Chapter 410: He came to crash!

"Brother Yuan! Everyone's here! The dung trucks have arrived too!" Pan Jia quickly walked to Lin Yuan's side, lowered his voice to report, his eyes full of excitement—

Working with Lin Yuan has always been swift and decisive, exactly to his liking.

Lin Yuan nodded, raised his hand pointing at the revolving door of the Fu Li Group Building: "Let's start, don't waste time."

Pan Jia immediately waved, and his men rushed straight toward the building's entrance……

They had just reached the steps when they were blocked by…… two men in security uniforms at the Fu Li Group entrance:

"What are you doing? This is Fu Li Group, no trouble allowed!"

"Get lost!" Pan Jia didn't waste words with them, he swung his hand straight at the left guard's face!

The fist came with a whoosh, directly knocking that guard stumbling backward.

The other guard tried to pull out his walkie-talkie for help, but before he could reach his pocket, an employee of the Goddess Bar grabbed his arm!

The rubber baton "Bang!" struck the guard's back, pain instantly flattening him to the ground, and his walkie-talkie fell to the side.

In less than half a minute, the two guards were beaten black and blue, curled up in the corner of the steps, too afraid to speak up or block them anymore.

Pan Jia waved at the dung trucks, and the first dung truck immediately pulled up to the building entrance!

The driver pressed the switch, the hatch at the bottom of the cargo bay flung open with a "Splash!", brownish dung mixed with wastewater poured out, a pungent stench instantly spreading.

Passersby were frightened and retreated in all directions!

Some covered their noses and screamed, some pulled out their phones to take pictures, others stood far away discussing it, but nobody dared to get close.

The second dung truck pulled up right after, likewise dumping its full load of dung at the entrance!

The originally clean marble steps were quickly covered in dung, wastewater flowed down the steps onto the road, pooling into patches of murky water on the ground.

The third and fourth dung trucks came forward one after another……

The dung in the cargo bays kept pouring out……

In less than ten minutes, a half‑human‑high "dung mountain" piled up at the entrance of the Fu Li Group Building, the stench drifting hundreds of meters on the wind, even nearby shop staff hurriedly shut their doors and windows.

By now it was eight o'clock at night; inside the Fu Li Group, the employees had already left work.

So there was no one inside the building to come and stop them.

The mere dozen or so security guards inside the building, who tried to come out to block them, were all given a brutal beating by Pan Jia's men and knocked to the ground.

Pan Jia's men stood around, lightly tapping their rubber batons in their palms, ready to prevent anyone from coming to cause trouble, their eyes full of contempt—

Going up against Brother Yuan, the Fu Li Group is just asking for trouble.

Lin Yuan stood across the street, looking at the dung mountain constantly emitting a foul stench; his face showed no expression, only a hint of coldness deep in his eyes gradually fading.

Pan Jia quickly ran across the street, panting as he approached Lin Yuan, his voice low but excited: "Brother Yuan! All four trucks of dung have been dumped! That dung mountain at the entrance is even higher than we expected, completely covered inside and out!"

Lin Yuan nodded, his gaze still locked on the foul‑smelling dung mountain at the Fu Li Group entrance, his fingertips lightly rubbing the car key, showing no extra expression.

Lin Yuan spoke, his tone as cold as a night‑wind: "Bring forward the prepared gasoline, one ton, pour it all on."

Pan Jia froze for a moment, then his eyes lit up——

He immediately shouted to his brothers, voice fierce: "Brothers, listen up! Drive the rear fuel tanker over! One ton of gasoline, pour it all over the dung mountain at the Fu Li Building entrance, don't leave any!"

In just two minutes, two silver‑colored fuel tankers came around the corner, their wheels splashing through the puddles of water mixed with dung, kicking up brown spray.

The fuel tankers came to a steady stop directly in front of the Fu Li Group's revolving door, exactly facing that half‑human‑high dung mountain.

The fuel tanker driver jumped out, swiftly opened the rear valve, and clear gasoline began to flow out through the black pipe.

