"Hmm, find something to do!"

The three huddled together, whispering secretly.

At this time, several elders from Changlin Factory came over, looking very annoyed. A few days ago, they had been tricked by Liu Jianguo, which nearly caused a fallout with Lin Chuan and his group. They didn't expect that in just a few days, those who had moved out would come back to cause trouble.

"What are you trying to do!" The old man with the walking stick glared angrily at them.

"You blind old fool, can't you see what we're doing?" the lead stout and dark-skinned man cursed loudly: "Can't you see we're defending our rights!"

"You're not from Changlin Factory at all." Uncle Zhou glared back fiercely, saying: "I've lived in the factory for decades, I know everyone, but you people, I don't recognize. Who sent you to make trouble here? It's not Liu Jianguo again, is it?"

"Old man, seems like you're about to be buried, getting blind in your old age?" the stout man cursed.

"Haha…" The crowd behind burst into laughter.

"Scumbags!" Uncle Zhou was furious, swaying as he raised his walking stick and smashed it toward the stout man.

The stout man was not afraid of an old man. He grabbed the stick and gave a fierce push.

"Aiyo..."

Uncle Zhou immediately fell backward, his head hitting the concrete ground hard. He quickly became unresponsive.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou!" Several middle-aged men quickly rushed over.

The younger generation from the factory burst out, yelling, "Is there no law anymore, attacking an old man like this?"

"Fuck, who dares to stop us from defending our rights!" the lead stout man roared: "Attack!"

"Fight them!" A swarm of people rushed forward.

Initially, the young and male residents of Changlin Factory stood their ground, but the aggressors were too brutal and were hiding weapons. The knives were sharp, and several young men were slashed, bleeding profusely. Everyone fears blood. Particularly the docile residents of Changlin Factory. Seeing this scene, they scattered and fled.

"Attack!" The stout man had already grasped Bai Yifan's intention. It didn't matter if things got out of hand, it might even be better if a few lives were lost.

So, this group acted viciously. And those who were just protesting or showing force now joined into this brutal fight. These people didn't care about their own lives or the consequences of this event. The reason they joined the fight was entirely due to herd mentality. Coupled with the pent-up anger in their hearts and envy toward the residents who had received the new compensation, they vented all their anger on these residents.

In an instant, everyone was in a frenzy.

Under the leadership of a few burly men, the mob savagely joined the pillaging ranks.

The burly men were not afraid of escalating the situation. They hit and robbed whoever they encountered. The lead dark-skinned burly man even threw a bucket of gasoline on a shack, then flicked his cigarette butt towards it.

Boom...

Instantly, flames soared up. The family ran out of the shack in panic.

"It's on fire, it's on fire!" the female homeowner shouted.

"Bastards, you dare to burn down my house, I'll fight you!" The male homeowner was furious, rushing towards them.

The dark-skinned burly man didn't care at all, contemptuously saying: "You think you can stop me?"

The male homeowner was under 1.7 meters tall, while the aggressor was well over 1.85 meters. The difference in height alone made it impossible for the homeowner to win. Moreover, the attacker was muscular and held an iron rod in his hand.

Thump...

The dark-skinned man swung the iron rod in his hand and smashed it down hard.

With that strike, the homeowner was left dizzy and staggering a few steps backward, eventually falling to the ground. The female homeowner rushed over, screaming: "I'll fight you to the death!"

The female homeowner, holding a kitchen knife, charged like a wild beast.

"Fuck!" The dark-skinned man cursed: "What the hell is with these people, one after another coming to die. I'll put an end to you!"

As he spoke, he swung the iron rod down.

Thud!

There was a dull sound as the rod struck the female homeowner's head. Without a chance to scream, she collapsed instantly and never got up again.

"Ah!" The male homeowner became frantic, struggling to stand up, crying: "Wife, wife!"

"Mommy, mommy!" Two children, three or four years old, were crying bitterly on the side.

The atmosphere at the scene turned rigid.

"Wife, don't die; wife, please don't die!" The male homeowner held his wife, crying out heartbreakingly.

The people at the scene all stopped, the man's heartrending cries awakening their conscience.

"Someone's dead, someone's died."

"Big brother, let's get out of here, someone's dead," the man beside him said urgently.

"Damn, what's a few dead people," the man with dark skin said disdainfully, "Things have to blow up big for them to have an effect."

