Chapter 14: You Dare Hit Me?

On a starry night, three vans rode the evening breeze, stopping on the road less than three hundred meters from the Su family garbage yard.

The floral-shirted man led the group out of the cars, without masks, only holding a phone as he asked Lu Feng: "Big Brother, tell us, how should we do this? To what extent?"

"No need to kill anyone, but make it as brutal as possible," Lu Feng replied concisely. "The Su family likes to take the lead, right? Then beat them within an inch of their lives. First make them submit, then sit down to talk."

"Understood!" Floral Shirt nodded.

Lu Feng hung up the phone and continued playing mahjong lazily with people at the company.

Some might wonder why Changqing Company, with such a large business, needed to engage in this violence - wouldn't it be better to resolve problems through civilized means?

Actually, this wasn't hard to understand. Even setting aside that the current era was rather chaotic and Dragon City's political structure was complex, even before the New Era when there was peace and stability, many large-scale companies and groups were eventually found to be connected to various serious criminal cases and were completely taken down.

So the question arose: if you've already completed primitive accumulation, why still do these things?

Because often, violating rules and laws, using violent means to solve problems, was the quickest and most effective way to see profits in the short term, but the price to pay could also be the highest, and the death could be the most miserable.

If Lu Feng hadn't quickly dealt with the workers, could the strike have ended in less than four days? Would the leading team leaders have been scared? Although his methods were vicious and lacking in human morality, they were indeed effective in the short term!

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

For Lu Feng and organizations like Changqing Company that had gang characteristics, they were long accustomed to resolving disputes through simple and brutal methods.

If you don't submit, I'll beat you until you do, whoever sticks their head out, I'll fucking hit them.

The Su family kept taking the lead, so they would definitely be dealt with.

So Floral Shirt and his men had arrived - three vans, over a dozen unregistered Big Circle Boys found from who knows where, destined to stir up a bloody storm tonight.

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Outside the garbage yard, Floral Shirt put on wool gloves and commanded expressionlessly: "Distribute the knives."

Over a dozen thugs heard this and pulled out gleaming machetes and sharpened steel pipes from the cars, quickly gathering together.

"Go!" Floral Shirt led the charge, walking hurriedly into the Su family garbage yard compound.

At the same time, Third Sister Su Miaomiao had taken her personal items left in the main building and was preparing to head home.

In the main building lobby, Daxiong, who was also on duty today, voluntarily asked: "Th-Third Sister... it's late, let me walk you..."

"You can't even drive, how would you escort me," Third Sister replied with a laugh. "Just stay on duty."

"It's d-dark outside... be... be careful," Daxiong had a stutter to begin with, and when he saw Third Sister, his stutter got even worse, his face turning red as he spoke.

Third Sister carried her things toward the exit, with Daxiong unconsciously following her out, standing beside the car to remind her: "Dr-drive carefully, the street lights are broken here..."

As the two were talking, Floral Shirt and his dozen or so men had already charged in. A night watch worker looked up and shouted: "Who are you people?"

Floral Shirt ignored him and kept walking forward, while two men beside him immediately charged toward the night watch worker's side with weapons.

Seeing something was wrong, the worker turned and ran, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Someone's here, they have knives!"

"Brother Bao, she's from the Su family, Su Tiannan's sister," one of the Big Circle Boys hired by Changqing Company shouted, pointing at Third Sister who was about to get in her car.

The floral-shirted man called Brother Bao immediately shouted upon hearing this: "Cut her!"

At his command, over a dozen men brandished their weapons and charged toward Third Sister.

Third Sister had just pulled open the car door but hadn't gotten in yet. There clearly wasn't time to drive away, so she immediately shouted to Daxiong: "Run! Into the main building!"

Hearing the shout, Daxiong immediately swung his long legs toward the main building lobby. But his build was really too large - over 1.90 meters tall and weighing at least 240-250 pounds - his whole body looked very clumsy running, and wasn't fast.

As Floral Shirt's group pounced, one thug swung a steel pipe with a bang against Daxiong's back of the head: "This isn't about you, get down!"

After taking the hit, Daxiong turned to look to both sides, saw that over ten of their people had already caught up, and didn't dare move, very obediently squatting down: "Don't... don't hit me... I... can't afford medical treatment."

The thugs were stunned hearing this - what normal person would say "don't hit me, I can't afford medical treatment"?

"Fuck, he's an idiot!"

The group stopped paying attention to Daxiong and rushed very quickly into the Su family main building lobby.

Inside, seven night watch workers had all rushed out hearing the shouts, but seeing so many people all carrying weapons, they immediately felt intimidated.

"All of you squat against the wall!" Floral Shirt pointed his knife at the workers and shouted, then looked up and ordered: "Cut that woman, chop her hard!"

The purpose of charging into the Su family garbage yard wasn't to deal with the workers, but to hurt the Su family members, to cripple a few to scare them, so Floral Shirt's thugs only charged toward Third Sister.

When the workers in the lobby saw they were going to attack Third Sister, they instinctively wanted to step forward, but when three thugs came over with big knives, these people immediately squatted down obediently, not resisting at all.

"Taking the lead, huh?! I'll slash up your face, and still have people beat your father every day inside!" A man grabbed Third Sister's arm, raising his knife to slash.

Third Sister wasn't easy to deal with either. Although she wasn't as strong as a man, she turned her head and bit down hard on the man's arm.

"Ah!" The thug howled and screamed, kicking Third Sister down with his foot.

At the same time, Floral Shirt charged over, raising his arm to swing his knife at Third Sister's face.

"Bang!"

At this critical moment, a duty chair from the entrance came flying through the air, hitting Floral Shirt squarely in the back.

Floral Shirt stumbled forward from the impact, whirling around to see that Stupid Xiong had charged in.

"Don't... don't hit women!" Stupid Xiong strode forward. He hadn't dared fight back when he was hit earlier, but when Third Sister was being attacked, he charged over without thinking.

"You stupid thing, you dare fucking hit me?!" Floral Shirt raised his knife about to jump up and slash Daxiong.

At the same time, Su Tianyu, wearing a very thick military coat, ran down from the second floor. As he rushed down, he saw Daxiong standing like a crane among the crowd, both hands grabbing the registration desk at the entrance, actually lifting it up.

This scene stunned even Floral Shirt - although the registration desk wasn't as heavy as a solid wood office desk, it was still at least one and a half meters long and eighty centimeters wide, but Daxiong lifted it as easily as carrying a bucket of water.

"You dare hit me...?" Floral Shirt stepped backward.

Daxiong stretched out his body and, like performing a slam dunk, directly slammed the desk down onto Floral Shirt's head.

"Bang!"

"Thud!"

With a muffled crash, Floral Shirt went down.

"Th-Third Sister run!" Daxiong clumsily swung the desk, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Squelch, squelch...!"

While Daxiong was shouting, he was slashed three times by the others, but he didn't fall, only continuing to clumsily swing the desk.

Su Tianyu ran down the stairs, moving sideways to let Third Sister run past, positioning himself at the stairway entrance, his glasses somehow already removed.