The "Splash‑splash‑splash" sound rang out especially clear in the night; as soon as it touched the dung mountain, it seeped down through the gaps in the dung.

The air, which had only been reeking of dung, quickly became mixed with a strong, pungent gasoline smell——

The two odors intertwined, both foul and irritating.

Passersby no longer dared to linger, screaming as they ran away; even those holding up phones to take pictures hastily packed up their equipment, fearing they'd be caught in the blast.

Pan Jia hurried over to Lin Yuan, his hands still reeking of gasoline, his voice a bit urgent:

"Brother Yuan! The whole ton of gasoline has been poured, it flowed around the dung mountain, even soaking the steps at the entrance!"

Lin Yuan lifted his gaze, his eyes falling on the revolving door of the Fu Li Building plastered with dung water, his voice icy as ice, without a hint of hesitation: "Light it."

The security team member standing by had already gripped a windproof lighter; hearing the order, he stepped forward, clicked it on with a "click", producing a faint blue flame, and lightly touched it to the gasoline‑soaked ground.

The flame touched the gasoline and instantly shot up like crazy!

With a booming "Boom!", orange‑red tongues of flame licked the entire ground in an instant, wildly spreading along the trail of gasoline.

In less than three seconds, the entrance of the Fu Li Building was completely engulfed in flames!

The half‑human‑high dung mountain in the fire emitted a sizzling "hiss‑hiss", black thick smoke billowed upward, soon obscuring the building's glass curtain wall.

Pan Jia and his men instinctively stepped back three paces, their faces lit by the dancing firelight, their eyes full of shock—

Even after following Lin Yuan, this was the first time they'd seen such a fierce showdown.

Orange‑red flames wrapped in black smoke shot skyward, licking the Fu Li Building's glass curtain wall!

At the building entrance, the recently piled dung mountain sizzled in the fire, the stench mingling with a burnt smell that exploded into the night air, detectable even several hundred meters away.

The security guards inside the building watched the spreading flames, their hands trembling; they grabbed their walkie‑talkies and shouted for help several times, then frantically pulled out their phones to dial the fire department, their voices choked with tears:

"Hurry! The Fu Li Building is on fire! The fire is too big!"

Lin Yuan stood at the edge of the firelight, watching Pan Jia lead his brothers into a black car.

He gave the order for Pan Jia's group to withdraw first.

Lin Yuan didn't get in the car right away; instead he walked toward the shadow at the street corner, his steps light as a cat's, and in an instant he vanished into the darkness where the streetlights couldn't reach……

He crouched in the dark shadow, leaving only his eyes fixed on the direction of the building entrance.

Not even ten minutes later, the sound of fire engine sirens came from afar.

Red‑blue flashing lights cut through the night sky, three fire trucks came one after another toward the Fu Li Building.

The sound of the fire trucks' wheels rolling over the pavement grew nearer, piercing the night's quiet.

Lin Yuan reached into his pocket and pulled out a few silver needles, twisting them lightly between his fingers; the silver needles gleamed with a cold light in the night.

He stared at the rear wheel of the leading fire truck, flicked his wrist, and the Silver Needle shot out like an arrow from a string, piercing the tire valve stem precisely—

With a hiss, the tire instantly went flat.

The first fire truck had just reached the building intersection when its body suddenly lurched; the firefighter driver slammed on the brakes and muttered, bewildered: "What the hell? How did the tire blow out all of a sudden?"

The two fire trucks behind tried to go around the disabled vehicle and continue forward, but Lin Yuan quickly flung several more Silver Needles, each striking their front wheels—

Within a few seconds, the other two also came to a stop, leaving three fire trucks blocking the intersection, their sirens still wailing shrilly, yet unable to move an inch.

Lin Yuan leaned against the wall, watching the fire trucks jammed at the intersection, his eyes devoid of any ripple—

During the day, when he was in trouble at the Rainbow Factory, someone had maliciously blocked the police car, causing a delay;

Now Lin Yuan is using the same tactic to delay the firefighting—paying them back in kind, letting the Fu Li Group also taste what it's like to be held up!

