89: Tell me, where are the people?

Meanwhile, Brother Dao led his men into the office building. The moment they stepped inside, Little Hei suddenly shouted, "Brother Dao, look out!"

Gunshots immediately erupted, and a bullet grazed Brother Dao's scalp.

Fortunately, Little Hei tackled him down in time, saving his life.

The others, seeing this, changed their expressions and were instantly enraged. "Damn it, they dared to ambush us!"

Twenty guns turned the ambusher into a target. The opponent was also unlucky; who would have thought so many people would come in? In a moment of panic, his gun went off.

Brother Dao felt his scalp tingle. He raised his hand and touched the wound; blood stained his palm. A mark was left on his hair by the bullet, and blood flowed down his forehead.

Little Hei looked at Brother Dao's blood-soaked face, his heart pounding. "Brother Dao, are you alright?"

Brother Dao heard him, wiped the blood from his face, and grinned, "I'm fine. Good thing you were here, or I would have been finished today. Everyone, be careful."

He covered his wound and continued to lead his men in the search. At the same time, he looked at the motley crew around him. Now he understood the saying, 'Even in a dragon robe, he doesn't look like a crown prince.'

He thought, it seems I'll have to train them in the future. At least they need to have the ability to confront warlords.

Otherwise, they won't be able to seize opportunities in the future. If they die immediately upon encountering an enemy, then even the strongest organization is useless.

One must be strong to forge iron; he now thoroughly understood this.

Soon, everyone arrived at an office door. Brother Dao gave a subordinate a look, and without hesitation, the subordinate bravely kicked the door open.

The moment he stepped in, an AK was pressed against his head, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The KK Compound armed personnel was about to say something when, the next moment, a dozen dark gun muzzles were pointed at him.

Looking at these dark gun muzzles, he dared not move. A drop of sweat seeped from his forehead, ran down his cheek, and dripped onto the ground from his chin.

When Brother Dao saw the person, his wound throbbed faintly. He snatched the gun from the person's hand and directly smashed the butt of it onto his head.

The person fell to the ground. Brother Dao, seeing this, was still not appeased and used the gun like a wooden club.

"Damn you, you dare to resist, do you? I'll show you resistance!"

Bang... Bang... Bang... one blow after another, until the person's face was disfigured and he was completely lifeless before he stopped.

Manager Wang, sitting in the boss's chair, felt a chill in his heart at this scene. He had thought he was ruthless enough, but he didn't expect the other party to be even more ruthless.

Good heavens, the face of the guy on the ground was caved in, flesh and blood splattered, accompanied by bone fragments.

Sister Hong, beside him, was even worse off. If the situation hadn't been so dire, she would have thrown up.

Fortunately, she swallowed it back in time, otherwise she was really afraid she wouldn't be able to hold it in.

Brother Dao tossed the somewhat deformed AK aside, then glanced at Sister Hong before fixing his gaze on Manager Wang.

As a local, he naturally knew Manager Wang. What he didn't expect was that Manager Wang hadn't run away.

"You're Manager Wang, right? I know you."

"Who are you people? Do you know who is behind us? How dare you cause trouble here?"

He could sit there so confidently because he had something to rely on. Before this, he had already called the troops stationed nearby.

He believed that the company commander would soon arrive with his men.

Brother Dao was very annoyed to see that even at this point, the other party still maintained a high and mighty attitude.

With a wave of his hand, a subordinate stepped forward and struck Manager Wang with a gun butt, knocking him to the ground, then dragged him like a dead dog to Brother Dao's front.

Brother Dao, with a ferocious expression, squatted down, patted Manager Wang's face, and said coldly, "You should be glad you're still somewhat useful, otherwise your fate would be the same as his right now."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the man who had long since lost his breath.

Hearing this, Manager Wang dared not speak. He wouldn't dare to joke with his own life.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Brother Dao felt bored. "Take him away, and take that woman with you too."

Sister Hong heard this and quickly explained, "Big brother, I'm not from KK Compound. I was captured by them."

However, everyone ignored her words. They didn't care if she was captured or not; they just took her away.

Soon, Brother Dao brought the people before John and respectfully said, "Leader, this is the person in charge of KK Compound. As for this woman, her identity is unknown, but being able to stay by his side, her identity should not be ordinary."

John heard this, looked up at the wound on Brother Dao's head, and frowned. A motley crew is a motley crew; he could get hurt even with so many people around him.

However, he had indeed performed a meritorious service this time.

"We don't lack people; what we lack are capable people. Do you understand what I mean?"

Brother Dao's spirits lifted at the words, and he said with a serious expression, "Understood, I guarantee there won't be a next time."

He clearly understood John's words and felt ashamed when he thought about it, that he could still get injured with so many subordinates.

If he had been more professional and not rushed forward recklessly, he wouldn't have nearly died in what should have been a sure victory. Thinking about it felt somewhat ridiculous.

He had already made up his mind to train his subordinates once they returned. As the saying goes, opportunities are for those who are prepared.

Seeing this, John didn't say much, not even glancing at Manager Wang from beginning to end.

This made Manager Wang feel offended, and he felt it necessary to say something to assert his presence, "Who are you people? Don't you know whose property this is?"

John heard this and frowned.

Brother Dao, seeing this, seemed to understand immediately and slapped Manager Wang across the face, "Before I tell you to speak, shut your mouth obediently."

Manager Wang stared at Brother Dao resentfully but ultimately dared not speak again, though he secretly thought, 'Damn it, you'd better not fall into my hands, or I'll make your lives worse than death.'