"Whoever shouts again will die first!"
No one dared to utter a sound for a moment, but some people subconsciously looked towards the door.
Yang Sheng, carrying a triangular dagger, sat down on the table, looked directly at Lin Zhendong, and said calmly, "No need to look, I changed the password the day before yesterday."
Locking the door will activate the soundproofing mechanism, and shouting at the top of your lungs won't help.
By the way, it seems that the request for active soundproofing was personally made by Chairman Lin.
Lin Zhendong took a deep breath and stared straight at Yang Sheng, as if he couldn't see that his only grandson's body was thrown at his feet like a dead dog.
"Young man, who sent you? Was it Lei Laoliu or Prince Duan? I, Lin Zhendong, will pay ten times as much to save my own life!"
Take the money, and I'll arrange a plane to take you abroad. Don't worry about my revenge; you're just a knife, I'll take revenge on the one who wields it!
Yang Sheng clapped his hands lightly, his face still bearing that kind smile: "As expected of Old Master Lin, the helmsman of the Lin Group, even after I just stabbed his own grandson to death, he can still remain so calm."
But you're wrong. I don't know anything about the things between you big shots, nor do I want to know.
I was just a nobody seeking revenge, someone you wouldn't even glance at back then, someone as insignificant as an ant.
Yang Sheng held the still-dripping triangular dagger and lightly tapped Lin Zhendong: "Sometimes, even an ant can shake a tree. You, who were once high and mighty figures, are no better than lambs to the slaughter."
At this moment, a fat, bald, bespectacled middle-aged man suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "You are the son of that couple from five years ago? But our Lin Group has already promised to compensate you, a full two million! It's just that you haven't come to collect it yourself."
Yang Sheng glanced at the other party and said, "Lin Fusheng, Lin Zhendong's nephew, serves as the deputy director of the Lin Group's office. He only knows how to curry favor and flatter, and has no ability. Therefore, this position of deputy director of the office is just a nominal one, mainly to clean up the messes of some good-for-nothing third-generation members of the Lin family."
Hearing Yang Sheng describe Lin Fusheng's identity in such detail, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.
Just how thoroughly did this person investigate the Lin Group to be able to tell everyone's information at a glance?
Yang Sheng sighed and shook his head slightly, saying, "Two million? The people your Lin family sent said two hundred thousand."
The people below deceived their superiors and embezzled so much money without being discovered. Lin Fusheng, you really are a useless piece of trash.
Two million is indeed a lot; my parents couldn't earn two million even if they farmed the land their whole lives.
But are their lives only worth this much?
Yang Sheng kicked Lin Dongming's corpse and said in a calm but cold tone, "This bastard killed my parents after taking drugs, but in the end, he became a drug addict who was about to die and took the blame. The whole process was flawless. Your Lin Group really has the power to cover up the truth."
Lin Zhendong frowned slightly, but there was still no fear on his face.
This old man has been fighting in the business world for decades. What kind of methods, both overt and covert, haven't he seen? There are even more dangerous ones.
He was simply dissatisfied that Lin Fusheng hadn't handled such a simple matter properly, which had led to the loss of his only grandson.
"Two lives cannot be exchanged for two million; that is indeed too little. It is the Lin Group's people who have failed in their duties."
Just tell me what you want today, and I, Lin Zhendong, will give you everything I can!
This isn't compensation for your parents' lives; it's buying ours.
Young man, I also regret your parents' deaths, but you are still young, and you have a bright future ahead of you!
What do you want?
A mocking smile appeared on Yang Sheng's lips, as if he were mocking Lin Zhendong, or perhaps he was mocking himself.
All I want is fairness!
It's ridiculous, it's pretentious, isn't it?
To pursue fairness in a world where there is no fairness at all is the act of a fool.
"My parents are dead, wouldn't it be better for me to take the money and live a carefree life?"
Lin Fusheng was about to agree when Lin Zhendong glared at him, shutting him up.
Yang Sheng took a deep breath: "I also want to do that, but unfortunately I can't swallow this anger. In the end, I still can't get over it!"
I'm from Liaodong. The people from my hometown are known for their fiery tempers, rigid thinking, and inflexibility; they only understand simple principles.
Yang Sheng stared straight at Lin Zhendong, pointed at himself and said, "My parents were hit and killed, and the murderer is still at large. As their son, I can only swallow my anger and accept the charity money from others. In my hometown, people like this are called good-for-nothings!"
You'll be criticized and called useless by outsiders!
My father farmed all his life and never taught me any grand principles. He only taught me that a person should strive to live up to their reputation, even if it's just for the sake of making money.
If you don't fight for your principles, you'll lose your backbone.
Once you bend over, you'll never be able to straighten up again.
So over the past five years, I've thought about giving up countless times, but I've never been able to swallow this anger!
Over the past five years, I sold my house in my hometown, took my savings and went north to Cangzhou, and south to Guangzhou to seek out famous masters to learn traditional Chinese martial arts.
Hands that should be wielding scalpels to heal and save lives are now only used to hold various weapons.
The Lin Group dominates the entire Longhua City; killing you would indeed be extremely difficult.
Mr. Lin, your bodyguards are all top-notch security personnel hired by foreign security companies. They have mercenary backgrounds. I can kill one of them, two would be difficult, and it would be extremely difficult for you to get past them and kill you.
Security at the Lin family villa is even tighter; it would be difficult for even professional agents to breach it, let alone someone like me who came to the field later in life.
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