Chapter 407: Clutching their heads, they fled in panic!

As soon as those words were spoken, the entrance fell silent for half a second.

The atmosphere instantly became oppressive and cold!

Zhang Changzhang stared, his iron shovel nearly dropping to the ground;

Yao Ping hid behind the electric scooter, lowering his head further, his hand secretly gripping the seat——

He hadn't expected Lin Yuan to put it so bluntly.

The demolition team captain first froze, then burst into a coarse laugh full of mockery: "Hahaha! You think you can hold the fort? Just you?"

Dao Ba Lian the captain pointed at Lin Yuan, as if looking at a joke: "A lone wounded soldier, no helpers, and you dare say you'll defend the factory? Are you brain‑damaged or just tired of living?"

Lin Yuan didn't move, only his gaze grew colder.

He stood there blocking the doorway, one person stopping dozens of them.

"Looking for death?" the captain laughed until he'd had enough, his face suddenly darkening; he flicked his baton open with a 'crack', the metal rod ringing shrilly, "Fine, I'll grant you your wish!"

He turned and shouted at his men behind him, his voice rough like sandpaper on wood: "Brothers! Charge! Take out this clueless fool! I've got this covered today—if someone dies, I'll take the blame; if anything happens, it's on me, and you'll still get your share!"

"Charge!" the demolition crew answered instantly, raising their steel pipes and pry bars and swarming toward Lin Yuan.

Yao Ping hid behind the electric scooter, hands clamped over his ears, yet he couldn't help peeking through his fingers——

Watching over twenty thugs brandish steel pipes and batons as they surged toward Lin Yuan...

Yao Ping's heart nearly leapt out of his throat as he muttered, "It's over, it's over—Deputy Director Lin is going to get hurt……"

The factory workers shrank back even further, a few old workers gripping wrenches but lacking the courage to step forward——

The thugs' fierce expressions were terrifying, their weapons glinting coldly—everyone knew meeting force with force was suicide.

Zhang Changzhang stamped his feet in anxiety; he'd already called the police, but the officers hadn't arrived……

But the next second, everyone was stunned.

Before the thugs' steel pipes could touch Lin Yuan's hem, he tapped the ground lightly with his toe, his body shooting back half a step like an arrow released from a bow, dodging the foremost pipe swinging down.

Immediately, his right leg whipped out like a lash, a sharp whoosh accompanying it, and with a 'thud' he kicked the waist of the thug charging hardest.

That thug, weighing over two hundred pounds, flew off like a torn sack, slamming into a nearby concrete bollard, howling in pain as his steel pipe rolled far away.

"Charge! All of you, take him down!" the demolition captain kept shouting.

The remaining thugs exchanged glances, then gritting their teeth surged forward!

Some tried to flank him for a sneak attack, others raised their batons to strike Lin Yuan's head.

Lin Yuan remained unfazed, bending his left knee to block the side attack, his knee driving into the thug's abdomen!

That thug instantly doubled over, like a boiled shrimp;

Then he turned, delivering a backward kick with his heel that struck another thug squarely in the chest!

That thug grunted, flew backward, and crashed into two companions behind him!

The three piled to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

In just a dozen seconds, the seven or eight thugs at the front were all blasted away—some clutching their waists and moaning, others covering their chests and gasping; no one dared step forward anymore.

Lin Yuan stood where he was, his hem swaying slightly from the force of his movements, his face expressionless, only a speck of dust on his pant leg.

It was as if he hadn't swatted a group of burly men, but merely a few flies.

"How…… how is this possible?" Yao Ping poked his head out from behind the electric scooter, eyes wide as saucers, his amazement bursting forth: "My goodness… Deputy Director Lin's kicking technique is insane—better than any movie martial‑arts star!"

The factory workers were also dumbstruck; the crowd that had been shrinking back gradually inched forward, some whispering:

"He must be an expert sent by the Su Clan—he's just too good at fighting!"

"With him here, can we actually keep our factory?"

Zhang Changzhang's worried heart eased a little.

Dao Ba Lian the captain stood frozen, his earlier grin locked in place, his baton clattering to the ground with a 'clang', his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

He'd been in the demolition business for over a decade, seen plenty of tough nuts, but never had he witnessed a single person using leg techniques to render over twenty thugs utterly unable to fight back!

"Damn…… just who the hell are you?" the captain's voice trembled, yet he forced himself not to back down——

If he yielded, he'd have no way to face the Fu Li Group later.

Lin Yuan's gaze icy, he swept a glance at the groaning thugs on the ground, his voice still cold: "Me? Deputy Director Lin Yuan of the Su Group's Wind Control Department. Now, get your people out of here."

Those words hit the captain like a slap; he grew frantic and angry, his gaze sweeping over the nearby excavator, then his eyes flashed red!

Dao Ba Lian pointed at the excavator and roared: "Drive it over! Crush him to death! If anything happens, I'll take the blame—the Fu Li Group will protect us!"

The excavator driver in the cab stared, glanced at Lin Yuan standing at the factory gate, then at the captain's ferocious face, hesitated two seconds, and still turned the key——

The excavator's engine roared 'boom‑rumble‑rumble'!

