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Chapter 40
The air was thick with tension, the workers still frozen in place, their eyes wide with disbelief. The moment Jiang Ning had moved, it was as if time had slowed down for everyone except him. The brutal force of his attack on Hei Hu, a man they all knew to be ruthless and feared, had shattered any illusions they had about power. It wasn’t just the strength of Jiang Ning’s strikes—it was his effortless dominance that sent a wave of realization through the workers.
“Who is he?” one of the younger men whispered to Brother Gou, his voice barely above a breath. The question was on everyone’s mind, but the answer seemed too terrifying to even consider.
Brother Gou, his own face a mixture of respect and fear, shot a quick glance at the group. “You’re not qualified to know,” he replied curtly, his voice carrying a tone of warning. “But take my advice—never cross paths with him. Not now, not ever.”
His words hung in the air, settling over the workers like a weight they couldn’t shake off. Jiang Ning had just single-handedly dismantled one of Donghai’s most notorious figures, a man with a reputation for brutality, and made it look like a casual display of power. The question wasn’t just about who Jiang Ning was—it was about what kind of man could make someone like Hei Hu tremble, to the point where even his most loyal followers couldn’t bear to look him in the eye.
As Brother Gou walked past the workers, his voice was low, but the underlying urgency was clear. “Get back to work,” he ordered. “Nothing to see here. Just remember who you owe your safety to.”
The workers scrambled, suddenly eager to obey. The fight, the tension, everything had evaporated with the same speed as the chaos that had erupted. The image of Hei Hu being tossed around like a ragdoll was burned into their minds, a reminder of how fleeting power could be when faced with the right kind of force.
On the sidelines, the hooligans who had come with Hei Hu were already backing off, avoiding Jiang Ning’s gaze as if he were a storm they couldn’t outrun. There was no fight left in them—not after seeing what had happened to their leader.
Jiang Ning, for his part, didn’t need to say another word. His actions had spoken louder than anything he could have uttered. The message had been clear: challenge him, and there would be consequences. Challenge him on his turf, and you wouldn’t just lose—you’d be crushed without hesitation.
As Jiang Ning walked away, leaving the construction site in an eerie silence, his steps seemed almost to echo, resonating with authority. Behind him, Brother Gou could only shake his head with a half-smile.
“How does he do it?” a worker asked quietly, his voice filled with awe and disbelief.
Brother Gou didn’t answer right away. Instead, he watched Jiang Ning’s retreating figure with a newfound respect. “Don’t worry about it,” he finally said. “Just keep your heads down and focus on the work. The less you know about him, the better. That man… he doesn’t play games.”
The workers nodded, each of them silently acknowledging the reality they had just witnessed. They would never speak of this moment in the same way again. And as for Hei Hu… he would be nothing more than a distant memory, a cautionary tale for anyone who thought they could challenge the wrong people.
Jiang Ning had made sure of that.
