From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 493 A Thunderous Strike! You've waited thirty years, and so have we...

Office of the Director of the Finance Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Yangzhou Satellite City, Jiangnan Base City.

Li Tianhao stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling traffic on the street below. His expression was calm, but a cold glint was hidden deep in his eyes.

The internal communicator on the table lit up, and the secretary's clear voice came through: "Director, Director Chen Mingyang has arrived."

"Please let him in." Li Tianhao turned around, his face already displaying the usual gentle yet distant official demeanor.

The office door was pushed open, and Chen Mingyang, the director of the Yangzhou Public Security Bureau, strode in. He looked to be in his late thirties, not particularly tall, but with a steady gait and a restrained aura. His eyes were sharp and piercing. As one of the few high-ranking warriors in Yangzhou, he retired from the army three years ago and became the director of the Yangzhou Public Security Bureau. He had solved many major cases involving martial artists and was highly respected.

"Director Li." Chen Mingyang's voice was loud and clear. When he saw Li Tianhao, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Director Chen, please have a seat." Li Tianhao gestured to the guest sofa, poured two cups of tea himself, waved his hand, and dismissed his secretary.

Once the two doors to the office were closed, Chen Mingyang stood up again, his voice trembling with excitement, "Fourth Brother..."

"Please sit down. There's no one else here. There's no need for any bureaucratic formalities."

Chen Mingyang chuckled and sat back down.

Li Tianhao turned around and pushed an encrypted document in front of him: "According to a joint investigation by multiple departments including the Ministry of the Interior, the State Administration of Taxation, and the State Administration for Market Regulation, sufficient evidence has been obtained that Kinmen Group and its subsidiaries have long been engaged in smuggling, tax evasion, illegal business operations, organized silver sales, violent debt collection, and other illegal and criminal activities, which have seriously disrupted economic order and social security."

He paused, his finger emphasizing the words "Korea Club" on the document: "Especially this Korea Club, it's a major hideout of the Kinmen Group with illicit criminal activities, suspected of multiple serious criminal offenses. Your mission is to take down this hideout, do you understand what I mean?!"

Chen Mingyang took the document, flipped through a few pages, and a deep, cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Fourth Brother, are you sure?"

“It’s confirmed, Kinmen Group…” Li Tianhao smiled through gritted teeth. “Damn, these bastards are really bold, trying to play dirty tricks on me.”

“I’ve suspected the Kinmen Group before and have been investigating them, but they’ve cut ties with the Four Star Society very cleanly. I haven’t found any connection with the Four Star Society, either openly or in the files.” Chen Mingyang slammed the documents in his hand onto the coffee table next to him. “I never thought they would come forward on their own this time.”

“We’re investigating them, and they’re investigating us too,” Li Tianhao laughed. “They’re really patient. They used the most basic method and investigated for a full thirty years before finally finding me.”

Chen Mingyang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "They are very patient, but unfortunately, they overlooked the time."

“Yes!” Li Tianhao picked up his teacup and said leisurely, “They overlooked the passage of time. Thirty years have passed, and you bunch of greenhorns have grown up.”

Thirty years is a long time for an ordinary person, long enough for an eight or nine-year-old boy to grow into the pillar of his family, from being penniless to having power and influence, and for a child who was weak, helpless, full of hatred, and had no way to seek revenge to grow into the head of a police station...

Chen Mingyang's smile faded. "If you want to conduct a large-scale personnel screening, the Kinmen Group alone can't do it. There must be people from the Ministry of the Interior involved. They have people in the Ministry of the Interior."

“Jin Zhongjiu is a data organizer at the Ministry of the Interior, responsible for the city’s archives management,” Li Tianhao said. “This is not your target; I will handle it.”

“Understood. I have a lot of evidence against the Korean Club.” He said with a smile, “I’ve been keeping an eye on these Koreans, but they have protectors behind them, so…”

"My appointment will be finalized tomorrow, so you won't have any worries," Li Tianhao said with a smile. "Big brother's meaning is simple: eliminate the threat completely."

"Good!" Chen Mingyang downed his tea in one gulp, his eyes flashing with piercing hatred. "Not a single one of the Four Star Society's surviving members will survive."

————I am the dividing line————

That night
The Goryeo Club was still brightly lit, with a constant flow of cars and people in front of it, a scene of extravagance and noise.

As one of the most upscale entertainment venues in Yangzhou, it attracted many so-called "high society" people and wealthy merchants.

Although the parent company, Kinmen Group, has recently encountered some minor troubles, it has not prevented the place from operating normally, and it is even more popular than before. In such times, such places need to be more high-profile.

