The mercenaries, upon hearing the rules of this game, began to curse loudly.
Although they’re mercenaries, they’ve never encountered such shameless employers.
Xu Qiangsen couldn’t care less about their lives, "Curse all you want. Ten minutes later, if you can’t decide, you’ll all be blown to smithereens together."
They had never seen someone so perverse. Although these mercenaries were angry, under the current circumstances, they had no choice but to make a decision.
Gradually, more and more people started casting hostile glances at Zhang Yang. Of course, Zhang Yang noticed their killing intent as well. This game couldn’t be stopped anymore.
The next second, without any warning, the mercenaries all impulsively charged at Zhang Yang again, and among them, a few even took control of the machine gun Zhang Yang had played with earlier.
However, just when they were about to fire, they were punched away by their companions.
"Are you insane? Firing here is synonymous with courting death."
The others came back to their senses. If they wanted to kill Zhang Yang, they couldn’t use weapons, not even knives. Otherwise, a spark would ignite a blazing fire, and everyone would perish in the flames.
Zhang Yang flexed his muscles and then beckoned them with his finger.
"Come on, let me see what level you mercenaries are at."
Zhang Yang knew a few among them were not simple; they were skilled in Ancient Martial Arts.
These people hid deeply, and if it weren’t for the firefight moments ago, Zhang Yang wouldn’t have noticed their bullet-dodging movements.
Faced with Zhang Yang’s provocation, the mercenaries grinned gruesomely.
They numbered over thirty people, and even without using weapons, dealing with one person was a piece of cake.
Outside, Second Brother Xu, Xu Qiangsen, as well as Xu Zhuang and Xu Mengyan all watched the scene on large screens.
Second Brother Xu seemed to relish this revenge, of course, also for Xu Qiangsen to resolve his knots.
Only by avenging thoroughly could his son return to normal, at least psychologically.
Hence, they wanted to witness Zhang Yang being beaten to death personally, and even if Zhang Yang won in the end, they would still blow up the factory.
Thus, the final winner of this battle was only them.
Xu Mengyan looked at Zhang Yang being besieged, furious, and cursed Second Brother Xu and Xu Qiangsen.
"You truly embody despicable to the end. You were the ones who sought Zhang Yang out."
"Now, to deal with Zhang Yang alone, you’ve resorted to every cheap trick. Is this your so-called revenge? To me, you’re just sewer rats."
"Always unable to stand in the light; as far as I’m concerned, you’ve already lost, completely lost."
Confronted with Xu Mengyan’s taunts, Xu Qiangsen laughed loudly.
"Hmm, you’re right, we are rats."
"Later, I’ll slice open your belly and take out that bastard inside, then swallow him whole."
"Because rats eat people; didn’t you know that?"
Xu Mengyan turned pale, genuinely frightened.
Xu Qiangsen, this bastard, had reached the pinnacle of perversion. Such a person should be in a mental hospital.
Xu Zhuang equally cursed, "Second Brother Xu, is this the good son you’ve raised?"
"I haven’t been unkind to you two, yet you dare to do this. I will not let you off."
Faced with Xu Zhuang’s threat, a hint of hesitation flickered in Second Brother Xu’s eyes, not out of fear of Xu Zhuang’s revenge, but because he and his elder brother depended on each other, having never had major conflicts.
Due to the brothers’ seamless cooperation and harmony, the Xu Group exists today.
"Elder brother, I’m sorry, but rest assured, if Xu Mengyan survives, all the Xu family’s property will be hers. We want none of it."
This was the last Second Brother Xu could do, but it was clear he was determined to take the child from Xu Mengyan’s belly.
Xu Mengyan, startled and anxious, instinctively covered her belly with her hand.
It’s a mother’s instinct; she would never allow anyone to harm her child.
Xu Zhuang, furious, cursed Second Brother Xu ceaselessly. Yet Second Brother Xu no longer responded, leaving matters to fate.
Now, he wanted more to see Zhang Yang’s final struggle.
But when everyone looked at the screen again, they found it empty.
Neither Zhang Yang nor the mercenaries were to be seen.
Xu Qiangsen immediately got restless, but regrettably, he was bound to his wheelchair.
Xu Qiangsen roared, "Where are they? Where did they go? How did they just disappear?"
"Zhang Yang can’t possibly have escaped, absolutely impossible."
"What are you waiting for? Hurry and find them, alive or dead."
Xu Qiangsen’s mind was twisted and couldn’t accept Zhang Yang’s escape.
At this moment, Second Brother Xu hurriedly called the people back.
"All of you come back. Zhang Yang can’t escape, the factory has been tampered with; he’s definitely hiding somewhere."
"But worry not, son, Zhang Yang won’t come out alive."
The factory had gasoline everywhere; just a tiny spark would set the whole place ablaze.
Second Brother Xu took out a remote, somewhat amusing as it was a microwave remote, but it sufficed for Second Brother Xu.
Inside the microwave was a football, and heating it for a while would cause an explosion.
Then, the factory would explode along with it.
Xu Qiangsen, upon hearing this, finally regained his composure and grinned again.
"I see, ignite it quickly; let’s see how long Zhang Yang can hide."
Speaking, Xu Qiangsen again asked for the microphone.
He then spoke into the speaker, "Zhang Yang, don’t hide in there silently. I know you’re there. I’ve already seen you; come out; you can’t escape."
"This game is meant for you all to kill each other, not play hide and seek. If you don’t come out, I’ll blow up the whole factory and make sure you have nowhere to hide."
"And you thirty useless fools, come out immediately."
Xu Qiangsen, confident in victory, greatly enjoyed this cat-and-mouse game.
This feeling of controlling everything made Xu Qiangsen feel like he was living like a normal person for once.
However, just as Xu Qiangsen was reveling, Zhang Yang’s voice suddenly came from the speaker.
"You crippled fool, if I were you, I’d bash my head in and be done."
"You say living wastes money; dying wastes land; half-alive, you’re wasting air."
"Why don’t you come into this factory yourself?"