Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

Zhao Tiezhu was carried by several flustered workers onto a broken wooden door that had been temporarily dismantled, and they rushed towards the factory clinic, dripping blood all the way.

The muddy ground behind the waste pile was instantly illuminated as bright as day by a dozen flashlights.

Liang Tiejun and Lao Zhang ran over.

The two of them were panting heavily, not even having had time to button their coats.

When Liang Tiejun's powerful flashlight illuminated the muddy puddle, this veteran security guard, who had spent half his life in the factory, felt a chill run down his spine.

The mud on the ground was completely covered with blood plasma.

A section of cast iron pipe, bent by a violent smash, lay in a filthy puddle. Next to it lay a crushed aluminum lunchbox and half a multigrain pancake stained with blood and coal dust.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and engine oil.

"This is fucking brutal..." Zhang Dafa's voice trembled as he looked at the amount of blood on the ground.

Liang Tiejun snapped back to his senses, his square face instantly turning ashen.

"Shut down the factory!"

Liang Tiejun turned around and roared at the still-dazed workers, "Right now, lock up the main gate, the side gate, and the back slag transport tunnel! Without me, not even a fly is allowed to get out tonight!"

The surrounding workers were so frightened by the shout that they trembled and quickly ran towards the factory gate in different directions.

"Old Zhang, go to the office and make the call!"

Liang Tiejun grabbed Zhang Dafa's arm, his teeth grinding together: "Call the Municipal Public Security Bureau directly! Tell them there's been a serious assault at the Hongxing Factory, someone stole the keys to Workshop No. 1, and the gatekeeper is seriously injured and his life is in danger! Tell them to send people immediately!"

Zhang Dafa's expression changed, but he didn't move immediately.

He grabbed Liang Tiejun's sleeve and said urgently in a low voice, "Old Liang, you can't shout like that!"

Liang Tiejun whirled around, his eyes flashing with a frightening intensity: "What did you say?"

Zhang Dafa's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"I didn't say I wouldn't report it to the police!"

"I mean, we can't alert the city's criminal investigation team and all the leaders right away."

He gritted his teeth, lowering his voice even further: "Don't forget how many eyes are watching our Workshop No. 1 right now. The German machines just arrived at the factory, and the Liang Jiajun incident hasn't completely died down yet. If another 'vicious robbery and assault inside the Red Star Factory' gets out tonight, those outside who want to interfere will immediately have an excuse to get into the factory."

"What will they do then? They'll investigate more than just the assault."

"They'll check Workshop One, the equipment warehouse, the people Director Zhao left behind, and find out what we've been tinkering with in there for the past two weeks!"

"Once this door is opened, our Red Star Factory will lose all control!"

Liang Tiejun stared intently at him.

Zhang Dafa felt a chill run down his spine as Liang Tiejun stared intently at him.

He and Lao Liang have been working together for almost thirty years.

He could figure out Liang Tiejun's stubborn temper even with his eyes closed.

This old man is usually very principled, intolerant of any wrongdoing, and hates it when people try to cover things up.

In the past, if he had dared to say something as taboo as "not reporting it to higher authorities" at this critical juncture, Liang Tiejun would have pointed his finger at him on the spot and scolded him for being cowardly, afraid of taking responsibility, and a spineless coward who only knew how to smooth things over.

So as soon as Zhang Dafa finished speaking, he unconsciously shrank his neck, bracing himself for a severe scolding.

But this time, the expected outburst of insults didn't come.

Liang Tiejun stood beside the shocking pool of blood, his chest heaving violently, before finally swallowing the anger that was rising in his throat.

"OK."

Zhang Dafa was suddenly stunned.

He even wondered if the night wind had snapped his ears, staring blankly at the other person: "Huh?"

Liang Tiejun raised his head, his bloodshot eyes filled with a frightening intensity: "I said okay, do as you say. Don't report it to the police yet."

Zhang Dafa was completely stunned this time.

Thirty years have passed.

When has he ever heard of this stone in the latrine ever yielding?

Liang Tiejun glanced at him, his voice hoarse as if it had been ground on coarse sandpaper: "Don't look at me like that."

"If you had said that before, I would have definitely scolded you."

"I'll scold you for being a coward, for thinking only of your own safety in the face of adversity, and for not having the backbone of a factory leader."