The excavator's massive iron arm slowly lifted, moving toward Lin Yuan; its tracks pressed the ground, emitting a 'creak‑creak' like the footsteps of death.

Yao Ping screamed in terror: "Deputy Director Lin! Dodge! The excavator's coming!"

The factory workers also panicked; some shouted 'Run!', others tried to rush forward to pull Lin Yuan back, but he stopped them with a raised hand.

He stood where he was, watching the excavator draw nearer, his eyes showing no trace of panic.

Lin Yuan loosened his clenched fist, his fingertips brushing his pocket; a few gleaming silver needles had silently appeared in his palm——

His foundation in ancestral Chinese medicine let him not only discern medicinal properties and expel toxins, but also master the 'Flying Needle Point Lock'—now it finally came in handy.

The excavator's tracks kept 'creak‑creeping' forward, its huge shadow already covering Lin Yuan's figure!

The driver was lowering his head to adjust the control lever, preparing to drop the iron arm.

At that instant, Lin Yuan's wrist twitched slightly, and three silver needles shot forth like silver threads!

With three soft 'swish' sounds, they pierced precisely into the driver's Jianjing Point, Quchi Point, and Zusanli!

The driver's body jerked rigid, his hands still on the lever, yet he could exert no strength at all—he couldn't even open his mouth! He was immobilized!

The driver could only stare, emitting a muffled 'uh‑uh', his whole body locked in the seat.

"Deputy Director Lin…… what is he using?" Yao Ping rubbed his eyes, nearly sticking his finger in his mouth——

Those few shining thin needles actually immobilized a person from several meters away?

Before anyone could react, Lin Yuan rushed forward!

He seized the gap in the excavator's tracks, leapt up and grabbed the cab's handrail, then used his arm strength to flip into the driver's seat.

Lin Yuan grabbed the driver's collar in one hand, lifted him up like a chick, and threw him out of the vehicle—

The driver fell with a thud onto the grass, still maintaining his stiff posture, only able to futilely twist his body.

Lin Yuan sat in the driver's seat, glanced at the complex control panel, and his fingers quickly fumbled over the few key buttons—

Although he had never operated an excavator before, he was a top-scoring college entrance exam genius with 750 points—his intellect could grasp anything at a glance! He picked it up quickly!

Moreover, operating an excavator isn't difficult either.

Lin Yuan twisted the throttle, the excavator's engine boomed, sounding even louder; the iron arm lowered slowly, and the tracks began to reverse.

"What... what is he doing?" the demolition team captain stared as the excavator turned, his heart clenched, and an ominous premonition welled up.

Lin Yuan gripped the control lever, his gaze coldly sweeping over the demolition team standing in place—

The thugs who had just been fierce and menacing now stared at the turned excavator, their eyes full of fear.

Lin Yuan slammed the throttle, the excavator lunged straight toward the demolition team, its tracks crushing the ground and kicking up gravel and dust!

The excavator's iron arm occasionally clanged and swayed, like a rampaging steel beast.

"Run! Run!! The excavator's coming!" someone shouted, and the demolition team instantly descended into chaos.

The thugs previously kicked down by Lin Yuan, ignoring their back pain, scrambled sideways to the roadside;

A few uninjured ones also panicked, shoving their companions into the alley, some even losing their shoes and sprinting barefoot across the ground.

The demolition team captain's face turned deathly pale; he turned to run, but tripped over a steel pipe beneath his feet, fell face‑first, and as he got up his split lip bled while he shouted, "Don't run! Get back here!!"

The demolition team members had lost their earlier arrogance, each clutching their heads and scattering in all directions, leaving only rising and falling screams and chaotic footsteps.

Yao Ping poked his head out from behind the electric scooter, watching the yellow excavator weave through the crowd, his mouth open wide enough to fit an egg—

He never imagined that Deputy Director Lin not only knew martial arts, but could also operate such a huge machine as an excavator.

At the factory gate, Factory Director Zhang and the workers were even more stunned, slowly lowering the wrenches they had been gripping; some couldn't help clapping, others quietly cheered "Deputy Director Lin, keep going!", and their earlier fear had been replaced by excitement.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the crowd, Dao Ba Dui Zhang took advantage of the chaos, crouching low to slip into a side alley—

He knew he was likely doomed today; staying any longer would only let Lin Yuan deal with him, so he needed to hurry back to Fu Li Group to call for reinforcements.

But just as Dao Ba Lian took his first step out of the alley, a sudden 'whoosh' sounded behind him, and immediately a tremendous force struck his back.

"Bang!"

The tip of the excavator's mechanical arm slammed precisely into Dao Ba Dui Zhang's back!

Dao Ba Lian Captain didn't even have time to cry out before his whole body flew forward like a broken‑kite, slamming hard onto the concrete three meters away.

Dao Ba Lian spat a mouthful of fresh blood with a 'wah', staining the ground before him red.

He struggled to get up, but found his chest in agonizing pain, making even moving a finger a struggle.

The excavator gradually came to a stop, its tracks ceased turning, and the engine's roar faded away.

Lin Yuan pushed open the door, leapt to the ground, steadied himself, brushed off the dust on his hands, and walked toward the fallen Dao Ba Dui Zhang……