The troubles of the Kinmen Group have created opportunities for more people to make money through transactions.

At 9:50 AM, traffic in several blocks surrounding the clubhouse was silently controlled. Dozens of unmarked black armored hovercraft converged from all directions like ghosts, blocking all exits. Sheriffs dressed in black combat uniforms and carrying standard weapons surged out like a tide, moving swiftly and silently, quickly taking control of the entire perimeter.

Standing in the command vehicle, Chen Mingyang looked at the thermal image of the clubhouse's interior transmitted back by the drone on the screen and said coldly, "Go!"

"boom!"

The club's magnificent doors were smashed open in an instant by a huge ram!

"Police station on duty! Everyone, squat down and put your hands behind your heads!" A thunderous roar echoed through the hall through the loudspeaker, instantly silencing the music and noise inside.

The guests, waiters, and hostesses in the hall were thrown into chaos, screams erupting everywhere.

But the chaos did not last long.

Almost at the same time the sheriffs rushed in, dozens of burly men in black suits with fierce faces suddenly emerged from the shadows and passageways inside the clubhouse. They were armed with alloy clubs, machetes, and some even pulled out prohibited pulse pistols. Several of them exuded a powerful aura and were clearly martial artists. After appearing, they did not hesitate because of the official status of the sheriffs' station and launched a fierce counterattack against the sheriffs who rushed in!

"After all these years, these bastards are still the same as before. They deserve to be out of touch with the times. They're just asking for death!!" Chen Mingyang's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty excitement. With a swift movement, he shot into the battle like a cannonball.

A martial artist at the junior warrior level roared and swung his alloy gauntlets, imbued with the Force, straight at Chen Mingyang's face.

Chen Mingyang neither dodged nor evaded, but simply delivered a chop with his hand. His attack, though delayed, was swift as lightning!

"Crack!"

A sickening cracking sound rang out! The arm of the novice warrior twisted at an eerie angle, and with a scream, he flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall and losing consciousness.

Another mid-level warrior wielded two swords, their blades flashing like snow, slashing in from the side with a strange and ruthless angle.

Chen Mingyang shifted his feet, his figure dodging the blade with ghostly speed. His right hand, fingers forming a claw, shot out with lightning speed, precisely seizing the opponent's wrist. He squeezed hard!
"Ah—!" The intermediate-level warrior screamed in agony as his wrist bones shattered instantly, and his twin swords flew from his hands. Chen Mingyang followed up with a knee strike to his abdomen. The opponent's eyes bulged out, and he spat out a mouthful of bitter liquid mixed with blood and foam, curling up like a shrimp and collapsing to the ground, incapacitated.

The strength of a high-level warrior is absolutely overwhelming in dealing with resistance at these levels!
Chen Mingyang moved like a tiger among sheep, his fists, palms, fingers, and legs transforming into terrifying weapons wherever he went. With each strike, a resister would suffer broken bones and screams of agony, rendered incapacitated. His movements were concise, efficient, and ruthless, brimming with power, perfectly embodying the terrifying strength of a warrior-level expert.

In less than three minutes, all organized resistance had been completely dismantled by him alone! The ground was littered with thugs groaning in pain, while the rest, pale-faced and trembling, threw down their weapons and crouched down, covering their heads.

"Take control of all personnel! Search every room! Copy all surveillance footage and data! Don't miss any corner!" Chen Mingyang shook off non-existent blood from his hands and coldly gave the order.

The sheriffs acted swiftly, efficiently, and professionally.

Soon, a wealth of evidence was uncovered: a hidden secret room, a huge sum of cash of dubious origin, detailed ledgers of "special services," encrypted computers recording bribery and threatening transactions, even a small arms arsenal, and some illegal drugs clearly intended for controlling women...

Chen Mingyang's gaze swept over the luxuriously decorated private rooms, which were filled with an atmosphere of decadence. Looking at the large amount of evidence, he forcibly suppressed his blood, which was beginning to throb with excitement. Only four words remained in his mind: "Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots!"

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Almost simultaneously, a joint inspection team from the tax authorities and market regulators swiftly entered the headquarters of Kinmen Group and several of its major subsidiaries.

With precise leads provided by the Ministry of the Interior, investigators directly sealed the accounts, took control of key financial personnel, and retrieved server data.

The dark side of the Kinmen Group, hidden beneath its glamorous exterior, was ruthlessly exposed layer by layer: a vast network of tax evasion, illegal fund transfers through shell companies, malicious market competition tactics, fraudulent contracts, and financial dealings with unknown foreign forces...

Each and every one of these is shocking and enough to cause this vast business empire to collapse.

(End of this chapter)