I chose one of four options at the start, and I chose the number one clan in Lingnan.

The static from the loudspeaker crackled and swirled in the night wind.

The bald man stood on the hood of the dump truck, pointing the blood-stained steel pipe in his hand at the Hongyan heavy truck at the front.

"Listen up, Lin family! Young Master Bai has ordered that this road be sealed off today!"

"If you know what's good for you, turn around and head back to the prefecture-level city right now, or your three drivers' fate will be your example!"

The bald man slammed the steel pipe onto the carriage, making a deafening noise.

The four or five hundred thugs behind him joined in the commotion, their whistles and curses blending together.

A black Lexus SUV was parked next to the heavy truck, with the windows half-rolled down, letting the night wind carry the smell of diesel fuel into the cabin.

Lin Ting sat in the back row, tapping the walnuts in his hand against his wooden cane.

"Old Zhao," Lin Ting said into the walkie-talkie.

"Here!" came Old Zhao's hoarse voice from the walkie-talkie.

"Crash it." Lin Ting uttered three words and cut off the channel.

Old Zhao tossed the walkie-talkie onto the dashboard, gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, pressed the clutch with his right foot, and pushed the gear to the lowest position with his right hand.

A thick plume of black exhaust gas spewed from the exhaust pipe of the Hongyan heavy truck.

The bald man stood on the dump truck and watched as the heavy truck opposite him not only didn't turn off, but its engine roared even louder.

"Trying to scare me?" The bald man spat and raised a megaphone.

"Brothers, grab your weapons! If they dare to drive even a meter forward, smash all their car windows! The money the Bai family gave you is enough to buy ten new cars!"

Four or five hundred thugs raised their baseball bats and chains and took two steps forward.

Old Zhao released the clutch and floored the accelerator.

These three hundred heavy trucks had their cargo compartments padded with Lin's newly produced special cement, and were covered with solid gravel brought from the construction site. Each truck weighed nearly a hundred tons.

The Hongyan heavy truck emitted a muffled roar, its tires screeching against the asphalt road, releasing a pungent smell of burning rubber, and the massive vehicle surged forward.

The bald man's hand, which was holding the megaphone, paused.

"He's fucking crazy! Get out of the way!" The bald man scrambled off the hood of the engine.

The heavy truck, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, crashed head-on into the first row of rebar barriers.

With a piercing metallic twisting sound, the large steel barricade, which was welded into a barricade, couldn't withstand the impact of the hundred-ton weight for even half a second and was directly pulled under the car.

The tires crunched over the steel bars, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Old Zhao didn't apply the brakes at all; the heavy truck, bracing against the twisted barricades, crashed into the second and third rows of trucks.

The thugs scattered in terror, dropping their baseball bats all over the ground.

"Stop him! Block him with the dump truck!" The bald man yelled at the top of his lungs from behind the toll booth.

The dump trucks that were blocking the middle of the road were all empty.

Old Zhao's Hongyan heavy truck was firmly pressed against the side of the dump truck in the middle. The two heavy machines collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

The Hongyan heavy trucks, fully loaded with special cement and gravel, have an overwhelming weight advantage.

The empty dump truck was pushed sideways, leaving two long black tracks on the ground with its tires.

"Bang."

The dump truck overturned in the ditch, raising a cloud of dust.

A large hole was torn in the defense line.

Old Zhao's heavy truck drove through the gap and stopped in the open space in front of the toll station.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and tenth heavy trucks filed in.

Three hundred heavy trucks, fully loaded with heavy loads, lined up in two rows and ran over the wreckage of the barricades on the ground, smashing away all the remaining dump trucks.

The bald man's black Accord sedan, parked next to the toll booth, didn't even have a chance to dodge.

A Linshi heavy truck made a slightly larger turn, and its rear eight wheels ran directly over the hood of the car. Then, two more heavy trucks ran over it.

The glass shattered, and the car frame was deformed. A perfectly good sedan was crushed into a flat, metal disc.

