I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

Deputy Director Zhao, his face grim, said to Wang Jianguo, "Director Wang, we're all brothers, don't be impulsive, put the gun down. Director Liu just wants to take Director Zhou to the ministry, there's no need to make such a fuss."

Wang Jianguo looked at Deputy Director Zhao with regret in his eyes.

Just at this critical moment, a rumbling sound came from afar, and a group of soldiers with neat steps rushed out from the back of the workshop.

These soldiers acted swiftly, surrounding the entire workshop and everyone present in the blink of an eye.

More than a hundred Type 56 submachine guns were pointed at the crowd, except for the men brought by Zhou Weiguo and Wang Jianguo.

Old Zhang walked to the front of the group, raised his hand, and fired three shots into the sky in quick succession. Then he shouted, "Everyone, drop your weapons immediately, crouch down, and put your hands behind your heads! Anyone who dares to resist will be shot on the spot for treason!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present trembled with fear.

The workers in the workshop were terrified and crouched down, covering their heads.

Liu Haizhong was filled with fear and collapsed to the ground, his crotch soaked with water.

The people behind Liu Bentian also hurriedly squatted down.

Only Liu Bentian remained defiant, shouting with a ferocious expression, "What do you want to do? Are you trying to rebel? Soldiers are threatening our steel mill cadres and workers with guns for no reason. Are you trying to incite class struggle?"

But at that moment, he was like a ridiculous clown, completely ignored by everyone.

The security guards brought by Deputy Director Zhao all looked flustered, but since Deputy Director Zhao hadn't given any orders, they didn't dare to put down their weapons and could only anxiously look at their leader.

Deputy Director Zhao didn't look at them, but instead looked at Wang Jianguo with a complicated expression, and suddenly laughed: "Old Wang, I want to know, what exactly am I lacking?"

Wang Jianguo shook his head: "You're not bad."

"Then why were you transferred here?"

Wang Jianguo gestured towards Zhou Weiguo with his lips.

"I want to know who you are!"

Wang Jianguo looked at Deputy Director Zhao, remained silent for a moment, then took out an ID card from his inner pocket and quickly showed it: "I have never been your enemy, not even a competitor."

Deputy Director Zhao gave a bitter smile, then ordered, "Everyone, lay down your weapons!"

A fierce glint flashed in Liu Bentian's eyes as he tried to struggle: "No! Director Zhao, you can't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Weiguo kicked him to the ground.

Liu Bentian stared intently at Zhou Weiguo, his eyes filled with malice, but he did not retaliate.

Zhou Weiguo walked up to him, a half-smile on his face, and said, "What's wrong, Honda-kun? Still pretending? Is this funny?"

As soon as the words "Honda-kun" were uttered, a cold glint flashed in Liu Honda's eyes. He suddenly flipped over and leaped up, just like Mark Gor in the movie, drawing a pistol from his waist and aiming it at Zhou Weiguo before pulling the trigger.

After a gunshot rang out.

"Baka! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Liu Bentian lay on the ground, staring at the banana tightly clutched in his right hand, which had been shot, his face filled with disbelief.

Zhou Weiguo held up the still-smoking pistol and waved it in front of him: "Honda-kun, is this what you're looking for?"

Liu Bentian stared at the pistol, his voice trembling: "Wh...when? How come I didn't notice?"

Zhou Weiguo sneered twice and took two steps forward.

"Clap clap clap clap clap..."

He raised his hand and smashed the butt of the gun hard against Liu Bentian's face. After hitting him a few times, he shoved the muzzle of the gun into Liu Bentian's mouth, examined it carefully, and muttered, "Strange, where is the potassium cyanide hidden? It's not in his teeth."

"Waaah... I wasn't on a mission, how could it be hidden in my teeth... Pah! Zhou Weiguo, don't make false accusations!"

Liu Bentian retorted verbally, but his hand secretly reached into his clothes.

Zhou Weiguo reacted quickly, kicking his hand away and then stomping on it hard, with a crisp "crack" sound.

"Awooo..." Liu Bentian's painful screams echoed through the steel rolling mill.

But he was still not giving up, and continued to grope his chest with his other hand, which had been shot.

Zhou Weiguo wasn't about to give him a chance. He launched another flying kick, just like kicking a soccer ball, and with another "crack" sound.

"Awoo..."

"Alright, alright, Lao Zhou, that's enough. Stop making a scene."

Zhou Weiguo then realized what was happening and looked around. Everyone was looking at him as if he were a devil.

He chuckled awkwardly, "Damn it, I've been dealing with these scoundrels too much lately, and it's made me really irritable. Don't get me wrong, everyone should condemn these scoundrels and traitors, except for our respected teachers, of course. That's perfectly reasonable, right?"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shudder and nodded in agreement.

Zhou Weiguo looked at Wang Jianguo: "How's the situation?"

Wang Jianguo replied with a smile, "Don't worry, my men have taken control of the security department, and both main gates of the factory are guarded. Lao Zhang and I have also divided up our men to patrol the factory."

Zhou Weiguo nodded: "That's good. You guys handle the rest. I need to go check the kitchen. If I don't go soon, no one will have lunch."

After saying that, he tossed the gun to Wang Jianguo, took two steps, then turned back to Liu Bentian: "By the way, those little devils, Ma Zi and the others have already been captured. Forget about your so-called mission, just confess!"

After saying that, Zhou Weiguo walked away without looking back, leaving Liu Bentian with a look of despair in his eyes.

He walked all the way to kitchen number 2, but when he got closer, he didn't see a single familiar face.

I hurried to the kitchen and found Dasheng dealing with swill.

Zhou Weiguo frowned and stepped forward, asking, "Dasheng, what's going on? What are you doing?"

When Dasheng saw Zhou Weiguo, his face lit up with joy: "Brother Weiguo, you're finally back! I... I just did some cleaning."

Zhou Weiguo's face darkened: "Who told you to do this? Where are your parents?"

Dasheng quickly replied, "My parents are at the factory's private canteen."

Zhou Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, Brother Wu hadn't suffered too much injustice. "What about your fellow disciples?"

Dasheng scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed: "They were all scattered and distributed to various kitchens."

"They've all become chefs now?"

Da Sheng was even more embarrassed and stammered, unable to speak.

Zhou Weiguo instantly understood and cursed Liu Bentian for being unethical: This guy only wants to make sure he can have a good meal, but he wishes the whole factory would eat chaff and wild vegetables. How could he possibly let a skilled chef be the head chef?

"Hey! Who are you? You think you can just barge into the kitchen like that? Stop wasting your breath on this garbage dump and get out of here!"

Zhou Weiguo was taken aback, turned around and saw a chubby boy who looked somewhat like Zhu Zi's apprentice in the TV series. He asked, "Who are you?"

"Me? You fatso! I'm the cafeteria supervisor! Stay away from Wu Dasheng, he has questionable family background, you might get implicated. Get lost!"

Zhou Weiguo had just finished dealing with the Japanese devils and was seething with anger. Upon hearing this, he raised his hand and slapped them across the face. "Smack!"

The chubby boy was slapped to the ground. He looked at Zhou Weiguo in terror: "Are you crazy! I'm the cafeteria supervisor. If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll chop you up with a cleaver..."

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