Chapter 14 How Dare You Hit Me?
On a sparkling night sky, three vans rode the evening breeze and stopped on the road less than three hundred meters away from Su Family garbage dump.
The floral shirt guy got off the van without a mask, holding only his phone as he asked Lu Feng, "Big Brother, how should we do it? What kind of measures?"
"We don't have to kill them, but the worse we make it, the better," replied Lu Feng succinctly. "Since Su Family is willing to take the lead, let's make it extremely difficult for them. Take them down first, then we'll talk."
"Got it!" The floral shirt guy nodded.
Lu Feng hung up his phone and lazily continued playing mahjong with his colleagues from the company.
Some might wonder why a large company like Changqing has to resort to violence instead of using peaceful means to solve problems. The answer is not that difficult to understand. Even in peaceful times, there are still many large companies and groups that end up being thoroughly investigated and punished for their involvement in various criminal cases. Moreover, in the current chaotic era with the complex political situation of Dragon City, violence is often the quickest and most effective way to see profits. However, the cost and consequences could be high, and the outcomes could be catastrophic.
If Lu Feng did not act quickly against the workers, could the strike have ended in less than four days? Would the leading foreman have feared him? Although his methods were despicable and amoral, they were indeed effective in the short term!
Otherwise, if he had to negotiate with the workers and the four companies, when could the situation have been resolved? Li Hongze might have had the patience, but the newly-appointed Zheng Fu'an did not.
For someone like Lu Feng, who belonged to an organization like Changqing that operates under a certain level of authority, they were accustomed to using crude and simple ways to resolve disputes. "If you don't agree, I'll make sure you do. Whoever leads the way, I'll beat the hell out of him."
Su Family had always been challenging them, so they were bound to retaliate.
Therefore, The floral shirt guy and his team came, with three vans and more than ten thugs from unknown origins, destined to cause a bloody and brutal uproar tonight.
—---
Outside the garbage dump, the floral shirt guy put on a pair of knitted gloves and ordered expressionlessly, "Get your machetes ready."
More than ten thugs heard the command and pulled out shiny machetes and sharpened steel pipes from the car, quickly gathering together.
"Let's go!" The floral shirt guy led the way and quickly walked into the courtyard of the Su family's garbage dump.
At the same time, Su Miaomiao, the third sister, went into the main building to retrieve her personal belongings that she had left behind and was getting ready to go home.
In the lobby of the main building, Daxiong, who was on duty today, took the initiative to ask, "Sis...Sister...it's getting late, let me walk you home."
"You don't know how to drive, so what's the point of you walking me home?" Su Miaomiao laughed and replied, "Just stay on duty."
"It's...it's getting dark outside, you...you be careful," Daxiong had a stuttering problem, and when he saw Su Miaomiao, his stutter became even more severe. His face turned red when he spoke.
Su Miaomiao walked out with her belongings, and Daxiong followed her unconsciously, standing beside the car and cautioning her, "Drive...drive slowly, the streetlights are broken over here."
As they were talking, the floral shirt guy and more than ten people had already rushed in. A worker on night duty looked up and shouted, "What are you guys doing here?"
The floral shirt guy ignored him and continued to move forward. Meanwhile, the two men beside him directly brandished their weapons and rushed towards the side where the night shift worker was.
The worker realized something was amiss and ran away, shouting, "Someone's coming with machetes!"
"Baoge, she's from the Su family and Su Tiannan's sister," a hooligan hired by Changqing Company shouted, pointing at Su Miaomiao who was about to get in the car.
The floral shirt guy, known as Baoge, immediately ordered, "Cut her!"
At his command, more than ten people brandished their weapons and charged toward Su Miaomiao.
At this moment, Su Miaomiao had just pulled open the car door and hadn't even sat down yet. There was no way she could drive away now. So, she shouted at Daxiong, "Run! Get into the main building!"
Upon hearing the shouting, Daxiong immediately ran towards the main hall with his long legs. However, his body was too large and his height was over 1.9 meters, weighing at least 245 pounds. He ran clumsily and slowly.
The floral shirt guy and his gang rushed towards him, and one of them hit Daxiong on the back of his head with a steel pipe, "Mind your own business and squat down!"
Daxiong took the blow and looked around, seeing that the other ten or so people had caught up with him. He didn't dare to move and obediently squatted on the ground, "Don't... don't hit me... I don't have money to see a doctor."
Upon hearing this, the thug was dumbfounded. Who would say, "Don't hit me, I don't have money to see a doctor?"
"Fuck, he's an idiot!"
The group ignored Daxiong and quickly entered the Su family's main hall.
Inside the hall, seven night watchmen heard the shouting and rushed out. But seeing that the other side had so many people and all of them were armed, they became scared.