The old toll booth next to it was also knocked down by the truck's cargo box and collapsed into a pile of rubble.

The convoy completely blocked the toll plaza.

The door of the heavy truck was pushed open.

Six hundred men from Zhongtang, dressed in black suits, jumped off the bus, each carrying a uniformly issued steel baton.

The bald man and his men were stunned by the scene; hundreds of people were crowded at the entrance of the abandoned repair shop, unable to move forward or backward.

"Chop them up! The settlement fee given by Young Master Bai means the Bai family will cover anything if anything happens!" The bald man incited from behind the crowd.

A dozen or so daring thugs rushed up with machetes and slashed at the chest of the man in front.

The blade struck the black vest with a dull thud. Not even a cut was left.

Zhongtang snorted coldly and swung his baton in a wide arc, smashing it down on the other man's shoulder. The sound of bones breaking rang out, and the thug screamed as he fell to the ground.

"Grandpa has distributed the equipment. Anyone who backs down even half a step today, get out of Tazhai!" Lin Dabiao rushed to the front and knocked down two people with one blow.

Five hundred loyal men lined up in battle lines, pressing forward like bulldozers.

Their bulletproof bio-fiber vests meant they didn't need to defend themselves at all; they could just use their batons to smash bones.

In less than five minutes, more than half of the four or five hundred thugs had fallen, and the rest threw down their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

The gate of the abandoned repair shop was kicked open by Lin Dayou and his men.

In the courtyard, three Lin's Logistics vans were parked in a corner.

The three drivers, with their hands tied behind their backs, were thrown onto the oil-splattered ground, their legs covered in blood, and they were unconscious.

Lin Dayou went over and checked his breathing; his eyes immediately reddened.

"He's still alive! Load him onto the truck and take him to the clinic in Wangjia Village! Have Wei Xiaoxiao take some of the dregs of the Red Blood Vine over there!" Lin Dayou shouted.

Several men carefully carried the driver out. Lin Dayou turned his head, stared at the thugs squatting on the ground, and grabbed an iron rod.

"Who did this? Step forward," Lin Dayou said fiercely.

No one dared to utter a sound. Lin Dayou smashed the leg of the thug closest to him.

"You won't talk, huh? You'll all stay here today." Lin Dayou raised an iron rod.

The tollbooth barriers had long been flattened.

Lin Ting's SUV slowly drove into the square and stopped next to the Accord sedan that had been crushed into a pancake.

Lin Fei grabbed the bald man by the collar with one hand, dragged him all the way over, and threw him hard in front of the SUV door.

The bald man's face was covered in blood, and he was clutching his broken arm, convulsing in pain on the ground.

Lin Ting pushed open the car door and got out, tapping the bald man's hand with his walnut cane.

"Bai Yu asked you to block the road," Lin Ting said calmly.

Baldy was trembling with pain, clenching his teeth tightly.

"Lin Ting, don't be arrogant. The Bai family has been rooted in the provincial capital for decades. Killing you is as easy as crushing a bug."

"You crashed into the tollbooth today, and tomorrow the road administration can shut down your Lin family's logistics park!"

Lin Fei kicked the bald man in the face. "Grandpa is asking you a question, what are you talking about, the Road Administration Department?"

The bald man spat out two bloody teeth.

"I got the permit from the Road Administration Department! Deputy Director Liu of the Provincial Road Administration Department personally signed it, saying that your Lin family's convoy was overloaded and in violation of regulations, authorizing us to set up a roadblock at the provincial border! We are legally blocking the road!"

Lin Fu ran over with a brown paper envelope and handed it to Lin Ting.

"Grandpa, we found it on him. It's definitely an official document from the Provincial Road Administration, with Deputy Director Liu's signature on it," Lin Fu said in a low voice.

"This Deputy Director Liu's wife is from the Su family. He controls the entire province's building materials transportation routes."

Lin Ting took the envelope and glanced at the official seal on it.

"The Bai family is using the official knife to cut the Lin family's flesh." Lin Ting folded up the approval document and stuffed it into his pocket.