Wen Shaohua missed again and found Lao Hei's place. There was no one inside. This made the volcano in his heart erupt immediately: "Smash it for me!"

The bodyguards immediately took action after hearing this. They rushed into the factory shed and smashed everything they saw. Suddenly, there was a lot of noise.

Half an hour later, everything that could be broken in the factory shed was broken, and the ground was in a mess.

Wen Shaohua was still not satisfied. Yan Jing glanced at several iron cans neatly placed in the corner of the factory shed, pointed there and said to a bodyguard: "Go and see if it's gasoline."

The man ran over, opened a can and smelled the smell: "Shao Wen, it's gasoline."

Wen Shaohua's eyes were cold and he said in a deep voice: "Hei, you do the first day and I do the fifteenth. If you let my pigeon go, I will leave you with no place to live!"

At an order, several bodyguards took action and spilled all the gasoline in the cans all over the factory shed, and then threw a piece of burning toilet paper in, and the place was immediately engulfed in flames.

Before the factory shed was smashed, the furnishings inside were quite complete, and it didn't look abandoned. Wen Shaohua guessed that Lao Hei had just taken his brothers out, and didn't move the base, so this place was at least useful to Lao Hei.

Looking at the black smoke billowing from the top of the factory shed, although there was nothing valuable inside and it couldn't have much impact on Lao Hei, Wen Shaohua felt a little relieved.

He had never committed murder or arson, but today he set fire to someone's home. Wen Shaohua's hands were shaking a little, nervous and excited.

"Fuck!"

A scream mixed with anger suddenly came from a distance.

Wen Shaohua looked back and saw that it was Lao Hei who came back, followed by a large group of people, at least 70 or 80 people, but he was not afraid.

With the status of his Wen family in Yanjing, these small hooligans were just a pile of shit in his eyes. Lao Hei was considered to be a successful person, but if he died, he would only be worth two piles of shit.

He tolerated it before because he needed help from others and was too lazy to provoke them. Now that they have broken up, Wen Shaohua doesn't believe that Lao Hei dares to do anything to him.

"Hey! Brother Hei, you are a step late."

"Wen Shaohua, what the hell do you mean!?" Lao Hei's face was not pale to begin with, and now that the house was burned down, it was naturally darker.

Wen Shaohua said contemptuously: "It's meaningless. I gave you so much money, but you didn't even bother to stab someone. You said you would send Zhao Yulin to the hospital last night, but I waited until I caught a severe cold and he still didn't come. So, I'm setting a fire here for fun, isn't that too much?"

Lao Hei glared: "Do you want to die?"

Wen Shaohua also risked his life, and slapped Lao Hei in the face: "If you have the guts, touch me!" Lao

Hei was slapped, and he was so surprised that he opened his mouth as if he had eaten a mosquito, and kicked Wen Shaohua in the stomach. Damn, after all these years, this is the first time I was beaten by a student.

However, Wen Shaohua's bodyguards were not pushovers, and they pulled their young master back, so that the kick did not hit anyone.

"You still have the nerve to fight?"

Wen Shaohua was very satisfied with the bodyguard who helped him. He felt that he had earned face and felt that his aura was rising, as if he had transformed into a great hero in the imperial capital. He could not help but put his hands behind his back, tilted his neck slightly, and his expression became particularly deep. He said slowly: "I have given you enough respect, and I have not bargained for the price, but what did you do? Even if I don't bring up my identity as the eldest grandson of the Wen family, who do you think will be more at fault if this matter gets out?"

"You are a worthless eldest grandson of the Wen family!"

Lao Hei did not cooperate with the other party's pretense at all, and said contemptuously: "Everyone in Yanjing knows that the most useless waste in the Wen family is you, Wen Shaohua, and the eldest grandson

of the Wen family is Wen Jiuhua!" The younger brothers under Lao Hei burst into laughter.

"Is this idiot crazy?"

"Maybe he forgot to take his brain-dead pills before going out." "

Like a mentally retarded person."

"What the hell is wrong with him? Are you crazy about wanting to be the eldest grandson?"

"You want to compete with Wen Jiuhua like this!"

Wen Shaohua's face fell, as if he was the one who was slapped. Both sides of his face were burning. He said coldly: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Give me back the money I gave you before, and I won't hold it against you for letting me go. We are even."

"Clear?"

Lao Hei showed his signature simple smile, with his big yellow teeth particularly eye-catching. He took out a photo from his trouser pocket and threw it on the ground, "Take a look at this first before you talk."

Wen Shaohua didn't know what this bastard was up to, so he picked up the photo and took a look. It showed a skinny man with skin and bones, his nose sunken into his face, his left arm strangely turned behind his body and attached to his back, his shoulder bones were broken, bones sticking out of his armpits, and his knees were swollen.

In short, he looked extremely miserable.

"You're not going to tell me that this is the person I asked you to deal with?" Wen Shaohua sneered. He didn't know the person in the photo at all.

Heizi's smile disappeared, and he stared at the student in front of him, saying, "He is indeed not the person you want me to find, but the man in the photo is called Zhang He, and he was made like this by that kid surnamed Zhao."

