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

"stop!"

The loud shout rolled into the room from the end of the corridor like a thunderclap.

A series of chaotic footsteps suddenly crashed into the doorway.

Zhang Dafa and Liang Tiejun rushed in one after the other.

As soon as Zhang Dafa stepped across the threshold, his obese body instantly froze into a wooden block.

The door is broken.

The iron latch flew off and landed in the corner, the solid wood chair was shattered into pieces, and boiling water mixed with furnace ash was spilled everywhere.

His wife, Sun Guifen, slumped on the ground amidst shards of glass, her hair disheveled, trembling as if she had lost her soul.

Meanwhile, his good nephew Wang Guowei was being pinned against the wall by Da Niu, his face covered in blood.

Beside him, Erga Zi had already raised the triangular bloodletting knife above his head, its tip gleaming with a terrifying cold light, about to pierce Wang Guowei's neck.

"Erga Zi!"

Zhang Dafa's mind went blank for a moment, and he pounced on the attack like a mad bear.

He grabbed Erga's wrist tightly and roared until his voice split open.

"What the hell do you want?!"

"This is my home!"

"You kicked down my door, beat my wife, and even dared to use a knife in my house? Do you have any respect for the laws of the Hongxing Factory? Do you even respect me, the deputy factory director?!"

Ergazi's chest heaved violently, and his eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

He stared intently at Wang Guowei, the veins on his wrists bulging, and he stubbornly pressed down despite Zhang Dafa's strength.

With a dark expression, Liang Tiejun stepped forward, his large, iron-like hand gripping Ergazi's shoulder, and shouted angrily.

"Put the knife down!"

Erga Zi gritted his teeth, making a grinding sound, and stood frozen in place.

"I order you to put down the knife!" Liang Tiejun's voice carried an unyielding authority.

After a full few seconds, Ergazi seemed to be forcibly pulled back from his murderous intent, and his five fingers slowly loosened.

"Clang!"

The bleeding knife was smashed on the ground.

Zhang Dafa suddenly turned his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Da Niu, and his voice cracked.

"Da Niu! Let go of me!"

"What exactly do you want from me today?!"

Zhang Dafa was so angry that his whole body trembled. He pointed at Da Niu's nose and roared hysterically, "Do you have to kill someone else? Do you have to drag Zhao Shanhe down with you and make him come back to take the blame for all of you murderers? Only then will you be done!"

Upon hearing the name "Zhao Shanhe".

The fierce, reckless aura in Da Niu's eyes finally froze for a moment.

The thick, tree-trunk-like arm that had been gripping Wang Guowei's throat finally loosened its grip little by little.

"thump."

Without the iron grip, Wang Guowei was like a lump of mud, limply sliding to his knees amidst the broken glass.

He clutched his neck, which had been choked with a purplish-black bruise, with both hands, coughing and gagging violently, too weak to even get up again.

Da Niu didn't wipe the blood splattered on his face.

He glanced coldly at Wang Guowei on the ground from his superior position, then slowly raised his head to meet Zhang Dafa's fiery gaze.

His voice was flat and monotone, as deep as a piece of scrap iron thrown into deep water.

"He confessed."

Zhang Dafa laughed in anger, his chest heaving violently.

"Recruit my ass!"

"They broke down the door in the middle of the night, beat people to death, even put a knife to their throats. If I were in their shoes, I would have made wild accusations too!"

Hearing Zhang Dafa still desperately trying to protect him, Wang Guowei felt like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

His face was covered in blood, and he desperately stretched out his trembling hand towards Zhang Dafa, his cries becoming shrill and distorted.

"uncle!"

"Uncle! Please save me!"

"They're really going to kill me!"

"I really didn't mean to make things this big!"

The words just slipped out.

The tense atmosphere in the small shed instantly turned deathly silent.

The curse Zhang Dafa was about to utter got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter another word.

Liang Tiejun's eyes suddenly darkened.

Sun Guifen, who was slumped on the ground, closed her eyes in despair and curled up into a ball.

Zhang Dafa stiffly turned his neck and slowly looked at Wang Guowei.

"What...did you just say?"

Wang Guowei's expression froze instantly.

He finally realized that in his extreme panic, he had revealed everything again.

"Uncle...I...I didn't mean that..."

Zhang Dafa flung Ergaizi's hand away, strode to the wall, grabbed Wang Guowei's chin, and his voice was terribly hoarse.