Not long after, the civilian vehicles that had rushed up were stuck at the intersection, horns blaring back and forth; the already narrow road was completely jammed— not even fire trucks, let alone electric bikes, could get through. The scene descended into chaos; firefighters got out to inspect and discovered the puncture holes in the tires, their faces turning grim, yet they could find no saboteur.

Time ticked by second by second; the fire truck driver coordinated a tow while waiting for traffic police to clear the road, and in the blink of an eye an hour and a half had passed— the queue of stalled vehicles on the road grew longer and longer, even the air reeked of burnt smell.

By the time the tow truck finally hauled away the blocking fire truck and traffic police had cleared the road, the Fu Li Building was already burned beyond recognition—

The entire building had at least ten floors destroyed by fire.

The top-floor slab collapsed, and all the glass on the exterior walls shattered.

Nothing remained but a black steel framework standing in the night; the firelight had dimmed but still smoldered faintly, and nearly half of the building had been razed.

Lin Yuan watched the distant firefighters spraying water to extinguish the blaze, confirmed his goal was achieved, then turned and slipped away from the shadows—

He walked toward his own car, his steps still steady, as if the great fire and the meticulously planned delay were just another ordinary occurrence.

…

At eleven p. m., a black Maybach tore through the night and came to an abrupt stop a hundred meters from the Fu Li Building, its tires screeching against the pavement.

Fu Li Group Chairman Yu Zhong Fu flung open the car door, his suit jacket still speckled with wine stains, yet he didn't bother to tidy himself.

He had barely stepped out when the acrid smell of burnt smoke hit him, making him cough; Yu Zhong Fu's face darkened instantly.

He steadied himself by the car door, looked up at the not‑far Fu Li Building—once blazing with brilliant lights, now half of it engulfed in flames!

Charred steel beams protruded, occasional sparks flickered in the wreckage, and firefighters' hoses continued to spray water on the debris; the splashing water mixed with black sludge, pooling into murky puddles on the ground.

"My building…" Yu Zhong Fu's voice trembled, his body nearly collapsing to the ground.

Yu Zhong Fu gripped the car‑door handle so hard his knuckles whitened; shock gave way to fury as he snarled, "Who did this?! Who the hell did it?!"

The aide hurried over, head lowered, afraid to meet his gaze, voice trembling: "Mr. Yu, the firefighters said… they found gasoline traces at the scene, and the dung that had been dumped at the entrance earlier— it looks like arson…"

"Arson?" Yu Zhong Fu snapped his head over, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

At that moment, the captain of the demolition team stepped forward, trembling, and reported: "Director Yu… aside from Lin Yuan, the Risk Control Deputy Supervisor of the Su Group, who else could it be? It must be him!"

Yu Zhong Fu gritted his teeth, they clacking, his chest heaving: "Good, good Lin Yuan! To dare oppose me, Yu Zhong Fu, he's tired of living!"

He wiped his face, the alcohol gone, leaving only icy ruthlessness as he growled at the aide: "Immediately contact the top‑ranked enforcers in the group! Bring in all the elite fighters you can— the more, the better!"

The aide stared for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Mr. Yu, you mean…?"

Yu Zhong Fu cut him off, voice icy: "Tomorrow morning I want to know Lin Yuan's every move— whether he's at the office or at home— have him seized!"

Yu Zhong Fu paused, a flicker of malign intent in his eyes: "I want him to see with his own eyes what price he'll pay for destroying my building! I'll make it so he can neither live nor die!"

The aide, seeing Yu Zhong Fu's fury, dared not ask further, fumbled for his phone and began dialing, his fingers trembling—

He'd followed Yu Zhong Fu for so long, yet this was the first time he'd seen Director Yu fly into such a rage!

…

Nine a. m., Su Group, Chairman's Office.

Su Monong sat in her chair, gripping a tablet whose screen flashed the headline in glaring red: "Fu Li Building razed in overnight blaze, main structure severely damaged."

