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

Lin Ting folded the official document twice and stuffed it into the pocket of his black trench coat.

"Da Biao, keep an eye on these guys. Anyone who moves, break their legs." Lin Ting turned and walked towards the SUV. "Lin Fu, come with me to run some errands."

The black Lexus SUV made a U-turn, its tires crunching over shards of glass as it sped into the night.

Old Zhao sat in the cab of the Hongyan heavy truck, his hands on the steering wheel and his feet on the accelerator pedal.

The engine was still running, its deep roar echoing across the toll plaza.

Twenty minutes later, the glaring red and blue flashing lights on the provincial border direction of National Highway 104 illuminated.

Twelve white pickup trucks painted with the words "Provincial Road Administration Comprehensive Law Enforcement" roared in and braked suddenly in front of the Lin family's convoy of heavy trucks.

The car doors opened one after another, and more than forty uniformed law enforcement officers jumped out, carrying seals, recorders, and window breakers.

The person leading the team was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, Wang Jian, the head of the inspection section of the Provincial Road Administration Department.

Wang Jian strode to the front of the Hongyan heavy truck, looked up at Lao Zhao in the cab, and raised the loudspeaker in his hand.

"Stop all engines! Get out of your vehicles for inspection! These 300 vehicles are suspected of serious overloading, illegal modifications, and violently breaking through checkpoints!"

"I hereby declare that all of them shall be sealed off on the spot!" Wang Jian shouted.

Lin Dabiao stepped forward carrying a steel baton, and five hundred Zhongtang men in black vests took a big step forward in unison.

The bulletproof vest gleamed faintly under the car headlights.

Wang Jian took a half step back and pointed at Lin Dabiao's nose.

"Trying to violently resist the law? Deputy Director Liu personally gave the order: no one is allowed to drive these 300 vehicles away today!"

If your Lin family dares to lay a hand on anything, the entire province's police will wipe out your Tazhai village tomorrow!

Lin Dabiao spat on the ground.

"Who are you trying to scare with that broken horn? The Lin family's cars can't be moved unless the great-grandfather gives the order, not even the Heavenly King himself."

"Seal it off! Anyone who dares to obstruct us will be arrested for obstructing official business!" Wang Jian waved to the law enforcement officers behind him.

A dozen law enforcement officers, armed with seals and window-breaking hammers, reluctantly headed towards the door of the heavy truck.

Old Zhao slammed his right foot on the accelerator, and a thick black exhaust fumes shot out from the exhaust pipe of the Hongyan heavy truck, causing the massive vehicle to lurch forward half a meter.

The law enforcement officers holding the seals were so frightened that they backed away repeatedly, and some even sat down on the ground with a thud.

A deafening roar of rotors suddenly filled the night sky.

The strong wind whipped up sand and plastic bags from the ground, making it impossible for Wang Jian to open his eyes.

A black Robinson R44 light helicopter pierced the night, its powerful searchlight shining directly into Wang Jian's face, forcing him to raise his hand to shield his eyes.

The helicopter hovered in the open space in the center of the square, its landing gear pressing heavily on the cracked asphalt road.

The hatch was pushed open.

Lin Ting, wearing a black trench coat, stepped off the helicopter, the wind whipping his coat hem.

He carried a thick brown paper bag in his hand and walked steadily toward Wang Jian.

Wang Jian was stunned by the sight of the helicopters and swallowed hard.

"So you're Lin Ting? Let me tell you, even if you send a plane here with the approval from the provincial government, it won't help! This car has to be sealed off today!"

Lin Ting didn't even glance at Wang Jian. He pulled out the contents of the brown paper bag and slapped it onto the hood of a law enforcement vehicle next to him.

It was a stack of high-resolution color photographs.

In the top picture, Deputy Director Liu is seen with his arm around a young woman as they walk into a luxurious villa on the other side of the ocean.

The second photo shows Deputy Director Liu pushing chips in a VIP room at an overseas casino.

The third document is a subscription agreement for an overseas trust fund, with the young woman listed as the beneficiary, and the amount is as high as fifty million US dollars.

Lin Ting tapped his finger on the photo. "Section Chief Wang, this villa in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, owned by Deputy Director Liu, has a nice view."

When Wang Jian saw the face in the photo, cold sweat soaked his back.

"The bag that the Su family bought for his wife, he immediately used to support a female college student in Los Angeles."

"If this matter were handed over to the provincial discipline inspection department, do you think Deputy Director Liu could sign off on a few official documents?" Lin Ting said calmly.

Wang Jian's lips turned pale. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

The helicopter door opened again, and Lin Fu dragged a handcuffed man down and shoved him directly in front of Lin Ting.

The man was wearing silk pajamas, with only one slipper on his feet, and his hair was disheveled; it was Deputy Director Liu.

Half an hour ago, Lin Ting directly instructed Lin Fu to dispatch a helicopter, taking Zhongtang's men to Deputy Director Liu's secret private residence in the suburbs, bringing them over along with the evidence.

Deputy Director Liu's legs went weak, and he knelt down at Lin Ting's feet with a thud, tightly grabbing Lin Ting's trouser leg with both hands.

"Wang Jian! Withdraw the order! Withdraw everything! Who gave you permission to block the vehicles?!"

Deputy Director Liu shouted frantically at Wang Jian, his voice distorted.

Wang Jian quickly waved to his men. "Put the seals away! Back off! All of you, back off!"

More than forty law enforcement officers immediately retreated to the side of the pickup truck, not daring to utter a sound.

The bald man, who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, was completely dumbfounded.

His biggest trump card is the approval document from the Road Administration Department, and now even the deputy director who issued the document is kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

Lin Ting looked down at Deputy Director Liu. "Who initiated the road closures?"

Deputy Director Liu was trembling all over, and tears and snot were streaming down his face.

"It's Bai Yu! The eldest young master of the Bai family gave me two million to use a note from the Road Administration to block your convoy."

The Su family also contacted us, saying they would cut off our building material transportation line.

"Grandpa Lin, give me the photo, and I'll immediately apply for medical retirement and never concern myself with anything in the provincial capital again!"

Lin Ting put the photos back into the brown paper bag.

"These things are more useful to me than to burn. The Lin family has rules; what do you have to offer in exchange for your life?"

Deputy Director Liu gritted his teeth, reached into his pajama pocket, pulled out a crumpled USB drive, and handed it to Lin Ting with both hands.

"Grandpa, the Bai and Su families are using me as a pawn, but I have a backup plan. This is a chart showing the flow of funds of the provincial capital chamber of commerce over the past half month."

"I'm in charge of road administration approvals. Many of their shady dealings have to be laundered through my connections. This stuff can save my life!"

Lin Ting took the USB drive and tossed it to Lin Fu. "Investigate."

Lin Fu ran back to the SUV and plugged the USB drive into his laptop.

A complex tree diagram of fund flows immediately popped up on the screen.

Lin Fu stared at the screen, his fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard.

He ran up to Lin Ting with his laptop in his arms, his face extremely grim. "Grandpa, something's wrong."

Lin Ting looked at the screen. On the chart, dozens of accounts representing the Jiangnan conglomerate were frantically transferring funds overseas.

"The funding chains for all thirteen infrastructure projects invested in by the Jiangnan conglomerate in the province have broken down."

They cashed out 3 billion yen, all of which was transferred to the Mitsui Group's offshore accounts.

Lin Fu pointed to the dense red lines on the screen.

"They're not trying to suppress us; they're trying to siphon off funds and dump the mess in Jiangnan Province on the government and us!"