time to deal with your affairs. Kong Hua, you’re always the one who starts trouble, so this warning is for you! To prevent you two from actually killing someone in the future, today is my last warning. This is the last time I’ll lay a hand on you. If you lay a hand on me again, Kong Hua, don’t say that your brother is biased. I’ll have your grandfather send you aid to Africa.”

Upon hearing this, Kong Hua panicked. He knew Cao Ming's personality very well. Although he had been involved with the same group as them before, he was a man of his word in the industry. If he really made the same mistake again, he was capable of doing it. Moreover, his grandfather really believed in him. His own grandson was even willing to step down.

“Brother Ming, you can’t just criticize me. Wang Chuanke’s words are also very harsh. I…” Before he could finish speaking, Cao Ming’s mobile phone rang.

Cao Ming raised his hand to shut Kong Hua up, then answered the call, "Brother Cao, we caught two people who were scouting the place. They said they were Mad Dog's men."

“Okay, I’ll be right there.” Cao Ming stood up and turned to look at the two of them. “Chuanzi, watch your mouth. Don’t provoke him anymore. He’s a neurotic, easily triggered person. We all know that. Next time he causes trouble, don’t argue with him. Just call me and I’ll go to his grandfather and settle things once and for all.”

"Brother Ming!" Kong Hua said with a sullen face, clearly unconvinced.

"Now, come with me. Chuanzi, you settle the bill."

Not daring to disobey, Kong Hua glared at Wang Chuanke, got up, and followed him out.

"good."