The whole nation: You're put to survive on a desolate planet, you'll be running an alien b

Li Haotian's words were like a needle, piercing Taishan's last psychological defense.

The mountain-like force beneath his feet made his knees buckle, and he collapsed to his knees.

Li Haotian withdrew his foot without even glancing at him.

He walked to the wall, reached out and grasped the hilt of the still-humming dagger, and gently pulled it out.

"Sizzle."

The dagger was pulled out of the wall, bringing with it a small piece of cement debris.

Li Haotian, holding a dagger, walked up to Mount Tai and squatted down.

He gently patted Taishan's face, which was covered in cold sweat, with the flat of the knife.

The cold touch made Taishan's body tremble even more violently.

"cell phone."

Li Haotian uttered two words.

Without the slightest hesitation, Taishan shakily pulled his phone out of his pocket and offered it to Taishan with both hands.

Li Haotian took the phone, unlocked it with one hand, and swiped the screen.

He immediately opened a video call, found a contact in his address book with the nickname "Brother Long," and dialed the number.

"Beep...beep..."

The waiting tone only rang twice before the video call connected instantly.

A face covered in thick, fleshy muscles, distorted with rage, appeared on the screen.

It was Wang Feilong of Feilong Investment.

"Taishan! What the hell are you doing?! Where the hell are you?!"

Wang Feilong's roar came through the phone receiver, accompanied by static, making it particularly jarring.

Li Haotian remained silent.

He held up his phone, and the camera slowly scanned the entire room.

Wherever the camera panned, there were thugs rolling on the ground, groaning in pain.

A severed arm, a twisted ankle, a face groaning in pain.

Every scene was clearly transmitted to Wang Feilong's eyes through the video.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Feilong's roar abruptly stopped.

The anger on his face was quickly replaced by shock and disbelief.

He stared intently at the screen, as if trying to see the hellish scene clearly.

Finally, Li Haotian pointed the camera at Taishan, who was kneeling on the ground.

Taishan's face was deathly pale, his lips trembled, and he forced out an expression that looked worse than crying at the camera.

"Brother Long... Brother Long..."

"waste!"

Wang Feilong finally realized what was happening and an angry curse was squeezed out from between his teeth.

His gaze pierced through the screen and locked onto Li Haotian, who was holding the phone.

"Kid, it's you."

"it's me."

Li Haotian turned the camera back to himself, a playful smile on his face.

"Mr. Wang, how have you been?"

"Fuck your mother! You dare touch my people! Li Haotian, are you fucking tired of living?! Let me tell you, you're dead! If I don't throw you into the river today, I'm not a Wang!"

Wang Feilong was furious on the other end of the camera, his spittle seemingly about to spray off the screen.

Li Haotian picked at his ear, looking impatient.

"Mr. Wang, don't get so angry, it's bad for your health."

He pulled his old cell phone out of his pocket, turned on the screen, and displayed the glaring balance number.

More than three million.

He held the two phones side by side so that Wang Feilong could see them clearly.

"I have money here."

Li Haotian's voice was calm, yet carried an indescribable mockery.

"Three million, no more, no less. Tell me, is that enough to pay back the interest on your twenty million?"

Wang Feilong's pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared intently at the string of numbers, his breath catching in his throat for a moment.

"What...what do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything."

Li Haotian took back his phone and put it back in his pocket.

He looked at Wang Feilong in the camera lens and smiled.

"I just feel that giving it to a living person like you is a bit of a waste."

He paused, then added slowly.

"I am a person who respects the elderly and cares for the young, and I also value tradition."

"If you die right now, I guarantee that the principal and interest of twenty million will be burned for you, not a penny less."

"Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival, we'll do it all. What do you think?"

"you……!"

Wang Feilong was so angry by his words that his face turned a deep shade of liver. He pointed at the camera and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Li Haotian's smile widened.

"What, are you not satisfied?"

He shook his head, looking very disappointed.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't do it right, Mr. Wang."

After saying that, he didn't give Wang Feilong any more chance to speak and hung up the video call directly.

The room fell silent once again.

Li Haotian threw the phone back to Taishan, who was already terrified.

"roll."

He only said one word.

Taishan felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He scrambled to his feet and called out to the thugs who were still able to move on the ground.

A group of people, supporting each other and dragging their severed arms and legs, rushed out of the room in a disheveled state, as if a ghost was chasing them.

The heavy iron gate swung open with a loud bang as they slammed it open.

A strong, cheap perfume scent wafted into the hallway.

The landlady's plump figure was blocking the doorway.

She stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, at the mess on the floor and the spilled sukiyaki broth.

She heard the wailing and howling in the hallway clearly, and it terrified her so much that she didn't dare to show her face.

Seeing that the group from Mount Tai had fled for their lives, she finally mustered up the courage to approach.

As a result, they saw Li Haotian standing inside the room.

He was still as thin as ever, but standing there, he looked like a god.

Li Haotian ignored the group of deserters.

He raised his foot and kicked Taishan in the buttocks, who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Bang!"

Taishan's burly body, like a tattered sack, was kicked out of the door and crashed heavily onto the corridor with a thud.

"what!"

The landlady screamed in fright at the sudden scene and backed away.

Li Haotian didn't look at Mount Tai on the ground.

He turned around and looked at the landlord at the door, who was pale with fright.

A gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I disturbed you."

His voice was soft and kind.

The landlord was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

Li Haotian took out his phone from his pocket and operated it a few times in front of her.

Soon, the landlord's greasy-screened phone, which was tucked in his pocket, made a "ding" sound.

"Auntie, take a look."

Li Haotian pointed to her pocket.

The landlord instinctively took out his phone, and a transfer notification appeared on the screen.

Alipay payment received: 500.00 yuan.

"This..." The landlord was completely dumbfounded.

Li Haotian was still smiling as he pointed to the messy ground beneath his feet.

"This place is dirty."

He said slowly.

"This 500 yuan is for cleaning. Could you please help me with the washing, Auntie?"

He paused, then added.

"Keep the change, please."

After saying that, he stopped looking at the landlord's fascinating face.

He reached out, grabbed the handle of the dilapidated iron gate, and slowly closed the door.

"Bang."

A soft sound shut out everything outside the door.

It shielded the landlord's blank stare and also blocked Taishan's painful groans.

Li Haotian was the only one left in the room.

The aroma of premium ingredients still lingers in the air.

Now, there's an added stench of blood and money.