Chapter 276: Cleaning Up the Industrial Park

She Zhihai smiled and said, "Then you should also know that I never keep useless people by my side."

Dai Yang's face turned deathly pale, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Boss, I didn't handle this matter well, please give me another chance."

She Zhihai said indifferently: "Now that your hands and feet are crippled, a useless person naturally has a place where useless people go."

She Zhihai was a cold-blooded pragmatist.

That was how his childhood was spent.

Even if it were his own kin, as long as they had no utility value, his father would abandon them without the slightest hesitation.

It was the same for his several younger sisters, and his mother as well.

Growing up in such an environment, the worldview he cultivated was exactly like this.

If Dai Yang's hands and feet hadn't been crippled, he would have let this mistake slide, as this subordinate was still quite useful after all.

But now that he had become a cripple, he certainly wouldn't engage in such a losing business deal.

As he spoke, the bodyguards beside She Zhihai grabbed Dai Yang directly.

Dai Yang screamed miserably: "Boss, spare me once. I don't want to be a 'piglet,' I don't want to have my organs harvested."

Having worked in the group for such a long time, Dai Yang understood very well what the outcome would be if a person was no longer useful to She Zhihai.

She Zhihai didn't even glance at him, only saying coldly: "Take him away."

Subsequently, amidst Dai Yang's miserable screams, he was dragged away directly.

Such matters were nothing new for the K Industrial Park; they couldn't even cause a ripple.

On the other side, Ya Qi had already arrived in Cambodia with the mercenaries.

And they had come through official channels.

One must know that Ya Qi and his group were creditors; not only did they arrive swaggeringly, but after getting off the plane, there were even people specifically there to welcome them.

"Mr. Ya Qi, Mr. Zhou asked me to pick you up; he is already waiting for you at the hotel," an assistant wearing a suit said to Ya Qi very respectfully: "May I ask what brings Mr. Ya Qi here this time?"

Ya Qi said indifferently: "Rest assured, I'm not here to press for debt, I just have a matter I would like your boss to help with."

Hearing Ya Qi's words, the assistant smiled somewhat awkwardly.

Hiring mercenaries but having no money to pay the bill—such a thing didn't sound good if it got out.

Fortunately, Guojun Security Company had agreed to a payment extension, which was the only reason his boss hadn't lost face.

After all, his boss, Mr. Zhou, had just come into power and hadn't even had time to rake in money yet.

The car drove directly to a hotel.

After going up to the private room on the top floor, Ya Qi met Mr. Zhou.

"Mr. Ya Qi, my old friend." Mr. Zhou was a lean, middle-aged man; one could tell just by looking at his face that this guy was a cunning one.

After Ya Qi hugged him, both sides sat down.

Ya Qi himself was not someone who liked to play mind games with people, so he went straight to the point: "Our Guojun Security Company recently took on a big job and needs to operate in Cambodia; I hope you can help."

"Oh?" Hearing that they weren't here to collect debts, Mr. Zhou appeared very forthcoming: "As long as it is something I can do, there is absolutely no problem. May I ask what the target is?"

Ya Qi said indifferently: "The boss of the K Industrial Park."

Hearing Ya Qi's words, Mr. Zhou immediately gasped.

Ya Qi frowned and said: "What? Is there a difficulty?"

Mr. Zhou said with a bitter smile: "This boss of the K Industrial Park has a warlord backing him; I can't afford to provoke him."

It wasn't that the Cambodian government hadn't thought about taking action against this K Industrial Park, but the warlord behind them was too powerful.

The two sides had clashed several times, and the Cambodian government had even suffered a small loss.

Cambodia was already very poor to begin with, and there was no need to fight such a completely worthless battle.

Therefore, the Cambodian government simply turned a blind eye to it.

Before Chen Jiajun sent people over, he had already known about the situation here.

So he hadn't counted on this guy being able to help much at all.

All he sought was for the Cambodian government to treat the K Industrial Park the same way—just turn a blind eye.

After Ya Qi told Mr. Zhou about Chen Jiajun's idea, this guy was clearly relieved.

"If it is only to allow your Azeroth Mercenary Group to operate in Cambodia, then this matter is no problem," Mr. Zhou said with a wave of his hand, very magnanimously.

Ya Qi said with disdain: "Don't agree too quickly; I definitely need to bring weapons into the country on my end."

"Ah?" Mr. Zhou said with some surprise: "Isn't it a rescue mission?"

