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

Lin Fei walked down the steps. There were no lights in the dark passage, and he could only rely on the light from his phone screen to light his way.

The dark passage was filled with the musty, earthy smell, and the steps were so narrow that only two people could pass side by side.

Lin Fei walked at the front, carrying the seamless steel pipe in his hand.

Thirty loyal men followed behind, their footsteps echoing in the narrow passage.

After descending two floors, the path ended.

A thick steel security door blocked the way, with a faint light shining through the cracks.

"Smash it open." Lin Fei took a step back.

Two of the strongest men from Zhongtang stepped forward, each carrying a large demolition hammer.

He swung his arm and smashed the hammer hard against the lock cylinder of the security door.

The loud clanging of metal echoed in the dark passage. After five or six strikes, the steel plate around the lock cylinder was completely deformed.

Lin Fei stepped forward, raised his right foot, and kicked the door. The security door collapsed inward, slamming heavily onto the floor tiles and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Behind the door was a spacious underground room with soundproofing foam on the walls and a large mahogany desk in the center.

On the table were a cigar box and an ashtray, and the safe door was wide open, with bundles of red banknotes scattered on the floor.

Guang was carrying a black travel bag, the zipper of which was not zipped up, and it was stuffed with cash and gold bars.

He heard the door being broken down, his hand trembled, and his travel bag fell to the ground, from which gold bars rolled out.

The short-haired bodyguard, Afei, sat slumped on the ground next to him, his face covered in blood.

He had already been beaten to a pulp by the Lin family and retreated to the dark room with Brother Guang. Now, seeing the door broken, A-Fei knew he couldn't escape.

He gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, grabbing a machete from the sofa next to him.

"I'll fight you to the death!" A-Fei roared, raising his machete and lunging at Lin Fei.

He wanted to make one last effort to impress Guang Ge, hoping that Guang Ge would take him with him.

Lin Fei stood still, watching as A Fei rushed towards him, the machete whistling as it slashed towards Lin Fei's head.

Lin Fei raised his left hand and grabbed A Fei's wrist, which was holding the knife.

Having drunk the strengthening elixir given to him by his great-grandfather, Lin Fei's strength and reaction speed had long surpassed the limits of ordinary people. He exerted force with his five fingers and twisted them outwards.

A crisp cracking sound rang out as bones broke, Afei's wrist deformed, and the cleaver fell to the ground.

Lin Fei clenched his right fist and punched A Fei in the face.

With his nasal bone collapsing, Ah Fei didn't even have time to scream before he fell straight backward, crashing onto the coffee table and losing consciousness.

Guang Ge felt a chill run down his spine when he saw this. Ah Fei was his most capable bodyguard, yet he hadn't even lasted a single move against Lin Fei.

Guangge turned around and lunged at the mahogany desk. He pulled open the bottom drawer, reached in, and pulled out a half-meter-long double-barreled homemade gun.

This gun fires iron pellets, which are extremely powerful and can turn a person into a sieve at close range.

Guang Ge held the homemade gun with both hands, the dark muzzle pointed at Lin Fei. His hands were trembling, but his expression was fierce.

"Back off! All of you, back off!" Brother Guang yelled at the top of his lungs. "Anyone who dares to take a step forward, I'll shoot him!"

The loyal man following behind Lin Fei stopped in his tracks. Everyone was wary of firearms.

Lin Fei didn't stop; he carried the steel pipe and continued walking forward. The soles of his shoes rustled as they stepped on the scattered banknotes.

"Don't come any closer! You think I wouldn't dare to shoot?" Guang Ge rested the butt of his gun on his shoulder and his finger on the trigger.

Lin Fei looked at the homemade gun. "Try firing it and see if your gun is faster or my stick is."

Brother Guang has been driven to the brink of despair. His territory, which he had built up over ten years, has been completely destroyed, and now he is even facing the possibility of losing his life.

He gritted his teeth, shouted, and pulled the trigger hard.

boom!