Hearing the office door push open, she jerked her head up to see Lin Yuan stride in with a briefcase, his expression unchanged, as if the city‑shaking fire of the previous night had nothing to do with him.

"Director Su, did you call for me?" Lin Yuan asked as he entered the office.

"Lin Yuan!" Su Monong sprang to her feet, hurried over, voice still urgent: "You… did you go to the Fu Li Building last night?"

Lin Yuan sat on the sofa, poured himself a cup of warm water, then spoke slowly:

"Yeah, I hired a few temporary workers, took the dung they'd dumped at the Su clan's gate, and left it exactly as is at the Fu Li Building's entrance."

He said it offhand, as casually as mentioning he'd eaten breakfast, yet Su Monong's heart sank—

What troubled her wasn't the dung, but the fire.

"And… the fire?" Su Monong's voice trembled, her fingertips turning white: "The reports say the Fu Li Building was deliberately set ablaze— was it you?"

Lin Yuan's hand holding the water cup paused; he lifted his gaze to Su Monong, utterly candid, tone calm to the point of detachment: "I set it."

"Are you crazy?" Su Monong jerked back a step, the tablet slapping onto the carpet with a clatter, disbelief flooding her: "Arson is a serious crime— it'll land you in prison! How could you do something like that?"

"Don't be afraid." Lin Yuan set down his water cup, his body leaning slightly forward, his eyes showing no panic, only a steadfast calm: "They struck first—throwing manure, posting your photos, even trying to burn down the Rainbow Factory; which of those isn't illegal?"

Lin Yuan paused: "Dealing with someone like Yu Zhong Fu who mixes with the Underworld, talking law and rules with him will only let him push further. Only by repaying him with his own methods will he fear."

Su Monong's breath grew ragged; she looked into Lin Yuan's eyes, hoping to find a hint of "regret" or "worry", but saw only calm: "But this is illegal! What if they find out..."

"It can't be found." Lin Yuan cut her off, his tone full of absolute confidence:

"The driver of the manure truck was hired temporarily, leaving no personal information; the gasoline was bought on the black market, its source untraceable; I wore a mask and hat the whole time, leaving no trace of myself at the scene. Even if Yu Zhong Fu guessed it was me, he couldn't produce any evidence."

Su Monong stood where she was, looking at Lin Yuan on the sofa, suddenly feeling that the person before her was strange.

After work in the evening, Lin Yuan drove Director Su back to the villa.

Su Monong sat in the front passenger seat, her brow still slightly furrowed, her tone laced with lingering worry: "You really need to be careful; Yu Zhong Fu will surely not let this go."

Lin Yuan turned his head, seeing the anxiety in her eyes, his fingertips lightly tapping the steering wheel, his tone softer than in the morning: "Rest assured, Director Su, I have things under control; I won't let myself get into trouble. At home, keep the door locked, and call me anytime if anything happens."

Su Monong nodded, opened the car door and got out, then turned back to add: "Don't keep confronting him head-on; if we really can't, we'll call the police."

Lin Yuan replied with a "Got it," watching her walk into the villa.

Only then did Lin Yuan start the car and merge into the evening rush‑hour traffic.

Soothing music played from the car stereo, Lin Yuan gripped the steering wheel, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the rearview mirror—

Just a moment ago at the residential complex entrance, he had noticed a black sedan parked not far away, initially thinking it was a ride‑hail car waiting for a resident, and hadn't paid much attention.

But as his car left the residential area and entered the main road, the black sedan consistently stayed about fifty meters behind him, neither overtaking nor falling behind, maintaining a precise distance.

Lin Yuan furrowed his brows, deliberately turned on his right turn signal, and moved into the right lane…

In the corner of his eye he saw the black sedan in the rearview mirror also flip on its right turn signal and change lanes likewise.

"A coincidence?" Lin Yuan muttered to himself, lightly tapping the brake; his speed dropped, and the black sedan behind also slowed, still keeping the same distance, with no intention to overtake.

This time, Lin Yuan was completely certain—

It wasn't a coincidence; they were after him!