The opening of Hong Kong comprehensive is 300 million

Chapter 80
That night, a motorcycle stopped in front of a printing factory, which belongs to the Oriental Press Group.

As the top three newspapers in terms of circulation, "Oriental Daily" needs to print 30 copies. If additional printing is required, there are requirements for the printing factory. It can be seen that the scale of this printing factory is not small.

At this moment, the lights in the printing factory are brightly lit, just because the newspapers have to be sent to the kiosks or outlets before dawn, so the newspapers are printed in the middle of the night, and all of them have to be printed before dawn.

Even standing outside, Yang Suiyun could still hear the roar of equipment in the printing factory, and saw figures who were constantly busy.

The gate of the printing house was not locked tightly. Yang Suiyun walked into the printing house easily, and then saw trucks, and it was these trucks that delivered the printed newspapers to various parts of Hong Kong Island.

Now is the time to race against time, everyone is busy, and no one is going to check someone's identity to see if the other party is a worker in the printing factory.

This is the property of the Ma family, even if the white and golden horses fled to Treasure Island, no one would dare to come here to destroy it.

People in the Oriental Press believe [-]% that there was no such thing in the past, it is not now, and there will still be no such thing in the future.

Soon, Yang Suiyun locked down several security guards.

Seeing the person coming, several security guards stopped chatting.

The leader asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Suiyun glanced at several people and said with a smile: "The car has a problem outside the gate. Someone needs to go over and push it for help, otherwise it will block the road and delay the delivery of newspapers."

The leader nodded, looked at Yang Suiyun who was wearing a hat, and asked curiously, "What are you doing wearing a mask at night?"

Yang Suiyun didn't even think about it, and answered directly: "I work overtime and drive every day, even my body can't bear it, I'm sick."

A few people couldn't help laughing, people were sick, and the car had problems, it was really bad enough.

"Let's go, go and help."

As for why a few people didn't doubt Yang Suiyun's identity, it was only in the middle of the night, who would come to make trouble alone, and still empty-handed.

Besides, N to one, the advantage is mine.

Several people followed Yang Suiyun to the gate of the printing factory, but found that they did not see the truck, and looked directly at Yang Suiyun.

"Where is the car?"

Yang Suiyun shook his palm and said with a smile, "Look, is it in my hand?"

A few people were stunned, feeling that the person in front of him was sick and had a brain problem?

"Pa, pa!" Stretching left and right, Yang Suiyun slapped him twice with lightning speed.

The leader and a younger brother next to him were suddenly slapped with sparks in their eyes, and they felt dizzy.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two of them went dark, and they collapsed to the ground.

Seeing that Yang Suiyun slapped his elder brother unconscious with a sudden attack, the others were stunned for a second. When they came back to their senses, they found that Yang Suiyun's long legs had appeared in their pupils.

Kick left, kick right, and kick back again. In the blink of an eye, Yang Suiyun kicked the three of them into the air, causing them to roll a long way on the ground.

"Grass, you dare to offend the Ma family, you are looking for death!" The last person scolded, but the stern look made people shake their heads.

Yang Suiyun glared at the other party, thinking that you are the only one who talks a lot, and you are a deadbeat, what are you doing talking so much, will it affect the plot?
Those who don’t know think it’s the author’s word counting. If the reader’s grandfather is misunderstood, it’s so unfair, it can be called June Snow!
With a whoosh, Yang Suiyun swiftly slapped the opponent's chin.

"Slap!" The piercing applause sounded extraordinarily strange in the middle of the night.

After pulling the six people to a dark place not far away, Yang Suiyun thought about it, took out the rope and tied them together.Of course, their mouths weren't taped shut.

Yang Suiyun searched all the way, and finally found the figure of his old friend, so he walked over to say hello to it.

"Duo!" Yang Suiyun slashed at the wire with a wooden axe.

The next moment, with the disappearance of the power supply, the entire printing factory was almost plunged into darkness.

Seeing that there were still bright lights elsewhere, Yang Suiyun was stunned for a moment, could there be a backup power supply?

Yang Suiyun shrugged, it doesn't matter, I will take action to provide new energy for the printing factory.

Inside the factory, the workers were dumbfounded looking at the machines that were stalled in front of them.

"Leave the printing factory quickly, there is a problem, leave immediately!" A thunderous voice suddenly sounded.

The workers couldn't help being taken aback, but they didn't know whether to leave immediately. What if the problem was solved soon?

In the next second, everyone stopped hesitating because they saw the flames and smelled the smell of gasoline.

