There wasn't a single gambling table in the inner half of the hall, but there were more people gathered there than at the gambling tables outside, because … it was a dogfighting ring.
The huge iron cage was surrounded by a ring of separation tape. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood. There were layers of people outside the separation tape. Some were cursing loudly, some were screaming, and some had even taken off their shirts, roaring with their arms bare. Almost everyone's face was filled with madness and wantonly.
Pei Feng wasn't in a hurry to squeeze in. Instead, he found a place with a wide view, leaned against a pillar, and coldly observed.
Du Jiuye hadn't found Wu Fangyuan's information at first, but he had later asked someone to find it.
Although the information was a little late, it was very detailed.
This Wu Fangyuan had a powerful background.
He was the eldest son of the second generation of the Wu family, the vice president of the Wu Tian Group, and the future leader of the Wu family.
The Wu family originated in Gan Province. Their ancestors were a big salt merchant there, and they later moved to the Imperial Capital. They were a super family with deep connections and strong financial resources.
The Wu family was different from the other top families in Huaxia. It was very special.
Although it wasn't an ancient martial arts family, the Wu family had two servant families that had been loyal to it since the end of the Ming Dynasty — the Wei family of Gan Province and the Han family of Jinmen.
To this day, the relationship between these three families was inseparable. The Wu family was the leader, and the Wei and Han families were the assistants. If something happened to the Wu family, the Wei and Han families would definitely not stand by and do their best to help.
The Wei family of Gan Province and the Han family of Jinmen … they were both famous ancient martial arts families in Huaxia. This showed the strength and depth of the Wu family's foundation.
There was one point in Wu Fangyuan's information that interested Pei Feng the most. The Imperial Capital's Wu Clan and the Imperial Capital's Pei Clan had always been at odds with each other.
This Wu Fangyuan, in particular, was the most hostile to the Pei family, and would not give in at all.
The reason was funny. It was because Wu Fangyuan's first love had fallen in love with someone else and married Pei Shangyun of the Pei family, and this Pei Shangyun … Pei Feng was all too familiar with him.
This Pei Shangyun was Pei Xingtian's father, his second uncle! Wu Fangyuan's first love … was naturally his second aunt, Fang Luo.
This information was too interesting, and it directly changed Pei Feng's original plan.
His original plan was to find Kun Du and kill him, but now that he knew the relationship between Wu Fangyuan and Pei Shangyun, he changed his mind — — find Kun Du, follow him, and save Wu Fangyuan's life at the crucial moment.
The Wu Clan of the Imperial Capital … Another blade that could be used to kill!
Shrill and fierce barks came from the iron cage. Another dogfighting bet had begun, and the atmosphere around the iron cage was getting more and more enthusiastic.
Wu Fangyuan was nowhere to be found in the crowd. Pei Feng turned his gaze to the second floor.
Groups of three to five people stood in the corridor on the second floor above the iron cage.
Pei Feng slowly looked around. Suddenly, his expression changed, and a wisp of an imperceptible smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
Wu Fangyuan … Found him!
In the northwest corner of the corridor on the second floor, a middle-aged man in a black Chinese tunic suit with a cold expression was staring intently at the two fighting dogs in the iron cage below. Behind him stood a young man and a young woman. The man was wearing a yellow traditional Chinese costume, and his temples were bulging. His eyes were very sharp, like the edge of a knife. The woman was wearing a Chinese red cheongsam with a silver hairpin in her hair. She was graceful, quiet, and full of antique style.
Pei Feng quietly observed for a moment, and finally took a deep look at Wu Fangyuan. Only then did he leisurely walk over to the iron cage with a glass of wine in his hand.
Wu Fangyuan had two hobbies, one was gambling, and the other was raising fighting dogs. In addition to official business and family affairs, his greatest interest in his free time was to participate in all kinds of dogfighting bets. This time, he specially came to Shanghai from the Imperial Capital for the dogfighting bet in Jinrui Garden.
The main character was found. The next step … was to wait for Kun Du to appear.
The event had just begun, and now the atmosphere in the main hall was in full swing. There were people everywhere. Even if Kun Du came, it was impossible for him to make a move in this situation, so Pei Feng was not in a hurry. He locked onto Wu Fangyuan and calmly watched the dogfighting bet for a while.
In the iron cage, there was a Tosa and a Spanish bulldog. They were fighting very fiercely, and blood was everywhere in the iron cage.
It had to be said that this kind of iron cage dogfighting bet was quite cruel. Every bet must have one party die before it was announced to be over. This was the life and death arena of dogfighting.
After standing in the crowd and watching for about an hour, Pei Feng gradually lost interest. He squeezed out of the crowd and found a remote corner where he could see Wu Fangyuan. He sat down and quietly drank and watched.
For him, this kind of dogfighting bet was a novelty for a while. After the novelty wore off, he lost interest.
In his previous life, he had roamed the Immortal, Devil, and Demon Realms for more than 2,000 years. He had seen dragons and phoenixes fighting each other, qilins fighting heavenly dragons, and ancient beasts fighting to the death. In comparison, this kind of dogfighting bet … was simply like a child's game. It was too inferior.
He was leisurely sipping champagne when suddenly, the cell phone in his pocket rang. It was a call from Yun Moshan.
"Mr Pei, that Indian guy has appeared!"
Pei Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. "Where?"
"50 meters in front of you on the left, standing against the wall. There are two Indian guys. The tall one is him!"
Pei Feng turned his head and looked. Sure enough, there were two Indian faces in the crowded crowd.
The tall one was handsome, with deep and cold eyes. He was undoubtedly that Kun Du. The short one had a full beard and an ugly face. His body was extremely strong, like a refrigerator. He should be the Second Senior Brother Ayesha mentioned, Singh.
Both of them had a crescent-shaped mark on their foreheads. Moreover, they were carrying a strange black box on their backs.
Kundu was carrying a long black box on his back, while Singh was carrying a huge black box that was almost as big as him.
The corner of Pei Feng's mouth curved into a cold smile. He said in a low voice. "When will this gambling fight end?"
"Two in the morning at the latest, Mr Pei."
"Good." Pei Feng said indifferently. "Your task is complete, President Yun. In a while, you and Du Jiuye will have fun and leave early. Don't drag it out until the end. "
On the other end of the phone, Yun Moshan was stunned for a moment. Then, he said respectfully, "Understood, Mr Pei. Don't worry."
Actually, his gambling addiction was not as strong as Du Jiuye's. Moreover, he knew that tonight … Pei Feng would definitely deal with that Kun Du.
For people like them, a battle between Grandmasters was definitely a supreme enjoyment. That kind of intense visual impact and sensual enjoyment was extremely stimulating. In fact, this time, he and Du Jiuye's biggest hope was to see Pei Feng fight again with their own eyes.
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