Jin Peng Hotel is the largest hotel in Nancheng District, Jinyang City, and also the only five-star hotel in Jinyang City. In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, Wang Jingui, the former director of Jinyang Cement Factory, sat respectfully on the sofa in the living room, but he had only half of his buttocks sitting on the sofa, while the other half was suspended in mid-air.

  Across from Wang Jinguo sat an old man who looked to be around sixty years old, with a golden goatee and piercing blue eyes. The old man's exposed arms were also covered in light yellow hair. Wang Jinguo was so respectful to the old man because he was the true investor of the Jin Yang City Cement Factory, whereas Wang Jinguo was just a puppet being controlled from behind the scenes. Before this foreigner found Wang Jinguo, he was just a street thug who couldn't even afford three meals a day.

  "Mr. Vincent, when the Black Arrow organization returned your commission, didn't they give you a reason?" Wang Jinguo asked with a hint of flattery, seeing Vincent frowning and remaining silent for a long time.

  Upon hearing Wang Jinguo's words, Vincent raised his eyebrows and said in fluent Mandarin: "Since they returned the money to me, it means they took action and failed. As for the reason, I think no one has the guts to ask."

  "Hei Jian organization is one of the top mercenary organizations in the world, $2 million can hire their A-level mercenaries, they shouldn't have any reason to fail. Did they just send two newbies to go through the motions?" Wang Jinguo asked in surprise.

  "Chinese, be careful what you say." Vincent scolded Wang Jinguo angrily before explaining, "As the world's largest mercenary organization, Black Arrow has a very strict system and would never break its own rules."

  "That little guy is indeed a bit mysterious, our people have been following him for several days and found that when he's at the police station, he's just an ordinary small policeman, and also the most unpopular kind. But after work, he's like he grew wings, our people are always being shaken off by him." As for his own parents, Wang Jinguo didn't dare to disobey them in the slightest.

  Wang Jinguo originally thought that finding a few street thugs would solve the problem, but it turned out that Song Boyu was not as simple as he had imagined. When Song Boyu went to work, his men didn't have the guts to rush into the police station, and after work, they lost their trail again. This made Wang Jinguo feel like going crazy.

  "Since Black Arrow refuses to continue cooperating with me, I can only take action according to your plan." Vincent didn't scold Wang Jinguo this time, but his tone was somewhat tired. He waved his hand and said to Wang Jinguo in a listless manner: "If there's nothing else, you can leave now."

  Wang Jingui respectfully responded with a "yes" and then backed out of the house.

  It wasn't until Wang Jinguo's back disappeared out the door that Vincent suddenly clenched his fist and struck it heavily on the tea table, shattering the glass on top. A ferocious expression also emerged on Vincent's face, a stark contrast to the gentle demeanor he had just displayed.

  "Five years ago I failed once, this time I cannot fail again." Vincent's mind flashed back to the scene five years ago, his mouth twisted in anger and regret, as a line of murky tears burst from his eye sockets.

  When Song Baiyu and Su Tingting arrived at the entrance of Tunzi Village, they vaguely felt that the atmosphere in the village was a bit off.

  The terrain of Tuozizhuang Village is a bit special. The whole village is sandwiched between a giant mountain range and a turbulent river, with only one cement road over 1 meter wide running through the village.

  When Song Baiyu and the two of them arrived at the intersection, they were suddenly flashed by a young man with a flashlight. Although it was only for an instant, Song Baiyu keenly noticed that the flashlight beam stayed on Su Tingting's body and his own body for almost the same amount of time. In other words, this young man did not notice them because of Su Tingting's beauty, which aroused Song Baiyu's vigilance.

  The young man didn't say anything, and let Song Baiyu and Su Tingting walk into the village. After they had walked more than 50 meters, he immediately took out his phone and dialed a number. This scene naturally fell into Song Baiyu's eyes, making him think of something.

  "Do you know where Uncle Ma's home is?" Song Boyu and Su Tingting asked in unison as they entered the village, looking at the dim lights and houses at the foot of the mountain.

  They couldn't help but burst out laughing when they heard each other ask the same question, it turned out that although both of them knew Ma Ha Long, neither of them had ever been to his house, so neither of them knew which building was actually Ma Ha Long's.

  But the eyes of the two people lit up immediately, because behind them came a hurried coughing sound, and as soon as they heard it, they knew it was an old man. The two turned their heads to look back, and indeed an old man was walking towards them with quick steps, his mouth still holding a dry cigarette, and the pungent smell of smoke could be smelled from afar.

  "Old man, may I ask which house is Teacher Ma Haolong's?" Song Boyu saw the old man walking up to him and only then did he respectfully ask.