Ya Qi said indifferently: "It is indeed a rescue mission, but do you think the guys who do the 'piglet' selling business will let us rescue people easily?"

Mr. Zhou's brow immediately furrowed: "I will try my best, but the higher-ups don't allow me to have a conflict with the bastards at the K Industrial Park."

Ya Qi said indifferently: "What if I have a way to wipe these guys out directly?"

Hearing Ya Qi's words, Mr. Zhou's spirit was immediately lifted.

He had seen the strength of the mercenaries from Guojun Security Company with his own eyes.

His political rival had previously hired quite a few mercenaries from Blackwater Security Company to protect his safety, but under Ya Qi's leadership, they had taken them down in just one hour.

With this kind of combat power, if it were used to deal with those warlords...

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhou was practically drooling; for him, this would be a major political achievement.

After pondering for a moment, Mr. Zhou said seriously: "Good, as long as you can take out the warlord behind the K Industrial Park, I will handle the rest for you."

Ya Qi nodded: "Then I will wait for your good news."

When there were benefits involved, Mr. Zhou acted very quickly.

By noon the next day, he had brought over a document.

It counted as a document for the legal use of lethal weapons in Cambodia.

With this thing, Ya Qi could have a batch of arms shipped over from Hong Kong.

Chen Jiajun scammed the CIA out of a batch of arms, all of which were Ching Yee Sik US military equipment.

Regardless, in this day and age, they were all top-tier good stuff.

After contacting A Jie, they were sent directly to Cambodia.

"Ching Yee Sik US military equipment, I really don't know where your boss got them from," Dadan said with some jealousy. "I don't even have a way to get them if I wanted to."

Although A Jie had taken over Guan Shanhai's arms business, when it came down to it, he was still a regional arms dealer, and there was still a gap between him and those international arms dealers backed by major powers.

Therefore, he was also quite envious when looking at the latest standard-issue US military equipment.

Ya Qi immediately had his subordinate demon-spawn slaves unload the equipment from the vehicles and said vigilantly, "If you want equipment, go find our boss; don't set your sights on mine."

"Got it, got it. Look at how stingy you are," A Jie said irritably. "There are no armed helicopters for you, only transport helicopters; if you squeeze them in, two should barely be enough."

"That'll do," Ya Qi said, spreading his hands.

After settling this matter, A Jie prepared to return; Cambodia was poor as hell, and he still preferred the bustling, flowery world.

After everything was prepared, Ya Qi took his subordinates and set off immediately.

K Industrial Park was located near Ubon Ratchathani in Cambodia, in an area bordering Thailand and Laos.

Because of its special geographical location, none of the three countries were willing to manage it, making it a famous "three-no-man's-land."

After Ya Qi and his subordinates arrived at the location, they discovered that it was indeed quite extraordinary.

The industrial park was like a large prison. Not only were there massive Security Systems, but there were armed personnel standing guard every one hundred meters. Everywhere was blocked off by barbed wire, and even the windows of some buildings had been fitted with protective bars.

There were not many people walking on the streets, and everywhere were those large trucks covered with cargo containers.

This operation only brought thirty-some people, so a head-on conflict was obviously impossible.

After circling a few times while piloting the helicopter to scout, they were discovered by the guards below, who were constantly assembling troops.

"Alright, find a place to drop us off," Ya Qi said to the pilot after taking a look. "Come pick us up at the mountain peak to the north in an hour."

The pilot nodded, then dropped Ya Qi and his group off and left the area.

"Alright, check your equipment; we're preparing to storm in," Ya Qi said to his subordinate demon-spawn slaves.

Compared to Ya Qi, the commander, his subordinate demon-spawn slaves were full of excitement, seemingly unable to wait any longer.

One by one, they quickly put on their equipment, then rolled up their sleeves and rubbed their palms in preparation to launch the attack.

In the era when Chen Jiajun was reborn, there was a joke on the internet.

Where the Chechen army marches, not a blade of grass grows.

There is no surrender, only reincarnation.

Ant hills will be doused with boiling water, and earthworms must be split vertically.

Eggs will be shaken until the yolk breaks, and dogs will be slapped twice.

The central idea was to describe the "fighting nation."

But compared to the demon-spawn slaves, any Chechen was weak.

The demon-spawn slaves were the kind of existence that felt uncomfortable if they didn't get into a fight for a day.

They were bellicose, fierce, and crazy; as long as a fight started, they were existences who would risk their lives.

