Less than half an hour after Wanqi Electric Appliances opened, chaos erupted, and the vandalism at the entrance quickly spread.

The panicked crowd screamed, scattered, or surged toward the main entrance.

Startled by the sudden attack, Ma Baorong trembled with fear and collapsed to the ground.

The icy chill of the floor seeped in through his pants, sending a sudden shiver down his spine.

Oh no, we've just opened and local thugs have already started vandalizing our place.

Everything was fine before, but suddenly everything changed. Why is my luck so bad?

Suddenly, Ma Baorong witnessed a scene he would never forget:

Suddenly, several screams rang out from the thugs who were smashing things wildly.

"Ah~" "Ah~"...

Immediately, a lithe black figure appeared like lightning in the crowd of people who were smashing and looting.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A series of dull, heavy thuds echoed throughout the stadium.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen thugs wielding wooden sticks collapsed to the ground like a human pyramid.

The person who fell to the ground either hugged their arms or held their feet, rolling around and wailing incessantly.

Thick baseball bats were scattered all over the ground.

...

"It's Lin Dong!"

Ma Baorong was so excited he almost cried. Damn, that scared me to death!

Now that his idol had shown up, he was relieved.

Ma Baorong knew that Lin Dong had taken down a hundred men, and these small fry were just there to be delivered to the enemy.

The bald, burly man standing in front of the service counter was stunned by what he saw.

What's going on here? Am I seeing things?

Before he could figure out what was going on, the man in black took a step over from 20 meters away.

Yes, in the bald man's eyes, this person only took one step and mysteriously appeared in front of him.

Wow, so fast! Does this person know magic?

The young man in black had a handsome face that was terrifyingly gloomy. He stared coldly at the bald man and asked in a chilling voice:

"Are you from E'xinglian?"

The bald man felt a chill run down his spine under Lin Dong's gaze and unconsciously nodded.

"Very well, I haven't even come looking for you yet, and you've already come knocking on my door? Tell me, do you want your hand or your leg cut off?"

"You son of a bitch, who are you trying to scare?"

The bald man snapped out of his shock and pointed at Lin Dong, cursing loudly.

A flash of ferocity crossed Lin Dong's eyes, and his right foot shot out like lightning.

"Bang!"

The bald man's nearly 200-pound, muscular body was suddenly sent flying, traveling a full 10 meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

Ah~

A bloodcurdling scream rang out, and the bald man rolled on the ground in agony.

Lin Dong curled his lips in disdain. If nothing unexpected happened, this person's right thigh was already comminuted.

Ugh... You bunch of bastards, couldn't you have just let me open my business smoothly and have a great year? Instead, you had to stick your damn hands out so I could chop them off.

With his hands in his pockets, Lin Dong slowly walked to the bald man's side amidst the groans echoing from the ground.

He crouched down, reached out and slapped the bald head hard, saying mockingly:

"What? You feel pain now? Did you bring your phone with you?"

The bald man, still in pain, nodded and pointed to the right pocket of his military overcoat.

Lin Dong reached inside, pulled out a silver Nokia, and asked in a cold voice:

What is Han the Cripple's phone number?

Upon hearing Lin Dong address the boss by his full name, the bald man's expression changed drastically.

The excruciating pain in his thigh was somewhat relieved by the fear, and he quickly recited a series of phone numbers.

Lin Dong answered the phone.

"Hello?"

A somewhat hoarse male voice came from the other end of the phone.

Lin Dong didn't say anything, but placed his left hand on the broken part of the bald man's right leg and pressed down hard.

"Ah~ I... damn..."

The bald man's screams and curses came through the phone.

"Who are you? What did you do to the bald man?"

After about half a minute, the bald man's screams gradually subsided.

Lin Dong then spoke:

"Han the Cripple, did you hear that? All the men you sent have been wiped out."

"Are you the owner of Wanqi Electric Appliances?"

"So you finally admit it? You little bastard, you ordered me to sabotage my place?"

"So what if I do? Did you get my permission to open an electronics store in Han City?"

"Boss Han is so domineering, but then again, in this small corner of Han City, who doesn't know the name of you, Crippled Han?"

"You know that much, you outsiders. It's your own fault for not knowing the rules. You run a run-down shop and don't even know how to pay respects to the locals?"

"Hahaha... Han the Cripple, it seems your men are in my hands. What, should I send them all to the police station?"

You can give it a try!

"Enough with the nonsense, Han the Cripple, you'd better prepare 1 million before you come back to ransom him."

After Lin Dong finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively without waiting for a response from the other party.

He turned his head and saw Ma Baorong still sitting on the ground in a daze, so he waved to him:

"Fatty Ma, find a few male employees and carry all these people to the office. Keep a close eye on them and don't let them have a sip of water."

Ma Baorong quickly scrambled to his feet and hurriedly agreed:

"Yes, boss! I'll find some more people to clean this place up as well."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong waved his hand, and Ma Baorong jogged off to find someone.

Lin Dong sighed helplessly; the opening of the new store today was probably going to be a bust.

My previous bad premonitions have now all turned into cruel reality.

In a place like Seoul, it would be impossible for Hwang Heung-ryeon, a local bigwig, not to interfere in the electronics store business.

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