A group of men under his command picked up their weapons and lunged at Lu Ming. In their minds, dealing with one person among dozens should be effortless.
Moreover, these dozens of people were armed, and some even had guns!
On the other hand, Lu Ming, who came alone and unarmed, how could he fight against so many?
In their eyes, the situation should have been one-sided.
But reality gave them a harsh lesson; sometimes, numbers aren't everything.
Lu Ming looked at the charging crowd and slowly retreated, striking back as he moved.
Lu Ming's movements weren't particularly fast, yet strangely, no one could touch a single hair on his head! Every attack they launched missed, and the person at the very front would be instantly taken down by Lu Ming with a single move.
Lu Ming retreated and fought, while the employees advanced and were beaten. In just over ten seconds, half of them were lying on the ground, unconscious.
At this pace, it wouldn't even take a minute before they were all down.
"How is this possible?" The factory director was startled. He had never seen such an incredible person before. "Good kid, you've got some skills. No wonder you dare to barge into my place unarmed and alone."
The factory director roared at his men, "Don't just stand there, shoot him!"
The director had already realized the seriousness of the situation. If the fight continued at this rate, they would surely come out on the losing end.
His subordinates dared not be careless.
One of them drew his pistol and aimed at Lu Ming. But just as he was about to fire, a 'whoosh' sound cut through the air, and a silver needle pierced his right wrist.
Instantly, an intense pain made him unable to hold onto the gun.
Clang, the gun fell to the ground.
Before the man could pick it up, Lu Ming had already closed the distance and struck him in the temple with his elbow, rendering him unconscious.
In a mere few dozen seconds, all the employees at the processing plant were defeated.
Lu Ming bent down, picked up the pistol from the ground, looked up at the factory director on the second floor, smiled slightly, and took the freight elevator up to the second floor, slowly closing in on the director.
At this moment, the director trembled with fear, pointing at Lu Ming and saying, "You, you don't mess around. This is a lawful society, and murder is punishable by death."
How laughable.
Someone like him dared to utter the words 'lawful society'.
Lu Ming raised his hand and placed the muzzle of the gun against the director's temple.
Without Lu Ming saying a word, the director was so scared that he wet himself and tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes.
The director cried, "Don't kill me, I know I was wrong. I'll never sell rotten meat again. Please, give me a way out."
Lu Ming looked at him and said, "A way out, I can give you one. You will go to the police station with me now and surrender, tell the police everything you know, and voluntarily become a witness."
At this point, he had no choice but to surrender.
If the director dared to utter even half a 'no', Lu Ming would shoot him dead!
"Okay, I promise. I'll go with you to surrender now."
Lu Ming nodded, put away the gun, and without even looking at the director, turned and walked downstairs, saying as he walked, "Follow me."
"Yes, I'll follow, I'll follow." The director quickly followed behind Lu Ming.
After leaving the processing plant and getting into the black sedan, Lu Ming received a call from the Dragon King.
The Dragon King gave Lu Ming some good news: the other two processing plants had also been wiped out, and their directors had been arrested.
Thus, all three of the Wu family's channels were now under control.
Lu Ming said to the Dragon King, "See you at the entrance of the Fog City police station in forty minutes."
"Yes!" The Dragon King agreed and hung up.
…
At the same time, in Fog City's commercial street, at the Circling Nightclub.
Wu Hao parked his beloved Panamera at the entrance and then happily led a group of his subordinates into the nightclub. As soon as they entered, the receptionists swarmed forward enthusiastically.
Wu Hao was a major patron of their establishment and had to be served with utmost care.
The receptionist said, "Boss Wu, your private room has been arranged, and the girls are also ready. Please, come this way."
"Mhm."
Wu Hao walked in with great pleasure.
He was in a good mood.
The business of the food distribution points had been booming in the past few days, and the Wu family had made a lot of money, a significant portion of which had ended up in Wu Hao's pockets.
Wu Lingxuan doted on her younger brother immensely and basically didn't interfere with Wu Hao taking money.
