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

"Where are you going?"

Old Hei held the shovel upside down, his heavy work boots stomping on the mud, the sound like footsteps on one's heart.

"We still have one score to settle."

Wang Guowei lay in the mud, listening to the screeching sound of the shovel tip scraping against the cement, and felt a chill run up his spine and straight to the top of his head.

He turned his head stiffly.

Old Hei had already walked up behind him.

There was no anger or ferocity on that dark, rough face; instead, it was eerily calm.

Wang Guowei's lips trembled violently, and his upper and lower teeth chattered uncontrollably.

"Black...Brother Black."

He desperately tilted his mud- and blood-smeared face upwards, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Everything that happened before was a misunderstanding. Erzhuzi being beaten had nothing to do with me! It was all those bastards down there who made the decision on their own! I really didn't know!"

Old Hei didn't even blink as he slowly raised the shovel.

This utterly still silence caused the fear in Wang Guowei's heart to explode instantly.

"It might...it might have something to do with me! But I really know I was wrong!"

Wang Guowei howled incoherently, his face smeared with tears, snot, and mud: "It's all my fault! I'll give you whatever you want from now on, I'll pay for Erzhuzi's medical expenses, and I'll have the canteen give the brothers extra meat every meal! Brother Hei, please..."

"It's too late."

Old Hei slowly gripped the wooden handle of the shovel with his two rough, large hands, and lifted the shovel blade, which was covered in blood and mud, little by little.

The raw iron shovel blade, stained with dark red blood, gleamed with a chilling light under the gloomy sky.

Looking at that expressionless, dark face, Wang Guowei finally understood that the person in front of him had not been trying to scare him at all.

Old Black was really prepared to kill him.

In a fit of extreme fear, Wang Guowei suddenly turned his head and saw Gao Wenbin standing not far away.

Like a drowning man who has found the last piece of driftwood, he scrambles and rolls across the muddy ground, rushing towards it like a madman.

"Director Gao!"

Wang Guowei grabbed Gao Wenbin's mud-covered calves tightly.

"Help me! Please help me!"

His two filthy hands gripped the hem of his gray overcoat tightly, and the foul-smelling mud wafted into Gao Wenbin's nostrils in the cold wind.

Gao Wenbin's facial muscles twitched violently, his stomach churning, and he raised his leg to kick him away: "Let go!"

"Director Gao, you can't just abandon me!"

Wang Guowei had completely lost his mind. Instead of letting go, he cried and hugged her even tighter: "Everything I've done these past two weeks was for you!"

"I've been keeping an eye on those people in Kaoshantun because you want to incite them to riot and strike so you can use that opportunity to fire them all and completely eliminate any dissidents in the factory!"

Gao Wenbin's pupils suddenly contracted.

The gazes of hundreds of workers around them, like countless cold searchlights, instantly converged on them.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Terrified, Gao Wenbin kicked Wang Guowei hard in the shoulder, roaring furiously, "If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

"It's you! Don't even think about clearing your name!"

Desperate to survive, Wang Guowei had completely lost his mind, relentlessly attacking Gao Wenbin like a vicious dog: "You were the one who approached me! You said that if I cooperated with you to bring down Liang Tiejun and Zhao Shanhe, and amplify the aftermath of this matter, you would promote me to head of the security department!"

He lay prone in the mud, yelling in a hoarse voice, loud enough for hundreds of workers nearby to hear clearly: "The canteen isn't giving us food, the water room isn't letting us get water, it's all because of you, Gao Wenbin, who gave the orders!"

"And today! Today, the security team beat people with iron bars, and you secretly approved of that too! You said that as long as there was blood, and things got out of hand, we could just label them a rioter and uproot them!"

The surroundings were deathly silent, with only hundreds of pairs of eyes burning ever brighter and seemingly ready to devour someone, all fixed on Gao Wenbin's deathly pale face.

Gao Wenbin felt ice-cold all over, and his legs were so weak that he could barely stand.

Wang Guowei rolled over and kowtowed repeatedly towards Lao Hei like a maggot, sending mud flying everywhere.

