Chapter 32: Forced into a dead end

Feng Shaowen fell on the sofa and in a weak and trilling voice asked his men to take Ma Liyuan to the bedroom to rest, and told Ma Liyuan that he could not be allowed to go home for the time being. As a result, Ma Liyuan's tense nerves were strained. He was frightened and anxious and begged again and again, hoping that Feng Shaowen would let him go.

"I understand the rules and I will never tell anyone about it. Just let me go home. I don't feel at ease staying here!"

However, no matter how much Doctor Ma begged, Feng Shaowen ignored him and was eventually pushed into a bedroom and locked up. Calls to heaven and earth were unresponsive, and he suddenly changed from a single man drinking wine leisurely at home to a prisoner bird locked in a birdcage by a hunter. The contrast between before and after was so great that he suddenly felt dizzy. , sitting down by the door, feeling chest tight and short of breath, unable to breathe.

When he calmed down, he noticed the window in the house. He was so happy that he quickly got up and ran to the window, planning to jump out of the window and escape. He opened a window and was about to climb up the window sill when he tilted his head and looked out the window, and his body instantly became stiff. It turned out that he was placed in a room on the second floor. He was afraid of heights and was old. He might be injured if he jumped down. After struggling for a long time, he gave up his escape plan. At this moment, he saw two cars coming around the corner, driving towards this direction in the rain, and stopped in front of the gate. He stretched out his neck to look, and saw a group of people getting out of the car. They were far away and it was dark, so he couldn't see their faces clearly. He saw them entering the yard calmly.

The visitor was wearing a coat, a top hat, and a pair of glasses. He looked very knowledgeable. His men were guarding the door, and he was accompanied only by a young man. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. So he took out a card from his pocket, took out the pen from his vest pocket, wrote a line of words carefully, and then stuffed the card along the crack of the door.

Feng Shaowen's men were tiptoeing close to the door, listening to the noise outside. Suddenly they saw a piece of paper falling from the crack of the door, and they hurriedly picked it up and checked it. He took it in his hand, read it once, and then ran to show it to Feng Shaowen.

"You don't know each other without fighting, and a friend in need is a friend indeed. Mao Ying."

When Feng Shaowen saw the words on the card, he was confused for a moment. Cat shadow? How did they know he would be hiding at Liu Jingyun's house? What a wisdom. Feng Shaowen thought to himself, they have brought me to such a low state, and they still come to find me? Will they bring the police here to arrest me? For a time, many big question marks flashed through his mind. But curiosity drove Feng Shaowen to make a decision. He wanted to see what Mao Ying was up to.

As a result, the door was opened, and Fan Li, the president of the Cat Shadow Club, and his assistant Dafeng were brought into the living room and met Feng Shaowen.

Seeing the strong wind, Feng Shaowen was furious and looked at him angrily, as if a wild wolf was about to eat the lamb. When Dafeng saw Feng Shaowen, he didn't like it either. After all, he still had the whip wounds given by Feng Shaowen. How could he forgive just by saying "forgiveness"? What's more, there was no need to forgive at all.

Feng Shaowen saw Fan Li for the first time. He looked him up and down and said with a smile , " You are much smarter than those policemen. You know that I am hiding here. Tell me, how is it 'a friend in need is a friend indeed'?"

Fan Li smiled slightly, took off his hat and fanned himself in his hand. He did not answer in a hurry, but looked around leisurely and walked around the living room. Finally, his eyes fell on a picture hanging on the wall. Paint on. He was concentrating on admiring the flowers and plants in the painting, with an expression as if he wanted to trace the lines and colors on the paper into his mind, and with a sense of fascination, as if he wanted to suck every stroke of the painter into his nose, for fear that the painting would The things on the bed were blown away by a gust of wind. Interestingly, he did put his face close to the drawing paper and smelled it with his nose, as if he was exploring some unknown smell.

Feng Shaowen was dumbfounded and leaned forward, frowning, staring at Fan Li's back with his big eyes, a ball of fire gathering in his body. He didn't know Fan Li's hobbies yet, and he couldn't move when he saw things like antique calligraphy and paintings.

"Brother, if you are okay, please come back. I am injured and the doctor said I need to rest more." Feng Shaowen said.

Fan Li suddenly pulled away from the sea of calligraphy and painting, turned around and said , " I'm sorry, this painting fascinated me. Of course I have important things to talk about. Let me introduce myself. My name is Fan Li, Dafeng. You are my assistant. Let’s not mention the grievances between you for now. I hope you and I can communicate happily and smoothly tonight. As for what you just asked me about, ‘a friend in need is a friend indeed’, this ‘true friend’. Whether it can be achieved ultimately depends on your attitude.”

