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Lancheng, the capital of Gansu Province.

Fifty years ago, it was one of the thirteen largest cities in China and an important town in the northwest. Now, its development index is at the bottom among provincial capital cities.

Chen Muze, who had just arrived, stood in the square in front of the station, feeling the signs of decline that could not be concealed by the hustle and bustle, and felt calm inside.

The rise and fall of state-owned enterprises, let alone a remote city.

Chen Muze, who took the high-speed rail to Lanzhou in a low-key manner, took a taxi to go where he wanted to go, but this place was not Lanzhou University.

The taxi traveled through the streets and alleys for more than 20 minutes and stopped at a coffee shop near Lanzhou University.

Chen Muze paid and got out of the car, entered the coffee shop, observed for a moment, and walked towards the man who occupied a booth by the window.

The man also noticed Chen Muche.

"My surname is Chen."

Chen Muze sat opposite the man as he spoke.

"My name is Wong."

The man smiled.

The two exchanged surnames, not as self-introductions, but as code words.

The man who contacted Chen Muze was the backbone of Blackstone's intelligence department and was responsible for investigating "reporting incidents."

Chen Muze called the waiter and ordered a cup of cappuccino.

When the waiter walked away, the man said: "The person who reported the report is the project supervisor of Kaitai Group's Ziyuyuan project. He was passing by the work shed and overheard the workers inside saying that they wanted to participate in the Guangming Sect activities. He became curious and secretly followed the five at night. A worker then recorded a video report and now the supervisor and the five migrant workers are missing, but we found the family information of the project supervisor."

The man took out a piece of paper and handed it to Chen Muche.

Chen Muze looked at the messages on the paper.

The project supervisor is named Li Zhigang, 28 years old, unmarried, and his hometown is Deng County, more than 100 kilometers away from Lancheng.

"Thanks!"

Chen Muze expressed his gratitude with a smile and put the paper away.

"You're welcome."

The man responded politely to Chen Muze, then looked at his watch and said, "If there is nothing else, I'll leave first."

"it is good."

Chen Muze was all smiles.

The man didn't say anything more, stood up and left, obviously knowing nothing about Chen Muze's identity.

After drinking a cup of coffee, Chen Muze decided not to report to Lanzhou University for the time being, but to go directly to Deng County. If he found Li Zhigang's parents, he would be able to find Li Zhigang.

The video Li Zhigang secretly filmed may help him follow the clues.

He immediately took a taxi and rushed to Deng County, a hundred kilometers away.

When they arrived at their destination, Chen Muche paid to get off the bus.

A large group of people gathered at the entrance of the alley where cars could drive side by side.

Chen Muze squeezed through the crowd and saw that the entrance to the alley was blocked by two construction dump trucks side by side.

In front of the car, more than 20 strong men in camouflage uniforms were waiting with sticks in hand to prevent onlookers from approaching.

These people are not like urban management, security guards, or military police.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Muze asked the young man beside him in a low voice who was watching the excitement.

The young man said: "What can you do? We are from the demolition company. Today, at least a hundred people came to demolish the nail house. The battle is not small, and people may die."

"That bullshit demolition company is a fucking evil force." Another person muttered through gritted teeth, seemingly having a deep grudge against the demolition company.

It is somewhat exaggerated to say that they are evil forces, but the owners who can carry out demolition are all fierce people in society.

Chen Muze understands the details here.

What was being demolished was Li Zhigang's house. Chen Muze was not in the mood to watch the excitement and moved to the blockade.

"Stand back!"

A strong man raised his eyebrows and scolded Chen Muze.

"My friend's house is inside and I want to go in and have a look." Chen Muze explained his intention without being humble or overbearing.

"Go away!"

The strong man shows his fierce look.

"Sorry, I have to go in."

Chen Muze did not retreat but advanced instead, which attracted the attention of the people around him. Many people looked at him as if he was a fool who dared to fight with the demolition company and seek death.

The strong man was too lazy to talk nonsense. He picked up the hollow aluminum tube in his hand and hit Chen Muche on the head and face. He was so unscrupulous that he wanted to scare the monkeys.

