Chapter 94: A Death Occurred at the Factory!

Ning Jingli has only learned the Heavenly Mystery Heart Method and knows no martial techniques at all, not even how to fight.

But as her perception improves, her reaction speed already far exceeds that of ordinary people.

The moment the security guard's fist came down, she instinctively tilted her head.

The swift, fierce fist smashed into empty air.

Not only the guard was stunned, Ning Jingli herself was taken aback.

Both of them were surprised in their hearts: could she really dodge that?

But the guard thought it must have been a coincidence.

When I used to roam the streets and brawl, that little girl was still drinking milk, let alone that I've later trained specially; beating ten untrained ordinary adult men is as easy as eating and drinking.

Right, it must have been a lucky break that let her dodge.

"I warn you, don't act recklessly!" Ning Jingli said gravely.

The guard treated her as just an ordinary factory worker and pompously said, "You started this trouble, and you were the ones who struck first! We're doing this to protect the factory! If we don't give you a lesson, can you behave?"

Unaware of the truth, Ning Jingli still thought the guard was quite professional, but his approach was inadequate, as his solution was improper.

So she kindly advised, "Everyone's angry right now; using force won't solve anything, it will only worsen the conflict between the workers and the factory. Listen to me, stop hitting people, and help me break up the fight."

The guard sneered silently.

Break up the fight?

I'm just trying to blow this up and cause a few deaths!

"Alright, alright, I'll give it a try," the guard pretended to cooperate, hoping to lower Ning Jingli's guard.

Ning Jingli helped the frail middle-aged man to his feet, intending to take him to a corner of the workshop for safety,

the instant the two turned around.

The guard furtively picked up a wooden stick from the ground and, without warning, smashed it hard toward the man's back of the head.

If it hit, the middle-aged man would surely have his skull split open and lie dead on the spot.

A chill shot up Ning Jingli's neck, and goosebumps rose all over.

She didn't even turn her head, and instinctively reacted again.

In a flash, she swiftly pressed the middle-aged man's head down, then let her Internal Strength flow naturally, and kicked hard backward.

Bang!

a muffled thud.

The guard hadn't had time to swing the stick when Ning Jingli, with a scorpion-tail-like kick, sent him flying.

The kick was executed in one fluid motion.

The guard was hurled two or three meters away, colliding with several people still fighting, and finally slipped, falling heavily backward, his back of the head striking a machine precisely.

"You..."

The guard bared his teeth, glared at Ning Jingli, forced himself to stand, but his head throbbed intensely.

He reached back to feel his head, and his complexion changed instantly.

He felt a dent in his skull, and it was sticky... wet...

When he trembled and lifted his hand to his eyes, he saw it covered in fresh blood.

Then his vision went black, and he collapsed into the pool of blood.

Watching the blood spread across the floor, the person could only exhale, not inhale.

Everyone nearby who witnessed the scene stopped fighting, and someone shouted, "Dead... someone's dead! A death has occurred!"

A gasp echoed throughout the entire workshop.

The others also gradually halted, all turning their gaze here.

Ning Jingli stood frozen in place.

Dao Tiao Lian and the other guards, thinking one of their own had succeeded, rushed over, pushed aside the onlookers, and saw that the person lying in the blood was actually a comrade.

"Brother... brother!"

Dao Tiao Lian lunged forward, his eyes bulging out.

He shouted twice to no response, then immediately checked for breath and pulse.

"Quick, call an ambulance!" a guard shouted.

Dao Tiao Lian's face turned ashen, and he shook his head, "He's already dead, no heartbeat..."

Everyone's expression changed, and the workers, trembling, put down the weapons they had been using.

Another dozen or so comrades mixed among them were also dumbfounded.

According to the original plan, it should have been the factory employees who were killed!

How did one of our own end up dead?

This wasn't supposed to happen!

"Who did it?" Dao Tiao Lian, the Security Team Leader, rose slowly, his murderous eyes scanning the surroundings, quickly fixing on Ning Jingli.

He hadn't seen the whole incident.

However, judging from the direction the dead guard fell, the young girl opposite him was a strong suspect.

"It... it was her..." a trembling factory worker pointed at Ning Jingli, "I... I think I saw her kick that guard."

