The Dragon City Rises
　　Old Fei’s dorm wasn’t very big, but it was clean and fully furnished.

　　The two sat on the sofa, Su Tianyu sipping tea while looking at a document in his hand about the recent intelligence of several warlords.

　　After reading for a long time, the relationships between these warlords were so intricate and complicated that Su Tianyu was completely confused. He couldn't help but turn his head and ask, "Old Fei, I'm a little confused. What is the relationship between the Slim family and the Elu family?"

　　"Oh, you're talking about those two families." Fei Pingsheng put down his teacup, thought for a moment, and said, "The son of the Slim family's patriarch married the Elu family patriarch's aunt. And the Elu family's patriarch married the Slim family patriarch's own mother. That is to say, the Slim family's patriarch is the Elu family patriarch's grandfather. And the Elu family patriarch is like the Slim family patriarch's stepfather. These warlord families have many children, and the age gaps are very large, so it's... quite difficult to sort out!"

　　"What the hell is this? So they're all relatives?" Su Tianyu's head was about to explode. "Then why do they seem to be at odds, creating so much friction in just one month?"

　　"This, this is hard to explain." Fei Pingsheng waved his hand. "The second uncle of the Slim family's patriarch married the sister of the Alvarez family's patriarch. But the Alvarez family and the Elu family had conflicts over a gold mine, and many people died on both sides. And the Elu family married two daughters to the cousin's cousin of the Barerra family, and the Barerra family has a long-standing feud with the Slim family..."

　　"What the fuck...!" Su Tianyu's brain was overheating, his CPU was fried.

　　Fei Pingsheng said with a smile, "To be honest, I've been researching this for almost a year... but I can't say I've completely mastered it, I can only say I understand a little."

　　Su Tianyu sighed. The biggest problem with the old Mexican government army was that the nepotism was too chaotic.

　　Not to mention the distant, even the current little commander of old Mexico is somewhat related to these warlords.

　　With such a complex political situation of interpersonal relationships, don't even mention the little commander not being able to figure it out, even if you replaced him with the Jade Emperor, it would be difficult to understand this pile of messy relationships.

　　Su Tianyu rubbed his temples, took out a notebook, placed it on the table, and said to Fei Pingsheng, "It's not okay if we don't understand this... how about this, Old Fei, you say it, I'll write! Let's slowly sort it out, and strive to... no, within a month, we'll figure out all these relationships!"

　　"Okay." Old Fei didn't refuse, and happily agreed, "Then I'll say it, and you write it!"

　　"Come on!" Su Tianyu took another sip of tea. "Let's begin."

　　Half an hour later.

　　Su Tianyu directly tore up the notebook, and he and Old Fei went back to their rooms to sleep.

　　...

　　The next evening, Dragon City.

　　As a young and outstanding entrepreneur in Dragon City, Lu Guangwei was invited to attend a charity gala.

　　The gala was held in a luxurious hotel hall, and a young and beautiful famous female host was standing on the stage, giving a speech.

　　Below the stage, round tables were arranged in order, and many entrepreneurs and wealthy people from Dragon City were sitting around the tables. These people were all rich and powerful, and you couldn't get in here without some real strength.

　　The tables were filled with a sumptuous dinner, abalone, bird's nest, foie gras, steak... really, everything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, and swims in the water was available.

　　There were also many reporters around, holding cameras and taking pictures, promoting this charity gala.

　　Lu Guangwei, dressed in a suit and tie, was sitting with his legs crossed on a table in the front row.

　　"Mr. Lu has also come to the event tonight." The hostess turned her head, looked at Lu Guangwei, and said with a smile, "We all know that Mr. Lu has always been contributing to charity and is a true philanthropist. Next, let's invite Mr. Lu to come up and say a few words for us."

　　All the cameras immediately focused on Lu Guangwei, who smiled, adjusted his suit amid applause, stood up, and walked to the stage.

　　"Mr. Lu, please." The hostess handed over the microphone.

　　Lu Guangwei took the microphone, smiled at the hostess, and then turned around, with a righteous look on his face, and said to the people below the stage in high spirits, "I have always believed that as a businessman, especially a relatively successful businessman, while completing the profits for the group and the company, and ensuring the rights and interests of employees, we must also assume social responsibility. We must do charity and give back to society! In this city, and throughout the world, there are still countless people suffering from poverty and hunger! We should extend a helping hand and help them!"

　　"Clap clap clap!"

　　A round of applause immediately sounded from the stage, Lu Guangwei smiled and continued, "Therefore, on behalf of our company, I would like to donate one million to the Dragon City Charity Fund!"

　　"Clap clap clap!"

　　The applause from the stage became more enthusiastic again, and the flashlights of the surrounding cameras kept flashing.

　　Lu Guangwei smiled and walked off the stage, sitting back in his seat.

　　On the stage, other wealthy people went up to continue speaking.

　　At this moment, a man in a black suit walked over, sat next to Lu Guangwei, and whispered in his ear, "Brother Wei, we've found some clues."

　　Lu Benwei remained calm, nodded slightly, signaling his subordinate to continue.

　　The lackey continued in a low voice, "It's like this, we caught a girl outside the district who is somewhat related to that gang. She confessed..."

　　The lackey whispered for a while, Lu Guangwei listened, with a smile still on his face. After the subordinate finished speaking, he whispered, "Okay, you find Da Lao Wang and let him handle this matter. After catching that kid, chop off the thing between his legs, and both of his arms."

　　"Okay." The subordinate nodded.

　　The hostess's voice suddenly came from the stage, "Thank you again to all the philanthropists who donated tonight, especially Mr. Lu, thank you for your kindness and generosity!"

　　Lu Guangwei's face was once again filled with a bright smile, and he waved to the hostess. At this time, the subordinate had already passed through the crowd and walked towards the dimly lit door.

　　An hour later, the charity gala ended. Everyone left one after another, and the sumptuous food was all thrown into the trash cans.

　　...

　　Five days later, at nine o'clock in the evening, Zha Nan Port.

　　Wei Xiangzuo's car was parked in front of a bar run by his subordinate. The neon lights of the bar were flashing non-stop, reflecting the front of the door in various colors.

　　Wei Xiangzuo, dressed in simple cloth clothes and cloth shoes, pushed open the car door and walked out.

　　The younger brothers in front of the door gathered to greet him, bowing and saying hello, "Brother Zuo!"

　　Wei Xiangzuo waved his hand, "Don't gather here, everyone should be busy with what they need to be busy with."

　　After speaking, Wei Xiangzuo walked into the bar alone, and the younger brothers dispersed.

　　And not long after Wei Xiangzuo went in, a group of people rushed into the bar.