Upon hearing about this operation, many demon-spawn slaves had a fight among themselves in Zhongyi Hall, and only the winners were qualified to participate in this operation.

So, this K Industrial Park and the warlord behind it were in for bad luck.

Following Ya Qi's order, the demon-spawn slaves launched their attack directly.

They let out strange cries as they pounced toward the nearest sentries.

On the other side, She Zhihai was on the phone.

The factory in Thailand had recently received many orders from powerful figures.

And the requirements were varied; some wanted corneas, some wanted liver transplants, and some wanted kidney transplants.

Moreover, they were in a great hurry, which gave She Zhihai a headache.

After all, matching blood types and dealing with rejection reactions were truly difficult to do, and there were no specialized black-market doctors to help.

"An Qi, tell the people below that all the 'pigs' caught from now on must have their blood types matched first. If there's no one, go to a nearby hospital and grab a doctor for me," She Zhihai said to the Secretary beside him.

The Secretary nodded hurriedly: "Okay, Boss, I'll go notify Bao Ge immediately."

Just as the Secretary was about to leave, a sudden explosion sounded from afar.

This gave She Zhihai a start.

Looking at the shaken Secretary, he said hurriedly: "Go see what happened!"

After being called twice, the Secretary finally reacted and walked straight toward the door.

A moment later, the Secretary ran back in a panic and said to She Zhihai: "It's bad, Boss, someone has broken into the industrial park."

"How is this possible? Where are Qiao General's men?" She Zhihai said with some surprise upon hearing this news.

The Secretary said with a panicked face: "I don't know either, it's very chaotic outside."

She Zhihai was very afraid of death, but thinking that this K Industrial Park was his family's property, he certainly couldn't let people run wild, so he said to the Secretary: "Notify Qiao General immediately and have him send people to support, A Hu, come out with me."

The bodyguard beside She Zhihai nodded and walked out with several fully armed bodyguards.

As soon as he stepped out, She Zhihai saw that the industrial park was in a state of chaos, with shouts of killing, screams, and cheers ringing out endlessly.

Because someone had broken in, the "pigs" inside the park also started to riot.

The scene was extremely chaotic at this moment.

"Damn it, who exactly is it?" She Zhihai gritted his teeth and cursed when he saw the situation before him.

Just as he was about to take his men to provide support, he saw several of the warlord's subordinates fleeing in a panic.

She Zhihai immediately grabbed one of the warlord's soldiers and asked: "What's going on? What exactly is going on?"

The soldier, having been grabbed, struggled twice before calming down.

He said to She Zhihai: "It's mercenaries, mercenaries have broken in."

"Mercenaries?" She Zhihai's eyes widened instantly.

Just as he was about to ask something else, a sharp, urgent whistling sound of something cutting through the air struck.

She Zhihai's bodyguard A Hu was quick-witted and fast-handed; he immediately pushed that unlucky soldier to the front, who was then shot dead by a hail of gunfire.

Afterwards, A Hu said with a serious expression, "The other side is not composed of ordinary people; Boss, I suggest you hide."

She Zhihai was already afraid of death; seeing the situation before him, even if he was unwilling, he could only follow his bodyguard's suggestion and leave this place of trouble.

After a burst of violent roaring, Ya Qi led his subordinate young demon slaves and slaughtered their way into the industrial park.

This small squad had an imposing momentum like a rainbow; the group of about thirty people managed to project the aura of a thousand-strong army.

Almost no one dared to stand in the path of their advance, and even if they did, they were easily torn to shreds.

After a round of charging and killing, the defenders of the K Industrial Park could no longer hold their ground and began to collapse on a massive scale.

Even with the Commander's orders, it was of no use.

After all, anyone who saw this group of guys who didn't even dodge bullets and charged head-on would be scared out of their wits.

After Ya Qi led the young demon slaves to plow through the industrial park, he finally found the place where the "piglets" were being held.

As soon as he entered this massive factory building, Ya Qi was stunned by the hellish scene before his eyes.

The factory floor in front of him was piled with countless cages, the kind of iron cages used for dogs.

In every cage, there was a person curled up inside.

The bastards nearby held whip-like objects in their hands, lashing at these imprisoned people, and the more miserably they screamed, the more excited these people became.

These people had been tortured until they were no longer human in appearance; even a faint glimmer of light could stimulate them to wail incessantly.

Some were even so numb that they didn't have the slightest reaction even when the whips struck their bodies.

Ya Qi felt extremely uncomfortable facing the scene before him, which was like a purgatory.

