Following Liu Yutong's instructions, Er Kun set a trap for Scarface—otherwise, with his limited brains, he would never have come up with such a scheme. Everything had been prearranged by Liu Yutong.
Otherwise, what kind of thug, locked up in a police station, would have the leisure to flip through a criminal law book?
Zhou Feng and Wu Jie, Pan Xing's two most capable enforcers, had been detained for over a month after their last brawl and were set to be released the next day.
They could have applied for bail to get out earlier, but the police station had found an excuse to deny their release, dragging things out until now.
Though Zhou Feng and Wu Jie were no match for Yun Cheng or Ji Yu, they were still formidable fighters among the underworld ranks—and their unwavering loyalty to Pan Xing made them even more dangerous to let loose.
Rather than releasing tigers back to the mountains to cause trouble, it was better to let the position of Xuanwu Hall’s leader fall into the hands of a controllable fool.
Liu Yutong’s plan was simple: have Gao Min pull Scarface out of custody. She was confident that without even needing to notify Qi Wei, Gao Min would be dismissed from her public position.
Then, Er Kun would approach Scarface to explain the situation, smoothly bringing Gao Min under Scarface’s wing.
After that, she would send Chu Yang over as well.
Whether to protect Gao Min or help Scarface fight for the hall leader position, with these two enforcers by his side—plus Er Kun’s silver-tongued scheming—Scarface stood a good chance of impressing Pan Xing and securing the new leadership role.
Gao Min wasn’t weak either—it just depended on who she was compared to. Against ordinary street thugs, she was more than capable.
Once Scarface became the new hall leader, the Wanlong Society could start planting their own people in his territory.
With Scarface’s so-called strategist and strongest enforcer both being undercover agents, stuffing his ranks with their own men would be child’s play.
By the time Pan Xing realized something was wrong, it would likely be too late to suppress them.
Of course, there was one glaring vulnerability: Zhou Feng and Wu Jie. They might recognize Chu Yang. Though Yun Cheng and Ji Yu had been the ones to fight them last time, Chu Yang’s performance had also been eye-catching.
So, the best solution was to make sure they never got out.
As for the dozen or so members of the Righteous Union who had been involved earlier, dealing with them would be much easier.
"Er Kun, do you know why 'Righteous' comes first in the name 'Righteous Union'? In our world, loyalty is everything! I, Scarface, would never betray my brothers—so save your breath. I won’t say a damn thing!" Scarface declared sternly.
Er Kun was taken aback. He hadn’t expected Scarface to be so stubborn at a critical moment. It seemed Liu Yutong’s plan might fall through.
But before he could press further, Scarface flopped onto the bed, closed his eyes, and muttered, "I talk in my sleep. Whatever I say in my dreams doesn’t count as betraying my brothers!"
Er Kun: "..."
......
An hour later.
Zhou Feng and Wu Jie, still half-asleep, were abruptly woken by an officer who informed them their detention period was over—they were free to go.
The officer also handed them a document to sign.
Having been in and out of jail before, the two weren’t particularly fazed by the failed bail attempt. The longer they were locked up, the more brutal their revenge would be. If they couldn’t take on the young miss head-on, they’d find another way.
Yawning, they signed the papers and stood up.
"Officer, we’re outta here. Later."
"Who the hell releases people in the middle of the night? Ridiculous."
"..."
But just as they reached the detention center’s exit, two officers outside stopped them.
"Zhou Feng, Wu Jie—you’re under arrest for multiple criminal offenses."
Zhou Feng and Wu Jie: "???"
What the hell?
They’d just served their time and hadn’t even stepped out the door—now there was a new case? Were they stuck in some kind of loop?
Realizing they’d been set up, they immediately grew agitated.
"We want a lawyer! Get us a lawyer!"
"Yeah, we demand to see a lawyer!"
At that moment, a sharply dressed young man in a suit, carrying a briefcase, happened to walk by. Noticing the commotion, he stopped and approached Zhou Feng and Wu Jie.
"Gentlemen, are you looking for legal representation? I’m Lawyer Zhang from Tianyi Law Firm. If you need help, I’m your man." He handed them a business card.
Zhou Feng and Wu Jie latched onto him like a lifeline. "Lawyer Zhang, listen—we were supposed to be released today, but these cops won’t let us go—"
Before they could finish, one of the officers cut in, "They’re being lawfully detained in connection with a new case. Any legal defense will have to wait until due process is followed."
Lawyer Zhang turned to Zhou Feng and Wu Jie. "So? Want me to take your case? I specialize in this kind of thing."
At this point, desperate and anxious, they had no choice but to agree—even if the lawyer seemed green.
"Fine, fine—you’ll do."
As if prepared in advance, Lawyer Zhang pulled a retainer agreement from his briefcase and had them sign it.
Once they did, Zhou Feng and Wu Jie couldn’t resist asking, "Lawyer Zhang… how long have you been practicing?"
With a slightly embarrassed smile, he replied, "To be honest, just a year. I’m still in my probationary period."
"But don’t worry—I’m not completely inexperienced. I’ve handled a few cases already."
Their hearts sank at the "one year" part. Damn, this guy really was a rookie.
Still, his claim of experience gave them some relief—but just to be safe, they pressed further.
"Uh… mind telling us what cases you’ve handled? Any wins?"
Lawyer Zhang straightened up solemnly. "In my first year, I defended three cases. The first was a convenience store robbery—I argued my client stole the money to donate it. The judge was moved to tears..."
"Damn, that’s creative. You’re good."
"Sadly, it failed. The judge thought my client was a terrible actor. Got five years."
"The second case was a fraud charge—only five bucks involved. I pushed for acquittal, given the tiny amount."
"Did you win?"
"Nope. One year sentence."
"..."
"The third was a simple assault case. My client hit the plaintiff with a slipper. The plaintiff demanded 200 yuan in medical compensation."
"Please tell me you didn’t lose this one too?"
"Actually, no. We didn’t pay a cent."
Zhou Feng and Wu Jie, who had been growing increasingly uneasy, finally perked up at this. Maybe the kid had learned something after all.
But before they could celebrate, Lawyer Zhang continued, "This is just a simple violation of public security management. Both parties were engaged in mutual assault, and a reprimand would suffice. Why should my client compensate? Just because they used a slipper? So, after my reasoned argument, I insisted that a slipper at most counts as a soft weapon with minimal harm..."
"And then?"
"And then the court agreed—and upgraded the charge to assault with a weapon, adding three years to the sentence!"
Zhou Feng and Wu Jie: "..."
Dude, are you serious?
After a long silence.
The two suddenly wailed, "We want a new lawyer! Change lawyers now!"
Lawyer Zhang promptly pulled out the contract and said, "Sorry, but according to the retainer agreement you signed, given the complexity of your case, the breach penalty is 500,000. It’s clearly stated here, and you both signed and fingerprinted it."
Five hundred thousand?
Where were they supposed to rob that kind of money?
Zhou Feng and Wu Jie simultaneously lost it: "Screw you! You dare scam us? Got the guts to give us your name? Just wait till we get out—we’ll end you!"
"Now, now, gentlemen, no need for such excitement," Lawyer Zhang reassured them. "With my professional expertise, I’ll find a brand-new defense strategy—guaranteed to keep things... interesting for you."
"As for my name? A true man never changes his name—Zhang Dawei."
