One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

North China, Tianjin.

Back in the cramped rented room, Jiang Bailan went into the bathroom to take a shower, shaved, and took out his long-lost orange-yellow striped suit from the closet next to the bed.

He changed into a suit, straightened his purple tie in front of the mirror, and finally draped a snow-white cloak with the words "Justice" written on it in a flamboyant style.

"As expected... this outfit suits me better."

Jiang Bailan took out a pair of sunglasses, put them on her nose, pushed open the window, and transformed into a streak of golden light that shot up from the ground, flying thousands of miles towards the vast sky in an instant.

-

South China, Nadutong Company.

"Xiao Li, notify all the brothers to assemble at the main warehouse."

The sudden sound made Xiao Li freeze, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Bailan standing behind him.

Brother Jiang!

when!

Xiao Li's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of wheat awns.

It's unbelievable that someone with similar abilities to Fu Rong wouldn't have noticed when their leader appeared behind them.

Although he may not be considered a first-rate superhuman, he is still among the top in the second-rate category.

Even with his abilities, he didn't realize when his leader had gotten so close...

This is enough to show that

Their leader is probably even more capable than those circulating on the forum.

Snapped!Snapped!

Xiao Li suddenly slapped himself twice.

Jiang Bailan: "???"

No!

I asked him to gather the staff, but he pulled himself out instead. Are all my employees a little abnormal?

Recalling the employees whose mothers had all fallen ill yesterday, Jiang Bailan felt she needed to spend money to hire two psychologists for them—no, four.

After slapping himself twice, Xiao Li muttered, "Damn it! I'm such a bastard. I didn't even notice Brother Jiang getting close. How can I live up to the 20000 yuan a month I'm paid for my loyalty!"

Jiang Bailan: "..."

I have witnessed your loyalty, unwavering loyalty, a true loyal subject...

"Alright, go and tell all the brothers to assemble at the main warehouse."

"Brother Jiang... what's wrong with you?"

Looking at his boss's imposing attire, Xiao Li couldn't help but ask.

"Of course... it's to avenge our fallen brothers."

"So fast!"

In Xiao Li's eyes, Jiang Bailan seemed to teleport away, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only the echoing void in front of him.

-

ten minutes later.

The company's large warehouse was packed with people.

Despite the large number of people, they were unusually quiet. They looked up and stared ahead, each with a solemn expression, waiting for the other to speak.

Seeing that most of the people had arrived, Jiang Bailan slowly stood up.

"I'm very disappointed..."

This was Jiang Bailan's first sentence.

Upon hearing this, the crowd below the stage all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

Jiang Bailan continued, "But I don't blame you. This isn't your fault; it's my fault, Jiang Bailan's fault!"

Company employee: "???"

After working for so long, this was the first time they had ever heard such words—that a leader would actually take all the blame upon himself…

what is this?

This is what a truly good leader is like!

A leader who shares the good fortune and takes responsibility for his own actions – where can you find such a good leader?

Unconsciously, their gazes toward Jiang Bailan became even more reverent, as if they were willing to serve her hand and foot.

Jiang Bailan didn't want to continue with these useless words, so he said, "I will take care of the families of the brothers who died. Now I'll give you 10 minutes to prepare, and then I'll take you to take revenge!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

"Kill the Quanxing!"

The warehouse was filled with cheers as nearly a hundred employees from the South China region were in high spirits!

One after another, heavy freight trucks were driven out of the garage, and countless employees grabbed their weapons, including a baton.

But after thinking about it, they replaced the ordinary batons with stacked rebar in the corner.

Taking advantage of this moment, Jiang Bailan sent a message to Gao Erzhuang, but as expected, no one replied, so she simply put her phone away.

Ten minutes later, a black Mercedes-Benz G-Class drove out of the South China branch, followed by three dark green heavy trucks.

-

Meanwhile, at a Quanxing stronghold on the outskirts of Guangzhou, more than thirty Quanxing members gathered.

"Damn it, the company has gone mad! What are they trying to do? And what have those two bastards, Liu Yuan and Lin Yishan, gotten into?" Inside the stronghold, a fat man wearing a white vest cursed.

The other members of the Quanxing faction within the stronghold nodded in agreement.

In just one day, they had already received numerous requests for help from their companions. Otherwise, these usually lawless individuals would not have gathered together.

Fortunately, the South China branch seems to have remained quiet and has not participated in the operation targeting Quanxing.

"Shen Chong, stop looking through your stupid phone. You're smart enough to think of something."

In a corner of the stronghold stood Shen Chong, known as one of the Four Madmen of Quanxing.

Shen Chong was also anxious at this moment!

He was scrolling through his phone, searching for useful information, hoping to find the truth behind the company's actions against Quanxing from the smallest clues.

He had a premonition that if this matter wasn't handled properly, the Quanxing sect might really be finished!

Biu~

At that moment, the many Quanxing members in the room felt a chill run down their spines. Suddenly, a cold sense of death rose from the soles of their feet, crawling towards the top of their heads like maggots clinging to bones.

Before they could even process what was happening, five or six thin, golden beams of light flew from afar, tearing through the earth outside the window and leaving deep furrows as they flashed past them.

On a distant hillside, Jiang Bailan stood atop the slope, looking down at the torn three-story building in the distance.

Meanwhile, Xiao Li, who was driving, stared wide-eyed!

Wang Defa! You're telling me this is an extraordinary person?!

The look in his eyes when he turned to look at his boss had changed; he seemed to understand why Xu San had told them not to tell the other party about this.

This isn't about being afraid of conflict between the leadership and the company!

This is because they're afraid that if the boss gets upset, he might just give up the company!

"Alright, take the brothers in and kill them all, leave no survivors!"

It's sizzling!

In a single, seamless motion, the heavy truck driver shifted gears, applied the brakes, and pulled the handbrake to a stop.

He grabbed the rebar next to his seat and rushed out.

Immediately afterward, the rear door opened, and a group of company employees with gloomy faces emerged.

The three-story building was shattered into pieces. Before they could even recover from the smoke and dust, they saw countless figures running towards them, followed by a barrage of sticks falling down.

Unlike last time, this time everyone channeled their Qi, giving the Quanxing members present a complete demonstration of what it means to strike 12 times per second, with each strike being different!

"It's him!"

As Shen Chong watched the golden light flash by, a familiar figure immediately flashed into his mind. Then, as if he understood something, he burst into a tirade: "Liu Yuan, Lin Yishan, I curse your ancestors for eight generations! You two motherless bastards, why did you have to mess with this guy?!"