  "Ma Haicheng? Who are you to him?" The old man heard this and suddenly took a deep drag on his cigarette, for a moment the red glow was intense, and it happened that Song Baiyu and Su Tingting's faces were illuminated very clearly. At the same time, Song Baiyu also saw the old man's vigilant and unfriendly gaze.

  "We are all his friends, today we saw that his store was closed, so we came over to see what happened..."

  "Hey young man, is it just you or have all the people from your police station come?" Before Song Baiyu could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the old man who asked excitedly.

  When the villagers of Tuozizhuang Village gathered at the gate of the cement plant to protest, the old man also participated. On that day, Song Boyu stood firmly on the side of the villagers of Tuozizhuang Village, so it was natural for most of the villagers to remember what Song Boyu looked like. Therefore, the old man only became excited after he had a clear look at Song Boyu's appearance.

  "What's wrong, what happened?" As soon as Song Baiyu heard the old man's words, his heart suddenly tightened, and he had a bad feeling.

  "Hey, it seems you've come alone. Did you see that person at the intersection earlier? That's the notorious rascal in our village. Your arrival must have caught their attention, right?" The old man understood what was going on as soon as he heard Song Boyu's words and sighed: "Ever since the cement factory compensated the villagers a large sum of money..."

  After listening to the old man's account, Song Baiyu finally understood what was going on. Although the cement factory had paid a large sum of money to the villagers of Tuozi Village under pressure at that time, they were not willing to accept it in their hearts. After seeing that the anti-corruption storm had passed, the security guards of the cement factory gradually colluded with the village's rascals, first stirring up a wave of gambling in the village, and some people who could not resist the temptation lost all their money, then every night they would go to each household to intimidate them, making everyone restless.

  "Old man, won't you report to the police?" Hearing the old man's words, Su Tingting was so angry that her eyes turned red, and she asked indignantly.

  "Report to the police? You think we don't want to report to the police? But can the police protect us for our whole lives? Those people have made ruthless threats, whoever dares to report will not have a good day. An old man heard about reporting to the police and became even more agitated, "In our village, someone was so angry that they reported to the police, the police did come but didn't catch anyone, however the person who reported got into trouble. That night their courtyard was filled with feces, and the next day a wild cat was found chopped up and covered in blood..."

  The old man said this, and his feet didn't stop either. He led Song Baiyu and Su Tingting all the way to Ma Hailong's house.

  All the way, Su Tingting's emotions were particularly excited. It was clear that she had not expected that there would be such arrogant and despicable people in the world. She always interjected at the right time, asking questions she wanted to know, so when they arrived at Ma Hailong's house, Song Boyu also understood the situation more or less.

  Song Baiyu and they just approached the house, heard inside suppressed sobbing sound, also Ma Hailong's sighing sound.

  "Old horse, I told you not to be so arrogant, insisting on taking the villagers to the cement factory to cause trouble. Now look what's happened, not only were your own legs broken, but also your daughter's work has been delayed..." The complaining voice came from inside the house, and both Song Baiyu and Su Tingting were very familiar with this voice, which belonged to Ma Hailong's wife, Zhu Shuying.

  "Cough... Master Ma, you have a guest at home." The old man coughed timely outside, drawing the attention of everyone in the house.

  "Ah, Tingting, Boyu, how did you two come?" Zhu Shuying walked out of the house and saw Song Boyu and Su Tingting. She hastily wiped her red and swollen eyes, while warmly inviting the two to enter the house.

  "It's Bayu and Tingting, I'm not feeling well in my legs, don't mind me." Ma Hailong said with a hearty greeting as he saw Song Bayu and Su Tingting coming to visit him.

  Ma Haolong sat on a recliner, his two legs propped up on a foot basin filled with steaming hot water, from which wafted the pungent smell of Chinese medicine. On the floor lay a thick stack of bandages, and it seemed that Ma Haolong was in the process of cleaning and dressing his wounds.

  Song Baiyu's gaze was drawn to the several shocking wounds on Ma Hailong's leg, which were clearly caused by a blunt object, and the surrounding area was swollen and bruised.

  Although they had heard about Ma Hai Long's miserable situation from the old man, it was another matter to see his wounds for themselves. Su Ting Ting's long eyelashes fluttered as tears quickly fell out, and Song Bo Yu's face had also turned iron-gray.

  "Nana, go make tea for the guests." Ma Hailong called out to a girl who was shrugging her shoulders and crying on one side, then smiled at Song Boyu and proudly introduced: "This is my little daughter Nana, just graduated from university."

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