Xiao Molong.
A large area south of the Four Seas Hotel had already been enclosed by corrugated metal sheets. The original buildings had long been blown up with explosives, while demolition machinery chattered away at the foundations.
Amid the dust filling the sky were workers properly dispatched overseas by domestic construction companies, workers who had properly found overseas jobs through employment agencies, and locals from Xiao Molong properly recruited through job postings. A considerable number of them were people from relocated households. Wang Yan had given them work. Then there were the gamblers he had properly acquired through deals.
They wore uniformly issued protective work clothes and gloves, bustling about the construction site with faces covered in grime.
On the perimeter, people armed with rifles and dressed in tactical gear stood guard with their heads and faces covered. They made sure no unrelated people came in to cause trouble, and that no one inside tried to run away without permission.
At the foot of a mountain some distance from the site was another construction site.
This one covered a vast area, though the buildings were sparse. A row of prefab structures had already been set up around the edge, while workers farther out were still building and laying foundations.
The open ground had been leveled, with horizontal bars, parallel bars, a hundred-meter obstacle course, dumbbells, and other equipment. There were even deep pits and mud pools.
Clearly, this was a training ground.
With a cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands clasped behind his back, Wang Yan watched the soldiers training on the field.
Zhang Yuquan asked, "Boss, not bad, right?"
"Still far from good." Wang Yan smiled and shook his head, pointing ahead. "Look at that one. He's clearly falling behind. If guys like that still can't keep