Two burly men were informants planted by Ming Tianfeng in the military camp. After arriving at Ming Tianfeng's residence, they immediately reported that Liu Tiezhu had gone out. "How many people did Liu Tiezhu take in total?" Ming Tianfeng asked Zhou Dahai, who was on his left. "About fifty, armed only with rifles," Zhou Hai said. Hearing this, Ming Tianfeng and Chen Zhiqiang exchanged a glance and both sneered in unison. To take down Liu Tiezhu, they had arranged for over two hundred men from the Zhang family, along with heavy machine guns. Liu Tiezhu bringing fifty men there was practically delivering himself to be slaughtered. "Alright, you two go back to the camp." Ming Tianfeng waved his hand, dismissing the Zhou brothers. "Second Master, have you figured out how to torment Liu Tiezhu?" Chen Zhiqiang grinned and asked. "That little bastard cost me so much; I won't let him die easily." "Once we catch him later, I'll break his limbs first, then chain him up at the door to guard it." "Oh, and go get me a face cloth and a plate of shit." Ming Tianfeng's face darkened, as if he could already see Liu Tiezhu's miserable fate. Chen Zhiqiang felt a chill of fear, thinking Ming Tianfeng was truly twisted. But recalling Liu Tiezhu's earlier attitude, he felt a secret thrill. At Maotou Ridge, the leader was Zhang Jinhu. This time, Zhang Mingtao had also ordered him to bring Liu Tiezhu back. He wanted to personally cut off Liu Tiezhu's flesh, fry it piece by piece, and feed it to him. Zhang Jinhu checked his pocket watch; it was already past 8:40, but there was no sign of movement around. According to the time he had agreed with Chen Zhiqiang, Liu Tiezhu should have entered the encirclement by now. "Brother Hu, Chen Zhiqiang isn't going to stand us up, is he?" said Zhang Kailai beside him. The temperature was so low, lying on the freezing snow was unbearable. Zhang Jinhu replied, "He shouldn't have the guts. Tell the brothers to hold on a bit longer." As the two were talking, they had no idea that Liu Tiezhu had already led his men quietly behind them, less than fifty meters away. In a thick patch of weeds, Liu Tiezhu took out paper and a pen and started drawing. A few minutes later, he put down the paper and pen, gathered everyone, and pointed at the red dots on the paper. "You'll split into five groups and surround them from five directions." "Remember to be careful. Stop about ten meters away and throw grenades directly." "Our goal isn't to fight these people head-on. Don't hold back on the grenades; just aim for the target." "Use my grenade as the signal." "As soon as the grenade goes off, everyone gives it their all." Since it was the Ming family's resources, he didn't mind wasting them. The group studied the map and found their respective routes. Liu Tiezhu waved his hand, and the fifty men split into five groups and dispersed. A few minutes later, Liu Tiezhu cautiously approached within ten meters of the Zhang family troops. He didn't rush to throw the grenade but scanned the surroundings first. Another two minutes passed, and Liu Tiezhu estimated everyone should be in position. He signaled Zhang Tianlong to have everyone take out all their grenades, unscrew the caps, and also load their rifles. Everything ready, Liu Tiezhu pulled the pin on his grenade and tossed it into the middle of the Zhang family troops. Zhang Jinhu, who had been chatting, was suddenly alarmed. He looked up at the smoke rolling in the air and was completely stunned. Boom!! The explosion was deafening, shaking the entire ground. Before Zhang Jinhu could figure out what was happening, he was blown into a mess of flesh by the grenade. Besides him, six nearby Zhang family soldiers also lost their lives in that instant. With no one in command, the remaining Zhang troops panicked. They raised their rifles and wildly fired toward the Maotou Ridge path, not even aiming at a target. Then, a dense rain of grenades fell from above, one after another. Boom, boom, boom... The entire ravine erupted in flames, and countless Zhang soldiers were blasted several meters into the air. For a moment, screams filled the air. After the first round of grenade bombardment, over half of the Zhang troops were dead or wounded. The survivors finally realized they had been surrounded. But before they could recover, a second wave of grenades came flying in. The relentless explosions wiped out ninety percent of the remaining Zhang troops. "We surrender, we surrender!" The last twenty or so Zhang soldiers were utterly terrified. They threw down their rifles, raised their hands, and shouted toward the rear. Zhang Tianlong saw this and asked, "Captain, what do we do?" "Letting a tiger return to the mountain brings endless trouble. We're not at war; what surrender?" Liu Tiezhu said. Zhang Tianlong immediately understood Liu Tiezhu's meaning. He waved his hand, and another dozen grenades were thrown from behind. Boom, boom, boom... Another thunderous explosion, and the remaining Zhang troops were completely eliminated. Over two hundred and sixty Zhang soldiers never dreamed they would die this way. Zhang Tianlong quickly led the men to clean up the battlefield. Half an hour later, he returned to Liu Tiezhu. "Captain, we've seized 16,000 in cash, over two hundred rifles, more than a thousand rounds of ammunition, and eight heavy machine guns. How should we handle this?" Liu Tiezhu said, "Tell everyone to split the cash among themselves." "Keep the rifles to trade for resources, convert them into cash, and distribute that too." "Set aside the remaining ammo and heavy machine guns for me; I have a use for them." Hearing this, the men were overjoyed. In the past, when they went on missions, they'd get at most a fifty-dollar bonus each, while the higher-ups pocketed the rest. Liu Tiezhu's approach made them more certain they hadn't chosen the wrong leader. Over an hour later, Liu Tiezhu led his men back to the camp in a grand procession. Seeing Liu Tiezhu and his group unharmed, the Zhou brothers, who were monitoring them, were stunned. "Not a single loss—am I seeing things?" Zhou Daming rubbed his eyes, speaking in disbelief. "You're not seeing things. We need to report this to the Second Master quickly." Zhou Dahai panicked, then slipped out of the camp in a hurry. At Ming Tianfeng's residence. After hearing Zhou Dahai's report, Ming Tianfeng shot up from the sofa. "What? Liu Tiezhu is completely fine?" Zhou Dahai said, "That's right. Not a single one of the men he took out is missing." Hearing this, Ming Tianfeng frowned and turned his gaze to Chen Zhiqiang. He could understand Liu Tiezhu not being injured. But none of the men he took out being hurt didn't make sense. Chen Zhiqiang said, "Second Master, don't rush. Maybe that bastard Liu Tiezhu didn't go to Maotou Ridge at all." "If that's the case, he's defying the Ming family's rules, and we can punish him openly." "You're right. That son of a bitch is probably trying to fool me." "He deliberately sent people out for a spin, then came back to report false news." Ming Tianfeng and Chen Zhiqiang were on the same page, both convinced Liu Tiezhu hadn't gone to Maotou Ridge. Otherwise, it was impossible for no one to be injured. Just as they were being self-righteous, Ming Boxue, in charge of intelligence, rushed in anxiously. "Second Master, Elder Chen, something terrible has happened." "The Zhang family troops at Maotou Ridge have been completely wiped out. Our plan has failed." What? Ming Tianfeng's forehead bulged with veins, his eyes wide as saucers.