Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Lin Tian then opened the second and third ones.

It's all flour.

He counted them; there were five boxes in total, weighing about two pounds each, with each box weighing about one pound.

The thugs finally realized what was happening.

Some people reached for knives, some grabbed guns, and some ran towards the door.

"Kill him!"

A bald man rushed up wielding a machete.

Lin Tian didn't even turn his head, and swung the axe behind him.

"puff!"

The bald man was split in two from head to toe and fell to the ground.

The room fell silent instantly.

Lin Tian turned around and looked at the frozen thugs: "Anyone else who wants to die?"

For a moment, no one dared to move; they were all stunned.

Lin Tian put the small boxes into his spatial storage. The thugs stared wide-eyed as the boxes disappeared into thin air, their legs going weak.

Is this a human or a ghost?

Lin Tian walked up to the thug who had tried to grab the gun earlier, and the thug was so frightened that he knelt on the ground:

"Brother, sir, spare me! I didn't do anything..."

"Where's the crow's money?"

The thug pointed tremblingly to the safe in the corner: "It's...it's inside..."

Lin Tian walked over, placed his hand on the safe, and the safe disappeared.

The thugs were completely paralyzed by what they saw.

Lin Tian ignored them. Only the Axe-Wielders paid attention to them. A moment later, the ground was covered with corpses.

Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

Next up is the territory of the Smiling Tiger.

The Smiling Tiger's place is in Mong Kok, a nightclub that is ostensibly a dance hall.

When Lin Tian arrived, the place was still open for business.

The music was deafening, and men and women were swaying and dancing on the dance floor.

The smiling tiger's office was on the second floor, and the door was locked.

Lin Tian walked through the wall and entered. The office was very grand, with genuine leather sofas, crystal chandeliers, and a large executive desk.

The safe was well hidden behind the bookshelf.

He put the safe away and then rummaged through the drawers to find several stacks of cash and a few ledgers.

I flipped through the ledger, which was filled with detailed records of the time, quantity, and amount of every flour transaction.

Lin Tian also collected the account books.

Just as I was about to leave, the door suddenly opened.

A woman walked in, wearing a sequined dress and heavy makeup, holding a glass of wine in her hand.

Upon seeing Lin Tian, ​​she froze: "Who are you? How did you get in?"

Lin Tian looked her over.

This woman was in her early thirties and very beautiful, but there was a hint of worldliness about her.

"I also want to ask you who you are?"

Lin Tian calmly asked, "How did you get in?"

The woman paused for a moment, then smiled.

The smile was beautiful, but there was no joy in her eyes: "My name is Bi Jin, I'm Wu Zhiwei's woman, and also the owner of this nightclub. How do you think I got in? I opened the door."

Lin Tian also said in a serious tone, "I also opened the door and came in. I'm looking for Smiling Tiger."

Bi Jin's smile froze.

Wu Zhiwei, the smiling tiger, is her man.

People in the underworld call him the Smiling Tiger, and few dare to call him by his real name.

This little brat, he's a 'smiling tiger' all he says, and he even claims he's here to see him?

Bi Jin's eyelids twitched, but she quickly realized and said, "I almost got tricked by you. Who exactly are you? Why don't you stay here?"

He clapped his hands as soon as he finished speaking.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and several burly men rushed in.

They were all burly and strong, dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses; they looked like professional thugs.

They lined up and nodded respectfully to Bi Jin: "Hello, Sister Jin."

Bi Jin didn't look at them, but stared at Lin Tian: "Now, can you tell me?"

It seems that having many people around gives her a sense of security.

Lin Tian glanced at the group of burly men, then at Bi Jin, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

I'm about to leave.

You're in such a hurry to be reincarnated.

"I told you, I'm looking for Smiling Tiger. He owes me something, and I'm here to collect it."

Bi Jin frowned: "He owes you something? What does he owe you?"

"money."

Lin Tian said, "He owes me a lot of money."

Bi Jin laughed and said, "Little brother, have you been scammed? Would a smiling tiger owe you money? He wouldn't owe money to a child."

She shook her head. "You can leave now, while I'm still speaking properly."

Lin Tian didn't move: "He really does owe me money. If you don't believe me, you can go down and ask him."

Bi Jin's smile vanished.

She walked to her desk, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

I waited for a long time, but no one answered.

She dialed again, but still no one answered.

Her expression slowly changed.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at Lin Tian: "Where's the Smiling Tiger?"

"He's dead."

The air in the office seemed to freeze instantly.

Bi Jin's face turned pale instantly, and the burly men were also stunned, exchanging bewildered glances.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Bi Jin's voice changed, "He went out on an errand with his men, how could he be dead?"

Lin Tian scoffed, "He offended me, saying he had a lot of money and wanted to pay to have me killed, but I have him in my hands. Even if I kill him, his money will still be mine, so I've come here to collect it."

Bi Jin's legs went weak, and she had to brace herself on the table to keep from falling. Staring at Lin Tian, ​​her lips trembled as she stammered, "You...you...?"

"What do you mean, 'you'? You want to go with her too? I can give you two a free reunion. It's better for the whole family to be together."

Bi Jin slammed his hand on the table: "Outrageous!"

"Leave him here."

A burly man reached out to grab Lin Tian's shoulder, but Lin Tian swung his axe away. The man screamed in pain, clutching his arm as blood gushed from between his fingers.

The other burly men's expressions changed drastically. Some reached for their guns, while others grabbed chairs. Lin Tian strode forward and severed their hands with an axe.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"Oh my hand, ahhh..."

Lin Tian roared arrogantly, "Who else?"

The remaining burly men dared not move; Lin Tian's two moves were enough to intimidate them.

after all…

It's only a few hundred yuan a month, why risk your life?

Besides, judging from these words, the boss (Smiling Tiger) is already dead, so there's no need for further discussion.

unless……

Sister-in-law, I am my older brother.

Clearly, they don't have the guts for now.

Though the smiling tiger is dead, its might remains.

What kind of good person is someone who can secretly sell flour and walk with crows?

Lin Tian pointed his axe at Bi Jin and said, "Arrogant lady, try slamming your fist on the table again!"

Bi Jin was so frightened that she stepped back, fear creeping into her heart.

Lin Tian lectured, "And you lot, how do you want to die?"

"Spare us! We're innocent..."

"Brother, we were wrong, we'll leave now..."

"Grandpa, put everything aside, please let me off the hook."

You're capable of moral blackmail.

Lin Tian's gaze fell on a slender, burly man, and he asked, "What's your name?"

Thinking the other person was going to let him go, the man excitedly replied, "My name is Yi Xiaochuan, Grandpa, can I go now?"

What a clever Yi Xiaochuan.

That's a good name.

It's no wonder that even people who aren't hungry resort to moral blackmail.

No wonder they both share the surname Yi.

Lin Tian inwardly grumbled.

……