"Everyone, squat against the wall!" The floral shirt guy pointed his machete at the workers and shouted, then looked up and commanded, "Hack that girl, chop her hard!"
Their goal was not to harm the workers in Su's junkyard but to hurt the Su family's children, to scare and cripple them. Therefore, the floral shirt guy and his thugs only focused on Third Sister and rushed toward her.
The workers in the hall instinctively wanted to step forward and stop them, but when they saw the three thugs holding big machetes, they immediately obediently squatted on the ground without resistance.
"You're the leader, huh? I'll cut you up and let people beat your dad every day!" A man grabbed Third Sister's arm and raised his machete to strike.
Although Third Sister was not as strong as a man, she was not a pushover. She turned her head and bit his arm with all her might.
"Ah!" The thug screamed and kicked Third Sister down.
At the same time, the floral shirt guy rushed over, lifted his arm, and was about to swing his machete at Third Sister's face.
"Bang!"
At this critical moment, a duty chair at the entrance flew over and hit the floral shirt guy's back.
The floral shirt stumbled forward as it was hit, then suddenly turned around and saw Daxiong rushing in.
"Don't...don't hit a woman!" Daxiong stepped forward. He didn't dare to fight back when he was hit just now, but when Third Sister was hit, he ran over without even thinking.
"You stupid idiot, you dare to hit me with a brick?!" The floral shirt guy raised the machete and was about to jump and attack Daxiong.
Meanwhile, Su Tianyu, wearing a very thick military coat, ran down from the second floor. As he ran down, he saw Daxiong standing tall in the crowd, grabbing the registration table at the door with both hands and lifting it up directly.
This scene also stunned the floral shirt guy. Although the registration table used was not as heavy as a solid wood office desk, it was at least a table that was one and a half meters long and eighty centimeters wide. Daxiong lifted it up effortlessly as if he was carrying a bucket of water.
"You dare to hit me...?" The floral shirt guy was about to step back.
Daxiong stretched his body and, like a basketball player, slammed the table directly onto the floral shirt guy’s head.
"Bang!"
"Slam!"
With a muffled sound, the floral shirt guy fell directly to the ground.
"Third...Third Sister, run!" Da Xiong awkwardly swung the table and shouted.
"Slash, slash...!"
Daxiong was hit three times by the other party while shouting, but he didn't fall and continued to awkwardly swing the table.
Su Tianyu rushed downstairs, let Third Sister run past him, and blocked the stairway himself. His glasses were off his face at some point.
Chapter 14 How Dare You Hit Me?
On a sparkling night sky, three vans rode the evening breeze and stopped on the road less than three hundred meters away from Su Family garbage dump.
The floral shirt guy got off the van without a mask, holding only his phone as he asked Lu Feng, "Big Brother, how should we do it? What kind of measures?"
"We don't have to kill them, but the worse we make it, the better," replied Lu Feng succinctly. "Since Su Family is willing to take the lead, let's make it extremely difficult for them. Take them down first, then we'll talk."
"Got it!" The floral shirt guy nodded.
Lu Feng hung up his phone and lazily continued playing mahjong with his colleagues from the company.
Some might wonder why a large company like Changqing has to resort to violence instead of using peaceful means to solve problems. The answer is not that difficult to understand. Even in peaceful times, there are still many large companies and groups that end up being thoroughly investigated and punished for their involvement in various criminal cases. Moreover, in the current chaotic era with the complex political situation of Dragon City, violence is often the quickest and most effective way to see profits. However, the cost and consequences could be high, and the outcomes could be catastrophic.
If Lu Feng did not act quickly against the workers, could the strike have ended in less than four days? Would the leading foreman have feared him? Although his methods were despicable and amoral, they were indeed effective in the short term!
Otherwise, if he had to negotiate with the workers and the four companies, when could the situation have been resolved? Li Hongze might have had the patience, but the newly-appointed Zheng Fu'an did not.
For someone like Lu Feng, who belonged to an organization like Changqing that operates under a certain level of authority, they were accustomed to using crude and simple ways to resolve disputes. "If you don't agree, I'll make sure you do. Whoever leads the way, I'll beat the hell out of him."
Su Family had always been challenging them, so they were bound to retaliate.
Therefore, The floral shirt guy and his team came, with three vans and more than ten thugs from unknown origins, destined to cause a bloody and brutal uproar tonight.
—---
Outside the garbage dump, the floral shirt guy put on a pair of knitted gloves and ordered expressionlessly, "Get your machetes ready."
More than ten thugs heard the command and pulled out shiny machetes and sharpened steel pipes from the car, quickly gathering together.
"Let's go!" The floral shirt guy led the way and quickly walked into the courtyard of the Su family's garbage dump.
At the same time, Su Miaomiao, the third sister, went into the main building to retrieve her personal belongings that she had left behind and was getting ready to go home.
