Nightclub

During this period, Song Ren had achieved an eight-fight winning streak in the top-tier arena at Fook Shing Building.

Combined with the five wins from the first round of Zhulu Dou, Song Ren had now secured a total of thirteen victory slots.

He was now only three wins away from claiming the top spot and becoming the second champion of the top-tier arena since Fook Shing Building's establishment.

However, the number of boxers challenging him had significantly decreased by this point.

Even with Zhu Bao'er cheering him on, it was difficult to find challengers willing to step onto the stage.

Song Ren wasn't in a hurry, instead methodically handling the business arrangements for Golden Shield Security Company.

It's worth mentioning that Zhang Shicheng, who had previously tried to provoke Song Ren during Zhulu Dou, had also joined Golden Shield Security.

Although his combat skills were considered rather average in the top-tier arena, he was more than capable of training the security personnel.

Moreover, he had prior experience working in security for a period, understanding some of the intricacies involved.

Song Ren personally hosted a grand welcome banquet for the five Ngau brothers.

As for the subsequent one-stop services like the bathhouse and massage, he didn't participate further; Siu Jai Ming was responsible for entertaining them.

It wasn't until the evening.

Song Ren finished his daily training, having worked out his muscles and bones.

He met up with A Lok, who had also finished dealing with company-related matters, and they headed to join the others.

The Ngau brothers' legs were somewhat unsteady, but they had already hit it off with Siu Jai Ming.

Upon seeing them, A Lok exclaimed dramatically, "Wow, no way, Brother Ngau, what's with your condition? You won't be able to walk if we go to the nightclub later."

Song Ren also chimed in with a smile, "Do you need me to give you a hand?"

Qiu Gang Ngau seemed to be in better shape than the others and walked over with a smile, "Brother Ren."

Once they reached a quieter spot nearby, Qiu Gang Ngau continued, "Brother Ren, I won't beat around the bush. Thanks."

Song Ren leaned against a nearby railing and handed him a can of beer.

Then, facing the evening breeze, he said calmly, "A Ngau, you brothers haven't forgotten what happened a few years ago, have you?"

Qiu Gang Ngau fell silent, a shadow gradually clouding his eyes.

How could they simply forget something like that?

Those scumbags who had betrayed them, backstabbed them, and kicked them while they were down – not a single one of them would be spared!

Song Ren patted his shoulder, "Listen to me, settle down at Golden Shield first."

Qiu Gang Ngau hesitated, "Brother Ren, I won't be polite with you."

"To be honest, the few of us don't want to drag you down. What happened to us over these years is something we can never let go of.

"One of our brothers even died because of it.

"If we don't do something, I'm worried he won't rest in peace."

Song Ren was silent for a moment, then said, "Stay at Golden Shield for now. I'll handle the rest for you."

Qiu Gang Ngau: "Brother Ren..."

Song Ren: "Don't overthink it. I was already planning to take action against some triad societies, and in doing so, I'll have to get involved in certain matters.

"Helping you is just a side benefit."

Finally, he patted Qiu Gang Ngau's shoulder and stated directly, "A Ngau, it's settled then."

Qiu Gang Ngau took a deep breath and finally nodded.

The brothers had only recently been released from prison, and even if they wanted revenge, they had no means to pursue it.

Song Ren taking them in allowed the hatred that had been building up inside Qiu Gang Ngau to slightly subside.

In the evening, the group arrived at a high-end nightclub and found a large booth to sit together.

The environment inside was quite good, with a lively atmosphere.

The indoor lights were colorful, and the rhythmic music played very loudly.

Many men and women of various appearances were on the dance floor, swaying wildly to the beat.

The atmosphere in the hall was quite relaxed, and it was common to see eye-catching young women weaving through the crowd.

The pulsating rhythm, the heavy beats of the music, the colorful, dim lighting, and the people dancing freely.

The nightclub was filled with an aura of hormones.

Siu Jai Ming, very familiar with the nightclub scene, waved and called over a hostess.

"Get some hostesses over here, the pretty and smart ones."

"My boss rarely comes here. Keep your eyes peeled and treat my boss well."

A moment later, five or six made-up hostesses approached the booth.

Most of them wore heavy makeup, making it almost impossible to recognize their original faces.

However, judging by their figures, they were indeed quite good.

With the addition of women to liven up the atmosphere, most of the people present, except for a very few individuals, were seasoned veterans.

They were in their element, all having a fantastic time.

Even Yau Kong Ngau joined in a few rounds from time to time.

Song Ren also had someone sit beside him at first, but he sent her over to the others.

He wasn't a monk, but he had no interest in this kind of outing. Moreover, his standards were always very high.

Song Ren truly couldn't be bothered with this caliber of woman.

Especially after practicing martial arts, his self-control had only grown stronger.

Compared to the gentle embrace of women, he favored violent places where conflict was resolved through force.

He was only here to indulge with his brothers, including Yau Kong Ngau, who had just been released from prison.

Soon, some people in the booth couldn't hold back any longer and squeezed into the dance floor, looking for girls to have fun with.

Song Ren signaled for them to enjoy themselves and then went to the bar alone to order himself a drink.

Before he could take two sips, two elegant figures walked over from the next booth.

Song Ren turned his head to look and was slightly taken aback.

The two women who sat down next to him.

One was charming and alluring, wearing a women's OL professional suit. Beneath her short skirt were a pair of straight, slender legs clad in black stockings.

The other woman seemed to have rushed over from work.

As she held her friend's shoulder, she hooked her high heel with her finger and complained, "Ugh, I wish I could just be a lazy fish at home without any ambitions."

Her friend, whose shoulder she was holding, was equally outstanding.

She wore women's suit trousers, had a killer figure, high heels, and light makeup.

What was most astonishing was her cold and aloof aura that kept people at a distance. This, combined with her raven-black, shiny braided hair that cascaded down to her waist, was striking.

Even without seeing her face, her regal aura alone drew considerable attention.

Song Ren wasn't swayed by their looks, but by their unique auras.

One was like a fox, exuding a fatal charm with every move.

The other was as cold as a queen, as if taking a step closer would be an offense.

It was truly rare to encounter women of this caliber in a nightclub.

The bartender inside showed ninety-nine points of respect to the queen-like woman: "Sister Cai."

Cai Shuangyu told him "the usual" and then turned to her best friend.

Her tone carried a hint of doting affection, like an elder to a junior:

"You, can't you be a little more sensible?"

"If your family's Mr. knows you came to a place like this with me."

"He'd probably tear this place apart."

Li Yuyao: "Hmph, don't mention him to me. I can't stand his hypocritical face."

"If it weren't for the family alliance, I would never marry someone like him."

As she spoke, Li Yuyao seemed to notice Song Ren's gaze.

She immediately gave him a seductive wink. Seeing him pretend to be serious, she covered her mouth and giggled.