Chapter 88: Forcing the Other Party to Make an Offer

  Lin Yue saw the developer call in over 300 people and was so scared that her face turned white. She looked back at the orphans with worry and hesitated, "Xiao Yu, why don't we just give up? We can take the compensation money and go to the suburbs to rent a piece of land and build some grass sheds to live in first?"

  "If you don't pay, I'll demolish it. You can't even afford a thatched hut." Wang Yu looked at the crowd of people below and sneered, "My men should be arriving soon."

  Lin Yue puckered her lips, and her eyes were red with grievance. The developer was unreasonable, what could she do?

  Wang Yu looked at the rowdy crowd downstairs and secretly calculated. Anyway, the severe crackdown was about to arrive, so it's better to go crazy in the last moment and harm a group of scum in the southern district together. Then select a batch of useful ones, enter the Wing Butterfly Security Company, and use connections to help them clear their bottoms and whitewash. Leave a batch of mixed scum, deal with the severe crackdown, don't catch a few, this is not paying off, Wang Yu understood this logic.

  Director Fan was enraged today, his trusted aide was beaten into a pig's head. This is unbearable and absolutely cannot be forgiven lightly. He held a loudspeaker downstairs and shouted: "Final ultimatum, you have three minutes to come down and apologize, otherwise, even if the building collapses and kills you, it will be what you deserve!"

  Wang Yuchong raised his middle finger. No words were needed; a universally understood gesture conveyed Wang's opinion.

  "Charge! Bring everyone down!" Fan Minjie was furious, panting with rage, and turned off the loudspeaker. He rushed to deal with this new group of people. To be able to become a company's boss, no one is a fool. Threats are one thing, but actually doing it is another. If something really happened to the over 100 people upstairs, not even 100 shareholders could save him.

  The leader of the group responded with a sound, and before he could act, the sound of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from behind. Turning back in horror, I saw a large group of thugs wearing black suits, holding batons, silently closing in. Their expressions were solemn and tragic, like black cultists attending a pilgrimage, knowing it was their last blood sacrifice, yet still uncomplaining and devoutly solemn.

  "This... this is..." This group of people with unusual auras. There's a sense of embarrassment, seeing others' uniforms so uniform and their weapons so stylish, while our own group has uniforms but can't wear them, has weapons but can't use them. It's too stifling. When did the world turn upside down? Those who should protect the people are instead harming them, those who should harm are instead protecting.

  General Manager Fan's forehead suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he turned red with rage, shouting at the people around him: "Quickly find out what background and backing this welfare home has! These people seem to be from the underworld, when did our One Nuo Real Estate provoke such people? In the past, I even invited their leader to do demolition work."

  Manager Wang covered his face and shouted in terror: "There are too many of them, let's call the police!"

  "Idiot! Don't forget who we invited, they're all useless, what's the point of calling the police? And besides, we don't have any connections with the police station." The several deputy generals next to him were also frightened and scolded angrily.

  Some people suddenly woke up and found their conscience: "As I said, the compensation for this welfare home is too little. What did our assessment personnel say at the beginning? At least 180 million should be compensated, and these orphans must be properly resettled beforehand. Look, things have gotten out of hand now?"

  "In the ancient Jianghu, there were three kinds of people you couldn't mess with: monks, women, and children. In modern Jianghu, there are also three kinds of people you can't mess with: one is orphans, two is government officials' families, and three is mentally ill patients. Look at what we've done, we've messed with an orphanage, how could nothing happen?" A deputy general manager who was well-read in Gu Long's works said pessimistically.

  Over a thousand Hei Dao members surrounded the developers and demolition team. They didn't speak, nor did they attack; the silent atmosphere was enough to make one's heart tremble with fear.

  "Hey brothers!" Wang Yu shouted a greeting at the thugs downstairs.

  "Good shot!" Over a thousand voices merged into a torrent of cheers, shaking the small empty building and making it hum with vibrations.

  Wang Yu listened and secretly wiped away cold sweat, feeling that this sentence was off-taste, and hurriedly changed to another one.

  "Thanks for your hard work, brothers."

  "At your service, Young Master!" Over a thousand elite fighters responded in unison. They had already received the news. They knew that Wang Yu was setting up the Winged Butterfly Security Company, which would be very profitable. According to several seniors who were lucky enough to be selected by Wang Yu, on their first day of work, they received an order worth over 30 million, and at that time, the company had not even opened yet. From what Loyal Uncle and Ninth Master said, Wang Yu intentionally wanted to provide job opportunities for those gangsters who wanted to go straight, with a salary that was not low. Now they were coming out to do things for Young Master, and they didn't hold back in trying to curry favor.

  Wang Yu's mouth twitched, feeling that this group of bastards were overdoing it, making a big show of things, but it wasn't anything good. Another reason was Lin Yue's small hand twisting back and forth on his waist, her eyes full of warning.

  Lin Yue had only heard her adoptive mother mention a little about Wang Yu's affairs, and didn't know what position Wang Yu held in the Taoist community. Now that she saw him, it seemed he was doing quite well. No wonder her mother was so worried before she passed away, instructing every day not to let Wang Yu return to the dark path again. With such great influence, who would be willing to give it up?

  At this moment, Lin Yue's heart was already in disarray, and her warning gaze could no longer be as sharp as before.

  Fan Min downstairs coughed violently, with beads of sweat on her face: "Quick... quick... medicine..."

