After receiving Zhan Feiyu's distress call, Du Yujia immediately felt the heavy pressure.

After contemplating for a moment, she clenched her teeth and turned to say: "Zhu Bufan, there are people causing trouble at our company's entrance, about more than 10 people. Can you handle it? If you can't, don't force yourself, I'll call Mr. Jin and others to come help."

Mr. Jin is the old man from the Zhan Family who is skilled in Martial Arts.

"What? Someone dares to cause trouble on my turf? Is it at the front or back door?" Zhu Bufan asked coldly.

"They have set up a roadblock 300 meters behind the back door, charging tolls and hindering our project from running normally. Let's go and talk to them..."

"These damn bastards, they actually dare to set up a toll at my doorstep! Damn!" Zhu Bufan burst out and started running.

"Zhu Bufan, don't be impulsive, wait for me..." Du Yujia hurriedly followed, but she was still wearing high heels, catching up to Zhu Bufan would be unlikely.

Watching Zhu Bufan's receding figure, Du Yujia murmured to herself: "I hope you don't let me down, kid!"

Du Yujia had Zhu Bufan come over to take the honorary presidency of Yi Family company, for him to "provide shelter" for her; in the birth of a new enterprise, clashes with various evil forces are inevitable, which requires a strong figure to stabilize the situation.

Otherwise, if we let that group of petty people run wild at the door, how can the company's development even start?

Zhu Bufan ran wildly and exited through the village's main gate, from afar he could see a group of people standing on the roadside, a large rope was stretched across the road, congesting a large number of vehicles, blocking the passage.

As Zhu Bufan sprinted to the intersection, he noticed a table with a scantily clad woman holding a bunch of "pass permits" in her hand, beside her sat a muscular bald man.

The vehicles on either side of the road were empty, the construction drivers had already evacuated. If the situation couldn't be resolved properly, then they would have to let the police come to mediate.

Of course, the police could temporarily dispel these hooligans, but after the police leave, they would likely come back to intercept again. If Du Yujia and others couldn't handle it, they would have to give up the construction.

Zhu Bufan walked up to the table with his hands in his pockets, greeted the bald man across the space: "Hey buddy, are you the one charging the road toll?"

"It's me!" The bald man stood up, swinging the machete in his hand, and retorted sharply: "I'm working for the people here, the money collected is for road repairs, kid either pay up or get lost! Keep talking and I'll break your dog legs!"

Indeed, quite arrogant. Zhu Bufan merely spoke one sentence and he immediately threatened to break Zhu Bufan's "dog legs."

Zhu Bufan nodded and said: "I've come to pay the toll fee. The many vehicles behind me all belong to our team, I'll pay for all of them together, any chance you could give a bit of a discount?"

"Er…" The bald man was slightly taken aback, then he looked up and counted the vehicles behind. He then said: "Alright, see you're quite sincere, there are a total of 12 vehicles behind, that's 1200 yuan in total, I'll charge you 1000 yuan, how about that?"

"Alright." While saying this, Zhu Bufan pulled out a stack of cash from his pocket, counted out 10 bills, and tossed them over to the bald man through the air.

Zhu Bufan's standing position was more than ten feet away from the desk, and the bald man couldn't reach the money. But since Zhu Bufan had taken out the money and offered it, the bald man didn't care much; without thinking, he stood up from his seat and walked toward Zhu Bufan.

As the bald man approached and reached out to take the money, at that moment, a fierce and ruthless gleam flashed in Zhu Bufan's eyes, and he fiercely slapped him across the face.

"Smack!" Zhu Bufan's move was swift as lightning. The bald man couldn't dodge in time and was heavily knocked to the ground by Zhu Bufan's powerful slap. The body tumbling on the ground was like a rolling stone, forcefully knocking the desks behind him onto the floor with his flesh and blood.

Seeing the situation turning sour, a group of lackeys immediately rushed over swinging steel pipes and machetes. Zhu Bufan then picked up a machete dropped by the bald man from the ground and fought against the gangsters.

The seven or eight people at the intersection were no match for Zhu Bufan in the slightest; in an instant, they were all taken down by him. Zhu Bufan was ruthless, beating the group so mercilessly that their screams of agony filled the air, begging for mercy continuously.

Du Yujia drove to the scene, and there the bald man, his eight lackeys, and that wind-stricken person, were all kneeling in a row on the ground. Each one of them was battered and in a pitiful state.

What are they doing? Paying money.

Weren't you guys extorting tolls here before? Good, very good. Then please hand over all the money you collected to me, and then pay me double as "compensation for loss." This is called tit-for-tat; when you were powerful, you took my toll money, now that you're powerless, it's your turn to pay the toll to me.

It's alright if you don't have money, just write an IOU and leave a family address; I'll come to collect later.

That's how arrogant and dashing I am.

Collecting money is just a small matter; the main thing is this "determination!"

With overwhelming force, Zhu Bufan broke through two roadblocks, injuring more than twenty local thugs, and finally resolved the roadblock issue completely, as the remaining two roadblocks were removed before Zhu Bufan even arrived.

Not enough, Zhu Bufan still found out the identities of those setting up the roadblocks through his channels, went alone, and managed to reclaim all the extorted fees.

Zhu Bufan's methods were astonishingly fierce; single-handedly taking on and defeating dozens of people at the scene, he made a name for himself and became a figure feared like a menacing beast by the locals. No one dared to provoke him.

Who are the local thugs? Er Gouzi and his gang? No! At most, Er Gou's group could only be considered small-time hooligans, and comparing them with "Zhu the Hero" is like comparing a minor witch to a great sorcerer.

This Zhu the Hero is the real boss, unmatched and sweeping through all under heaven.

Of course, the group that Zhu Bufan punished were all local thugs and troublemakers, without actions of oppressing the good and honest people, so there surprisingly was no backlash from the local residents. This vigorous dispute thus came to an end.

Du Yujia was quite satisfied with the outcome of this matter; due to the unique nature of the real estate industry, friction with various interest groups is inevitable, but during crises, it is necessary to have a powerful figure like Zhu Bufan who can stabilize the situation and save the day.

If the situation is unstable, where would the development and prosperity come from?

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