CIATB Chapter 139 My Territory!
Chapter 139 My Territory!
Wu Dajin's words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.
The laughter and chatter in the courtyard came to an abrupt halt.
The children were so frightened by the group of menacing-looking men that they hid behind Dean Wang, their little faces pale.
Dean Wang's body was trembling slightly, not from fear, but from anger.
"impossible!"
Her voice trembled. "This land was allocated to us by the city for charity fifty years ago. The contract clearly states that it's a perpetual right of use!"
"permanent?"
Wu Dajin laughed exaggeratedly, as if he had heard the funniest joke ever. "Old man, are you awake yet? In this society, what is permanent?"
He slapped the document onto Dean Wang's face, spitting everywhere.
"It's written in black and white! A fifty-year lease! You freeloaders have taken advantage of our company for fifty years, and now you want to stay?"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Dean Wang was so angry that his lips turned white.
"Am I talking nonsense?"
Wu Dajin's face darkened, and he pointed at the thugs behind him, "Search them! Find their land deeds!"
"What are you doing! Stop!"
Dean Wang tried to stop him, but was roughly pushed aside by a thug and almost fell.
"grandmother!"
Nie Qingcheng reacted quickly and stepped forward to support her.
The bright smile that was just on her face has vanished without a trace.
Instead, there was a chilling cold that could freeze a person.
Those beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous light.
Wu Dajin's gaze was also drawn to this stunningly beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared.
He greedily looked Nie Qingcheng up and down, and when he saw that Nie Qingcheng was still barefoot with a pair of fair and jade-like feet, a lewd light flashed in his eyes.
"Wow, in this poor, run-down place, there are still such hot girls?"
He whistled, his tone flippant.
"Hey beautiful, what's the point of following these poor bastards? Follow me, and I guarantee you'll live the high life."
"I'm much better in bed than that pretty boy, brother."
He noticed Zhang Yan, who was leaning against the door frame not far away, coldly watching them.
In his view, Zhang Yan was just a pretty boy who was not worth worrying about at all.
However, he had barely finished speaking.
A dark shadow flashed past him.
"Snapped!"
A crisp, loud slap landed hard on his face.
Wu Dajin was spun around halfway by the blow, his mouth tasted salty, and he spat out two bloody teeth.
He covered his burning face, staring incredulously at Zhang Yan in front of him.
He didn't even see how the other person got there.
"You...you fucking dare to hit me!"
Wu Dajin was both shocked and furious.
"Your mouth isn't clean, let me wash it for you."
Zhang Yan's voice was calm, but his clear eyes held a chilling glint that made Wu Dajin's heart tremble.
He stood in front of Nie Qingcheng and Dean Wang, like an insurmountable wall.
"What the hell are you all standing there for! Cripple him!" Wu Dajin roared madly, covering his face.
The seven or eight thugs reacted quickly, brandishing their clubs and lunging menacingly at Zhang Yan.
Dean Wang was so frightened that he cried out in surprise.
Nie Qingcheng simply watched coldly, without even moving a finger.
She even took out her phone, ready to call her secretary.
But Zhang Yan acted faster than she made the phone call.
Faced with the swinging sticks, Zhang Yan advanced instead of retreating.
He ducked down and slipped into the crowd like a raccoon dog.
His movements were simple, direct, and deadly, without a single superfluous action.
A side kick landed squarely on one of the thugs' knees. The man screamed, dropped the stick, and collapsed, clutching his leg.
An elbow strike landed precisely on the other person's ribs, causing him to groan and curl up like a shrimp in pain.
He was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep; with each strike, someone inevitably fell.
There are no fancy moves, only the purest combination of strength and skill.
Less than ten seconds.
Seven or eight menacing thugs were all lying on the ground, groaning and unable to get up.
The entire courtyard was deathly silent.
Wu Dajin opened his mouth wide, completely unaware that the cigarette he was holding in his mouth had fallen to the ground.
He looked at his subordinates rolling on the ground, then at Zhang Yan, who was completely unharmed and whose breathing was perfectly steady. A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
What... what kind of monster is this?
"Now, we can have a proper talk."
Zhang Yan patted non-existent dust off his hands and walked step by step toward Wu Dajin.
Wu Dajin was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, his legs went weak, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
"You...you stay away! I'm telling you, I...I have connections!"
"Oh?"
Zhang Yan squatted down in front of him, looked into his eyes, and asked, "Who?"
"Our boss is on friendly terms with the eldest son of the Zhou family!"
Wu Dajin shouted, his voice trembling with fear.
He thought that bringing up the name of the Zhou family of Jinghai would intimidate the other party.
"The Zhou family?"
Zhang Yan smiled.
He remembered Zhou Wenbin, whom he had utterly humiliated at the Jinghai racing competition.
"I've got my eye on that piece of land."
Zhang Yan ignored Wu Dajin on the ground. He stood up and looked around the dilapidated courtyard, which was full of memories.
Then, he turned to look at Nie Qingcheng, his eyes shining with an unprecedented light.
"Wife."
Nie Qingcheng was stunned for a moment. This was the first time Zhang Yan had called her "wife" so naturally in front of so many people.
Her heart melted instantly, and two blushes rose to her cheeks.
"Hmm?" she responded softly.
"This place is too old and doesn't deserve our 'family'."
Zhang Yan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire courtyard.
"Let's build them a new one."
"Build the best orphanage in the world."
"A...real castle."
Nie Qingcheng looked at the light in Zhang Yan's eyes and nodded heavily.
"it is good."
She didn't ask how much it would cost or how long it would take.
She would unconditionally support whatever decision he made.
After saying that, she seemed to remember something and finally picked up her phone.
But she didn't call the secretary or the legal department.
She dialed the private phone number of the top official of Jinghai City.
The call was answered quickly.
"Hello, Uncle Li? This is Qingcheng."
Her voice instantly returned to its cool and calm tone, but the energy it contained was enough to shake the entire Jinghai.
"My Alluring Charity Foundation is preparing to donate and build a world-class children's welfare home in the south of the city, with an estimated investment of... 500 million yuan."
"Yes, initial investment."
"However, we've encountered a small problem now."
"A company called 'Haitian Real Estate' is trying to forcibly demolish the current Chengnan Orphanage with a forged contract."
"Yes, that's the company started by that Zhou family's lackey."
"Uncle Li, what do you think about this..."
After listening to the phone call, Mayor Li remained silent for three seconds, then spoke in a resolute tone:
"Don't worry, Qingcheng, I'll handle this personally!"
"If that 'Haitian Real Estate' company still exists in Jinghai City within half an hour, I, as the mayor, will resign!"