Under Hao Wenshuo's gaze, Wuling Hongguang slowly stopped at the door of the factory, and then a girl got out of the car.
Hao Wenshuo took one look and knew that this girl was the one he had sent Hao Wenxi out to collect the debt before. She owed others 260,000 yuan at a young age.
Although he also knew that this girl couldn't afford that much money. But the purpose of forcing debts is to eventually make the debtors sell their houses and cars, borrow money from everywhere, collect enough money, and let them repay the big part first, and then pay back the rest slowly.
Nowadays, this girl who owes money cannot even contact her family members. Naturally, she must be arrested and put under house arrest. First, she will find out her family members’ phone numbers, contact them, and then find a way to get her family members to pay back the money.
"Open the factory door." Hao Wenshuo waved his hand, motioning to the people who passed by to open the door, and then see if the retired special forces who were about to come down had the guts to come in and hit more than a hundred people.
But what disappointed Hao Wenshuo was that the next person who walked out of Wuling Hongguang was not a young man who looked like a young man who had just graduated from college, as Hao Wenxi called him, but a muscular man in single clothes who looked A very fierce middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man got out of the car and did not immediately walk into the factory. Instead, he stood straight to the side, like a soldier.
Immediately afterwards, another man similar to the one who got off before got off the Wuling Hongguang, and he stood upright opposite the man just now.
"The other party is putting on a show." Someone next to Hao Wenshuo said.
"Looks like a gangster." Another person answered.
"Some gang boss went out to open bread. He probably found a few of his retired military friends to support the scene. There are five people standing in the sky. We are afraid of a ball."
As soon as these people finished speaking, four more people got off Wuling Hongguang and stood on both sides.
"As expected of Wuling Hongguang, it can actually recruit seven or eight people." A young man in the factory sighed with emotion.
So far, their mood has been lighthearted and cheerful.
However, as more and more people get off Wuling Hongguang, their smiles become less and less.
Spartans standing one by one, like two straight rows of poplars, led into the factory.
A casual count will show that so far, more than forty people have got off the Wuling Hongguang.
"Gulu." Hao Wenshuo swallowed, unable to remain calm anymore.
"Boss, this car must have been modified from India. How can it hold so many people?"
"Don't worry about the car." Hao Wenshuo thought that these people might be hiding behind Wuling Hongguang, and then used deception to make people mistakenly think that they were getting off Wuling Hongguang.
Although he didn't know why the other party did this, Hao Wenshuo now wanted to find out how many people there were.
There are so many people with extremely upright postures and extremely strong bodies, who look like they are from the army.
This time he must have offended some big boss of the army.
He didn't want the factory to be destroyed because of a trivial matter.
"Ninety-nine, one hundred." The young man next to Hao Wenshuo quietly counted the people who got off the Wuling Hongguang. When he counted to one hundred, no one finally got off.
At this time, the people who had come down before, even if they stood in two rows, were already standing in front of Hao Wenshuo and others.
Hao Wenshuo could even feel the extremely compelling iron-blooded temperament of the few people standing at the front.
This is not a retired soldier, this is simply an active soldier.
Hao Wenshuo's throat moved twice, but he didn't know what to say.
Not to mention him, everyone in the factory was at a loss at this time and didn't know what to do. In the age of cold weapons, a hundred professional soldiers could definitely defeat a mob of more than a thousand people in a frontal battle, so they couldn't help but not be afraid.
When the Spartans on both sides stood still, Fang Ze finally got out of the car.
Passing through two rows of standing Spartans, Fang Ze walked towards Hao Wenshuo step by step.
Although there was no BGM at the scene, Hao Wenshuo had already paired Fang Ze with a majestic song like "Soviet March" in his mind.
"Who is the boss?" Fang Ze stood in front of everyone in the factory and waved gently. As Fang Ze spoke, the two rows of Spartans quickly changed their formations and stood in four rows in front of Fang Ze. Behind the scenes, there was an aura that would overwhelm anyone who disagreed.
"I am, I am." At this time, all Hao Wenshuo's courage had been taken away by Fang Ze. Although Fang Ze's appearance is a bit of a mid-range, but with the Spartans who have killed countless enemies on the battlefield, it is definitely enough to overwhelm everyone in the factory just by relying on the appearance.
After all, even if these Spartans put on clown costumes to act in comedy, they can still act like a horror movie.
"What's your name?" Fang Ze also stood upright, pretending to be a soldier, and looked at Hao Wenshuo and asked.
"Hao Wenshuo." Hao Wenshuo said his name first, then suddenly remembered something, and then said, "Hao Wenxi and I are not brothers, we are from the same village. If he has offended him before, it has nothing to do with me."
"Oh." Fang Ze nodded and glanced at Hao Wenshuo, then pointed at the people in the factory behind Hao Wenshuo and said, "These are your people, right? Why are they standing here? Do they want to fight with us?"
"No, no, the chief definitely doesn't." After hearing Fang Ze's words, Hao Wenshuo quickly pushed a few people around him and said, "Why don't you go to work and stand here to watch the excitement? Go back as soon as possible."
"Don't call me chief, I'm not." Fang Ze said slowly, "My surname is Fang, you can call me Mr. Fang."
"Okay chief, bah, okay Mr. Fang."
"Let's find a place and have a good talk about the money we owe." Fang Ze said, turning to Ge who was standing in the distance, completely dumbfounded. He didn't know where Fang Ze found such a group of people. Jiayue waved her hand to come over.
"My office is empty, go to my office." Hao Wenshuo enthusiastically led the way, asking Fang Ze to follow him.
"Sister, brother-in-law." Ge Jiayue followed Fang Ze and asked stammering, "Where are these people from?"
"Ask less, talk less, just watch." Fang Ze ignored Ge Jiayue's curiosity.
Hearing what Fang Ze said, Ge Jiayue didn't dare to say anything.
From the acupuncture done in the car to the hundred people conjured out of thin air, Ge Jiayue naturally guessed that Fang Ze had a big secret. Thinking of some words I heard from my cousin about Fang Ze's family background. Ge Jiayue was smart enough to shut up and didn't dare to ask any more questions.
(End of chapter)