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The role that He Yuzhu was assigned was not only the principal of this training school, but also the factory manager of the machinery factory that will be built in the future.
Keep in mind that before this, Daniel was a high-ranking military officer with the rank of senior colonel!
If it weren't for an unexpected event that caused him to deviate from his political stance and choose the wrong side, he would most likely have been promoted to the rank of general according to the normal development trajectory.
Even so, his exceptional talent and rich experience should not be underestimated.
Even if he were to serve as the director of a machinery factory, it would undoubtedly be a waste of his talents.
On that very day, after finishing work, He Yuzhu left his workplace and chose to walk home.
The distance between his home and the building where the training center was located was only about 300 meters. He usually walked to and from the training center and rarely drove.
After he turned a corner and walked a few meters forward, a strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.
Looking up, I saw five men wearing flashy shirts and with various tattoos on their arms walking towards me.
These men were all menacing and ferocious, inspiring fear in those who saw them. Relying on his keen intuition, He Yuzhu quickly used his powerful mental energy to investigate, only to discover that each of them concealed a sharp machete at their waist.
Not only that, but right behind him stood five or six burly gangsters with menacing expressions.
These people all had fierce eyes, as if they wanted to devour the person in front of them alive.
At that moment, they all drew their gleaming longswords from their waists, the sharp blades flashing with a chilling light in the sunlight.
At the same time, there were more than a dozen equally vicious thugs in front of them, wielding machetes, blocking their way.
Every face was contorted with ferocity and brutality. They raised their machetes high, wielding them with a fierce momentum, and slashed straight at He Yuzhu.
In an instant, swords flashed and shadows danced, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
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He Yuzhu was clearly stunned at first, as if he was surprised and puzzled by what was happening in front of him.
However, just a moment later, a smile appeared on his face.
During this period, He Yuzhu was committed to restraining his gang members.
He strictly ordered them not to harass the people and to behave properly.
Moreover, he voluntarily reduced the amount of money he collected as gifts to alleviate the burden on the public.
At the same time, he explicitly forbade all those heinous acts that forced women into prostitution, causing families to be destroyed and lives lost, and absolutely forbade such incidents to ever happen again.
Through these measures, He Yuzhu successfully created a relatively harmonious and stable community environment.
To his utter surprise, someone actually dared to provoke him and try to hurt him.
Since that's the case, this is a good opportunity to put our long-dormant martial arts skills to good use.
He Yuzhu moved with lightning speed, rushing forward with incredible speed.
His speed was astonishing; in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the group of thugs.
Facing the oncoming sharp blade, He Yuzhu showed no fear and displayed a unique skill of disarming a blade with his bare hands.
He deftly sidestepped, easily dodging a fatal blow. Then, before his opponent could react, he swiftly grabbed the machete from his hand.
Although there may be all sorts of objects in the surrounding space, it would be too shocking to conjure up a weapon in front of everyone at this moment.
He Yuzhu, now wielding a machete, presents a stark contrast to the gangsters who previously carried sharp blades.
In the hands of gangsters, machetes are nothing more than simple and brutal actions such as slashing and stabbing, because they mostly rely on a fierce and brute force.
But when the machete came into He Yuzhu's hands, everything changed completely.
He gripped the incredibly sharp machete tightly with both hands, his arm muscles taut, veins bulging, as he swung it wildly.
In an instant, it seemed as if countless silver lightning bolts appeared in the air, making it impossible to see the exact location of the blade. All that could be seen were patches of chilling blade light flashing by rapidly.
Before the unlucky guys on the other side could even react, one of them had already been hit.
The machete sliced across the man's body like a ghost, instantly tearing a long gash in his flesh.
In an instant, crimson blood gushed out like a flood bursting its banks, splattering everywhere.
Immediately afterward, He Yuzhu moved like the wind, attacking from both sides with unstoppable force. In the blink of an eye, the five thugs in front of him fell to the ground with screams, like harvested wheat.
Then, he suddenly flipped over and pounced on the other six people who rushed up behind him without hesitation.
At this moment, these guys were already terrified by He Yuzhu's fierce and ruthless aura, and they had no courage to resist at all.
Only two of them had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward to fight, while the other four turned around and ran away in terror.
Faced with these two reckless opponents, He Yuzhu raised his knife and brought it down with the force of thunder.
With two dull thuds as they fell to the ground, the two men quickly followed in their companion's footsteps.