Chen Muze remained calm, the hollow aluminum tube came towards his head, and he raised his arm to block.

Some people subconsciously closed their eyes, unable to bear to see Chen Muze's arm being broken, but what happened next made the onlookers and about twenty strong men in camouflage uniforms stunned.

Chen Muze used his arm to knock away the hollow aluminum tube that was hit hard. He reached forward with his hand, pinched half of the attacker's head, and pressed it down. He only exerted a small amount of force. He weighed less than 178 kilograms for a strong man. It seemed as if it was hit by a huge force and fell heavily to the ground.

People were dumbfounded.

Chen Muze didn't wait for the remaining men in camouflage uniforms to react. He jumped out, stepped on the front bumper of the dump truck, used the force to jump up, easily jumped onto the roof of the truck, crossed the truck bed in three or two steps, and fell into the alley.

Within his field of vision, there was smoke and dust everywhere.

Most of the courtyards were in ruins and a mess.

Men in camouflage uniforms broke into the houses from house to house and dragged the residents out in an extremely brutal manner. Excavators followed and demolished large areas of bungalows in minutes.

The houses they had lived in for decades were razed to the ground. Some people cried uncontrollably, some yelled hysterically, and some fought with sticks and bricks.

The residents who took action were without exception knocked down by the demolition company. They huddled under the feet of the violent punches and writhed, complaining that the sky was not responding and the earth was not working.

This is still a world where the jungle prevails.

Even if human beings think they have entered a civilized society and understand propriety, justice and shame, the cruel laws of the jungle have not changed.

"stop!"

"Stop that kid!"

The people who blocked the street came after him with their claws and teeth, shouting at the top of their lungs for help from their companions.

Chen Muze walked quickly, looking for Courtyard No. 26.

Courtyard No. 26, in the alley, has not yet been demolished.

The door to the courtyard where Li Zhigang's home is located, namely Courtyard No. 26, is closed.

The men, women, old and children gathered in the courtyard listened to the noise outside, frowning, not knowing what to do. After all, they were a little timid and could not become qualified nail households.

"I asked you to sign the agreement two days ago, but you didn't want to. You want to make a fortune from two shabby houses, and you have been fooling around for so long, suffered so many crimes, and been worried all day long. Is it useful?" The favorite person in the courtyard is gossiping. The gossiping Wang Cuiping complained about her husband Li Xinming.

Li Xinming said angrily: "I just want to get more demolition money so that our family Zhigang can buy a house in Lancheng and marry a wife."

"Cuiping, your words have silenced everyone in the courtyard. Did we join forces and not sign the agreement to make a fortune? The developer is too shady!"

The aunt asked Wang Cuiping with eyes wide open.

Neighbors all agreed.

Wang Cuiping was outraged by the public and remained silent.

At this moment, the courtyard door, which was originally held shut by a few wooden sticks, was knocked open by a forklift. A group of men in camouflage uniforms rushed in from both sides of the forklift and controlled the residents separately.

Li Xinmin turned around and ran home, trying to defend the house. He took just two steps and was knocked down by two strong men in camouflage uniforms who were faster. He suffered a bloody head injury from the fall.

"Xinmin..."

Wang Cuiping exclaimed and went to help her husband, but was pulled to the ground by a man in camouflage uniforms.

"Let go of my parents!"

A young man rushed over with a kitchen knife in hand. It was Li Zhigang.

"Come on, chop it!"

A man glared and yelled at Li Zhigang, while patting his chest.

Li Zhigang watched his parents being dragged out by several people, roaring and brandishing a knife.

Chen Muze appeared in time and snatched the kitchen knife from Li Zhigang's hand.

"you……"

Li Zhigang looked at Chen Muze who appeared out of nowhere in surprise.

"I'll take care of them."

Chen Muze threw away the kitchen knife and faced the man in camouflage uniforms.

"Fuck him!"

The man who chased Chen Muze to Courtyard No. 26 pointed angrily at Chen Muze.