In the lobby of the main building, Daxiong, who was on duty today, took the initiative to ask, "Sis...Sister...it's getting late, let me walk you home."
"You don't know how to drive, so what's the point of you walking me home?" Su Miaomiao laughed and replied, "Just stay on duty."
"It's...it's getting dark outside, you...you be careful," Daxiong had a stuttering problem, and when he saw Su Miaomiao, his stutter became even more severe. His face turned red when he spoke.
Su Miaomiao walked out with her belongings, and Daxiong followed her unconsciously, standing beside the car and cautioning her, "Drive...drive slowly, the streetlights are broken over here."
As they were talking, the floral shirt guy and more than ten people had already rushed in. A worker on night duty looked up and shouted, "What are you guys doing here?"
The floral shirt guy ignored him and continued to move forward. Meanwhile, the two men beside him directly brandished their weapons and rushed towards the side where the night shift worker was.
The worker realized something was amiss and ran away, shouting, "Someone's coming with machetes!"
"Baoge, she's from the Su family and Su Tiannan's sister," a hooligan hired by Changqing Company shouted, pointing at Su Miaomiao who was about to get in the car.
The floral shirt guy, known as Baoge, immediately ordered, "Cut her!"
At his command, more than ten people brandished their weapons and charged toward Su Miaomiao.
At this moment, Su Miaomiao had just pulled open the car door and hadn't even sat down yet. There was no way she could drive away now. So, she shouted at Daxiong, "Run! Get into the main building!"
Upon hearing the shouting, Daxiong immediately ran towards the main hall with his long legs. However, his body was too large and his height was over 1.9 meters, weighing at least 245 pounds. He ran clumsily and slowly.
The floral shirt guy and his gang rushed towards him, and one of them hit Daxiong on the back of his head with a steel pipe, "Mind your own business and squat down!"
Daxiong took the blow and looked around, seeing that the other ten or so people had caught up with him. He didn't dare to move and obediently squatted on the ground, "Don't... don't hit me... I don't have money to see a doctor."
Upon hearing this, the thug was dumbfounded. Who would say, "Don't hit me, I don't have money to see a doctor?"
"Fuck, he's an idiot!"
The group ignored Daxiong and quickly entered the Su family's main hall.
Inside the hall, seven night watchmen heard the shouting and rushed out. But seeing that the other side had so many people and all of them were armed, they became scared.
"Everyone, squat against the wall!" The floral shirt guy pointed his machete at the workers and shouted, then looked up and commanded, "Hack that girl, chop her hard!"
Their goal was not to harm the workers in Su's junkyard but to hurt the Su family's children, to scare and cripple them. Therefore, the floral shirt guy and his thugs only focused on Third Sister and rushed toward her.
The workers in the hall instinctively wanted to step forward and stop them, but when they saw the three thugs holding big machetes, they immediately obediently squatted on the ground without resistance.
"You're the leader, huh? I'll cut you up and let people beat your dad every day!" A man grabbed Third Sister's arm and raised his machete to strike.
Although Third Sister was not as strong as a man, she was not a pushover. She turned her head and bit his arm with all her might.
"Ah!" The thug screamed and kicked Third Sister down.
At the same time, the floral shirt guy rushed over, lifted his arm, and was about to swing his machete at Third Sister's face.
"Bang!"
At this critical moment, a duty chair at the entrance flew over and hit the floral shirt guy's back.
The floral shirt stumbled forward as it was hit, then suddenly turned around and saw Daxiong rushing in.
"Don't...don't hit a woman!" Daxiong stepped forward. He didn't dare to fight back when he was hit just now, but when Third Sister was hit, he ran over without even thinking.
"You stupid idiot, you dare to hit me with a brick?!" The floral shirt guy raised the machete and was about to jump and attack Daxiong.
Meanwhile, Su Tianyu, wearing a very thick military coat, ran down from the second floor. As he ran down, he saw Daxiong standing tall in the crowd, grabbing the registration table at the door with both hands and lifting it up directly.
This scene also stunned the floral shirt guy. Although the registration table used was not as heavy as a solid wood office desk, it was at least a table that was one and a half meters long and eighty centimeters wide. Daxiong lifted it up effortlessly as if he was carrying a bucket of water.
"You dare to hit me...?" The floral shirt guy was about to step back.
Daxiong stretched his body and, like a basketball player, slammed the table directly onto the floral shirt guy’s head.
"Bang!"
"Slam!"
With a muffled sound, the floral shirt guy fell directly to the ground.
"Third...Third Sister, run!" Da Xiong awkwardly swung the table and shouted.
"Slash, slash...!"
Daxiong was hit three times by the other party while shouting, but he didn't fall and continued to awkwardly swing the table.
Su Tianyu rushed downstairs, let Third Sister run past him, and blocked the stairway himself. His glasses were off his face at some point.
