My Dongguan Love Story

I walked and smoked a cigarette, and soon I arrived at the factory gate.

A silver-gray bread cart was parked at the factory gate. I squinted and peered inside. I saw a thin man with a scar on his face sitting in the cart. He had a buzz cut. He noticed my gaze, turned around, and looked at me defiantly, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

I felt like I recognized this person, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him before.

"Chen Dazhuang, get in the car and come with me." The man with the buzz cut looked at me while smoking.

"Who are you?" I asked him, puzzled.

Seeing that I didn't recognize him, the man with the buzz cut laughed in exasperation: "We just fought a couple of days ago, and you've already forgotten me?"

Before I could react, he arrogantly said to me again:

"I'm from the Hunan gang. Li Qing and Tang Yan are in our hands. If you want them dead, come with me."

Are your sister-in-law and Tang Yan both in your hands?

I narrowed my eyes, revealing a cold glint.

It seems that Mr. Li's concerns yesterday were not unfounded. I had just rescued Li Chenghai when they kidnapped my cousin's wife and Tang Yan.

Is he using them to blackmail him?

If I go with them, I'll probably face a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire. I'll be at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board.

If I don't go? They might kill me. Even if they don't kill me, I'll probably lose an arm or a leg.

After thinking for a few seconds, I made up my mind.

I'll definitely go.

My cousin's wife and girlfriend were kidnapped by the Hunan gang. How could I stand idly by and be a coward?

Seeing that I didn't react, the man with the buzz cut snorted and threw the cigarette butt in his hand at me.

"Hey, what are you staring at!"

I saw the cigarette butt, still glowing, rushing towards me. I quickly moved aside to dodge it, then strode towards the crew-cut man, my right hand forming a palm, and slammed down towards his face.

Bang~

A slap landed hard on his face, the force so great that his head slammed backward, hitting the car door with a dull thud.

A red mark remained on his face.

The man with the buzz cut was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. His bewildered expression gradually turned red and then furious.

"You, you actually dared to hit me."

That made me laugh in anger. Why wouldn't I dare hit you? Damn it, you kidnapped my woman to threaten me, I wish I could beat you to death.

Thinking of this, I was so angry that I slapped myself twice more.

While slapping you, he shouted sternly, "What's wrong with slapping you? What's wrong with slapping you?"

Now I remember, this guy with the buzz cut was one of the thugs who guarded Li Chenghai when we rescued him last time.

Moreover, he had previously caused trouble in a private room at Jinlong Villa with Xiao Ze.

Damn it, this bastard keeps picking on me.

They still dare to throw cigarette butts at me? Are they tired of living?

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me!" The man with the buzz cut frantically waved his hands, trying to stop me from slapping him.

He was a little dazed from being slapped, leaning against the car door, looking at me with fear in his eyes.

I was secretly afraid; this script was going in a different direction than before.

In the past, whenever someone was kidnapped and the kidnapper came to the person in charge, the person in charge would bow and scrape, putting on an extremely humble posture, as if they wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the kidnapper to beg for their release.

He not only beat and kicked the person indiscriminately, but he could even extort money from them beforehand. Therefore, jobs like bringing the person there or away are highly sought-after and lucrative.

I came here today to find Chen Dazhuang, mainly to kick him a few times to vent my anger. And maybe extort some money from him as well.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he met Chen Dazhuang, Chen Dazhuang slapped himself several times without saying a word.

He felt his face was swollen from the beating, and he glared at me in pain.

"You, you dare hit me? Aren't you afraid Brother Nan will beat your girlfriend to death?"

When he brought up the matter of kidnapping my girlfriend, I got so angry that I slapped him again. As I slapped him, I yelled:

"Do you think you'll let my girlfriend go if I don't hit you? Huh?"

The man with the buzz cut was speechless. Yes, even if I tried to please him, they wouldn't let me and Tang Yan off the hook.

Since that's the case, why should I be polite to this scumbag? I'll vent my anger on him first, and then I'll go and meet that Brother Nan later.

After beating up the crew-cut guy for a while, I finally stopped. Remembering the important matter, I coldly reprimanded him:

"Wait here for me a moment."

It was satisfying to beat up the man with the buzz cut, but he still had to go with him to rescue his cousin's wife and Tang Yan. But before they went, they needed to make some preparations.

After I finished speaking, I turned around and went into the factory.

"Hey, you..." The man with the buzz cut looked at me in fear as I turned to leave, but when I turned back, he shrank back even further.

I was thinking to myself, should I go and ask for help from outside to go with him?

Want to bring more people?

No, Brother Nan only said he would bring him alone.

Thinking of this, the crew-cut man quickly shouted:

"Brother Nan said that only you can come, or he'll kill the hostage."

As I listened to his words, my eyes narrowed, and I turned around to glare at him fiercely.

He snapped at him, "You wait here, I'll be there after I've finished giving my instructions."

I walked into the factory, thinking to myself that going alone this time would likely be very dangerous.

But there's nothing we can do but prepare.

Instead of going to the marketing department, I headed towards the dormitory building.

When I moved to this dormitory building, I left all my luggage here.

He opened a snakeskin bag and took out a belt.

The belt had seven knots, originally used to hold throwing knives.

Because trains check metal objects, knives are not allowed. So before I left Sichuan, I sharpened several wooden knives.

At this moment, five earthen-yellow wooden swords were quietly inserted into the belt.

I've loved martial arts since I was a child. When I was young, I heard that there was an old man in the mountains who was skilled in martial arts and could use weapons like sticks. By chance, I became his apprentice.

Later, I learned that my master had worked as a guerrilla fighter in the mountains when he was young, making a living as a laborer.

His throwing knives were incredibly fast and unpredictable, hitting their target every time.

So in addition to practicing martial arts diligently with his master, he also learned the skill of throwing knives.

I thought I wouldn't need to use throwing knives since I came to Dongguan to work. I never expected I'd have to use them today.

Looking at the wooden swords, I pondered for a moment and felt that the wooden swords were not powerful enough. Once the distance between us and the enemy was too far, we would not be able to effectively strike them.

After thinking about it, I decided to go to the cafeteria to see if they had any small knives like fruit knives.

It was close to noon, and the canteen was preparing food. When they saw me coming, they all told me to leave and not to disturb them.

I spent two hundred yuan to buy three small fruit knives, which fit perfectly into the buckle of my belt.

So I wrapped the belt around my waist and used the hem of my clothes to cover it. Only after I was ready did I leave the factory.

The man with the buzz cut was clutching his swollen cheek, in great pain in the car. When he saw me approaching, he instinctively shrank back.

I sat down in the back seat and called out to him, "Let's go, drive!"

The man with the buzz cut covered his face. When I spoke, he looked up at me in fear, wanting to say something harsh but afraid I would beat him up.

So, holding his anger in, he started the car, thinking to himself that once they got to the base camp, he would definitely tear Chen Dazhuang to pieces to vent his anger.