Then, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped into the air like an arrow, instantly appearing behind the four escapees.
Two more clean and swift slashes followed, and two more thugs fell to the ground with screams of pain.
At this point, the last two remaining people completely collapsed, their legs gave way, and they knelt down with a thud.
Their faces were deathly pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and the machetes in their hands clattered to the ground. They kept shouting:
"Hero, spare your life! Hero, spare your life!"
He Yuzhu's face was ashen as he coldly asked, "Whose people are you exactly?"
The two answered tremblingly, "We... our boss is Brother Hung from North Point."
Upon hearing the words "North Point," He Yuzhu's heart skipped a beat, and a memory quickly surfaced in his mind.
It turns out that the group of thugs who had been harassing Elena were actually Xiong Ge's men.
I've just been busy with company affairs lately, so I haven't had time to deal with these guys.
Completely unexpectedly, the other party had already found out everything about him and even sent people to intercept and kill him!
"Brother, please have mercy on us! We were just following orders!"
The cries for mercy were incessant, but the only response they received was a cold, two-word reply: "Stop arguing."
The intense sounds of hacking and slashing instantly shattered the surrounding tranquility, startling many people who rushed towards the scene.
From afar, Tang saw the people lying haphazardly on the ground, covered in blood, and was terrified.
He rushed over in a few strides, and asked with concern:
"Mr. He, are you injured anywhere? Should I call an ambulance for you right away?"
However, Mr. He waved his hand and calmly said, "No need. Just lock up all 11 people, treat their wounds and bandage them up. Just make sure they don't lose their lives."
After all, as long as the person isn't dead, there's still room for maneuver. Although human life isn't very valuable in this world, it's still quite a troublesome matter if someone dies on the spot.
Nowadays, the police are even more ruthless than the underworld. Once they discover that you have committed even the slightest mistake, they will pounce on you like hungry wolves and extort money from you.
If you come from a well-off family, it's not so bad; you'll just have to lose money to avoid disaster. But if you're not well-off to begin with, then what awaits you is endless torment. They'll make sure to ruin your family and bankrupt you. They'll want to suck the marrow out of your bones and extract every last bit of value from you.
"Quickly clean up the scene, take these guys back for a thorough interrogation, and find out their purpose and who is behind them. Also, send someone to find out who this 'Brother Xiong' really is and what his background is."
He Yuzhu gave the order expressionlessly.
"Yes, Mr. He, I'll take care of it right away!" the subordinate replied respectfully.
He Yuzhu casually tossed the blood-stained machete aside, clapped his hands, and then turned and strode away from this place of trouble.
He figured someone else would handle the mess, and he wasn't going to bother with it anymore.
Not long after, He Yuzhu returned home. He had just sat down when the phone on the table suddenly rang.
"Hello? Who is this?" He Yuzhu asked, picking up the phone.
"Old He, I heard you were just attacked with a knife? Are you hurt?" A concerned voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Oh, it's Detective Feng. I didn't expect you to get the news so quickly."
When He Yuzhu heard that it was Feng Junkai calling, he was a little surprised, but he still responded politely.
In this bustling yet chaotic Hong Kong, the authorities adopted a strategy of using Chinese to check and balance other Chinese in order to better control the situation.
Therefore, the police station hired a large number of Chinese to serve as military and police officers.
However, due to racial discrimination and other reasons, Chinese people generally have a low status in the police force, and the highest position they can reach is detective, which is equivalent to a small leader in the police station.
Nevertheless, detectives like Feng Junkai are quite influential figures in the local area.
Speaking of Detective Feng Junkai, he's a real local tyrant. Don't be fooled by his nice-sounding name, "Junkai," he's actually a ruthless and worldly-wise character.
He has been operating in this area for many years and has extensive connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. Ordinary people dare not easily provoke him.
He had a group of ruthless gangsters under his command.
These gangsters collect money from various sources on a daily basis, and according to regulations, they must hand over a portion of the money to Feng Junkai.
This act of paying money is essentially a form of so-called "protection fee."
Despite the rampant activities of organized crime in the 1980s, they were still subject to a certain degree of suppression by Chinese police officers.
However, in that era, to do business peacefully, one had to be able to navigate both the legitimate and criminal worlds with ease.
Left with no other choice, He Yuzhu could only swallow his anger and keep quiet. When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head!
Every month, he had to obediently hand over a sum of money to Feng Junkai, otherwise the police would come knocking on his door every few days to cause trouble.