Gunpowder erupted, a burst of fire shot from the muzzle, and a large plume of iron shot was fired in a fan shape.

When Lin Fei moved his shoulder, his upper body had already tilted to the left, his reaction speed far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Iron shot grazed his right ear and struck the soundproofing foam behind him, creating dozens of small holes and sending foam fragments flying everywhere.

Guang Ge was stunned. He didn't expect that at such close range, the shot would miss. He hurriedly pulled the second trigger.

Before he could press his finger, Lin Fei had already rushed to the desk.

Lin Fei reached out with his left hand, grabbed the scorching hot barrel, and forcefully lifted it upwards. The muzzle pointed at the ceiling.

Guang Ge held on to the gun butt tightly, while Lin Fei threw away the steel pipe with his right hand and grabbed Guang Ge's Tang suit collar.

Lin Fei used his arm strength to lift Guang Ge's 160-pound body directly from behind the desk.

Lin Fei took a step back, swung Guang Ge into the air, and then slammed him heavily onto the basement floor tiles.

With a muffled thud, Guang Ge landed on his back, his internal organs shifted, and he couldn't catch his breath. His face turned a liverish color, and the homemade gun in his hand fell to the side.

Lin Fei raised his right foot and stepped on Guang Ge's chest. The sole of his leather shoe pressed against the bone, making a creaking sound.

"Brother Guang, your marksmanship isn't very good." Lin Fei looked down at him.

Guang Ge grabbed Lin Fei's ankles with both hands and tried desperately to push him outwards, but he couldn't budge him an inch.

He felt as if a foot was pressing on his chest, but rather a piece of iron weighing a thousand pounds.

"Brother... let's talk this out. The money's all here, take it all."

"I still have ten million in my card. I'll tell you the password, just spare my life." White foam dripped from Guang Ge's mouth, and his voice was broken and intermittent.

Lin Fei pressed down with his foot, pushing down half an inch, causing Guang Ge to roll his eyes in pain.

"Our Lin family has plenty of money. Our great-grandfather said that you have touched people you shouldn't have, and no one can protect you today."

Lin Fei turned to look at the Zhongtang men behind him, "Tie them up."

Several men stepped forward and pulled out nylon cable ties from their waists.

They turned Guang Ge over, tied his hands behind his back, and bound them tightly with cable ties.

Guang Ge's ankles were also tied up, and he was lifted up like a rice dumpling.

The travel bag, filled with cash and gold bars, was being carried by a man.

Lin Fei picked up the homemade gun from the ground, ejected the empty cartridges, broke off the barrel, and threw it in a corner.

"Take them away and send them back to Tazhai," Lin Fei ordered.

Two men grabbed Guang Ge's arms and dragged him out of the secret passage.

Guang Ge lost one of his shoes, and his toes dragged a long trail on the ground.

Stepping out of the back door of the glittering KTV, it was already broad daylight. The sunlight was blinding.

A light truck belonging to the Lin family was parked in the alley behind the gate, with the cargo box flaps down.

Two men lifted Guang Ge up and threw him directly into the truck bed.

Guang Ge rolled twice under the metal cart before hitting the side panel of the carriage, groaning in pain.

Lin Fei walked to the back of the car and patted the side panel.

"You think you'll be safe hiding in the basement? The person Grandpa is looking for will be dug out even if he's hiding in a rat hole." Lin Fei said to Guang Ge.

Guang Ge pressed his face against the metal sheet, looking at the black-clad men standing all around him.

He still doesn't understand how the Lin family, these farmers from the countryside, could have such terrifying skills and courage.

His prized underground forces didn't even make a ripple in front of these people.

"You dare arrest me... I have a big boss in the city behind me... Your Lin family can't afford to offend him!" Brother Guang shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to invoke his last backer.

Lin Fei didn't reply; he turned and waved to the driver.

"Drive, Grandpa is still waiting at the ancestral hall."

The light truck started, spewing out a plume of black smoke from its exhaust pipe. Its wheels rolled over the puddles on the road, heading towards Tazhai Village.