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

The air in the room seemed to be sucked out instantly.

Silence as death.

Zhang Dafa's expression froze completely, his mouth slightly open, like a duck whose neck had been suddenly grabbed, unable to utter a sound.

Wang Guowei, who was slumped in the corner, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes, which had been unfocused by fear, suddenly widened.

Sun Changgui is dead?

Liang Tiejun's face gradually darkened to an icy point.

"How did he die?"

The junior staff member kept his head down, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"I was stabbed with a knife; it pierced right through my heart."

"He was found by commuters in the most secluded old alley outside the factory. I heard he died a horrible death, his eyes were still open, he died with his eyes wide open..."

The junior officer swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "The city's public security bureau has received the report, and their car is already inside our factory!"

Zhang Dafa let out a strange sound like a broken bellows in his throat, and his legs suddenly went weak.

He grabbed the desk next to him tightly to keep from collapsing to the ground.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his back, sticking stickily to his undershirt.

"Dead..."

Zhang Dafa stared intently at the water stains on the ground, his eyes unfocused in disbelief, muttering to himself nervously.

"How could he die so quickly...?"

"It's over."

"It's completely over."

Zhang Dafa was completely bewildered, his mind a complete mess, utterly lost in extreme confusion and panic. His legs suddenly gave way, and he barely managed to stay upright by clinging to the desk next to him.

Just then, Wang Guowei, who was slumped in the corner, suddenly shivered and screamed like a dead dog whose tail had been stepped on.

"To silence them! It's definitely to silence them!"

"Old Scar's master is definitely afraid we'll find him, so he's silencing them one by one!"

Wang Guowei writhed wildly like a dying maggot, his face streaked with tears and snot: "First Sun Changgui, then Lao Ba, and now me! It's all over, all over!"

He struggled desperately, scrambling forward and grabbing Zhang Dafa's leg tightly.

"Uncle! I'm next!"

"You absolutely mustn't hand me over!"

Tears streamed down his face, his voice hoarse from crying: "I don't want to die! Uncle, think of my aunt, how heartbroken she would be if I died!"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Dafa's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, the veins on his forehead bulged like earthworms, and he let out a beast-like roar.

"How dare you mention your aunt!"

Zhang Dafa suddenly rushed forward, raised his heavy leather shoes, and kicked Wang Guowei hard in the stomach.

boom!

This kick carried Zhang Dafa's suppressed fear, despair, and rage to the extreme.

Wang Guowei instantly curled up like a shrimp, his sobs caught in his throat, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out a foul-smelling, yellowish liquid.

Zhang Dafa was still furious. He pointed at the mud on the ground, his fingers trembling like a leaf, and spittle flew everywhere.

"If it weren't for her, would I have needed to send a piece of trash like you to the Red Star Machinery Factory!"

"Do I need to follow you around all day, wiping up so many disgusting asses for you!"

"I don't need to lose my head because of you, you little bastard!"

The more Zhang Dafa cursed, the more aggrieved he felt. The fear in his eyes burned into a raging fire, and he raised his foot and kicked hard again.

"How the hell could I have been so blind as to marry her! I'll fucking kill you!"

Wang Guowei was beaten so badly that he rolled on the ground, clutching his head and howling pitifully for mercy.

Zhang Dafa, however, seemed to have gone completely mad, kicking him wildly on the shoulders and back with his big leather shoes.

"You beast!"

"Your whole family is my nemesis!"

"Why don't you just die! Go die right now!"

"Alright!"

Liang Tiejun suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Dafa's arm tightly as he was about to kick him down.

"Old Zhang, calm down!"

Even if you beat him to death right now, it wouldn't solve the current deadly mess!

Zhang Dafa was pulled back two steps by this brute force.

He abruptly shook off Liang Tiejun's hand, like a mad dog cornered on the edge of a cliff, turned and pointed his finger at Liang Tiejun's nose, his voice filled with hysterical despair.

"Old Liang, don't give me that nonsense!"

"The city police's security division officers are already blocking the main gate with guns! The lid has been lifted! We're completely finished!"

Tears mixed with cold sweat streamed down Zhang Dafa's face. His obese features were contorted with extreme fear as he roared irrationally at Liang Tiejun.

"I've said it before, let the factory be as rotten as it is! Why do you have to make trouble for it!"

"Why did you insist on bringing back that living devil Zhao Shanhe?!"

Zhang Dafa pointed outside the door, his fingers trembling like withered branches shaking in the wind: "Look at the mess he's made! He came back and started this bullshit reform, constantly robbing people of their jobs, pushing them to the brink of desperation!"

"If Zhao Shanhe hadn't pushed me to the brink, would Sun Changgui have hired someone? Would Liu San'er have fallen off the building and been smashed to pieces? Would I have gotten myself into this death row today?!"

