Handong: Sha Li wants political achievements? I'll shut down the entire province.

The dilapidated Santana bounced wildly on the bumpy asphalt road.

The chassis made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, as if it might fall apart at any moment.

The carriage was deathly still; even breathing sounded harsh.

Sha Ruijin gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning a ghastly white.

Li Dakang, sitting in the back row, huddled up in a ball, his face ashen, looking like a wilted eggplant that had just been hit by frost.

He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

The dignified Party Secretary of Jingzhou City had to ride in a security guard's beat-up car to apologize to a businessman!

Suddenly, the car radio emitted a piercing electrical crackling sound.

Immediately afterwards, the excited voice of the morning news anchor rang out in the narrow carriage.

"This station is urgently broadcasting an exclusive breaking news report!"

"This very morning, a massive criminal gang that had been entrenched in the southern part of our city for many years was completely wiped out!"

Sha Ruijin's brow twitched suddenly, and he almost stepped on the gas pedal.

Li Dakang suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"The ringleader, Scarface Wang, and his more than 300 core members have all been apprehended."

"Currently, these more than 300 suspects are being held with their hands tied behind their backs, neatly arranged in the square outside the Municipal Public Security Bureau!"

Secretary Bai, sitting in the passenger seat, gasped.

He frantically pulled out his incessantly vibrating phone from his pocket.

As soon as the screen lit up, countless pop-up notifications flew out like snowflakes.

"Secretary Sha, Mayor Li! Something terrible has happened!"

Secretary Bai's voice trembled like a leaf as she shoved her phone screen directly between the two people in the front row.

The video plays automatically on the screen.

In the drizzling, cold rain, more than three hundred thugs wearing only underwear knelt at the entrance of the municipal police station.

Neatly arranged, like rows of maggots waiting to be slaughtered.

Wang Daoba's face, swollen like a purple eggplant, was given a close-up, with a sign hanging around his neck.

"Outlaws break into private enterprises at night."

A bright silver USB drive was prominently displayed next to it.

"Who...who did this?" Li Dakang's lips trembled, and his forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat.

Secretary Bai swallowed hard and opened the comment section of the trending topic.

"It was the Lingxiao Consortium's security team that did it! It's all over the internet!"

His voice cracked as he read the comments.

"Netizens say that last night these thugs went to vandalize Lingxiao's logistics park, but were physically exterminated by 500 security guards in three minutes!"

"Three minutes? More than three hundred people?" Sha Ruijin slammed on the brakes, and the car pulled over to the side of the road.

He snatched the phone and stared intently at the glaring comments.

"The city police can't afford gas for their cars, the officers are starving inside, while the security guards, the god of wealth, are out cracking down on organized crime!"

"If Zhao Donglai can't make it, he should just go home and sell sweet potatoes! He can't even make it onto the street!"

"It has to be Master Yan! The mess that the authorities don't care about, the Lingxiao Consortium takes care of! He's the true guardian of Handong!"

Looking at the words "Guardian Deity," Sha Ruijin felt as if a sledgehammer had struck his chest.

He was breathing heavily, and his eyes finally revealed an undisguised terror.

Yan Qingfeng drained the economic lifeline of Handong; this was only the first step.

Now, he has even taken over the "law enforcement power" and "public support" that the authorities are so proud of!

This is not just a slap in the face, it's uprooting the foundation of the Handong Provincial Committee!

Meanwhile, in the office of the director of the Jingzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Zhao Donglai's eyes were bloodshot, like a furious bull trapped in a cage.

On the desk lay the silver USB drive that had been taken from Wang Daoba's neck.

The computer screen emitted a faint blue light.

The folders inside were categorized and arranged a hundred times more clearly than the case files of the criminal investigation team.

"Director Zhao, how should we classify this case?"

Police Captain Kobayashi stood to the side, staring at the irrefutable evidence on the screen, swallowing hard.

"Extortionate recordings, usurious loan contracts with hidden clauses, high-definition surveillance footage of disorderly conduct..."

Xiaolin's voice was shaky, and his eyes showed a shock as if he had seen a ghost.

"They even have bank statements showing which establishments Wang Scarface worked for over the past three years and how much illicit money he received!"

He picked up a printed bill, his hands trembling.

"The chain of evidence is perfectly closed; even with zero confessions, they managed to send all three hundred people to work as sewing machines!"

Zhao Donglai slammed his hand on the table, causing the water glass to overturn.

"Classify it? They've already marked the legal provisions for you, what do you need to classify it for!"

He grabbed a document from the table and slammed it into Kobayashi's arms.

