The Old Triangle is not a chaotic place without laws, nor is it a war zone filled with smoke. There are rules and constraints here, so Su Tianyu decided to attack the military intelligence personnel who were rescuing Gui Mengxiong, and he also took a huge risk.
When the shot was fired, at the very least, it was an attack on a military intelligence officer with a rank; at the most serious level, it was an armed personnel in their area openly attacking officers of the old triangle troops, which could be elevated to a political and diplomatic incident.
Once this matter is exposed and fermented, Xiaopingxi Wang may have no reason to save Su Tianyu. As long as people are pressed into the old triangle, they will definitely be waiting for death.
Therefore, Su Tianyu had no choice but to do it thoroughly and not let the other party catch any evidence.
In fact, Su Tianyu had no choice but to do this. He had placed all his bets on Gui Mengjun. If he failed to win, all his previous investments would be wasted.
Why must Gui Mengxiong and Wu Ziliang stay? That's because they are influential in the Gui family's group. If they run away, they will be controlled by Tai Zhengkang, who can continue to win over the Gui family's fence-sitters and relatives, and continue to split the family. By then, the Gui Meng army will be attacked from all sides and will still be in danger of overturning.
Taking all the above reasons into consideration, Su Tianyu decided to go all out and kill all the rescue workers, thus completely destroying the Tai family's idea of infiltrating the Gui clique and secretly instigating internal strife.
…
In the alley.
After Su Tianyu and others finished their work, they carefully cleaned up the scene and then left with Wu Ziliang.
After everyone slipped away, they did not return to the material factory, nor did they look for Gui Mengjun. Instead, they went directly to the hiding place and waited for the Gui family to finish the rest of the work.
On the other side is the headquarters of Gui Trading Group.
Gui Mengjun sat in the first seat in the conference room, playing with his mobile phone in a relaxed manner, and ignored the senior executives and relatives who came to attend the meeting.
At this moment, in the conference room, there were the direct troops of the Gui Meng Army, as well as the fence-sitters who changed their positions according to the situation, and the family members of the rebels who had just been kidnapped. In short, there were quite a lot of people, more than 40 of them.
After a short silence, a young man walked into the room and said, "CEO, the riot at the material factory is over. People from the police station and the riot control department have all gone. The old man is fine."
"Oh, I understand." Gui Mengjun replied without even raising his head.
Some people in the room had smiles on their faces, some looked nervous, and some were so scared that their faces turned pale.
Gui Mengjun sat sideways in the wide boss chair, his right elbow resting on the armrest, looking lazy.
After a while, one of Brother Pao's men walked into the room and continued in a hoarse voice, "President, the police department sent a message saying that Gui Mengxiong is dead. I don't know who shot him in an alley in the suburbs of Hedong. Police officers have already rushed over."
Gui Mengjun looked up when he heard the voice: "Ah, dead?"
"Yes, the information given by a deputy chief of the police station should be very accurate." The man replied in an affirmative tone.
"well."
Gui Mengjun sighed, slowly put down his phone and said, "What a pity, I still want to meet him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the room became unusually quiet; even the breathing sounds of the upper floors on both sides were so clear.
Gui Mengjun put his hands in front of him, a smile on his face, and slowly scanned the upper floors of the house: "Sometimes, the fake can be tested to be real. After I had an accident at sea, some people took advantage of my misfortune, some opened the door to watch, and even wanted to kill my whole family. Haha, I thought I treated you well in the past, but I didn't expect this to be the result."
Everyone was silent.
"Many of you here are my relatives, but the blood connection can make us closer, but it can also make us hate each other more when conflicts arise. Because betrayal between relatives is the most desolate and the most difficult to forgive." The smile on Gui Mengjun's face slowly faded: "I was too soft-hearted before, let's change the rules today."
Gui Mengjun slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back and looked at everyone, and whispered: "I have found someone from the Economic Crime Investigation Bureau. Now there are four buses downstairs that can accommodate hundreds of people, waiting to arrest people. I don't know who to let go, and who should spend the rest of his life in prison, so it's up to you to decide. I will have someone lock the door of this conference room in a while. From now on, you will end at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Whoever reports the most people will not have to get on the bus. There are only twenty spots, so you have to hurry."
In the conference room, those fence-sitters and family members of high-ranking officials who participated in the rebellion all looked at Gui Mengjun in astonishment, their eyes filled with fear.
After Gui Mengjun finished speaking, he turned to look at the secretary and said, "It's hard to work late at night. Let's make some coffee for them. The company will treat them."
After saying that, Gui Mengjun turned and left with a gloomy face, and the senior officials who supported him and backed him also stood up triumphantly, glanced at the uneasy group of people with contempt, and left.
Time passed by minute by minute, and suddenly someone in the quiet meeting room shouted: "He is trying to sow discord and make us fight each other. If we don't write or talk, I don't believe he can send everyone to jail! If that happens, the group will collapse."
"You're right!" A middle-aged man next to him had already picked up a pen and paper, agreed perfunctorily, and started writing on the table.
About five minutes later, the room became quiet again. Almost ninety-nine percent of the people were holding paper and pens, writing hard.
"Fuck it, we agreed to work together, but now we're biting each other? You're all going to write it, right?! Then I'll write it too, and we're all done for!" The middle-aged man who spoke first no longer insisted, and wrote more harshly than anyone else, with solid reasons and evidence, and a clear direction for the investigation.
…
downstairs.
Gui Mengjun bent down and got into the car. The young man in the passenger seat turned around and said to him, "Yu Ming wants to talk to you."
"It's blocked." Gui Mengjun waved his hand without hesitation.
Near the border.
The seven or eight high-ranking officials and executives of the Gui clique who had followed Gui Mengxiong and Wu Ziliang in the rebellion all knelt on the ground.
Next to him, a leader of the border bandits, smoking a cigarette, simply waved his hand.
“Bang, bang, bang…!”
Gunshots rang out, and seven or eight senior executives were all shot dead, and their blood dyed the land red.
…
Inside the car.
Gui Mengjun called Su Tianyu and asked, "Did you have a smooth time dealing with Gui Mengxiong?"
"Not going well," Su Tianyu shook his head: "Someone picked him up."
"Where are you from?" Gui Mengjun asked.
"He said he was investigating military intelligence."
"…!" Gui Mengjun thought for a moment and immediately asked in a serious tone, "Did you handle it cleanly?"