Wang Guowei, slumped in the corner, was so frightened by his uncle's roar that he curled up into a ball and dared not move, only the sound of his teeth chattering could be heard.

Zhang Dafa's shouts grew more and more desperate. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped his own fat face hard across the face, his voice filled with despair and regret.

"I'm almost at the end..."

"If I can endure a few more years and retire comfortably, at least I can provide for my family in their old age."

"If I'd known this job would be so deadly, I would never have gotten involved in your mess!"

Zhang Dafa seemed to have all his strength drained away. His legs went weak, and he slumped into the old office chair, clutching his hair in anguish.

"Now it's all right."

"Two people are dead, one is lying down, the city police are coming to arrest him... We're definitely going to strip him of his uniform and send him to jail..."

"It's all over."

"Bang!"

Liang Tiejun slammed his hand heavily on the desk, causing the half-empty teapot on it to completely overturn, spilling tea and broken tea leaves all over the floor.

He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Dafa's sparse hair, and forcefully pulled the fat face covered in snot and tears from mid-air.

"Zhang Dafa, haven't you fucking had enough of howling?!"

Liang Tiejun's eyes were bloodshot, the blood vessels in them making him look like he wanted to devour someone, and his voice carried the fierceness of metal clashing together.

"If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up! If someone's going to lose their head, I'll be the first one to go; if someone's going to go to jail, I'll be the first one to go. What's it to you!"

Zhang Dafa's scalp ached from being pulled so hard. He stared blankly at the enraged Liang Tiejun, forgetting even to catch his breath.

Liang Tiejun gritted his white teeth and hurled the words at him one by one.

"You're right!"

"Zhao Shanhe was invited back by me, Liang Tiejun! I supported the reforms he implemented! Every single thing he did, every decision he made, was approved by me!"

"This is the path I chose, what does it have to do with you, you spineless coward!"

He abruptly released his grip and gave him a hard shove.

Zhang Dafa was slammed back onto the dilapidated office chair like a lump of rotten flesh. The chair let out a miserable scream as it slid half a meter away, carrying Zhang Dafa with it.

Liang Tiejun stared down at him, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust and contempt.

"He gets scared out of his wits when something happens, and all he knows is to shirk responsibility. He doesn't have the slightest bit of a man's sense of duty."

"Let me tell you the truth, Zhang Dafa, after working with you for so many years, I've never given you a second thought!"

Liang Tiejun grabbed the military overcoat from the coat rack, draped it over his broad shoulders, and slammed his thumb down on the safety of his sidearm.

He turned his head and stared intently at the junior clerk huddled by the door, his voice as cold and hard as iron.

"Where are those people from the Municipal Public Security Bureau now?"

The junior staff member swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"At the main gate!"

"The police have brought four jeeps and blocked the gate, intending to arrest Da Niu and his gang on the spot! Er Ga Zi is furious; both sides have drawn their guns and are now locked in a fierce standoff!"

Liang Tiejun nodded, a terrifying ferocity surging in his eyes.

He gave Zhang Dafa a cold glance at the chair.

"You just stay here in this room and be a coward."

"When the Municipal Bureau questions you, just tell them exactly what you said today! Tell them that you've always opposed me, and that it was all my doing, Liang Tiejun's, willful act!"

After saying that, Liang Tiejun yanked open the heavy wooden door, rushed out into the corridor against the cold wind that was pouring in, and left without looking back.

The door was wide open.

The cold wind scraped against Zhang Dafa's face like a knife.

He slumped in his chair, staring blankly at the empty door.

My head was buzzing.

Zhang Dafa had spent half his life in the factory. He was a sycophantic and shrewd old man who knew how to read people. How could he not understand human language?

Liang Tiejun kept calling people "trash" and saying "I look down on them," trying to distance himself from the situation.

This is taking all the blame for the death penalty upon himself!

This is forcibly drawing a safety line for Zhang Dafa!

As long as he stays in this room and shifts the blame onto Liang Tiejun, he can keep his job and collect his pension in peace.

Wang Guowei was still convulsing in the urine in the corner, groaning, "Don't kill me."

Zhang Dafa looked at his nephew, who was as useless as mud, and then at the wind and snow outside the door.

He suddenly felt a wave of nausea and vomiting in his stomach.

If he really cowers here today, Zhang Dafa will truly become a worthless piece of trash, worse than a dog, for the rest of his life.

"Fuck it..."

Zhang Dafa slapped himself hard across the face, forcefully wiping away the cold sweat and tears on his face.

He gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands and forcefully pulled his obese body up.

"Old Liang! Stop trying to act all high and mighty! You can't make all the decisions at Hongxing Machinery Factory all by yourself!"

Zhang Dafa gritted his teeth and let out a roar. He grabbed the heavy brass ashtray from the desk, dragged his trembling legs, and strode out into the snow-covered stairwell.