Before Feng Shaowen could answer, Fan Li explained his intention of coming in the rain. He walked slowly, raised his head slightly, and spoke as if he was giving a class to a group of students. He was unhurried, his tone was soft, and his tone was gentle. During the pauses in his words, he would send a gentle smile to Feng Shaowen, his eyes moving. , affectionate and affectionate, it is simply like a poet reciting poetry, rather than narrating annoying dry sentences. Feng Shaowen listened to Fan Li's speech. For a moment, he was almost deceived by Fan Li's soothing gesture. But the content of Fan Li's words had to bring him back to reality, and he gritted his teeth again, indignantly.

The purpose of Fan Li's visit this time was to allow Feng Shaowen to completely disband the Jianglong Gang and lead his men away from Jiangcheng. Over the past few years, the remnants of the Jianglong Gang are still making waves in Jiangcheng, and the small waves they cause sometimes affect Maoying's actions and development in Jiangcheng. Maoying has gradually emerged in recent years, gradually formed its own style and scale, and has become a new force that cannot be underestimated in Jiangcheng.

"However, the remnants of the Jianglong Gang, under the banner of the late Mr. Feng, disrupted social order and seriously interfered with Maoying's activities in Jiangcheng. Not long ago, Maoying was attacked by several of your younger brothers during an operation. The obstruction and failure of the mission have had a very negative impact on Maoying. If things go on like this, Maoying's reputation for eliminating harm to the people will be discredited and questioned. Therefore, on the way forward, Maoying and your Jianglong will be in trouble. It became an eyesore and I had to find ways to remove it.”

As he said that, Fan Li suddenly stopped and turned to look at the few Feng Shaowen's men in front of him. His expressions were filled with the regret and pity of the elders for the younger ones, as well as the helplessness that the situation had progressed to this point.

His style is rational and direct, without being secretive. His remarks were like a pair of strong hands, forcing Feng Shaowen into a dead end. In this blocked alley, Feng Shaowen received the message sent to him by Fan Li.

"Disband the remnants of the Jianglong Gang on the spot, and you need to leave Jiangcheng as soon as possible." Fan Li said to Feng Shaowen in a commanding tone.

Feng Shaowen had been holding his breath. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile and said , " You let me go? I'm afraid it's just a dream! I just kidnapped two people and fired a few shots at the police. Okay, I want to leave too." , I will surrender to the police station tomorrow, and I will be a free man again soon."

"Since you are unwilling to accept my 'true feelings', then I can only send you on the road of trouble. Tomorrow, the police station will receive reports from good citizens. The little Paris ballroom has been secretly engaged in indiscriminate relations between men and women for many years. There are countless women who have been victims of this illicit trade. Your handicraft processing factory is just a cover, actually covering up the reselling of cultural relics and the production of fake antiques.”

Feng Shaowen's mind is more flexible than his father's, and his ability to make money is greater. It's a pity that they all do some unfair business and benefit themselves at the expense of the interests of others. The scenery on the surface is infinite, and the bright and gorgeous robes on his body are covered with stains and moldy cotton. There are gold and jade outside, but inside there is decay. The gold and silver he locked in the safe came from the stinky mud ditch. The stench accumulated day after day, and sooner or later it would overflow. Under Fan Li's secret investigation, his wishful thinking was revealed in all its true colors, making Feng Shaowen, who was sitting on the sofa, tremble again and again.

Fan Li's investigation of Feng Shaowen has been meticulous down to the bone. Now that all the witnesses and physical evidence are controlled by Fan Li, it is just a good opportunity to drive Feng Shaowen, the vampire, out of Jiangcheng.

"What I mean by 'true feelings' is the pity I have for you. If you are willing to cooperate, you can continue to wear the fine clothes you are wearing, and your family can continue to live a decent life with plenty of food and clothing in Jiangcheng. Of course, your dirty business can no longer continue. After you leave, I will slowly end the underground transactions hidden in the factory and the Little Paris Ballroom will regain its due form. Brilliance. The premise is that you must leave quietly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room became quiet again. The sound of rain outside the window gradually weakened, and it pattered on the eaves, as if a puppy was making a lazy call somewhere.

Feng Shaowen, whose destiny was about to change, never expected that Fan Li's attack would be so powerful that he could not hesitate at all. If the incident comes to light, his business, his family's reputation, and everything he values will be wiped out in the denunciation of public opinion. The business empire he carefully built was destroyed by heavy rain overnight.

"Choose, young man." Fan Li slowly walked to the painting and said , " I leave you the best way out, which can end all these disputes quietly. The truth will be buried, You will be reborn."

Feng Shaowen lost his confidence and stared at the ground blankly. He was threatened, and an iron cage entirely of his own design enveloped him at this moment.

No one spoke, but there seemed to be thousands of voices arguing fiercely in his head, and the chaos pushed him to the brink of collapse. His seemingly smart brain could no longer come up with a wise idea to open a way for him.