Although Ling Huai'an's textile factory is losing money now, the land of his textile factory is worth a lot of money, at least 50 million, and Song Shiren's boss only wants to spend one-fifth of the money to buy the textile factory, as long as Ling Huai'an is not dumbfounded, he will not sign the contract.

Moreover, if Ling Huai'an's textile factory is sold, then these old employees in his factory must need a severance pay, although 10 million sounds like a lot, but it is evenly distributed to more than 80 employees in the factory, and it is not much money.

What's more, for the normal operation of the textile factory and the wages of the employees, Ling Huaian already owes a sum of money outside.

Song Shiren didn't seem to hear Ling Huai'an's words at all, he licked his lips and said playfully: "Ling Huai'an, why do you bother, you should know very well in your heart, there is no good end to going against Hengye Group, half a year ago, the director of the watch factory fell from the twelfth floor, do you think it was an accident?" ”

Threat, naked threat, Song Shiren never put Ling Huai'an in his eyes from beginning to end, in his eyes the other party was just an ant that he could pinch to death at any time.

Ling Huaian gritted his teeth and looked at Song Shiren, he said angrily: "Song Shiren, do you think that if you threaten me like this, I will compromise?" No way! ”

"Don't think that Hengye Group can cover the sky with one hand in Hengzhou, if you come to our textile factory to make trouble in the future, I will definitely call the police to arrest you!" Ling Huaian said.

After hearing Ling Huai'an's words, Song Shiren looked at his subordinates around him and laughed wildly and said, "Did you hear it, he actually said that he would call the police to arrest us, I'm so afraid, are you afraid?" ”

"We're scared, too." The little brother behind him laughed and said in unison.

"You bastards don't leave quickly, if you don't leave, we'll really call the police." An old man in a textile factory behind Ling Huai'an said.

Song Shiren said disdainfully: "Call the police? You call the police, you have the ability to call the police every day. ”

In fact, including Ling Huai'an, everyone in the textile factory knew that even if they called the police, it was useless, because when the police came, Song Shiren and they had already left, and every time when Song Shiren and they left, the police arrived.

Song Shiren glanced at the inside of the textile factory, and said with a condensed expression on his face: "I don't think I will give you a profound lesson, you will not know how powerful I am." ”

"The little ones rushed in and smashed the contents for me." Song Shiren raised his right hand and waved it towards the textile factory.

After Ling Huai'an and the people in the textile factory behind him heard Song Shiren's words, they immediately became nervous, these equipment in the textile factory were their lifeblood, if they were smashed, they would only have to drink the northwest wind.

Seeing these strong men behind Song Shiren rushing into the textile factory menacingly, Ling Huaian was the first to stop in front of these people.

"You dare to smash!" Ling Huaian stopped in front of these people with both hands and said loudly.

Song Shiren squinted at Ling Huai'an, and then he said loudly: "Brothers, bright guys!" ”

Then I heard a "bang", and one by one, these people pulled out baseball bats more than a meter long from behind them.

After sneering, Song Shiren said coldly: "If you don't want to die, go to the top, I want to see how many kinds of you people are!" ”

As his words fell, the workers of the textile factory behind Ling Huai'an avoided one by one, they didn't want to take their lives because of this incident.

After watching the people in the textile factory avoid one by one, Song Shiren smiled very brightly.

But after seeing Ling Huai'an still standing motionless, Song Shiren raised his eyebrows and said, "Ling Huai'an, are you looking for death?" ”

"Song Shiren has the ability, you will step over my corpse today, otherwise don't want to enter my textile factory today." Ling Huaian said indignantly.

Song Shiren didn't expect that Ling Huai'an would rather die than give in.

After he sneered, he said, "What are you still standing for, smash me!" ”

As his words fell, those with control knives in their hands rushed towards Ling Huai'an without hesitation.

Aiming at the person in front, he raised the baseball bat in his hand with his right hand and smashed it on Ling Huai'an's head.

Song Shiren, who was not far away, saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily a few times, and the expression on his face was extremely hideous.

When the workers of the textile factory saw that Ling Huai'an was about to be hit with this stick on his head, they were immediately frightened and closed their eyes involuntarily, for fear of seeing a bloody scene.

"Peng" sounded.

Ling Huai'an watched the baseball bat on his head smash down on his head, and his frightened legs trembled, but the baseball bat landed ten centimeters above his head and was grabbed by a hand.

Turning his head to look, he saw Ling Li's right hand grabbing the baseball bat above his head.

"Ling Li, what are you doing? Hurry up and get out, these people are not good people, you will only get hurt here. Ling Huaian said nervously.

It didn't matter if he was injured, if his son was injured, he would never allow it.

"Dad's fine, I'll leave these people to me." Ling Li said calmly.

If it had been before, he would not have dared to make a fearless move, but now it is different, he has inherited the inheritance of the Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortal Huang Wudao, and has become the only immortal cultivator on the earth, and he is also an immortal cultivator in the early stage of qi refining.

As an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining, he was more than enough to deal with a few ruffians and hooligans.

After he let go of the gangster, he didn't wait for Ling Huai'an to speak, Ling Li looked at Song Shiren and said coldly: "Song Shiren, it's better for you to leave with your people, and never come back in the future, this is my advice to you." ”

Song Shiren was really a little surprised to see Ling Li easily catch the smashed baseball bat, and after hearing Ling Li's words, he laughed.

"Hehe, boy, which onion are you, is there a place for you to speak? If you want to stand out for others, you must also do what you can, and if you don't measure yourself, it is equivalent to asking for your own death. Song Shiren threatened.

"You are the ones who kill yourselves." Ling Li said again.

Ling Huai'an on the side was very anxious now, it was too late to stop Ling Li at this time, he didn't think about how his son suddenly seemed to have changed his sex today.

"Good, good, good!"

After Song Shiren said three good words in a row, the expression on his face suddenly became gloomy: "What are you still doing in a daze, smash me, if anyone dares to stop me, just beat me!" ”

Because Ling Li stopped in front of Ling Huai'an and blocked the way for these people to enter the factory, he has now become the target of public criticism.

Ling Huai'an, who was behind Ling Li, saw these thugs smashing down on his son one by one with their weapons, he didn't think much about it at all, and stopped in front of Ling Li with an arrow step, wanting to protect his son.

There was a muffled "bang".

The baseball bat in the hands of a thug hit Ling Huai'an's forehead impartially, and the skin immediately opened and blood splattered.

"Someone, help, murder!"

When a worker at a textile factory saw this, he was immediately frightened and shouted loudly.

Ling Li didn't expect that his father would rush in front of him at this time, if it weren't for that, Ling Huai'an would definitely not have suffered this blow on his head.

With a "boom", after Ling Li was shocked, he raised his leg and kicked the person who injured his father five or six meters away.

This kick directly suppressed those who were about to rush towards Ling Li.

"Dad, are you alright?" Ling Li covered Ling Huai'an's bleeding forehead with his right hand and said.

"It's okay, Dad can't die." Ling Huai'an said as he endured the sharp pain on his forehead.

After hearing his father's words, Ling Li was immediately relieved.

Then he slowly stood up, his eyes blood-red looking at the nine people standing in front of him, including Song Shiren.

"If you dare to hurt my father, I will never spare you!" Ling Li said with angry eyes.

I saw Ling Li rushing towards these thugs, and when he came to the first thug, he punched out with his right hand.

With a "bang", the gangster couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by his punch, and immediately the blood in his nose flowed out like a fountain.

Ling Li didn't care so much, after retracting this punch, he kicked this person away again.