As he spoke, he pointed to the section of cast iron pipe on the ground that had been bent by force, his teeth grinding together.

"But today is different."

"Look at this group of people, they specifically targeted the gaps when Da Niu and the others were changing shifts for patrol, and they even accurately figured out that the key to Workshop No. 1 was on Tie Zhu alone."

Liang Tiejun turned to look at the dark No. 1 workshop, where the cold wind made the hem of his tattered overcoat flutter.

"This isn't a few vagrants trying their luck, nor is it factory workers throwing a tantrum out of envy."

"This was premeditated, and they're targeting our Hongxing factory! They're after those machines inside!"

Liang Tiejun's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was like a knife chilled to the bone.

"There's definitely a mole inside the factory tipping them off and scouting the place, and someone outside has paid a hefty sum to cover it up and instruct them. Otherwise, those petty thugs wouldn't dare to pull such a deadly stunt in the middle of the night to steal our manhood!"

Zhang Dafa felt a cold sweat trickle down his spine, and his heart ached. He gritted his teeth and nodded repeatedly, "Old Liang, that's exactly right."

Liang Tiejun took a deep breath of the cold air, thick with the smell of engine oil, and his tone became extremely cold: "Whether it's the municipal bureau or the county bureau, none of them can be involved now!"

Zhang Dafa was startled: "They're not even going to contact the county government?"

"This is an emergency!"

Liang Tiejun lowered his voice, like an old wolf guarding its food, "There are countless eyes watching us outside. As soon as the police car enters the gates of Hongxing Factory, this matter will be impossible to cover up. Outsiders can still use this as an excuse to turn Workshop No. 1 upside down."

"Director Zhao isn't here right now. If we can't even guard this small gate for him, how will we face him when he returns?"

"No matter what, we must firmly grasp the initiative in our own hands!"

"The security department should lock the doors and arrest these people themselves, drag these beasts out, pry them open, and get solid evidence! Then report to Director Li."

Zhang Dafa's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grasped the backbone in a desperate situation, and he nodded vigorously.

Liang Tiejun whirled around and roared at the still-dazed workers:

"Shut down the factory!"

"Lock the front door, the back door, and the slag removal tunnel all securely!"

"No one in the factory is allowed to leave tonight!"

"No one is allowed to touch this waste pile!"

"Keep a close watch on the iron pipes, lunchboxes, footprints, and bloodstains!"

"Anyone who dares to trespass on the scene, anyone who dares to touch anything, I'll skin them alive!"

After yelling all that, he was about to muster his troops and personally lead a team to the dormitory to arrest people.

Suddenly, Liang Tiejun froze.

His brows furrowed into a tight knot, and his gaze swept sharply across the noisy crowd of people holding flashlights.

His face, which had been relatively calm just moments before, instantly changed color.

Few people.

The person who should never have been missing is gone.

"Where's Da Niu?"

Zhang Dafa suddenly stopped and turned around stiffly.

Liang Tiejun's voice suddenly rose, revealing an barely suppressed panic: "Where's Erga? Where are their group?"

The surroundings suddenly became deathly quiet.

Even the sound of the wind blowing through the scrap metal could be heard clearly.

A young worker, pale-faced, stammered, "I...I was just here a moment ago."

Liang Tiejun strode over, grabbed his cotton-padded coat collar tightly, and stared at him with eyes as wide as saucers: "Here? Where is he now?!"

The young worker's lips trembled with fear, and he glanced at the pool of blood on the ground with extreme terror in his eyes.

"Big Brother Niu and Brother Ga Zi were standing there just now, staring intently at the blood left by Brother Tie Zhu."

"They didn't say a word."

"Later, Brother Gazi bent down to pick up that piece of cast iron pipe, but Brother Da Niu wouldn't let him."

Liang Tiejun's heart sank sharply, as if he had fallen into a bottomless ice cave.

"and then?"

"Then... Brother Da Niu left with his men."

A deathly silence fell.

Zhang Dafa's face turned deathly pale instantly, and even his calves began to cramp uncontrollably.

Liang Tiejun slapped his thigh and let out a desperate curse: "Damn it!"

Liang Tiejun snatched a flashlight from the person next to him and, like a mad ox, rushed headlong towards the staff and family compound.

"quick!"

"Stop them!"

"Don't let them cause a death!"