Wen Shaohua's pupils shrank instantly, and he only heard Lao Hei continue to say, "He kicked people's kneecaps to pieces with his feet, broke people's arms with his bare hands, slapped people's noses into their faces, and untied other people's belts in the blink of an eye and used them to beat six big men unconscious, each of them was a tall and strong man weighing 180 pounds. Master Wen, when you asked me to do something, you only said that the kid surnamed Zhao was good at fighting, but you never said that kid was so good at fighting?"

At the end, his voice was already very low, revealing a great deal of unkindness, and he gritted his teeth.

"My brothers and I have all been through hardships together and have never enjoyed happiness. The guy surnamed Zhao was able to beat Zhang He into this state just by standing up for his friend. If I had really let my brothers stab him with knives last night, would those brothers have come back alive?"

"You want to kill my brothers for more than two hundred thousand yuan? I didn't bother you, but you burned my house instead. Mr. Wen, you have a big heart!"

Wen Shaohua was so scared that he took a few steps back. Somehow, Lao Hei's words made his hair stand on end. From the tone of his voice, it seemed that he really wanted to kill him.

"You...what do you want!"

Wen Shaohua's face turned pale and his nose began to run.

After all, Lao Hei was still jealous of his status as a member of the Wen family. No matter how useless he was, he was still their own son. If something went wrong, the Wen family would probably not let him off. So he suppressed his anger and said slowly, "Two hundred thousand is just enough for me to find another place to live. I can't return it to you. I kind of want to kill you now. Get out of here and don't get in the way here!"

Wen Shaohua swallowed twice. Lao Hei's murderous look had completely made him lose his temper. If it weren't for the crutches, his shaking legs would have been unstable. But he still forced himself to calm down and said, "I was wrong this time, but I must take revenge on Zhao Yulin. I'll give you another 800,000 yuan. You find someone to beat him into a cripple. If the police find out, I'll take care of it myself."

"Still want revenge?"

Lao Hei's sarcasm was no longer concealed, but he refused without saying it, "I can't afford this money. Even if you offer one million, I'll still say the same thing."

Wen Shaohua made up his mind, "I'll offer two million!"

"Not even three million."

Lao Hei refused without even thinking about it.

Wen Shaohua was so angry that his liver was shaking. He looked at the crowd behind him, and then thought about the people behind him. He didn't dare to get angry, fearing that the reckless man in front of him would really do something reckless. He could only snort coldly and lead people away unwillingly.

This is so frustrating!

"Young Master Wen is willing to spend so much money, why not try your luck at Lion Heart Hall, but do you dare to go?" Lao Hei shouted in a strange and sinister voice from behind. Wen Shaohua ignored him and got into the car directly, and ordered the bodyguard: "Go to Lion Heart Hall."

The bodyguard in charge of driving the car was hesitant: "Young Master, think twice!"

"I'll go if I say so!" Wen Shaohua said angrily.

Several large Hummers drove slowly on the dirt road, and dust flew.

Outside the burnt out factory shed, a younger brother stepped forward and said, "Boss, two million! Just disappeared like that?"

Old Black's eyes flashed with infinite contempt, and he said, "I've seen a lot of people like this. They bully the weak and fear the strong. They can't afford to offend the kid named Zhao, so they come to me to make trouble. After being defeated by me, they turn their resentment on the kid named Zhao. They are more frightened than anyone else and refuse to admit it. As long as time goes on, let alone buying a cripple with two million, I estimate that if I let him spend ten million to buy the life of the kid named Zhao, he will be so angry that he will do something. Do you think I'm not jealous?"

"Then boss, are you playing the long game to catch the big fish?" the younger brother was puzzled.

"Fuck you!"

Lao Hei turned around and looked at the brothers behind him, shaking his head and said, "Be more careful in the future. I'll send the photo to you in a group. If you see the guy in the photo, just avoid him."

The person in the photo was naturally Zhao Yulin.

"Boss, is it that serious?" The younger brother was even more confused.

"You say it's not that serious!"

Lao Hei slapped him hard on the head and shouted loudly, "Don't take it lightly! The old man has spoken. If anyone is stupid and causes trouble, don't blame me for not being loyal and caring for the big one!"

He is the boss of this gang, but he also has a boss above him. He is a person of status who can be placed in Yanjing, a city as deep as the sea.

Zhang He, who was beaten into a cripple by Zhao Yulin, and he were both low-ranking people under the old master, but the old master seemed to attach special importance to the boy surnamed Zhao.

Some things were secrets that Lao Hei could not tell his brothers, but could only keep them in his stomach, and occasionally think about them and then tremble with fear.

"As for this kind of master with unknown origin, it is best not to provoke him unless there is a huge conflict of interest. In your pond of small fish and shrimps, there are only a hundred or so people at most, and you can't guarantee that he can clean up all of them single-handedly. So after you go back, tell your men to keep an eye open. I am a businessman, and I always pay attention to whether things are planned or not. If you cause trouble and can't handle it, don't blame me for putting the big picture above the

small one." These were the original words that the old man said to those small leaders in a meeting. The sentence that he can clean up all of you single-handedly is still echoing in Lao Hei's ears, and the sentence of putting the big picture above the small one was also learned from the old man.

"Boss, what does it mean to sacrifice the little for the big?" The talkative younger brother came over again.

The old man said with a dark face: "Get lost!"