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

The tall buildings of the county town outside the car window kept receding into the distance.

Lin Fei, sitting in the passenger seat, grabbed the walkie-talkie on the center console upon hearing Lin Ting's words.

He pressed the call button, and his voice traveled through radio waves to the cabs of every dump truck behind him.

"Attention all vehicles! The Grandmaster has ordered the destination: Dafeng Group headquarters building! Upon arrival, block all exits!"

"receive!"

"receive!"

The walkie-talkie crackled with the men of Zhongtang's unified response.

One hundred red heavy dump trucks lined up in two long rows, speeding and crashing on the wide main road of the county town.

The massive tires rolled over the asphalt road, and the roar of the diesel engine made the windows on the roadside vibrate.

There's a crossroads ahead, and the red light is on.

The driver of the lead car didn't even apply the brakes; he immediately blared his horn. The piercing sound echoed through the street.

Private cars traveling normally in the cross lane were startled and slammed on their brakes, causing several cars to crash directly into the roadside green belt.

The dump truck convoy ignored the traffic lights and lined up to cross the intersection.

Two traffic police officers on duty by the roadside, holding batons, stared at the enormous convoy that stretched as far as the eye could see, completely stunned.

They didn't dare to step forward to stop them; they could only frantically pull out their walkie-talkies to report to their superiors.

Shop owners on both sides of the street all rushed out to see what was going on, and passersby stood on the sidewalk, pointing at the convoy and discussing it.

"Which construction site's vehicle is that? Are they crazy? Driving recklessly in broad daylight in the city center!"

"Look at the license plates, they're all from Tazhai Town! This entourage, they're going to cause trouble!"

"One hundred fully loaded dump trucks—they're going to turn the whole county upside down!"

Ten minutes later.

The headquarters building of Dafa Group came into view in front of us.

This is a 20-story glass curtain wall building, and one of the landmarks in the center of the county.

In front of the building is a vast marble-paved plaza, to the side is the entrance to the underground parking garage, and at the back is the staff entrance.

Four uniformed security guards stood at the entrance of the square, smoking and chatting.

The ground began to shake rhythmically.

The security captain threw away his cigarette butt and turned to look at the main road. A red heavy dump truck turned into the square.

Immediately afterwards, a second, a third, and one dump truck after another drove in.

The security captain pulled out a rubber baton from his waist and ran forward with three security guards.

"What are you doing! This is Dafa Group's private plaza! Outside vehicles are not allowed in! Get out!" The security captain shouted, pointing at the lead car.

The driver of the lead vehicle floored the accelerator.

A 40-ton dump truck directly crushed the landscape flowerbeds at the edge of the square, sending marble fragments flying everywhere.

A thick plume of black smoke billowed from the exhaust pipe, spraying directly into the security captain's face.

The security captain was choked and stumbled backward, tripping and falling to the ground with a thud.

The remaining three security guards were so frightened that they dropped their rubber batons and ran back into the lobby.

Lin Fei held the walkie-talkie, looked at the layout of the building, and quickly issued instructions.

"Rows one and two, get to the back door! Block the employee entrance!"

"Rows three and four, head to the underground parking garage entrance!"

"The rest, drive them all into the front square! Position the front of the cars facing the gate, one after another, don't let even a fly out!"

One hundred dump trucks quickly dispersed across the square.

The men of Zhongtang were excellent drivers, maneuvering their massive vehicles with precision in narrow spaces.

Twenty dump trucks were parked across the front door, with the safety bar almost touching the glass door on the first floor.

More than a dozen cars drove to the back of the building, completely blocking the fire lanes and staff access routes.

The other dozen or so cars drove directly down the ramp of the underground parking garage.

In the garage, a senior executive of Dafeng Group was driving a Mercedes-Benz, preparing to go out on business.

As soon as he drove up the hill, he saw several huge red cars coming straight at him.

The executive honked the horn frantically, rolled down the window, and yelled, "Are you blind?! Turn back!"

The dump truck ignored it completely, and pushed the Mercedes-Benz back to the bottom of the garage by its front bumper.

The executive was so frightened that he scrambled out of the car and ran into the elevator.

The roar of engines echoed between the buildings.

The entire headquarters building of Dafa Group was completely surrounded by a hundred heavy dump trucks.

In the lobby on the first floor.

