Qiao Zhenfei chuckled beside him and pulled Qin Fang to sit down, promptly explaining to Qin Fang what was going on. It turned out that the group of kids that grew up together in the courtyard where Qiao Zhenfei once lived had a deep bond with each other. They arranged seating order by age.
Qiao Zhenfei was ranked third, which coincidentally was the same position in his family's hierarchy. Lu Jun was ranked fourth; his family was also a very powerful clan, with several relatives holding key positions in crucial departments.
The Seventh, Ling Feng, also came from a prominent family. Unfortunately, his grandfather was persecuted during the unrest, and his father didn't hold any particularly powerful positions for the time being. However, he maintained good relations with all the families. For someone in the elite circles of the Capital City, he might fall a bit short, but he was much stronger than those privileged young masters from outside.
The other brothers were all heirs of impressive backgrounds: some immersed in politics, some in the military, and others in business. Some even went abroad. Over the years, their bond had remained strong, supporting each other through any hardship they encountered.
"Qin Fang, I've already spoken to the brothers. From now on, you're one of us, the youngest brother... What do you think?"
After a brief introduction, Qiao Zhenfei asked with a beaming smile.
"For the brothers to hold me in high regard is an honor for me, Qin Fang. I won't bother with insincere flattery. Let's speak through our drinks..."
Qin Fang was only momentarily surprised before quickly regaining his composure. He immediately grabbed a bottle of liquor from the table, popped the cork, and gulped down the entire bottle in one go.
By now, Qin Fang was no longer the naive youngster he had been. Qiao Zhenfei's gesture meant to bring Qin Fang into their tight-knit group. He owed Qin Fang a considerable favor, as Qin Fang's accident had once caused him great distress. Now he wished to repay Qin Fang's favor through this gesture.
One might view their small group as something akin to children playing house, but this group wielded significant influence.
This could be compared to the Skull and Bones in the United States. There was a time when the Skull and Bones was just an ordinary college fraternity. But as its members gradually stepped onto the historical stage, the world came to realize just how powerful such a group could be...
Even to this day, in the vast expanse of the United States, one could see the influence of the Skull and Bones in various domains like politics, economy, culture, and more.
Qiao Zhenfei's group might not have reached the extent of the Skull and Bones, but in Dragon Country, such a group was undeniably influential.
By bringing Qin Fang into the fold, Qiao Zhenfei essentially lent him this formidable power for his own use... and in times of trouble, the others would come to his aid as well...
"Good! What a capacity for liquor..."
Qiao Zhenfei, Lu Jun, and Ling Feng all couldn't help but give a thumbs up, quite taken aback. What Qin Fang had just finished was a bottle of strong vodka from the north of Russia. Even they would take caution when drinking it, and yet Qin Fang had downed it all in one go without even a frown.
Undoubtedly, such a display immediately endeared Qin Fang to Lu Jun and Ling Feng, and the atmosphere instantly heated up...
"You guys are too kind..."
After finishing the bottle, even Qin Fang couldn't help but let out a burp, feeling the strong effects of the alcohol. It must be said that the vodka was indeed potent. Since Qin Fang had almost downed the entire bottle in one breath, the boldness of his action was indeed formidable.
The move was a genuine impulse without any deception, and not even during his drink did he resort to trickery. The whole bottle of vodka went straight into his stomach, not a drop into the Props Box...
"Youngest brother, you've got some serious drinking skills, but if you think you can scare us off with that, it's not going to be enough... Come on, fill it up, let's drink to our brotherhood..."
Ling Feng, though somewhat reticent, was a truly hearty man; he immediately grabbed another two bottles of vodka, slapped them down in front of himself and Qin Fang.
"Seventh, I've mixed with all kinds of drinks out there, and I've tasted all sorts of alcohol, but my favorites are still our Dragon Country's white liquor and good old Russian vodka—not for anything else, but because these drinks pack a punch..."
Ling Feng said with a chuckle, rolling up his sleeves as he chatted with Qin Fang, preparing for a bout of drinking as if they were about to battle through three hundred rounds.
Clothed as he was, Ling Feng didn't look like much, but when he rolled up his sleeves, you could see his somewhat dark arms scarred with distinct marks.
"The Seventh has the best tolerance among us brothers. This guy used to be a special forces operative in the Capital City military district. He found it boring later and just left the military to become a mercenary overseas. Wherever there's a war, you'll find him... It's by carrying his head on his belt that he's lived, and that's how his tolerance got so strong..."
Qiao Zhenfei shook his head with a wry smile.
If Ling Feng had played it safe in the military, by now he'd at least be a senior officer, and after another decade or so, he could probably even make general.
Even if he left the military, he could easily get into business or something and lead a carefree life in complete comfort for the rest of his days.
With his family background and so many brothers to back him up, what couldn't he do?
But Ling Feng didn't like that sort of life; he preferred living on the edge of death, a runaway existence. He actually enjoyed the thrill of escaping from the jaws of death over and over.
Even the allure of women didn't compare to the thrill of blowing an enemy's head off with a gun… So, over the years, women had just become occasional outlets for him to release his energy, nothing more useful than that!
Besides guns, alcohol was probably the only other thing he cherished. Ling Feng, often competing in drinking contests within the Mercenary Group, naturally took the opportunity to engage with Qin Fang once he got him alone…
"Come on, who's afraid!"
Qin Fang was in high spirits today as well. He really liked Ling Feng's temperament, immediately clamoring to drink, starting a drinking brawl with Ling Feng. Qiao Zhenfei and Lu Jun could only smile bitterly at this, soon joining in the booze-fueled fray...
Miao Yue behaved very sweetly. Although he didn't understand the status of Lu Jun and Ling Feng, knowing these men were Qiao Zhenfei's brothers, they certainly weren't ordinary people.
Now that Qin Fang had joined such a group, as his woman, she was naturally very happy… She was smart, too; knowing that it was more appropriate for her to act sweet and demure in such small group gatherings.
Wang Hui was probably the most miserable one. The four brothers, Qin Fang and the others, were there drinking happily with beautiful women laughing alongside.
As for him, he did have a very glamorous beauty by his side, teasing him from time to time, but he could only look and not touch. He was too busy trying to please Qin Fang and the others with his laughter, terrified of leaving a bad impression...
In reality, the four of them, drinking and laughing away, almost never paid him any heed, as if they had completely forgotten his existence...
Even though he was a bit pitiful, he himself was thoroughly enjoying the environment. Sitting in the top bar of the Chang'an Club, drinking with the top Young Masters of Capital City, enjoying the tender services of top-notch beauties—any one of these privileges could make those Young Masters and privileged young masters he knew green with envy… (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, I invite you to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote and support it. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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