"Yes... I saw it too."

A few more factory workers stepped forward to testify.

They said the situation was too chaotic to see clearly, but they were sure she kicked, causing the guard to lose his balance and fall backward, hitting his head and dying.

Ning Jingli felt a chill down her spine, her head buzzing.

She never intended anyone to die!

At that time it was purely a defensive reaction; who knew this kind of accident would happen?

"I... I didn't mean to..." Ning Jinli struggled to stay calm, her voice trembling as she spoke.

The ten security guards led by Daotiao Lian all had killing intent in their eyes.

They wished they could beat this woman to death right now.

But if they attacked her now, the nature would change, and it would further affect the original plan.

And the factory workers who had just stepped forward to describe what happened, seeing that Ning Jinli was very young and at a loss, all spoke up:

"She definitely didn't do it on purpose; we can also testify to that."

"Exactly! Although things turned out this way, it's still an accident!"

"You guys can't make things difficult for this young lady!"

"..."

Things being what they are, these people are still reasonable.

A life lost is a fact, but this girl didn't do it intentionally is also a fact.

Ning Jinli had mostly calmed down by then, took a deep breath, and said: "The accident was caused by me; I'll take whatever responsibility I should. Thanks to everyone for testifying for me. Besides, there's surveillance in the factory; the police will investigate it thoroughly..."

"Everyone, please stay here and don't move around."

Ning Jinli calmly looked around at everyone, then at the Security Team Leader, and continued, "Please... call the police first."

The Security Team Leader's face was uncertain.

He stared straight at Ning Jinli, thought for a moment, then turned to the other guards and said: "You guys keep watch here."

"Boss," a guard leaned close to his ear, "are we just going to let it end like this? We..."

Daotiao Lian, the Security Team Leader, spat out a few words through clenched teeth: "Hold steady; I'll go report to our boss first."

Immediately, he avoided the crowd and walked toward the factory corner, during which he gave a glance to a fat guy from afar.

That fat guy was exactly the person who had started the trouble in the cafeteria.

After their eyes met, the fat guy also quietly followed.

There were many people in the factory; the clueless workers focused all their attention on the dead guard and Ning Jinli, so no one noticed the Security Team Leader's movements.

Daotiao Lian came to the corner, turned a bend, and entered the restroom.

Pangzi followed him in and, as an afterthought, closed the door.

"Did you see what exactly happened back then?" Daotiao Lian asked.

Pangzi shook his head. "I didn't see it, and neither did the dozen or so men under me."

Daotiao Lian frowned. "Damn... how did this mishap happen?"

Pangzi said: "You guys are so skilled; how did you capsize in a gutter? How are we going to explain this to the boss?"

"Shut up!" Daotiao Lian's eyes were fierce. "I just lost a brother for nothing! Don't bring bad luck!"

According to the original plan, at most the subordinates who caused a death would go to jail.

Moreover, if handled properly, it might even be turned into legitimate self-defense, avoiding jail time.

As it stands, the mission wasn't completed, and we even lost one of our own.

"Hey, buddy, don't get angry first," Pangzi said carefully. "Although I and my men didn't see anything, we can testify that the woman did it on purpose, since we have mouths."

Daotiao Lian's teeth clenched. "There's surveillance in the factory; you don't know that?"

Pangzi wore a smug look. "How could I not know? I'll tell you: when you guys first started fighting with the factory workers, I had my men smash all the cameras."

Daotiao Lian blinked. "Alright, that's something you did well."

"Of course," Pangzi said. "If you accidentally killed someone and acted too deliberately without realizing it, getting caught on camera would be the end."

Daotiao Lian nodded. "So, the whole process of my brother's death won't have any surveillance footage, right?"

Pangzi thumped his chest, promising: "Absolutely not! Otherwise I couldn't say I could bring my men to testify? The mission failed, but we can't let your brother die for nothing—we'll have to pin the crime of intentional murder on that woman to avenge your brother!"

Daotiao Lian narrowed his eyes. "Do you know that woman?"