Several female receptionists screamed in fright, and a large number of employees ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out through the glass.

Outside, all you could see were red car fronts and a dense mass of black wheels, completely blocking your view.

"Call the police! Call the police now!" the lobby manager shouted, holding up his phone.

Lin Ting sat in the back seat of the lead car.

He looked at the panicked crowd inside the glass door and placed the two walnuts in his hand on the leather seat next to him.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the call button.

"Unload the cargo," Lin Ting said.

Lin Fei grabbed the megaphone, pushed open the car door, and jumped out.

He stood on the dump truck's running board and shouted towards the building, "The Emperor orders! Unload!"

The hydraulic rods of one hundred dump trucks were activated simultaneously.

The ear-piercing sound of metal scraping against metal echoed across the square as the red truck bed slowly rose.

Forty tons of freshly dredged, moist coarse sand from the Tazhai River poured down the truck bed.

"Splash!"

The huge tempered glass door at the front entrance simply couldn't withstand the impact of tens of tons of river sand.

The glass shattered, shards of glass scattering throughout the entire hall.

Yellow, coarse sand poured into the first-floor lobby like a mudslide.

The marble floor was buried, and the leather sofa was swallowed up.

The solid wood counter at the front desk was washed away, and river sand piled up to the ceiling, completely filling the first-floor lobby.

The employees screamed and ran up the stairs to the second floor, not even daring to turn back to pick up their lost shoes.

At the entrance to the underground parking garage, dozens of tons of river sand were dumped, burying the Mercedes-Benz alive. The roof of the car was completely obscured, and the garage's iron roller door was severely deformed.

All four exits of the building were blocked by mountains of river sand.

The entire twenty-story building has become an isolated island, cut off from the world. People inside can't get out, and people outside can't get in.

The body of the truck is lowered.

The men from Zhongtang pulled out the car keys, opened the car doors, and jumped out.

One hundred muscular men in black vests climbed onto the roof of a dump truck in perfect unison.

They sat cross-legged on the roof of the car, took out cigarettes from their pockets and lit them.

A hundred men smoked cigarettes, staring indifferently at the building that had been buried alive, without uttering a word.

The onlookers were too frightened to make a sound.

Lin Fei walked over and opened the rear door of the lead car.

Lin Ting got out of the car, his black coat fluttering in the wind. He walked to the mountain of river sand, took out a lighter, and lit a cigarette.

He took a drag and exhaled a bluish-white smoke.

Lin Fei raised the megaphone in his hand and shouted at the employees on the second floor who were trembling and leaning against the windows.

"Listen up, people from Dafa Group! The Lin family of Tazhai is on their way! This building is sealed off by the Lin family!"

The chairman's office is on the 20th floor, the top floor.

Wang Dafa sat in a large leather boss's chair, holding a glass of expensive red wine.

Sun Qiang stood in front of the desk, his head bandaged, and was trying his best to flatter the emperor.

"Mr. Wang, things must be in complete chaos in Tazhai right now. Hundreds of thousands of gold fruits are rotting in the warehouse, and Lin Ting won't last three days."

"When he's desperate, you can lower the purchase price to two yuan per kilogram, and he'll still have to kneel down and sign." Sun Qiang grinned, his face full of wrinkles.

Wang Dafa smiled smugly. "The Lin family is still too green to mess with me in the county town."

He was just about to put the red wine in his mouth.

A loud roar suddenly came from downstairs, followed by the sound of glass shattering.

The entire building shook violently, and documents on the desks were scattered all over the floor.

Wang Dafa's hand trembled, and the red wine in his glass spilled all over his suit pants.

"What's going on! An earthquake?" Wang Dafa stood up.

He strode to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down.

After just one glance, Wang Dafa's face turned deathly pale.

The plaza and streets surrounding the building were filled with a hundred red heavy-duty dump trucks.

The main gate, back gate, and underground garage were all buried alive by mountains of yellow river sand.

A large group of men wearing black vests sat on the roof of the car, completely surrounding the building.

A young man in a black long coat was standing in front of a sand pile, smoking and looking up at the top floor.

Wang Dafa's eyes widened, and the wine glass in his hand fell onto the thick carpet.

The Cuban cigar he had just lit fell from his mouth and landed right on his crotch, burning a black hole in it.