"I'm asking you, what did you just say about 'making a big fuss'?"

Wang Guowei's lips trembled, his eyes darted around, and he didn't dare to look Zhang Dafa in the eye.

Da Niu suddenly grabbed his hair and slammed him hard against the wall.

"explain!"

Wang Guowei let out a miserable howl of pain.

This time, Zhang Dafa didn't stop him.

He just stared intently at the face that his family had protected for so many years, the last bit of hope in his eyes shattering bit by bit.

Erga Zi gritted his teeth, his voice sounding like it had been pulled out of an ice cave.

"Deputy Factory Director Zhang, ask him yourself!"

"Ask your good nephew who he went to the junkyard with tonight!"

"Ask him if he personally kicked the iron pillar!"

"Ask him how he managed to yell 'Search his waist!'"

"Ask him again about those two bastards he's talking about, Sun Changgui and Lao Ba, what the hell they are!"

Sun Changgui.

Upon hearing this name, the fat on Zhang Dafa's face twitched violently.

He was no stranger to him.

This is Sun Weidong's biological father, a malignant tumor in the old security department. After being kicked out by Zhao Shanhe, he spent his days cleaning toilets in the factory, full of resentment.

Just a moment ago, Zhang Dafa was filled with rage, but now he felt a chill run down his spine and straight to his head.

He slowly released his grip, his eyes gradually turning red.

"Wang Guowei".

"Look at me."

Wang Guowei kept his head down, refusing to look up no matter what.

Zhang Dafa suddenly grabbed his collar, pulled half of his body towards him, and roared.

"Was it you who led the men to ambush Zhao Tiezhu?!"

Wang Guowei has completely collapsed.

His tears, snot, and blood streamed down his face, and his cries echoed throughout the entire corridor.

"It's Sun Changgui!"

"It was all Sun Changgui's doing!"

"He's been holding a grudge! He said that with Zhao Shanhe gone, the Hongxing factory only has a few watchdogs left. If they snatch the keys, they can burn down Workshop No. 1, causing a huge accident, and Zhao Shanhe will be fired!"

"He also said that as soon as Zhao Shanhe falls from power, he might be reinstated, and the good days for his old security guards would be back!"

"Old Scar and his gang of vagrants were hired by him too!"

"Uncle, I really didn't kill him!"

"I kicked him twice, and I yelled, 'Search his waist!'"

"Who knew that Zhao Tiezhu, that idiot, would cling to the keys and refuse to let go!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp, loud slap.

Zhang Dafa swung his arm and slapped Wang Guowei hard across the face.

The slap was delivered with tremendous force, causing Wang Guowei's head to slam against the wall, and his bloody back teeth sprayed out.

Zhang Dafa's chest heaved violently as he pointed at him.

"You still dare to call him an idiot?"

"What was Zhao Tiezhu risking his life to protect? It was the hope for the transformation of our Hongxing Factory!"

"If you bastards really burn Workshop Number One down, you'll be the factory's eternal sinner!"

Zhang Dafa's eyes grew redder as he spoke, his voice became so hoarse it sounded like it was about to bleed, and his spittle sprayed all over Wang Guowei's face.

"That idiot Sun Changgui, whose brain is full of shit, is still dreaming of being reinstated?"

"Let me tell you plainly, the machines in Workshop No. 1 are the lifeblood of the Red Star Factory!"

"If the transformation fails and the factory collapses, all of us, including myself and thousands of others, will be wiped out and starve!"

Wang Guowei's vision went black from the slap, but when he heard "a sinner for all time" and the whole factory telling him to "get out," the fear deep in his bones exploded completely.

He finally realized the magnitude of the trouble he had caused.

This was a capital offense, so serious that even Zhang Dafa, the deputy factory director, couldn't cover it up.

Wang Guowei scrambled forward and grabbed Zhang Dafa's leg tightly, his tears and snot smearing all over Zhang Dafa's trousers, letting out a heart-wrenching wail like a pig being slaughtered.

"uncle!"

"Uncle, please save me!"

"I don't want to get shot, I don't want to go to jail, Uncle!"

Zhang Dafa lowered his head, staring intently at his nephew, whom he had protected since childhood but who had almost caused a major upheaval. The last trace of warmth in his eyes turned into utter despair and bone-chilling coldness.

He suddenly raised his leg and kicked Wang Guowei hard in the chest, knocking him to the ground like a broken sack.

"Get lost!"