But the young demon slaves were clearly much better off; although the young demons liked slaughter and battle, and were extremely cruel by nature.

They would not specifically torture their own kind for amusement.

So, without Ya Qi even having to speak, the young demon slaves directly finished off all these scum who were torturing people, then destroyed the iron cages and released everyone inside.

These people who had regained their freedom were, surprisingly, more than half unable to even walk steadily.

It looked like they had been locked up here for a very long time.

Ya Qi raised his voice and said, "You are free; find a way to leave. If you cannot walk, you can wait on the spot; the Cambodia Police will be here soon."

Hearing Ya Qi's words, these people first gasped in surprise, then broke into that kind of extremely repressed sobbing.

The people had all been rescued, but Ya Qi's mission was not yet complete.

The Boss behind the scenes, She Zhihai, was the main target of this operation.

Fortunately, there were many employees in the industrial park; even though quite a few had been killed earlier, with the guidance of these poor people who had been trafficked as "piglets," they still managed to catch two.

After some intense interrogation, they soon learned of She Zhihai's whereabouts.

After all, She Zhihai had indeed appeared here before, and quite a few people had seen him.

Ya Qi confirmed She Zhihai's whereabouts and then led his subordinates to pursue him directly.

The few industrial park employees who thought they had escaped a disaster had not yet had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief when they suddenly discovered that the victims nearby were all surrounding them.

"Y-you, what do you want to do?"

Looking at these victims whom they usually tortured and amused themselves with.

This caused a chill to rise in the hearts of these employees.

The victims did not speak, but instead lunged directly toward them.

Then, screams, wailing, curses, and the sound of tearing and biting echoed in the empty factory building.

"Damn it, where on earth did these lunatics come from?"

She Zhihai wiped the cold sweat continuously streaming down his forehead while running away.

The soldiers of the warlord Qiao General behind him were even more fragile than paper in front of this mercenary group.

They were torn to pieces at the slightest touch; there were at least three hundred people in the industrial park.

Yet now, only a handful had managed to escape.

And each one of them looked as if they had been scared out of their wits, knowing only how to flee blindly.

If this continued, he would be caught by the people from that mercenary group before Qiao General's reinforcements could arrive.

"Boss, don't wait; let's hurry and rendezvous with Qiao General's men." Bodyguard A Hu looked at the chaotic industrial park in the distance, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

For someone like A Hu who lived by the blade, this intuition had saved his life several times already.

She Zhihai also felt somewhat uneasy in his heart; hearing A Hu's words, he nodded and got into the car.

But just at this moment, the sound of an engine roaring came.

Several industrial park vehicles smashed directly through the large iron gate and charged toward their direction.

A Hu immediately shouted, "Boss, get in the car quickly."

She Zhihai did not dare to hesitate this time and hurriedly got in the car to leave.

But before his car had driven very far, the other side had already caught up.

A Hu in the passenger seat directly took out a submachine gun, leaned his body out of the window, and fired at the pursuers behind.

He didn't expect to hit the driver; even a little bit of obstruction would do.

But to A Hu's surprise, one of the people in the opposing vehicle climbed directly from the car onto the roof, then bit a Machete in his mouth and performed a "boarding maneuver" toward their vehicle.

And this was a crazy act performed between two speeding cars.

This gave A Hu a direct shock; before he could counterattack, he heard a loud bang from the roof of the car.

The other side had actually managed to jump on from such a distance.

While shocked, A Hu also immediately reacted.

He grabbed a submachine gun and sprayed the roof of the car with bullets.

Don't look down on the power of a submachine gun; it has no trouble piercing through a car roof.

If the opponent didn't dodge or weave, he would immediately be riddled with holes like a sieve.

Unfortunately, A Hu still underestimated the physical constitution of Chen Jiajun's young demon slave.

The young demon slave jumped onto the car, flipped over, and leaped from the roof onto the hood.

Then, he threw a punch at the front windshield.

The entire pane of glass cracked instantly; although it didn't shatter, it made it impossible for the driver to see the road ahead.

Without paying attention, the car crashed directly into a utility pole and came to a stop.

Although the young demon slave was sent flying, this bit of impact meant absolutely nothing to him.

He shook his dizzy head and walked toward the driver's side of the car with a knife.

Looking at the people inside the car, they were all dizzy and disoriented from the violent impact.

The young demon slave tore open the deformed car door and dragged the driver out.

He used the Machete in his hand to slit the driver's throat.