Seeing the flames in the factory, the workers were so frightened that their eyelids twitched wildly, and they ran out in a hurry.

"Leave immediately, and remind others to leave immediately!"

Stacks of newspapers were lit, and packs of white papers were taken away. After a quick check, and after confirming that no one was there, Yang Suiyun picked up a lit "Oriental Daily" and threw it into the gasoline.

With a bang, the heat wave scattered, and the entire printing workshop was instantly engulfed by the fire dragon.

Newspapers, printing equipment...everything in sight was engulfed in flames.

Those who started selling fans should be punished. As the saying goes, it is not time for not reporting. Now is the time for the Ma family to start receiving retribution.

Yang Suiyun didn't leave right away, but stayed outside the printing factory for a long time, making sure that nothing happened before leaving on a motorcycle.

……

In the big villa, Ma Chengkun was sleeping soundly. In his dream, he had won the lawsuit. Both Lao Dou and his uncle had their sentences commuted, and they could return to Hong Kong Island in three years.

"Son, you did a good job, we are proud of you!" Erma praised Ma Chengkun vigorously.

At this moment, Ma Chengkun smiled like a simple and honest child of two hundred catties.

Just when the corner of Ma Chengkun's mouth was raised, his ears suddenly trembled a few times.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ma Chengkun subconsciously opened his eyes.

"Bang bang bang!" There was a harsh knock on the door.

Ma Chengkun turned on the light, glanced at the time, and found that it was past one o'clock in the morning, so he couldn't help cursing.

"Master, the person in charge of the printing factory called and said that the printing factory was burned!" The housekeeper said anxiously.

"What? Say it again?" Ma Chengkun, who was about to scold, widened his eyes, feeling that he was not awake.

"Someone entered the printing factory and set fire to it, burning all the printing equipment and newspapers, and the printing factory was burned down!"

"How many people? And who are they?"

"I don't know for now, I only know that the other party destroyed the power supply first, and then set fire to it."

"Wait a minute!"

Not caring whether anyone was injured, Ma Chengkun rushed to the bathroom to wash his face, raised his head, and silently looked at himself in the mirror. It was indeed Ma's face, not Cai's.

Ma Chengkun's eyes are full of confusion: Although I am low-key and not arrogant, I am indeed the head of the Ma family on Hong Kong Island. How can anyone dare to ignore the power of the Ma family and dare to pull out the tiger's beard?

"This is provocation, I want to fight with the Ma family forever!"

After washing his face and wiping off the "disguise" with a towel, Ma Chengkun's gaze became sharp.

The Ma family started with fans, so how could there be the words "truth, goodness and beauty" in the family motto?

A long time ago, Ma Chengkun secretly and carefully checked the genealogy, and in the cracks was written "cannibalism, cannibalism, cannibalism", which severely and mercilessly washed away his three views.

Ma Chengkun strode out and asked, "Give me the phone number."

The housekeeper hurriedly handed the note with the phone number to Ma Chengkun, through which the person in charge of the printing factory could be contacted through this temporary number.

After the call was connected, Ma Chengkun asked the person in charge to describe it in detail.

After listening to the other party's speech, Ma Chengkun's eyes danced with angry flames, as if he wanted to burn all those people to ashes.

"So, you don't know who and how many people came here?" Ma Chengkun gritted his teeth and couldn't help asking again.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I..."

"Okay, I got it, let's do it first!" Ma Chengkun hung up the phone heavily.

At this moment, Ma Chengkun's chest was filled with a lot of hostility, which made his face ugly like a nightshade.

"You dare to move the Ma family's property, do you really think that our Ma family has completely reformed?"

Ma Chengkun gritted his back molars. He has always been low-key, but this does not mean that he has a good temper, but to "clean up his whitewashing" and make the public forget, even forget the ugly and hideous image of the Ma family as a vampire.

Ma Chengkun sighed quietly, it is true that people are good at being bullied, and Ma Shan is being ridden by others.

"Who could it be?" Ma Chengkun thought quickly.

Based on the principle of "whoever benefits is the most suspected", Ma Chengkun began to look for the beneficiaries.

Could it be that some blind-eyed youth club did it?
But even if he didn't know the past of the Ma family, the other party wouldn't be stupid enough to provoke the powerful Oriental Press Group, right?
Unable to figure it out for a while, Ma Chengkun was confused.

Although the Ma family broke away from the underworld and stopped messing around in the arena, they still retained their manpower and connections.

Ma Chengkun picked up the phone and started shaking people.

(End of this chapter)