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Less than five hundred meters north of Market street, there was a small community, not very large, consisting of just seven or eight buildings, each looking rather old.

Next to it was a courtyard, and the sign at the gate read "Sanjiang City Water Conservancy Bureau."

Entering, one found an office building of only four stories.

Two guards stood outside the door, uniformed in black, resembling the security uniforms worn by those under the Security Bureau.

Each held a long gun in their arms, standing tall and looking quite spirited.

If one looked into the courtyard, they could see individuals dressed identically every twenty steps or so, extending right up to the office building directly opposite the gate.

"Beep beep beep—"

A dark black SUV charged towards them like an enraged rhino.

Upon sighting it, the two guards at the gate didn't utter a word before pulling their shotguns from over their shoulders, watching tensely as the car that seemed about to crash into the gate.

"Screech————"

But the SUV abruptly stopped less than five meters from the gate.

The piercing sound instantly drew the attention of everyone in the courtyard, many looking instinctively towards the source, only to see a man in a black police inspector uniform jump out of the car with an aggressive demeanor.

"Out of the way!"

The guards at the gate immediately recognized the identity of the newcomer.

But before they could step forward to greet him, a grim-faced Li Rong had already pushed them aside, striding into the courtyard.

The guards on patrol and on alert in the courtyard also dared not approach him to ask any questions upon seeing this.

They simply bowed their heads as if to see nothing.

They would rather not accidentally catch another glance at the Security Bureau director known for his explosive temper, becoming a punching bag for him to vent on; that would be truly unfortunate.

Fortunately, Li Rong didn't seem interested in venting on anyone.

He headed straight for the fourth floor.

Bang!

He had no intention of knocking and instead pushed open the door directly in front of him.

The two men who were talking in the office suddenly looked towards the door with faces full of anger. But when one of them saw the person entering was Li Rong, his expression quickly softened and even turned into a friendly smile with a slight lift at the corners of his mouth.

This man had dark skin, gaunt cheeks, looking like an old farmer who had just returned from working in the fields.

Yet his narrow eyes were exceptionally sharp and piercing.

Staring at people like knives.

He was Wu Yue, the captain of the Wanhao District armed forces, with almost two-thirds of the district's armed personnel under his control.

The security of Li Wanhao, as well as this government compound, was his responsibility.

"Who let you come in without knocking!"

"Get out!"

But Wu Yue staying calm didn't mean that others wouldn't get angry. The middle-aged man sitting behind the desk got mad at Li Rong for barging in without knocking, grabbing the ink bottle on the desk to throw it at him without a second thought!

Luckily, Wu Yue, who was sitting in front of the desk, immediately stood up and stopped him.

"Hey, Brother Hao, don't be mad! Please, have a seat!"

"We're all brothers here!"

"Calm down!"

With this intervention, the middle-aged man's intention to throw the ink bottle was certainly thwarted, so he snorted heavily through his nose and sat back down.

Meanwhile, Li Rong's face still showed a hint of panic.

He stood at the door, not daring to move.

The force of his earlier arrival had completely dissipated, fearful of displeasing the middle-aged man behind the desk, and he became exceedingly cautious.

"Brother..."

"I'm sorry..."

"I didn't mean to, it's just that..."

The middle-aged man who had just taken a seat saw the man's hesitant manner and grew even angrier. He slapped the table in front of him and said sarcastically,

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"Where's that energy from before?"

"Where's the force you used when you stormed into my office like a headstrong bull?"

As he spoke, his entire body reclined back unconsciously, relishing the soft touch from the back of the chair. His eyes narrowed into slits and his face bore an expression of supreme pleasure.

This man was Li Wanhao.

The former factory manager of Wanhao Playing Cards Factory.

He was also the current de facto ruler of Wanhao District, with over a thousand survivors under his command.

Seeing that Li Rong still kept his head down, too afraid to speak, Li Wanhao finally lifted his eyelids to glance at him and said, "If you've got something to say, spit it out quickly. If you can't say it, then get the hell out of my office."

Witnessing this, Wu Yue stood up, walked over to Li Rong, and pulled him to sit beside himself.

Then he said, "Brother Hao, you too, what kind of way is this to talk to your own brother?"

He then turned his head and whispered to Li Rong in persuasion,

"Take advantage of the fact that your brother hasn't lost his temper yet. Speak up quickly, or what if he really drives you out later?"

"Did something happen at the station?"

"Or is it…"

Before Wu Yue could finish, Li Rong, gritting his teeth, burst out with a few words: "Xiao Hao is dead. He was killed by that Zhang and some outsiders. When I found him, his body was almost rotten from the rain!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, his face full of anger and resentment as he addressed Li Wanhao,

"I want to kill him!"

"I…"

But before Li Rong could finish, Li Wanhao, who was reclining in his chair, barked sharply, "Enough! How many times have I told you not to mess with Old Zhang, not to mess with Old Zhang!"

"You!"

"What have you done!"

"I…"

Li Rong tried to retaliate, but his brother had already jumped up from his chair, grabbed his collar, and stared him down from less than ten centimeters away.

"Do you have any idea that little bastard almost bedded Old Zhang's woman one night?"

"Or was that your idea too?"

Upon hearing this, Li Rong's expression immediately became panicked, and he quickly retorted, "No, no, I didn't! Xiao Hao couldn't possibly do that kind of thing…"

Before he could finish, Li Wanhao pushed him away with one hand and sat back down in the chair beneath him.

The anger that was there just moments ago had vanished without a trace.

But still with a tinge of reluctance,

"But brother, Xiao Hao was my nephew, and your nephew too!"

"No matter what, you have to…"

"Enough!"

Li Wanhao shouted again, cutting off Li Rong's intent to continue.

"That kid deserved to die a long time ago!"

"If it weren't for the fact that he was our nephew, do you think Old Zhang would have let him off so many times? Use your pig brain, get out of my sight!"

Li Rong still wanted to say something, but upon catching sight of his big brother's expression, he eventually swallowed the words he had ready and, after a moment, the door to the office was shut with a loud bang.

Seeing the situation, Wu Yue also understood that now was not a good time to talk.

So he too gave a curt farewell and left the place.

The office instantly quieted down.

After a long while, a sigh could be heard.@@novelbin@@

"Sigh."