"Blackie! My dear grandfather! My ancestor!"

"I'm just a dog in Gao Wenbin's hands! He threw me the bone, and he told me to bite people!"

Wang Guowei burst into tears, suddenly raising his hand and pointing fiercely at Gao Wenbin, whose face was deathly pale: "The grievance has its source, the debt has its debtor! Go and smash this rotten-ass bastard to death with a shovel! Please, spare me...!"

"Bang!"

A muffled thud that sent chills down your spine.

Before Wang Guowei could even scream, he collapsed limply into the dirty puddle like a boneless lump of mud, completely unconscious.

Blood gushed out from his forehead instantly.

Dark red blood mixed with foul-smelling mud spread rapidly, a horrifying sight.

"Murder!"

Someone on the periphery of the crowd exclaimed, and the hundreds of workers who had been watching the spectacle scattered instantly.

Gao Wenbin's pupils contracted sharply from the shock of the bloody scene.

He stared intently at the glaring red and white substance in the mud pit, his throat gurgling like a leaky bellows: "Blood...blood! You dare...killed someone! You...you're insane!"

Old Hei slowly pulled out the blood-stained shovel.

The heavy work boots made a chilling squelching sound as they stepped into the mud mixed with blood.

He stepped past Wang Guowei, who was like a dead dog, and approached Gao Wenbin step by step.

Looking at that calm, dark face, as if it were the King of Hell, Gao Wenbin completely broke down.

His legs went weak like noodles, and he collapsed to the ground, desperately trying to pull himself back by pushing against the mud with his hands. His trembling, purple lips screamed, "What...what do you want to do!"

"What are you doing?"

Old Hei smirked, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, his voice chillingly still: "Murder. You rotten-to-the-bone beast, I'll send you down today."

"Are you insane! You dare to kill a government official in front of hundreds of people in the entire factory!"

The shadow of death drove Gao Wenbin to a final, hysterical outburst: "Kill me, and you'll die too! The police will definitely execute you; you won't live!"

"I never intended to go back alive."

Old Hei flicked his wrist, and the bloodied shovel blade struck the cement ground with a crisp, sharp sound.

He stared intently at Gao Wenbin's bloodless face: "From noon today, when I saw Erzhuzi being carried back to the old boiler room covered in blood, I had already made up my mind."

"I'll kill you and Wang Guowei, those two beasts, today, and I won't run away anywhere."

"I'll turn myself in at the police station later."

"If you deserve to go to jail, go to jail; if you deserve to be executed, go to execution; if you deserve to pay with your life, I'll give you my life."

Upon hearing this, Gao Wenbin turned pale.

A truly bottomless chill and despair welled up in my heart.

Gao Wenbin's mind was buzzing, completely blank.

He didn't even know how to refute it. His legs kicked and pulled back aimlessly in the mud, and he could only nervously mutter a few words: "Crazy! Crazy... You're fucking crazy..."

Upon hearing this, the monkey standing behind and several men from Kaoshantun instantly had tears welling up in their eyes.

"Brother Hei! We'll die together, you can't bear this alone!"

The monkey suddenly lunged forward, reaching out to snatch the shovel from his hand.

Old Hei suddenly turned around and used his broad palm to firmly press against the monkey's chest.

"If you're a brother, don't stop me."

Old Hei shook his head: "Big Brother Niu left for us before, now it's my turn. Listen carefully, after this matter is settled today, all the brothers will go back to Kaoshantun and live a good life."

He patted the monkey on the shoulder: "If you ever think of me during holidays, just come to my grave and pour me some wine."

At this point, Lao Hei paused for a moment: "By the way, when Brother Shanhe comes back, tell him to take good care of my family for me."

The moment the words fell.

Old Hei suddenly turned around without hesitation, gripped the wooden handle of the shovel tightly with both hands, and raised the raw iron shovel blade, stained with Wang Guowei's blood, high above his head.

Accompanied by Gao Wenbin's desperate, almost distorted screams.

Old Hei aimed at his head and swung it down hard.