127: Attack

Around two in the afternoon, Qin Yang left High Official Hu's home.

On the road, Qin Yang pondered the expansion of the machinery factory. Currently, the factory had nearly two thousand employees, seventy percent of whom were Death Warriors, with the remaining thirty percent being external hires.

Due to the factory's strong profitability, its wages and benefits were among the highest for private enterprises in H City. After mandatory insurance deductions, each employee's monthly salary was around seven to eight thousand yuan. Now that Qin Yang had passed his initial period of financial shortage, the Death Warriors under his command working in his company could all receive corresponding salaries.

Of course, paying salaries to the Death Warriors was also a means of tax deduction. Furthermore, money in the hands of the Death Warriors was essentially no different from being in Qin Yang's hands; he only needed to give an order, and most of the distributed money could be recovered. However, given Qin Yang's current wealth, there was no need for that. Besides being deathly loyal to him, every Death Warrior had their own independent personality, and Qin Yang would not interfere in their daily lives.

After thinking for a while, Qin Yang called Zhao Zhi and explained the situation.

Zhao Zhi naturally agreed without hesitation. The manufacturing plant for the orders discussed with those car companies was mostly completed. Now, car models equipped with super carburetors were selling very well on the market, to the extent that they had significantly encroached upon the market of foreign car companies that were previously waiting on the sidelines. Now, these foreign car companies could no longer sit still and were proactively coming to purchase super carburetors. Therefore, increasing the number of employees and paying the tax amount mentioned by High Official Hu was not difficult at all.

"Boss, should we control the number of our own people for this batch of employees?" Zhao Zhi asked after agreeing.

"Let's control it at twenty percent this time, and open up the remaining eighty percent of the slots. Although we have many brothers, there are many places abroad that need people; we don't need to have all the brothers relegated to working in a factory," Qin Yang replied.

"Alright, Boss, then I'll start working on the factory expansion in the next few days."

"Mm!"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yang intended to close his eyes and rest, but at that moment, Wang Chao suddenly said, "Boss, the car behind says several suspicious vehicles are following us."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang's brow suddenly furrowed.

He then said, "Divert. Find a quiet place and let's see which 'immortals' are trying to target me."

"Understood, Boss," Wang Chao said, quickly turning the steering wheel and driving toward the outskirts of the city.

Sure enough, the detection sense of a Death Warrior with Special Warfare skills was correct. As Qin Yang's convoy turned, several cars behind followed closely. Later, they didn't even bother pretending anymore and followed all the way to an empty lot in the suburbs.

When Wang Chao and the others stopped the car, the tracking vehicles also quickly came to a halt. Immediately after, people began to get out of the cars; from five SUVs, a total of nearly thirty people stepped out.

These thirty people were each holding steel knives with fierce expressions. They gathered together and glared menacingly at the luxury car Qin Yang and the others were in.

Qin Yang's Death Warrior bodyguards also got out of the car at this time. Wang Chao took the lead, pulling out a sashimi knife from his person, and the other six Death Warriors did the same. Qin Yang stepped out of the car with a calm expression, lit a cigarette, and quietly watched the situation in the field.

Seeing Qin Yang get out of the car, the group of trackers' eyes lit up. One of them shouted loudly, "Brothers, the chance to strike it rich has come! The boss said whoever catches that young man across from us can collect five million from him!"

"Charge!!"

Accompanied by this shout, without any verbal prelude, the group of over thirty trackers holding steel knives swarmed toward Qin Yang and the others. They held their steel knives high and slashed down at Wang Chao and the other Death Warriors standing in front of Qin Yang.

This was the first time Qin Yang had encountered such a situation, but he quickly realized it was a premeditated attack. He just didn't know who the enemy was; after all, since Qin Yang's rise, he had directly or indirectly offended many people.

Facing the forest of blades, Wang Chao and the others showed no expression. They gripped their sashimi knives in a reverse hold and charged toward the crowd opposite them at an even faster speed.

Engaging in hand-to-hand combat with Death Warriors whose physical fitness was ten times that of an average person—this group certainly knew how to pick their opponents.

In an instant, the two sides collided. However, the scene the attackers had envisioned did not occur. Wang Chao and the others utilized their far-beyond-normal reflexes and powerful physical fitness. Their sashimi knives, like ghosts, plunged into the attackers' vital points. Without a hint of restraint, every move was a fatal blow.

In less than three seconds, more than half of the thirty-plus attackers had fallen.

"F*ck! What the hell is this!"

Such a scene naturally startled the remaining attackers. Those who dared to take on the mission to capture Qin Yang were all vicious criminals. It wasn't that they hadn't seen people who could fight, but fighting empty-handed versus with weapons was a completely different matter. In reality, even a combat champion wouldn't dare face three armed attackers at once, let alone over thirty!

The attackers were terrified, but Wang Chao and the others didn't care what they thought. Since they dared to attack their boss, they would surely be made to pay a price in blood.

Immediately, Wang Chao and the others took a stride and, as if teleporting, charged into the remaining attackers. A few more seconds passed, and only fewer than three people remained standing in the field. Moreover, these three were currently in a state of shock. They couldn't believe their eyes—could someone really be this powerful? The scene just now was even more exaggerated than a movie!

"Drop your weapons and kneel on the ground!" By now, the situation of the two sides had completely reversed. Qin Yang and his men, who were originally surrounded, had now counter-surrounded the opposition. Wang Chao stated the command in a voice devoid of any emotion.

Clang, clang!

In the next second, several sounds of metal clashing rang out.

The three surrounded attackers all followed their instincts and dropped their weapons, immediately kneeling on the ground. Furthermore, their entire bodies were trembling; they were likely truly terrified.

Wang Chao stepped forward, grabbed one attacker by the hair, and said, "Who are you? Why did you attack us? Who is the mastermind, and who said you could collect a five-million-yuan bounty for catching Qin Yang?"

"I'll talk, I'll talk! Don't kill me! We're from Yan County. Someone went there to hire us. The goal was to kidnap a man named Qin Yang. Our leader has a photo of Qin Yang. I don't know who hired us; we're just doing it for the money. Please, I won't dare do it again, spare my life!" The attacker in Wang Chao's hand spilled everything he knew like beans from a bag, not daring to hide a single thing.

"Yan County? You're ethnic Koreans? Which one is your leader!" Wang Chao continued to ask.