A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

That encrypted communicator.

That's the Achilles' heel of this network!

Having caught them is like having the lifeline of the boss's outstretched arm into Dongyang.

One of Zhou Laowang's cracking experts broke into the site overnight.

On the screen, encrypted commands were exchanged one after another.

One by one, they were cracked—

Funds, manpower, several hidden locations, and even the main base hidden in the heart of Dongyang that has never appeared in the open... one by one, they gradually surfaced.

These cold, impersonal commands, carefully chosen, gradually shed their outer layers with each click of the keyboard pressed by the expert.

Ye Feng stood behind him with his arms crossed, staring silently at the coded message that appeared on the screen.

"North of the city, the old textile factory." The expert pointed to the screen and said, "Every order from the boss in Dongyang comes from here, including finances, personnel, and goods."

Ye Feng's eyes, fixed on the address, grew colder and colder with each passing moment.

The old textile factory, which had officially ceased production, was secretly occupied by its owner and turned into a hidden transit point. Funds were laundered here, and people were gathered here. Even the remnants of the criminal gangs used to surround Lin Zhu and smear them were given orders from here.

Hiding under a cloak of fur, they brought down half of Dongyang. The boss is truly ruthless.

This is the true hand that the mastermind has extended into Dongyang.

"Take it down tonight!" Ye Feng said. "Once the cleanup crew goes missing, it won't be long before the people inside realize something's wrong and they'll have to move out overnight. We need to act now!"

The opportunity to strike is fleeting; if you act early, you can catch them red-handed; if you act late, you'll only end up with an empty factory.

Do it!

It was launched that very evening.

Lin Yuqing, presiding over the Lin Group's temporary command center, mobilized all available security personnel, vehicles, and official connections within the Dongyang Alliance, even preparing a set of materials and clues perfectly suited for the police to coordinate the raid. Meanwhile, Zhu Wanqing compiled a long list of money laundering routes uncovered over the past few days, waiting for the base to be dismantled so that the operation would have no chance of being overturned, either officially or in the shadows.

In the brightly lit room, Lin Yuqing stood in front of an open map, pointing to each place with her fingers. She spoke with strength and handled things properly, without any trace of panic.

The frail woman who used to be relegated to the sidelines behind Ye Feng is now capable of standing on her own and protecting the rest of the game for him.

"Ye Feng," Lin Yuqing said, holding her phone, "there are so many inside, for you and Brother Shen."

At this point, that worry was transmitted through the telephone line.

"Don't worry," Ye Feng smiled at her. "It's just a small business, it can't support me."

An old textile factory.

Outside the high walls of the factory area, it was dark.

But on the wall, a flurry of light and chaotic footsteps could be seen... News of the cleaner's mistake had finally reached them.

Ye Feng and Shen Yu were the first to break through the wall!

Inside the large factory, the lights were bright, and the owner's men were in a panic. They had obviously learned that the cleanup crew had failed, and they were frantically burning documents, packing their valuables, and preparing to flee that very night.

The brazier burning paper money emitted blue smoke.

The sounds of rummaging through drawers and cabinets, a jumbled mess...

A bunch of bastards, finally lost their former fierce and domineering demeanor, and became timid little brats.

But it was too late...

"Trying to run?" Ye Feng kicked open the iron gate blocking his way, unleashing a torrent of True Qi like Mount Tai crashing down. "Too late!"

With a shout of "Too late!", the hammer fell, sending a shiver down through the entire factory!

The gangsters in the factory, who initially thought it was just a simple shootout, were completely dumbfounded when they encountered Ye Feng's overwhelming power—capable of defeating a group of thugs with a single palm strike and shattering rocks and wood. Ye Feng's internal energy, perfectly balanced between strength and flexibility after the initial formation of his Meridian Integration stage, moved freely and unimpeded in the chaotic environment. Shen Yu, protecting his flank, used his exquisite grappling techniques to knock down several people who tried to break through...

With a punch, metal shards flew everywhere, smashing tables and chairs to pieces...

These guys who used to bully others because of their numbers didn't have the courage to fight back in the face of absolute power.

This battle doesn't count at all.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the resistance in the old textile factory was completely suppressed. Those who stubbornly resisted lay prostrate on the ground, those trying to escape blocked the doorway, and the documents, ledgers, and lists that were half-destroyed were all seized by Zhou Laowang's men...

Stacks of paper were snatched back from the brazier, their edges already charred – the irrefutable proof that the employer had been nailed to the ground!

Then the police arrived, raided the entire filthy place, and, along with these people, completely shut down the owner's network of dirty money and power...

By using both official and secluded methods, they quickly dismantled the landlord's influence in Dongyang.

Ye Feng uprooted the dirty hand that the boss had extended into Dongyang!

While settling accounts, Ye Feng stood in the warehouse filled with documents, rummaging through piles of undestroyed scraps. Dust filled the air, and the lights were dim.

Shen Yu was also watching from the side, looking very serious.

These are all scraps of paper, containing records of the sordid things the master did in Dongyang. Ye Feng flipped through them very slowly and cautiously, feeling that there must be some secrets yet to be uncovered.

Having established a base and set up camp for so long, it's impossible to lay everything out on the table...

The deeper down the chain, the more unwillingly things are to be destroyed, and that's often where the real danger lies...

it is as expected.

"Junior brother," Shen Yu suddenly spoke up, "look at this."

It's a case file.

The paper was yellowed and the edges were curled up; it was clearly not new.

Ye Feng picked it up, glanced at it, and his heart skipped a beat.

It was a very old file containing a case from twenty years ago: the case of a person who died suddenly in Dongyang. The person who died suddenly was the girl who died because of the Seven Star Begonia.

Zhao family.

Lin Yuqing's mother's name.

"This..." Ye Feng's trachea was suddenly blocked.

He never expected that he would be able to find such a file related to a case from twenty years ago in the deepest part of his employer's stronghold in Dongyang City.

Moreover, it was the dossier on the death of Lin's mother!

How could a case from twenty years ago be buried in the owner's base twenty years later?

Between the two lies a gaping hole he never imagined!

What disturbed him even more was that the old case files from more than twenty years ago and the number "Nirvana Mountain" on another stack of confidential documents actually came from the same source.

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