Meng Liangao was no fool. No idiot could have sat in his position for more than a decade.
This mechanized infantry Regiment Commander knew very well that the only hope of breaking the current deadlock probably rested on Wang Chen, the very culprit behind it all.
Though ironic, the odds were high.
He also knew that Wang Chen was no ordinary man!
Wang Chen smiled.
Meng Liangao was rather interesting.
Of course, even if this mechanized infantry Regiment Commander had not asked for help, Wang Chen would still have stepped forward to resolve the matter.
At this very moment, more than five thousand people had gathered outside the building.
Forget five thousand—even if fifty thousand people surrounded him, he would remain utterly unafraid!
"You just stay here."
Leaving those words behind, Wang Chen strode out of the Miner Mutual Aid Society building.
Standing atop the high steps, he faced thousands of furious miners alone.
Wang Chen's appearance stirred the agitated crowd even further. Pair after pair of malicious eyes fixed upon him, and the atmosphere at the scene grew taut to the breaking point.
Yet Wang Chen seemed entirely oblivious. He calmly swept his gaze around, then said, "You wanted to see Tao Zhenrong? Then I'm sorry to tell you that he colluded with the Rebel Forces and murdered Imperial Army personnel. He has already been executed on the spot."
Wang Chen's voice was not loud, yet it entered everyone's ears with perfect clarity, like thunder exploding overhead.
Everyone was stunned.
Chairman Tao Zhenrong was dead?
The news struck them like a heavy blow. Many could hardly believe their own ears.
But some had evil rise from the pit of their hearts. They immediately raised their weapons and aimed at Wang Chen on the steps.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sharp gunshots