Pangzi thought carefully. "I don't know her, never met her; she must have started working at this factory after I did. Rest assured, she looks like an ordinary person with no background. When the factory needs to settle things, they'll definitely just make her the scapegoat—she's doomed. Besides, they'll also compensate your brother a large sum."

Daotiao Lian's mood eased a bit; he sighed and said: "How are we going to explain this to the boss? Even if this happened, it probably isn't enough to bankrupt the factory right away, and the boss can't wait."

"Well..." Pangzi said awkwardly. "I don't know what to do either; maybe we should first tell the boss the situation—perhaps someone in a big boss position has a solution."

"Yeah, I think the same. Alright, you go out first; I'll report to the boss."

"Sure thing."

Pangzi slipped out of the restroom.

Daotiao Lian took out his phone, mustered courage, and dialed a number.

"All done?" As soon as the call connected, Ning Hai's voice came through, somewhat excited.

"Sorry, boss," Daotiao Lian said nervously, "something went wrong."

"What?!" Ning Hai, who had been waiting in his study at home for good news, jumped up from his chair: "My so-called meticulous, detailed, flawless plan—you're telling me something went wrong?!"

He had been laying the groundwork since Ning Jinli began large-scale procurement of raw materials for production.

From demanding that raw material suppliers saturate supply, to cutting off all related sales channels, to selecting two batches of suitable people to enter the factory according to the plan.

It could be said he spared no effort, attacking from multiple angles.

All for the purpose of delivering a final fatal blow, making Ning Jinli's factory go bankrupt in the shortest time possible, with no chance of recovery.

"Boss... sorry." Daotiao Lian forced himself to apologize, gritting his teeth: "I lost a brother..."

Ning Hai stared. "How did we even lose one of our own? Tell me, what exactly happened!"

Daoban Lian then told Ning Hai everything about the accident that had just occurred.

Ning Hai listened and remained silent for a long time.

He clutched the phone and paced back and forth in the study.

The boss remained silent, and Dao Tiao Lian didn't dare to ask either, only able to endure and wait.

After about a minute, Ning Hai suddenly laughed, "Although this mishap occurred, the eventual effect will be even better than I expected. Rest assured, I will send people to give money to your deceased brother's family—one million, no, two million! I will also take good care of his wife and children in the future."

Dao Tiao Lian was startled, "Thank you, boss, but boss, I don't understand what you mean."

Ning Hai lit a cigar, puffing clouds and mist as he said, "If the person who caused your brother's death were just an ordinary employee, that would be fine, but she is not an ordinary person at all—hahaha!"

"Who… is she?" Dao Tiao Lian asked softly.

Ning Hai laughed loudly, "She is the factory boss! My dear niece—Ning Jinli!"

Dao Tiao Lian exclaimed in shock, "She's the boss?! Then how… can we still achieve your goal?"

"Still not getting it? You lot only know how to fight and kill; when you have free time, you should read more and use your brains," Ning Hai casually remarked, then countered, "I ask you, what status do you and your brothers hold now?"

"Status…" Dao Tiao Lian scratched his head, "... are we… security guards?"

"Security for where, whose security?"

"The factory's, that is… Ning Jinli's security."

"Isn't that right then?"

Ning Hai laughed, "The factory boss killing her own guard—what an explosive case! Isn't that more sensational than my original plan, where her factory guards beat to death an employee in her plant?"

Dao Tiao Lian suddenly understood, "Boss, I get it now!"

Ning Hai reminded, "Just follow the original plan, keep stirring things up—Ning Jinli has now even fallen into the pit herself; I don't believe her factory won't go under! You and I arrange the people we have among the employees to keep cooperating well, then immediately call the police!"

"Yes, boss!"

"Furthermore, I will use my connections to have the superiors of the police in charge of that area appear as well, and I will also pass information to the reporters—tonight Ning Jinli's factory will be unprecedentedly lively; you all stay alert, don't let anything slip!"

"Okay, boss!"

After hanging up, Ning Hai beamed with joy, puffing on his cigar as he paced back and forth in the study, then called his secretary.

He told his secretary to ready the car immediately, because he also needed to rush to Ning Jinli's factory.

By the time the police and reporters arrived, the factory—and Ning Jinli along with it—would be ruined.

With such a lively celebration, how could he miss seeing it in person?