  The female secretary hastily sent up a quick-acting heart-saving pill, twisted open a bottle of weak alkaline water from Ha Medicine Factory, and gave him several mouthfuls. Finally, the symptoms of General Manager Fan were suppressed.

  "Whose Wei Shaoye is this? I've never heard of him before?" Recalling Wang Ye's threat earlier, General Manager Fan finally took it seriously.

  "It's said that he's the young master of the underworld in Linjiang, and Ninth Master intended to hand over power to him. However, later on, someone said that he had cleaned up his act and gone legit, but no one knows what really happened. Recently, he's been active again." Several deputy managers looked anxiously towards the rooftop, trying to catch a glimpse of the legendary Young Master Yu, but they were too far away. The sunlight was shining brightly, making their eyes red and blurry, and they couldn't make out Young Master Yu's appearance.

  But most people only saw Wang Yu standing on the rooftop, his thin figure silhouetted against the bright red sun behind him, emitting countless rays of red light. Some thought he looked exactly like a Buddha in a mural painting, while others saw a demon who had just flown out of the bloody sea of Shura.

  Gu Quan stood behind Wang Yu, his blood boiling with excitement, the club in his hand soaked with sweat from his palm. One day, even if he just stood behind someone and accepted the worship of thousands of people, this life would not be lived in vain. Every day, like a grandson, silently doing the work of a gatekeeper, he had endured enough.

  "Fei Shao, can I hang out with you from now on?" Gu Quan put his heart on his sleeve, expressing his deepest and greatest desire, and then awaited Wang Fei's verdict.

  Wang Yu turned his head and smiled mysteriously at Gu Quan: "My company hasn't opened yet, besides, I wouldn't dare to poach people from my sister's place. However, before that, let's go collect debts together..."

  Damn it, mobilize over a thousand little brothers again, and if we don't get back the compensation of over ten million, it will be too embarrassing to say in the North District later, damaging the reputation of Yuxue Luo.

  Wang Yu whistled, summoning the little white dog that was lying in the corner of the wall with the old chef, to come down the stairs. Gu Quan followed excitedly, and Wang Yu didn't shut the door on his chances, indicating that he still had a chance, as long as he performed well, everything would be fine.

  Lin Yue hesitated for a moment, instructed the orphans behind her, and hurriedly followed. Taking advantage of no one's attention, she also rubbed her face and wiped away the dirt on her face. A tired and terrified beautiful face appeared with a rare smile. Anyway, the troubles in the welfare institute would be solved, and she suddenly felt that having a brother who had mixed with the black way was not bad after all.

  Wang Yu walked over, and all the black-clad thugs surrounding him voluntarily made way for a path, dispersing outward like a tide. Behind him, one on each side, followed Gu Quan and Lin Yue. Finally, there was a white Tibetan Mastiff, with its big belly sticking out, looking around at the crowd with disdain, as if it were a drunken general, bringing up the rear for Wang Yu.

  It's unclear whether it was a coincidence or someone had spread the word, but just as Wang Yu entered to negotiate, police sirens suddenly went off nearby. Over a dozen police cars appeared and stopped at the outer edge of the crowd. Someone inside the car used a loudspeaker to shout: "Everyone remain calm, do not use violence, there's room for negotiation. If you have problems, look for the police, we will find a lawful and reasonable solution for everyone!"

  Following closely behind the police cars were two vehicles from the 120 Emergency Center.

  Wang Yu puffed on his cigarette, the greyish-white smoke swirling in front of him. He tossed back his disheveled long hair against the wind, narrowing his eyes into a slit.

  Experienced and worldly, the developer's management team immediately became worried. They could tell from Wang Yu's expression that he was not someone to be trifled with. A pair of eyes that seemed to look down on everyone, unaware of the heights of heaven and the thickness of earth, made them feel a deep-seated fear.

  "What exactly do you want?" General Manager Fan, who had a bad heart condition, couldn't withstand the strong pressure brought by Wang Yu's cold and cruel gaze, so he took the initiative to speak up and ask for his conditions.

  Wang Yu narrowed his eyes even tighter, suddenly pinched the cigarette in his hand and elegantly flicked off the ash.

  Director Fan was startled and immediately asked: "According to market price, I'll compensate you with 180 million. What do you think?"

  Wang Yu rubbed his eyes with an empty hand. Damn, facing the wind, the smoke was blowing straight into his eyes, if he didn't put out the cigarette soon, it would irritate his eyes and bring tears to them, which would be embarrassing.

  This delay, forgot to answer Mr. Fan's question. But Lin Yue, who was standing behind Wang Yu, had already become excited and her eyes were red, with tears rolling in her eye sockets. Too exciting, after being nervous for so many days, finally got results, the developer finally found his conscience and was willing to compensate at market price. Agree, Wang Yu, hurry up and agree... She anxiously pushed Wang Yu a little.

  Wang Yu rubbed his eyes and lost his balance. He was pushed by Lin Yue and took two steps forward, colliding with General Manager Fan's nose.

  He let out a miserable cry, and two bright red nosebleeds sprayed out of his nostrils. The bodyguards the developer had hired immediately reacted, rushing over to shield Fan Mianjue behind them. But the northern district thugs saw that Yu Shao had only bumped him once, yet they dared to fight back, swiftly pulling out their clubs.

  The atmosphere suddenly became tense.