Chapter 2210 - 2050: My Dad Is Wang Gang! (6)

Chapter 2210: Chapter 2050: My Dad Is Wang Gang! (6)

The next day during the day, Song Xiaodong was at home doing alchemy when he got a bunch of calls from Su Family people, all saying their venues were getting smashed.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing? This place belongs to the Su Family!"

"Exactly, we’re smashing the Su Family’s place!"

"You filthy bitch, get the hell away!"

"Don’t get yourself hurt!"

"Fuck, you guys really have a death wish, you even dare smash Su Family’s stuff? Get him for me!"

"Hurry up and inform Mr. Song!"

Song Xiaodong immediately sent Su Family’s family guards over to fight back, but by the time they got there, the wreckers had already bolted.

"Family Head, these sons of bitches are too slick, smash and run."

Song Xiaodong issued an order to everyone: "We can lose the stuff, but bring me one of them back alive."

The whole morning, nobody knew how many of Minghe’s businesses under Song Xiaodong’s name got busted up, or how much loss they were eating.

By noon there was finally a breakthrough. At a bathhouse under the Su Family name, one of the guys who came to smash the place was too slow; the floor inside was slippery, he slipped and landed ass over teakettle, and got pinned down by Su Family people.

The Su Family people dragged this unlucky bastard they’d caught back to the Su Family Courtyard.

In the council hall, Su family guards stood in two rows at Song Xiaodong’s sides.

The unlucky bastard saw this setup and his legs went weak with fear.

"Which unit are you from?" Song Xiaodong asked coldly.

Being asked like that made the unlucky bastard even more terrified.

Not just because Song Xiaodong could see at a glance that he was military, but also because of the squad leader’s order before they set off: under no circumstances were they to get caught, and absolutely never reveal their unit number.

Though scared, the unlucky bastard still didn’t talk.

"Then sorry about this."

Song Xiaodong didn’t bother with any of that TV-drama crap about gentle persuasion before torture. After a whole morning of his businesses being smashed to shit, he had zero patience left.

He just pulled out the legendary Ant-Bite Powder again.

Su Family’s family guards slammed the unlucky bastard down to the floor. Song Xiaodong twisted open the cap of the Ant-Bite Powder; white smoke poured out and got inhaled by the unlucky bastard.

The unlucky bastard felt an itchy numbness, like a swarm of ants drilling in from his nose into his windpipe, into his lungs, then spreading out from the lungs, and soon his whole body was engulfed by the sensation of being gnawed by ants.

"I’ll talk! I’ll talk!"

The unlucky bastard couldn’t hold out for long.

Nobody could.

"I’m from **** Security Company!"

"Let me go, let me go!"

"Too late! There’s no antidote for this stuff!"

The unlucky bastard rolled back and forth on the ground for a while before the drug’s effect slowly faded. He collapsed limply to the floor, like he’d fallen asleep.

Song Xiaodong went to check and found out who this security company belonged to—it was a company run by Wang Chao, with its office right in Minghe.

So Song Xiaodong mobilized the troops and summoned all of Su Family’s family guards.

"Our Su Family has never been pushed around like this. Today, we’re gonna take justice back with our own hands!"

A crowd of people rolled out in force, heading straight for the address of the security company run by Wang Chao, the ones who’d smashed Su Family’s businesses.

The entrance was narrow, with roadblocks set up, and a banner hanging that read "**** Security Company" along with a few slogan posters.

Seeing so many people coming, the two guards at the gate rushed to report. In no time, a muster horn blared inside the compound, followed by neat, uniform footsteps and loud shouts.

For ordinary folks and even for the Su family guards, it was a pretty shocking sight.

But Song Xiaodong looked completely relaxed.

In a short while, the security guards in the compound had all assembled. The security captain walked up to Song Xiaodong and said coldly, "Mr. Song, you can’t be this stupid, can you?"

"Ah..."

The security captain was sent flying ten meters by a single kick from Song Xiaodong, smashing up the neat formation of the security phalanx.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The security guards and Su family guards erupted in earth-shaking battle cries.

Both sides tacitly grabbed rubber batons. They wouldn’t kill you, but they sure as hell hurt.

The security company had more people than the Su Family. Before long, the Su Family couldn’t hold the line and were being pushed back out.

Then Xiaodong personally waded in. One flying kick blasted open a path, he fought his way back into the formation, wielding two rubber batons like Dian Wei reborn, charging back and forth, beating Wang Chao’s security guards so bad they were scrambling around with their heads in their arms.

"Enough!"

Just then, the security captain who’d been kicked down got up, grabbed a loudhailer, and shouted.

All you could hear was the crisp, unified sound of batons pounding.

The compound’s three sides were three-story buildings, and from the rooftops on all three sides, a neat row of rubber batons poked out, encircling the Su family guards.

Both sides stopped.

The security captain held a rubber baton, lightly slapping it into his other palm with a "pa pa pa" sound as he slowly paced over to Song Xiaodong.

"Fight, huh? Why’d you stop?" The platoon leader cocked his head, sticking his face close to Song Xiaodong.

"Ah!"

The security captain went flying backward again.

"Dang dang dang dang!"

A row of rubber batons smashed into the ground less than a meter in front of Song Xiaodong, leaving a string of marks and kicking up little puffs of dust.

Song Xiaodong stood there like he was nailed into the earth, not moving an inch.

He kept walking forward.

"Don’t move!"

From the three tall buildings, who knew how many batons were all aimed at Xiaodong’s head. Dozens of people shouted "Don’t move!" in unison, the sound so loud it made the ground tremble slightly.

But it was like Song Xiaodong didn’t hear a thing.

"Hit me!" Xiaodong stomped his foot and yelled at the line of security guards in front of him.

The momentum of his voice dwarfed even the dozens of people shouting "Don’t move," so fierce it scared the security guards stupid.

Nobody dared "pull the trigger."

Xiaodong walked over to the security captain who was lying on the ground, unable to get up.

He reached out to grab the security captain by the collar.

A few junior security guards next to him moved to protect their captain.

"Hmm?"

Xiaodong glared and barked, and those junior guards didn’t dare make a move.

He yanked the security captain up by the collar, lifting the whole man into the air.

"Was this your doing?" Xiaodong asked.

"Yeah, I did it!" The security captain stared straight into Xiaodong’s eyes as he answered.

"You’ve got guts." Xiaodong gave him a flick of the wrist and threw the captain flying again, then raised his head and flipped a middle finger at all those wooden sticks up high aiming at his head.

Just then, the roar of engines came from outside the camp.

Xiaodong could tell it was the sound of military jeeps.

Wang Chao’s security company had called in even more people.