When Yang Tian woke up again.

It was still raining outside the window.

There is a pot of daisies on the windowsill, which inevitably looks a little cold in this rainy weather.

A man's singing voice could be heard faintly in the room.

Yang Tian carefully distinguished, it was Li Zhi's "City in the Sky".

Airplanes flew through the sky, city in the sky.

Falling rain under the twilight, us.

It's a strange room.

Strange air.

Unfamiliar sofa.

There is also an unfamiliar smell.

"Ah, you're awake." The girl walked out of the kitchen and looked at Yang Tian, who had already opened her eyes, a little surprised and a little relieved.

She was wearing a cute and warm pink apron and seemed to be cooking just now.

"Yes." Yang Tian nodded, a little unsure of what to say, this strange girl.

She has a clean smile and a reassuring smell.

"Thank you." He knew that it was the girl who saved him last night, although he didn't know why or the process.

But thank you so much.

Otherwise he would have died.

Looking at his body again, the bleeding wounds had finally stopped, but the pain was still there, and the weakness was also stored.

But fortunately he didn't die.

He hurriedly wanted to take out the phone and call Zeng Jingheng, but when he touched his body, he found that he had changed his clothes.

"Ah, I took it upon myself to change your clothes last night, you ...... Don't mind. The girl was a little embarrassed, a little shy, and said after a while, "Your things are on the table, I baked a Spanish pie, do you want to taste it?" ”

She said this, and went back into the kitchen as if she were running away.

A burst of fragrance came, and Yang Tian looked at the pistol, watch, and wallet on the table, but there was no mobile phone.

It looks like it's lost, and I don't know when it was lost.

Immediately, he remembered the fireworks he had seen when he suddenly woke up last night.

It won't be fireworks.

With that in mind, he found the remote control and turned on the TV.

The television was full of updates about last night's bombing.

What building bombing, new triads, and a series of things all rushed into Yang Tian's mind, making his somewhat bleeding body feel a little dizzy again.

"Let's eat first, let's wait and see." The girl came out of the kitchen, turned off the television, and placed a plate of baked golden pies on the table.

"Thank you." Yang Tian calmed down a little, looked at the food on the table, and began to eat with a smile.

After eating for a while, I realized that the girl had been watching herself eat.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." The girl smiled and leaned back on the sofa on the other side, smiling warmly.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Yang Tian suddenly remembered.

"Just call me, Sister Hong Kong Island." The girl still laughed, this time a little sly.

And at this time, the faint singing voice happened to sing:

Sister Hong Kong Island, you offer me a Spanish pie.

Sweetness melted me.

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Subway.

In the depths of the tunnel.

A train whizzes by.

When it was gone, two shadows were left behind.

Or rather, it should be one shadow holding another shadow hostage.

"You...... Who is it? The man looked in horror at the man in front of him, who had completely hidden himself in a black hood, his neck suffocated by his incomparably powerful wrists.

I don't know when it was embellished, but I was dozing off in the subway and was suddenly pulled down into this tunnel with turbid air.

"I ...... Ahem...... Nothing...... Ahem...... I don't know. The man breathed hard, and he felt that the other party was going to strangle himself like this.

The air in the tunnel was getting mudier and harder to breathe, and the man had begun to roll his eyes.

Only then did the wrist that had only been pinched release a little.

"Who are you?" The attacker, dressed in a black hoodie, finally spoke, but with a roughness and harshness like a rock.

It's extremely uncomfortable.

"I ...... Ahem...... I'm a ...... Ahem...... Delivered meals. The man hurriedly breathed in the air around him.

But as soon as he finished saying this, the other party's let go of the hand and used it hard again, so hard that the man was about to faint.

"Don't talk nonsense." The rough friction was like the howl of some kind of monster.

"Okay...... Ahem...... All right. The man compromised, "You want to ...... Ahem...... Know what? ”

"All."

Three minutes later.

An incomparably terrifying fist pierced the man's heart, and a breath like gunpowder smoke rose from his heart all the way up the terrible fist.

The man's stunned expression slowly engulfed in the darkness.

The man in the black hoodie withdrew his fist and let the man's body slide down the wall.

He jumped off the track and walked slowly.

In the distance, another train roared.

Despicable bastards.

Justice is coming.

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In the end, the discussion in the tea restaurant was inconclusive.

Although there are several suspicious targets listed.

But in the end, Ni Yongxiao is still in the police force and has not returned, and the situation is delicate now, if the important members of the association are wantonly moved, no one can bear the consequences.

So what should be done depends on Ni Yongxiao's decision after he returns.

At a time like this, it's no longer the time to mess around.

But Zeng Jingheng They can't sit still anymore, they have to do something.

"But I don't think it's a good idea." Looking at Jerry's figure gradually moving away, Ah He did not agree with Zeng Jingheng's mention just now.

"I don't think it's a good idea either." Zeng Jingheng actually agreed with Ah He's point of view, "However, we have no choice, we have no time, and there is no other way, we can only do this, the fastest way, the easiest way." ”

"Doing so would cause misunderstanding." Ah He frowned, but the only remaining eye was not too much worry.

Just anxious.

He was just worried about whether it would make a difference.

And not the result.

"That's it, starting tonight, we have to rely on our own strength to undo this big mistake." Zeng Jingheng said vigorously.

His heart was already tormented.

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