Afterward, he prepared to deal with the bodyguard, A Hu, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

But at this moment, the bodyguard A Hu suddenly opened his eyes, pulled a Handgun from his waist, and fired two shots at the young demon slave.

Even with the young demon slave's formidable physique, he couldn't react to a gunshot at such close range.

He took two shots and staggered back a few steps.

A Hu did not let up; after emptying his magazine, he pulled out a bayonet and stabbed toward the young demon slave.

This thing was specifically designed for bloodletting; getting hit by it definitely wouldn't be a good thing.

Just as the young demon slave was about to meet a tragic end, a stick flew over.

It landed right in front of A Hu.

Before A Hu could react, he saw a burly figure descend from the sky, and then he was kicked away.

This person was none other than Ya Qi, who had arrived to provide support.

Ya Qi hiccuped and said to A Hu, "Brother, you're in danger now."

"What a formidable fat man," A Hu said with great surprise.

It was hard to imagine that someone who looked so chubby could be so agile.

Ya Qi didn't speak and charged straight at A Hu.

Having witnessed Ya Qi's skills, A Hu didn't dare to be careless and focused all his attention on responding.

The pressure this fat man in front of him brought was something he had never felt from anyone else.

Therefore, facing Ya Qi, he didn't intend to defend, but rather to meet attack with attack.

A Hu was previously an underground boxer, and after being taken in by She Zhihai, he became his bodyguard.

So, in terms of Hand-to-hand Combat ability alone, his strength was not bad.

Unfortunately, he had met Ya Qi.

Ya Qi not only dodged the bayonet in A Hu's hand but also took the opportunity to smash a fist into his armpit.

Just from taking that one hit, A Hu felt that he couldn't even lift his left arm.

A Hu was also an extremely decisive person; he changed the direction of the bayonet in his right hand to block Ya Qi's path of evasion.

Then, he raised his knee and slammed it fiercely toward Ya Qi's chest.

A Hu had tried it before; this flying knee of his had once shattered a one-centimeter-thick concrete slab.

Unfortunately, when it came to technique, he was no match for Ya Qi.

Before A Hu could exert his force, Ya Qi pressed down on his knee at close quarters, then his broad palm struck A Hu's chin, sending him flying far away.

The impact received by the chin would conduct directly to the cerebellum, causing damage to the cerebellum and making a person faint.

If the cerebellar damage was relatively severe and pressed on the optic nerves, it could even cause blindness.

However, A Hu's body was stronger than the average person's; although he was swaying, he managed to stand up with difficulty.

Ya Qi put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Another round?"

Unfortunately, A Hu only struggled twice before collapsing powerlessly.

"What a pity," Ya Qi shook his head, then walked to the damaged car and dragged She Zhihai out.

She Zhihai was scared to death now; his driver had been killed, and even his personal bodyguard had been beaten to his knees.

Seeing Ya Qi's imposing figure, he immediately begged for mercy: "Wait, let's talk this over. I have a lot of money; I can buy my life."

Ya Qi shook his head and said, "No amount of money is useful. Our boss specifically sent us to say hello to you."

"What?" She Zhihai was stunned when he heard this.

He remembered that he hadn't offended anyone recently, unless...

Thinking of this, She Zhihai immediately widened his eyes and said to Ya Qi, "Are you from Hong Kong?"

"That's right," Ya Qi nodded and said.

She Zhihai didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this moment.

He had always thought he had offended some incredible big shot, which led others to hire mercenaries to deal with him.

But he never expected it was just because of that small matter in Hong Kong.

This gave She Zhihai a feeling of absurdity.

Ya Qi ignored She Zhihai and dialed Chen Jiajun's number: "Boss, the person has been caught. How should we dispose of him?"

"Kill him. We have to give those underground forces who harbor designs on Hong Kong a taste of our power," Chen Jiajun said casually.

Ya Qi nodded, then slapped She Zhihai on the head with his palm.

She Zhihai rolled his eyes, then died a miserable death with blood flowing from his seven orifices.

Ya Qi asked again, "Then what about this guy's industrial park?"

Chen Jiajun was silent for a moment before saying, "Burn that damn place to ashes."

"Understood, boss."

Ya Qi hung up the phone.

When pursuing She Zhihai, the police in Cambodia had already taken all the captured victims away.

Those left behind here were only the criminal employees, so Ya Qi had no psychological burden at all about burning the place down.

The flames immediately ignited the entire industrial park, turning it directly into a sea of fire.

(End of chapter)