Near an abandoned factory, a car stopped.
It was already nine o'clock at night, the sky was pitch black, with only the lights illuminating the darkness.
Next to the factory, a building shone with dim lights, the noise of jackhammers buzzing loudly as the workers continued their night shift.
A man glanced around and sneaked into the factory.
This man was Ye Fan.
Inside the factory, four burly men were sitting together playing mahjong and drinking, the thick smell of tobacco spreading, and two other men lay on worn-out sofas watching TV.
All six men were members of the Poisonous Spider gang, each a cold-blooded killer with more than one life on their hands.
The six were quite relaxed, as they confidently believed no one could discover their tracks, hence they were complacent without fear.
They had no idea that danger was creeping closer.
Tied to a concrete pillar was a young man—the son of Zhao Xianghua.
Ye Fan walked in openly, carrying a handful of stones he just picked up from the construction site by the road.
A stone flew out, hitting the electric meter, followed by the crackling sound of electricity, the lights went out instantly.
Ye Fan didn't want anyone to see it was he who acted, so taking necessary measures was essential.
"What's going on?" The six men suddenly stood up, gripping their weapons tightly.
They were well-trained killers, with at least some sense of vigilance.
While they suspiciously wondered if it was a circuit problem, a scream shattered the silent darkness.
"Ah!" The hysterical, heart-wrenching scream pierced the air.
This was because a stone had struck one man's leg at terrifying speed, accompanied by the cracking sound of bones breaking, the stone went through his leg, and as he lost his balance and fell to the side in pain, another stone with destructive force pierced through his other leg.
Just like that, a man was thoroughly crippled, unable to stand again.
"In the front, shoot him." One man shouted angrily, roaring with murderous intent.
A stream of gunfire erupted, lighting up bright flashes in the darkness.
They were no longer worried about exposing their positions, the situation was too dangerous now for them to think too much.
Stones in Ye Fan's hand kept flying out, screams sounded repeatedly.
"Who are you? State your name."
"We are members of the Poisonous Spider, dare to oppose us? Aren't you afraid of your entire clan being eradicated?"
A man threatened in the darkness.
Moments later, the gunfire stopped, leaving only the screams echoing.
Zhao Xianghua's son was already scared out of his wits, losing control of his bladder and bowels. He thought such scenes only appeared on TV or in books, never imagining he would witness it firsthand.
"Don't kill me...don't kill me..." he whimpered, praying in fear.
Bang!!
The crackle like bursting beans echoed in his ears as the rope binding him loosened.
"If you don't want to die, leave here immediately." In the darkness, Ye Fan's voice sounded.
Zhao Xianghua's son scrambled and crawled, kneeling in panic and kowtowing, saying: "Thank you...hero...for saving my life..." After this, he fled desperately.
Ye Fan left the abandoned factory, and the six Poisonous Spider men lay on the ground rolling and wailing.
Inside the building, amidst the loud noise of working jackhammers, the workers sensed something wrong, the gunfire and screams sent chills down their spines, raising goosebumps layer by layer.
"Is there a war or what?"
"Could it be a gang fight?"
"My God, I actually heard gunshots."
"My God, is this a human scream? It's more harrowing than the pigs being slaughtered during New Year."
The workers discussed in disbelief, an old worker hurriedly took out his phone to call the police.
Xiangyun Road No. 47.
This was where Zhang Daya lived.
At this moment, in a luxurious room, Zhang Daya was sitting with a bald man drinking red wine.
This bald man was Ah San, the third leader of the Poisonous Spider, known as Brother San in the underground world.
Zhang Daya was very respectful in front of Ah San, serving him carefully.
Ah San was a lecher, any woman he fancied, he would try every means to get her into bed.
"Brother San, you are simply the benefactor of my life. With your help, it's just a matter of time before the Chu Group becomes ours. When I completely control the Chu Group, the promised reward will definitely be credited to Brother San's account without missing a single cent." Zhang Daya said with a smile.
"No problem." Ah San gave a lewd smile, his eyes filled with uncontainable desire: "I heard your wife is a great beauty, still charming despite her age, and since you call me Brother San, as a brother I naturally have to pamper my sister-in-law, don't you agree?"
Zhang Daya now understood the phrase 'inviting trouble is easy, dispelling is difficult'.
He was deeply in love with his wife, and it was impossible to let her be humiliated. Any man wouldn't want to wear a green hat, although he was ruthless to outsiders and merciless in business, he treated his wife very well. How could he possibly agree to let Ah San ruin his wife?
He forced out a smile worse than crying, fawning: "An old wife, how could she catch Brother San's eye, Brother San, whatever kind of woman you like, I will arrange, definitely satisfying Brother San."
"I just fancy your wife, what do you propose I do?" Ah San glared at Zhang Daya, impolitely saying: "I'm helping you control the Chu Group, what immense wealth is that, don't be ungrateful for what's good for you, if you don't satisfy my request, watch out, I might chop you up and feed you to the dogs."
Zhang Daya suddenly knelt down, pleading: "Brother San, any request is fine, I'll give you double the reward, just spare my wife."
"You're being ungrateful, right? If that's the case, I'll go ahead and do it, let you hear how I serve your wife, isn't that good too?" Ah San's expression turned cold, a violent look flashing in his eyes.
Initially, he wanted to wait for Zhang Daya's consent before proceeding, as that would give him even greater pleasure.
But Zhang Daya's protection of his wife only fueled his beastly instincts, a perverse thrill rising from within.
"Brother San, I beg you." Zhang Daya clung to Ah San's leg.
"Ungrateful." Ah San kicked out, sending Zhang Daya flying, crashing onto the sofa.
Ah San headed straight to Zhang Daya's wife's room.
Inside, a woman's screams and angry curses were heard.
After a long while, Ah San came out satisfied, his expression filled with extreme pleasure.
At this moment, Zhang Daya sat on the ground despondently, like an idiot.
"Fool, is it that big a deal? Didn't I just play with your wife for a bit?" Ah San sneered mockingly.
At this point, suddenly the lights in the room went out.
The crisis close at hand.