"Look at this! The Legal Department of Lingxiao sent a 'Self-Defense Disclaimer' to the bureau this morning!"

Zhao Donglai pointed at the bright red official seal on the document, his eyes twitching violently.

"Thirty cameras filmed the entire incident without any blind spots! The other party illegally entered with weapons; they were simply acting in legitimate self-defense!"

"They won't have to pay a single penny for medical expenses, and they might even sue Wang Daoba for emotional distress!"

Xiao Lin held the documents, hesitated for a long time, and finally blurted out a very true statement.

"Director Zhao, shall we... just arrest them and close the case?"

This is equivalent to receiving a tremendous second-class merit award from the sky, which landed squarely on the head of the municipal bureau.

"Is this what you call closing a case? This is called feeding someone! This is called charity!"

Zhao Donglai ripped open the collar of his police uniform and paced back and forth in the room in a fit of rage.

"Our police cars are out of gas and can't respond to calls, so we have to rely on a private company's security team to clean up our mess!"

"Go to the main gate and listen to what the onlookers are saying about us!"

Outside the window, the sound of rain mixed with the laughter of the crowd scraped at Zhao Donglai's eardrums like a knife.

"These policemen are only fit to guard doors."

"Exactly, if something really happens, we'll have to rely on Ling Xiao's special security detail!"

The crowd's discussions were not loud, but every word they uttered was scathing.

Zhao Donglai stopped in his tracks, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

He had never suffered such a humiliation in his life.

But looking at the perfect evidence on the screen, he didn't even have the right to refuse.

If the person is released, the entire city's residents will wear down the threshold of the Public Security Bureau.

"Go, tell the brothers to take them all to the detention center."

Zhao Donglai gritted his teeth and swallowed his words, squeezing them out through clenched teeth.

"We have to swallow this humiliation! We'll issue a notice on the city bureau's official WeChat account saying... 'Police-enterprise cooperation to build a safe environment!'"

Xiaolin tucked his tail between his legs and ran away.

Zhao Donglai slumped into his office chair, rubbing his temples in frustration, feeling as if the world in Handong had completely changed.

The old Santana started up again and crawled along towards Lingxiao Manor.

The air pressure inside the car was so low that you could wring water out of it.

Li Dakang leaned against the car window, watching the citizens on the roadside applauding and cheering for the Lingxiao Consortium.

He was completely deflated, his eyes glazed over.

"Secretary Sha, the people's hearts... the people's hearts have fallen."

Li Dakang's voice was hoarse, as if he were pronouncing his own death sentence.

Sha Ruijin didn't answer, but stared intently at the road ahead, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

Meanwhile, in the Secretary's office of the Discipline Inspection Commission building in Handong Province.

The heating is on full blast.

Tian Guofu, dressed in a gray-black Zhongshan suit, leaned comfortably on the sofa, holding a thermos.

The large television on the opposite wall was playing a loop of footage of Wang Daoba and others being dumped at the entrance of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Tian Guofu's triangular eyes, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, narrowed slightly.

He blew on the steam rising from the rim of the cup, took a small sip of tea, and a sinister smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Sha Ruijin and Li Dakang, those two good-for-nothings, have been completely ruined by Yan Qingfeng."

He muttered to himself in the empty office, his tone devoid of sympathy, filled only with calculation.

The television footage switched to an aerial shot of 500 Lingxiao security guards lined up in neat formation.

That chilling aura was enough to send shivers down your spine, even through the screen.

Tian Guofu put down his teacup, walked to the television, and gently tapped the screen with his withered fingers.

"Young people are just young; they act too recklessly and inevitably reveal their flaws."

The wrinkles on his face were knitted together, like a venomous snake that had spotted its prey.

"Five hundred veterans, all in uniform and carrying riot gear, crippled three hundred of them in one night."

Tian Guofu snorted coldly, turned around and walked to his desk, picking up the red secure phone.

"This is no longer a legitimate act of self-defense."

He dialed an internal number, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty glint.

"With such a large armed force entrenched in Jingzhou, with a little packaging, it could easily become a criminal organization!"

The call was quickly answered, and a respectful voice came from the director of the First Supervision Office of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

"Secretary Tian, ​​what are your instructions?"

Tian Guofu adjusted his glasses, his tone carrying a chilling air of shrewdness and strategic brilliance.

"Go and invite Team Leader Qi from Beijing to my office for tea."

He paused, then his smile grew even more sinister.

"Sha Ruijin has become spineless and has to beg for help, but I, Tian Guofu, have not yet admitted defeat."

"Tell Team Leader Qi, I have a knife here that can cut through iron like mud; it can sever Yan Qingfeng's Achilles tendon!"