As long as her brother was happy, everything was fine.
With money in hand, he had to go somewhere to spend it!
Wu Hao brought his subordinates to the nightclub, not just to enjoy himself but to let his subordinates have fun too.
Little did he know that the moment Wu Hao entered the nightclub, he had already been targeted.
Jiang Mengxin!
She had deployed her forces two hours in advance. The net was already cast, and she was waiting for Wu Hao to walk right into it.
Her efforts had paid off, and she had indeed found her prey.
Room 404.
The receptionist opened the door to the private room, "Boss Wu, please."
Wu Hao walked in with a beaming smile. As soon as he entered, he saw ten graceful and alluring girls standing in a row. They bowed to him in unison and said, "Hello, Boss Wu."
"Hahahaha, good, good, good. All is well." Wu Hao's eyes crinkled with his smile.
However…
Wu Hao didn't rush to sit down but scanned the room.
"Hmm?"
After looking around, Wu Hao frowned.
He beckoned to the receptionist and said, "What's going on? Why isn't Yao'er here?"
The receptionist's face paled slightly and said, "Yao'er had some matters to attend to and couldn't come."
Matters to attend to?
What matters?
Wu Hao asked, "What, is Yao'er on her period, or is she sick?"
The receptionist shook her head, "Neither. It's just that before you arrived, Boss Wu, someone took a fancy to Yao'er and spent a lot of money to have her accompany him for drinks. Yao'er is in another room right now, so… she can't come for the moment."
As soon as these words were spoken, the temperature in the room instantly dropped to freezing point.
Everyone knew that Yao'er was the girl Wu Hao favored the most. Every month, Wu Hao would pay the nightclub a substantial amount of money to essentially 'book' Yao'er, forbidding her from accompanying other guests.
And now, not only had Yao'er accompanied another guest, but it was happening right in front of Wu Hao!
Wasn't this equivalent to publicly slapping Wu Hao in the face and cuckolding him? This was utterly outrageous!
"Bastard!!!"
Wu Hao roared and kicked over the table in the room.
The receptionist cowered, lowering her head and trembling, "Boss Wu, please don't be angry. It's really not our fault. Yao'er didn't want to go either, but that customer was too overbearing. That customer not only had money but also brought a group of thugs. We really couldn't afford to offend him, so… alas, we were helpless."
Helpless?
Heh!
Wu Hao snorted and said, "What's that bastard's room number? Take me there."
The receptionist quickly tried to stop him, "Boss Wu, please calm your anger. Don't cause trouble. If you go over there like this, you'll end up fighting him. If something were to happen to you, how would we explain it to the Living Bodhisattva?"
These words implied that Wu Hao was incapable and would surely be beaten to death.
A man's greatest fear is being looked down upon.
"You're looking for death!"
Wu Hao raised his hand and slapped the receptionist, cursing, "Hurry up and take me to that bastard's room! If you dare to babble any more, I'll twist your head off!"
"Yes, yes, yes." The receptionist dared not say another word and dutifully led Wu Hao towards room 502.
Wu Hao, followed by his group of subordinates, advanced menacingly.
In the shadows.
Jiang Mengxin watched everything unfold. Upon seeing Wu Hao and his men heading to room 502, she chuckled, "The fish has taken the bait."
This Wu Hao was far more foolish than she had imagined.
They were born of the same mother, yet Wu Lingxuan was so intelligent, how could she have such a stupid brother?
Truly marvelous.
Arriving at the entrance of room 502, the receptionist pointed and said, "It's here."
Wu Hao shoved the receptionist aside and then kicked the doorknob, kicking open the room door.
After kicking it open, he took a steady look.
Inside the room sat seven or eight burly men and more than ten girls, including Wu Hao's favorite girl – Yao'er!
At this moment, Yao'er was being held in the arms of a muscular man with dyed white hair, forcing a smile and compelled to drink.
Seeing Wu Hao arrive, Yao'er couldn't help but cry out, "Brother Hao, save me!"