After Mad Dragon was released from prison, I shocked the world!

"Gun! Give me the gun!"

Fan Yuanxiong snatched the pistol from the person next to him and raised his hand to aim at Lin Li in mid-air.

"stop!"

A cold shout interrupted his actions.

Fan Zhonghui bent down and pulled the dagger from the ground, coldly looking at her brother: "Are you brain-dead? Why did you shoot at this time?"

"Why didn't you shoot?!"

Fan Yuanxiong roared in bewilderment, "He's a sitting duck right now! If we kill him, we win!"

"Can you hit it?"

Fan Zhonghui pointed at Lin Li, who had already climbed more than twenty meters high, and said in an icy tone, "At this distance, with the wind speed, are you confident you can get a headshot?"

"If we can't kill him in one blow, and he manages to hide behind the chimney, or make a phone call, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Once the authorities get involved, all the commotion we've caused in Jiangcheng will be exposed!"

Fan Zhonghui looked at her older brother with exasperation: "At that time, not only will the company projects be affected, but even Father will be implicated!"

"The Fan family's political enemies in the capital are just looking for something to do with us. Are you trying to drag the entire Fan family down with you?!"

Fan Yuanxiong stared blankly at his sister. After a while, he could only put down the gun in his hand and asked unwillingly, "So what do we do now? Are we just going to admit defeat like this?"

"Admitting defeat is to cut your losses."

Looking at the bewildered workers, Fan Zhonghui ordered in a deep voice, "Everyone, evacuate immediately! Take the wounded with you, especially Fan Qiang, send him to the hospital right away!"

"Furthermore, let the Ming family father and son leave; no one is allowed to stop them!"

"Miss……"

Jiang Kuan walked over with a grim expression, staring intently at Lin Li, who had climbed to the top of the chimney. "I'm going to kill this one."

"In Yue, I killed three so-called Chinese masters. This Lin Li is just lucky."

Speaking in broken Chinese, he said, "Just say the word, and I'll climb up and duel him right now!"

Fan Zhonghui glanced at Jiang Kuan.

Although this Yue man was skilled, she found his inherent barbarity and arrogance extremely repulsive.

"Jiang Kuan, this is China, not your jungle."

Fan Zhonghui said coldly, "Taking action now will only ruin my big plans."

"If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities later. Now, execute the order!"

Jiang Kuan gritted his teeth. Although he was unwilling, he could only spit out a mouthful of saliva and turn around to arrange the retreat.

Top of the large chimney.

Lin Li gripped the railing with one hand, watching the two signal bars finally appear on his phone screen, but didn't rush to make a call.

He watched as the crowd below quickly dispersed, and Mingxiao and his son got into the Land Rover. Only after the car drove away did he slowly put away his phone.

Lin Li had no intention of actually calling the police.

Some things are handled too slowly and too lukewarmly by the authorities.

A few minutes later, Lin Li jumped down from the iron ladder and landed steadily.

At this moment, only the Fan siblings, Jiang Kuan, and a few bodyguards remained on the vast open space of the brick factory.

As Fan Zhonghui watched Lin Li approach, her expression softened, and she even extended her hand.

"Mr. Lin, let me introduce myself again. I am Fan Zhonghui."

Her attitude changed drastically, as if the life-or-death hostage situation had never happened. "What happened just now was a misunderstanding."

"I greatly admire the strength and wisdom that Mr. Lin has demonstrated."

"Our Fan family has many businesses, not just this one project in Jiangcheng. If Mr. Lin is willing, we can cooperate."

Fan Zhonghui extended an olive branch, her tone enticing: "As long as Mr. Lin agrees, we can make concessions on the Ming family's project."

"We can also provide Mr. Lin with a broader platform and more resources than the Ming family."

Lin Li looked at the outstretched hand but didn't shake it: "Cooperation?"

"Ms. Fan, I think you've misunderstood something."

He looked at the Fan siblings with cold eyes, "You and I have never been on the same path."

Fan Zhonghui's hand froze in mid-air for a few seconds before she withdrew it.

Instead of getting angry, she looked at Lin Li with great interest and suddenly threw out a strange question.

"Mr. Lin, I heard that you once went so far as to single-handedly storm that plantation to save a group of girls you didn't know, and you even killed many people."

Fan Zhonghui stared into Lin Li's eyes and slowly asked, "I've always had a question in my mind."

"If the girls trapped in that park are all Vietnamese or from other countries, and have nothing to do with China."

"Would you still risk your life to save me?"

This is a very pointed and tricky question.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Kuan, who was standing to the side, gave a mocking sneer.

In his view, the so-called "chivalry" of the Chinese people is nothing but a hypocritical self-indulgence.

Without a second's hesitation, Lin Li replied directly, "Yes."

Why?

Fan Zhonghui was somewhat surprised and pressed further, "They're not your compatriots, and you don't even speak their language. Is it worth risking your life for such a group of people?"

"A person is first and foremost a person, and only then a person of a certain nationality."

Lin Li looked at Fan Zhonghui, and although he didn't understand why she asked this question, he still patiently answered.

"In my eyes, life knows no borders."

"Those girls who were imprisoned and abused were innocent victims. If I have the ability, I will naturally save them."

"This has nothing to do with nationality, it's all about humanity."

Upon hearing this, Fan Zhonghui's expression was hard to describe, a mixture of mockery and感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion).

"certainly."

Lin Li looked coldly at Fan Zhonghui: "People like you who would trample on everything for profit will never understand."

"Hahaha! What a great 'it's all about human nature'!"

Fan Yuanxiong, who had been holding back his anger, suddenly burst into laughter. "Lin Li, are you a reincarnated Living Buddha? Or the Virgin Mary?"

He looked at Lin Li with an expression that said, "How could anyone in this world be so naive?"

"In this dog-eat-dog world, you're talking to me about humanity and justice? Do you know how ridiculous that is?"

"Let me tell you, in this world, only power and money are the true principles!"

Fan Yuanxiong glanced at Fan Zhonghui, attempting to use the power of the Fan family to intimidate Lin Li: "Lin Li, don't push your luck."

"My sister thinks highly of you, that's why she gave you this opportunity."

He stared into Lin Li's eyes and tempted him, "As long as you follow the Fan family, you can have whatever you want: money, beautiful women, status!"

"The Fan family can make you rise through the ranks in Jiangcheng, and even in the capital!"

"With your skills, it doesn't matter who you sell them to. Selling them to that good-for-nothing Ming family is not as good as selling them to our Fan family. You can do the math, right?"

Looking at Fan Yuanxiong's arrogant face, Lin Li found it laughable: "A meteoric rise to power?"

He scoffed and shook his head: "Fan Yuanxiong, you overestimate yourself and your Fan family."