Chapter 1 A Bloody Night

On a night with a bright starry sky, three vans came riding on the evening breeze and stopped less than three hundred meters from the Su family's garbage dump.

The man in the floral shirt got out of the car, not wearing a mask. He just held his phone and asked Lu Feng, "Brother, tell me, what's the plan? What's the limit?"

"Don't kill anyone, but the worse you mess them up, the better." Lu Feng replied concisely, "Isn't the Su family willing to take the lead? Then mess them up to death. Subdue them first, then sit down and talk."

"Got it!" The man in the floral shirt nodded.

Lu Feng hung up the phone and continued playing mahjong with people from the company, looking lazy.

Some people may find it strange, saying why a company as big as Changqing needs to engage in these violent things. Wouldn't it be better to solve the problem through civil means?

Actually, it's not hard to understand. Not to mention that the current era is relatively chaotic and the political situation in Longcheng is relatively complicated, let's just say that even before the Millennium, when the world was at peace and the situation was stable, there were still many huge companies and groups that were eventually found to be involved in various serious criminal cases, and were completely cleaned up as a result.

So the question is, you've already completed your initial accumulation of wealth, so why are you still doing these things?

Because often, violating rules and laws and using violent means to solve problems is the quickest and most effective way to make a profit in the short term, but the price you may pay is also the highest, and you may die the most miserably.

If Lu Feng hadn't quickly dealt with the workers, would the strike have ended in less than four days? Would the leading foreman have been afraid? Although his methods were terrible and he had no moral ethics, they were indeed effective in the short term!

Otherwise, if you talk to the workers nicely and argue with the four companies, how long would it take for things to end? Li Hongze could afford to wait, but Zheng Fu'an, who had just taken office, couldn't!

For Lu Feng and organizations like Changqing Company, which have a triad nature, they have long been accustomed to solving disputes in a simple and crude way.

If you don't obey, I'll mess you up until you do. Whoever sticks their neck out, I'll beat the crap out of them.

The Su family has been taking the lead, so of course we'll mess with you.

So the man in the floral shirt and the others came, in three vans, with a dozen or so undocumented mainlanders they found from somewhere, destined to stir up a bloody storm tonight.

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Outside the garbage dump, the man in the floral shirt put on his wool gloves and ordered expressionlessly, "Hand out the knives."

Hearing the order, a dozen or so thugs pulled shiny machetes and sharpened steel pipes out of the vans and quickly gathered together.

"Go!" Led by the man in the floral shirt, they walked into the Su family's garbage dump compound at a brisk pace.

At the same time, Su Miaomiao, the third sister, took her personal belongings that she had left here from the main building and prepared to go home.

In the main hall of the main building, Da Xiong, who was also on duty today, took the initiative to ask, "Third… Third Sister… It's getting late, I'll take you home."

"You can't even drive, what are you going to take me home in?" The third sister replied with a smile, "You should stay on duty."

"It's… it's dark… outside… you… you be careful." Da Xiong himself had a stuttering problem, and it got even worse when he saw the third sister. His face was red when he spoke.

The third sister walked out with her things, and Da Xiong followed out involuntarily, standing next to the car and instructing, "Drive… drive slowly, the streetlights here are broken…."

As the two were talking, the man in the floral shirt and a dozen others rushed in. A worker on night duty looked up and shouted, "What are you doing?"

The man in the floral shirt ignored him and just continued to walk forward, while the two men next to him rushed towards the night watchman with weapons.

The worker saw that something was wrong, turned around and ran, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Someone's here, with knives!"

"Brother Bao, she's from the Su family, Su Tiannan's sister." A mainlander hired by Changqing Company shouted, pointing at the third sister who was about to get into the car.

The man in the floral shirt, called Brother Bao, immediately shouted when he heard this, "Chop her!"

With an order, a dozen people brandished their weapons and rushed towards the third sister.

The third sister had just pulled open the car door at this time and hadn't even had time to get in yet. It was definitely too late to drive away now, so she shouted at Da Xiong as soon as possible, "Run, get into the main building!"

Hearing the shout, Da Xiong immediately swung his long legs and rushed towards the main hall of the main building. But his build was too big. He was more than 1.9 meters tall and weighed at least 240 or 50 pounds. He looked very clumsy and slow when he ran.

The man in the floral shirt and the others rushed up. One of the thugs smashed a steel pipe on the back of Da Xiong's head with a bang: "None of your business, squat down!"

Da Xiong was hit by a stick, turned his head to look to both sides, and saw that the other ten or so people had already caught up, so he didn't dare to move around and squatted on the ground very obediently: "Don't… don't hit me… I… I don't have money for treatment."

The thugs were stunned when they heard this. Who would normally say things like, "Don't hit me, I don't have money for treatment?"

"Damn, he's an idiot!"

Everyone ignored Da Xiong and rushed into the main hall of the Su family's main building at a very fast pace.

Inside the room, the seven night watchmen heard the shouts and all rushed out, but when they saw that there were so many people on the other side and they were all holding weapons, they immediately felt a little guilty.

"Everyone, squat against the wall!" The man in the floral shirt pointed at the workers with a knife and shouted, then looked up and ordered, "Chop that woman, chop her hard!"

The purpose of rushing into the Su family's garbage dump was not to mess with the workers, but to hurt the Su family, to cripple a few of them to make them afraid. So the thugs that the man in the floral shirt brought only stared at the third sister and rushed over.

When the workers in the hall saw that they were going to hit the third sister, they instinctively wanted to step forward, but when the three thugs came over with machetes, these people immediately squatted obediently on the ground without resisting at all.

"Taking the lead, huh?! I'll slash your face, and then have people beat your father every day inside!" A man grabbed the third sister's arm and raised his knife to chop.

The third sister was no pushover either. Although she didn't have as much strength as a man, she just turned her head and bit the other man's arm.

"Ah!" The thug screamed and shouted, kicking the third sister to the ground.

At the same time, the man in the floral shirt rushed over and raised his arm to swing the knife at the third sister's face.

"Bang!"

At this critical moment, a duty chair that was placed at the door flew over from the air and hit the back of the man in the floral shirt.

The man in the floral shirt staggered forward from the impact, turned his head suddenly, and saw that silly Xiong had actually rushed in.

"Don't… don't hit women!" Silly Xiong stepped forward and rushed over. He didn't dare to fight back when he was hit just now, but when the third sister was hit, he ran over without thinking.

"You stupid idiot, you dare to smash me?!" The man in the floral shirt raised his knife and was about to jump up and chop Da Xiong.

At the same time, Su Tianyu ran down from the second floor wearing a very thick military coat. As he rushed down, he saw Da Xiong standing tall in the crowd, grabbing the registration table at the door with both hands and actually lifting it up.

This scene stunned the man in the floral shirt as well. Although the registration table wasn't as thick and heavy as a solid wood office desk, it was at least 1.5 meters long and 80 centimeters wide, and Da Xiong lifted it up as easily as if he were carrying a bucket of water.

"You dare to hit me…?" The man in the floral shirt stepped back.

Da Xiong stretched out his body and, as if dunking, slammed the table directly on the head of the man in the floral shirt.

"Bang!"

"Thud!"

With a muffled sound, the man in the floral shirt fell directly to the ground.

"Third… Third Sister, run!" Da Xiong shouted, swinging the table clumsily.

"Puchi, puchi…!"

Da Xiong was slashed three times by the other party while he was shouting, but he didn't fall down and just continued to swing the table clumsily.

Su Tianyu rushed downstairs, let the third sister run past him, and stood at the stairwell, his glasses gone at some point.