151: Chapter 151 The Hongmen Banquet?

151: Chapter 151 The Hongmen Banquet?

The phone erupted with a burst of angry cursing and bickering.

“Get lost, who’s messing with you, Young Master, please don’t misunderstand.” That muffled-thunder voice came across the phone again.

“Alright, Lei Bao, Kuang Shi, stop making a fuss, I have something important to tell you,” Xiao Yifeng said sternly.

Immediately, silence fell on the other end of the line, and a voice came through, “Young Master, just tell us what you need.”

“I want you to send people to Japan to take out ten mid-level managers of the Ishii Group, and warn them to stop their oppression of the Ishii Group and to make a public apology.”

Xiao Yifeng’s eyes narrowed, a sharp glint passing through them.

“Young Master, this Ishii Group has offended you; why not just blow them up with explosives?” Kuang Shi said with a domineering tone.

“Your guts are getting bigger, aren’t they?

Do you want the entire power of Japan after you?” Xiao Yifeng said expressionlessly.

“Young Master, rest assured, I will personally lead a team to Japan right away.

Ever since you left, Young Master, I have not had a chance to act, and this time I’m going to have a good time,” Lei Bao said excitedly.

“Be careful, the power structure in Japan is not as simple as you think, there are many masters there as well, so don’t confront them head-on.”

Having advised them, Xiao Yifeng hung up the phone.

Clearly, Xiao Yifeng intended to force the Ishii Group to abandon their revenge through such bloody means, and he had great confidence in his few subordinates.

They were all carefully selected by his old master, each with exceptionally strong martial arts strength.

In the West, within a secret, immense base, a burly man clothed in camouflage gear and another man with a full head of blonde hair and a fierce look arrived in the center of the base.

The latter shouted, “No more sleeping, get up and get ready for work.”

His voice, like a piercing sound wave, spread and in an instant, lights shot out across the entire base.

Crowds of people in camouflage military uniforms, weapons in hand, poured out quickly.

They moved with speed and agility, obviously well-trained.

“What are you two yelling about in the middle of the night, disturbing people’s sleep?” A man in white clothes, with a refined and handsome face, stepped out and spoke to them.

“The Young Master has called with a task for us to do,” the tall, burly man replied directly.

“What task has the Young Master commissioned?” asked the handsome man in white, with a gleam suddenly shooting from his eyes.

“Jian Yun, this task is pretty simple, it doesn’t require your involvement,” the two men hastily said.

The man in white grinned at them and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t compete with you guys.

I’ve had some insights lately and need to seclude myself to break through.

Don’t disturb me.”

“Damn, you’re breaking through again?

How do you cultivate so fast?” the burly man cursed outright.

“He and Tian Tu, those two are just freaks,” the blonde-haired man said bluntly.

“You two should put in some effort as well, otherwise when we return to see the master and he learns you have not made progress, be careful or he might get angry.

Then you’ll really have it coming,” the man in white chuckled, then turned and left.

The two men exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of fear in the other’s eyes.

Tianhai, Ye Corporation.

Xiao Yifeng had just received a call from the front desk saying someone was looking for him when he immediately left the sales department and went down to the first floor.

There stood two men in black shirts, with solemn expressions, bulging temples, and fierce auras—clearly both skilled practitioners.

“Are you the ones looking for me?

Is there an issue?” Xiao Yifeng asked them indifferently.

“Our master wishes to see you,” said the two men, their expressions cold.

Xiao Yifeng replied indifferently, “Sorry, I have to go to work.

If your master wants to see me, have him come over.”

The brows of the two men furrowed slightly, and a flash of annoyance passed through their eyes, but they didn’t make a move.

“Please wait a moment, sir,” one of the men spoke, while the other took out a mobile phone and made a call.

After a short time, the man looked at Xiao Yifeng and said, “Sir, our master has said, he has set up a banquet at Tianxiang Restaurant at eight o’clock this evening in your honor, and kindly requests your presence then.”

Xiao Yifeng’s gaze flickered, and he said, “Okay, I’ll be there.”

The two men nodded and turned to leave the Ye Corporation, with Xiao Yifeng wondering about the identity of the master they referred to.

To have such Dark Energy experts as messengers, his identity must be extraordinary, but he had no idea why they would seek him out.

Could it be a setup?

Xiao Yifeng chuckled.

Even if it was a trap, he, Xiao Yifeng, had never been afraid!

In that mysterious manor, a man in a white robe sat in a chair, his eyes sparkling as he was flanked by a middle-aged man.

“Master, this young man’s lack of deference seems rather arrogant,” the middle-aged man said with a frown.

“Heroes have always been young, and those with strength naturally bear arrogance.

Yet, having investigated for so long without discerning the young man’s identity, it’s clear that he didn’t just pop out of the stones.

There’s only one explanation left: his background and the forces behind him are powerful.

We cannot afford to offend him lightly; retrieving the Asura Order peacefully would be best,” said the man in the white robe calmly.

“But what if this young man is also aware of the Asura Order and has designs on it?” the middle-aged man asked with some concern.

“Kill!

The existence of the Asura Order absolutely cannot be revealed,” the man in the white robe declared, his eyes emitting a tangible killing intent, his whole body exuding a fierce murderous aura.

That afternoon, after work, Xiao Yifeng was driving on the street when he suddenly received a call from Hong Mei.

“Hello, Sister Hong.

Miss me?” Xiao Yifeng teased.

“Quite affectionate, aren’t we?

A pair of dogs,” came a reply.

The voice on the other end of the phone wasn’t Hong Mei’s, but a chilling male voice.

“You’re Wu Liang!” Xiao Yifeng said, his eyes narrowing, his voice cold.

“You do have a good memory, recognizing my voice so quickly.”

“What have you done with Hong Mei?

You’d better not have touched a hair on her head, or I’ll never let you off,” Xiao Yifeng said icily.

“Kid, don’t you act tough with me.

Get over to Jiefang West Road No.

303 Auto Repair Shop immediately.

If you’re even a few minutes late, you might as well prepare yourself to see Hong Mei being *****,” Wu Liang said after a pause and then hung up.

Xiao Yifeng’s eyes hardened, he slammed on the accelerator, twisted the steering wheel, and the Aston Martin whirled around, shooting off like a cheetah.