"Big brother, that old man is dead too, and it's said his family will be here any minute. We should hurry up and leave. If people find out we're not from around here, then we'll be in even bigger trouble."

The burly man thought for a moment, felt his brother made sense, and immediately nodded, saying, "Alright, I'll take your advice."

Afterward, the group left the scene in a sorry state. The remaining mob that caused trouble in the factory became bewildered. They watched the old people and children wailing on the ground, and the fierce flames engulfing one house after another in the dry, hot summer, which further fueled the fire. In an instant, the entire block of houses was ablaze.

The pitiful cries of the elderly, the confusion of the children's wails, the desolate howling on the ground—all of it was unbearably tragic.

"What have we... what have we done?"

"It's over, we're done for. We've caused trouble."

"Let's go!"

As they said this, the group was about to leave.

At that moment, five or six golden cup vans and two transport vehicles roared in, immediately blocking the way of these people.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of Changlin Factory, Bai Yifan's white Mercedes slowly left the entrance of Changlin Factory, leaving behind a big mess for them.

Zhou Kai and his men jumped down from their vehicles, surrounding the troublemakers with over a hundred people.

"Zhou Kai, you're finally here," the factory residents came out one after another.

"What happened?" Zhou Kai asked sternly.

The scene was filled with wailing injured people. The attackers hadn't held back at all, hitting with sticks or slashing with knives regardless of gender or age, so many were seriously injured.

"They… it was them!" someone roared angrily: "This bunch of bastards caused trouble—they actually started smashing, looting, and injuring many residents in the factory, even setting fire to people's houses. Their crimes are unforgivable!"

"No… it wasn't us!" The group started shouting anxiously, saying, "This has nothing to do with us, we really didn't do it!"

"Hmph!" The residents of Changlin Factory had witnessed them murdering and setting fires, so naturally, they wouldn't easily forgive them. One of the young men, who was close to Zhou Kai, stepped forward and said, "Kai, they beat Uncle Zhou to death, and they killed Aunt Liu, look…"

Zhou Kai turned his head to look, Aunt Liu's husband was crying heartbreakingly, and their two young children, having witnessed their mother being killed, were also crying loudly beside him.

Zhou Kai's eyes turned red in an instant: "Damn it, you actually did something so inhumane. You deserve to die!"

"It really wasn't us, not us!"

"Someone… someone deliberately led us to do this; it truly has nothing to do with us!"

The group began to explain, their faces turning red with agitation.

"Lock them all up!" Zhou Kai cursed furiously.

Bee-woo, bee-woo…

At this moment, several police cars came screaming in. Zhang Wenhui and Song Xiaojia arrived on the scene with two teams, bringing over a dozen armed police.

"Zhou Kai, don't mess around!" Officer Song immediately reprimanded.

"Officer Song?" Zhou Kai glanced at Song Xiaojia and said, "Open your eyes and look at the crimes they have committed."

"If they are guilty, they must be handed over to the police," Song Xiaojia said urgently.

"No!" Zhou Kai shook his head, "Issues of Changlin Factory should be dealt with by Changlin Factory."

"Right!" the residents of the factory chorused, "We don't need the police interfering, let Zhou Kai and his men deal with it!"

Everyone knew that Zhou Kai had always sided with Changlin Factory, and if the case were handed over to the police, those with money and power would likely find ways to pay off their problems, eventually escaping the punishment they deserved. So, the factory residents started a collective outcry.

Suddenly, many people from Changlin Factory emerged, and almost all of them sided with Zhou Kai.

"This…" Song Xiaojia was in a tough spot and quickly turned her head to look at Zhang Wenhui beside her.

Although she was now the deputy director, she was clearly not as experienced as Zhang Wenhui in handling these types of issues. Thus, she could only seek help from Zhang Wenhui.

Zhang Wenhui was smoking on the side, taking a couple of deep drags before exhaling a puff of white smoke.

"Zhou Kai, where's Lin Chuan?" Zhang Wenhui asked.

"Brother Chuan's too busy!" Zhou Kai retorted.

Zhang Wenhui smiled and said, "Zhou Kai, I believe Lin Chuan definitely wouldn't want to escalate this situation."

"These people are too much," Zhou Kai roared, "Look at them, murder, arson, bullying the weak and disabled... committing all kinds of evils. If they don't die, then the heavens are truly blind."

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