Rain.

It rained non-stop.

The whole of Hong Kong is like being immersed in water.

Since last night's big explosion, the rain hasn't stopped.

Of course, now the big explosion has become the "November 23 mega explosion" in the official name.

The police have intervened in a full investigation, and Senior Inspector Li Jingrong, who was in charge of the scene at the time, and his deputy, Inspector Zhang, have been suspended for investigation.

No way, the impact of this incident is too great, too many people have died, and it is too sudden.

The police are already in the midst of the tide of public opinion, and various calls questioning the inaction of the police and harsh reprimands questioning Hong Kong's so-called safest city have made it difficult for the Hong Kong Police Force.

If they don't do something about it, then they may be drowned out by public opinion.

Naturally, the New Triad, which was mentioned in a video that was broadcast almost to the world last night, became the object of police anger.

However, I don't know if it's a coincidence, Ma Biao, the leader of the new triad, who is one of the most critical parties, died on the way back to prison.

This has brought this inexplicable large-scale explosion into the fog.

But the media is happy to do so.

An entire building was bombed.

I haven't seen big news for many years, and the bloodthirsty media like sharks naturally hope that such exciting news can last longer.

So that this fire, which burned through almost the entire Hong Kong, can burn more vigorously in this sudden heavy rain.

"Sir Yan, can you tell me your personal opinion on this matter?"

"Yan sir, do you think this is a provocation by some international terrorists to Hong Kong's law and order?"

"Yan sir ......"

At the entrance of the Tsim Sha Tsui Substation, a middle-aged man with some half-white hair and obvious premature aging hurriedly entered the police station in front of the Tsim Sha Tsui Substation.

The police remained silent in response to the overwhelming questions from the media.

Last night, the electronic screen that shocked the faces of the gangsters all over the world was played, but this morning the chaos of the police force began to be broadcast.

Kind of irony, right?

Zeng Jingheng put down the blinds in front of him and took a deep breath.

He felt guilty in his heart, that young man, he shouldn't have died, and he shouldn't have died so unexplained, even notorious.

Moreover, so many people died.

He is the man who aspires to be theone.

But now, the vows that were once made in that huge training room are like a joke.

Savior?

I don't deserve it.

Zeng Jingheng leaned against the wall a little weakly, and it was all over.

Yang Tian is missing.

Li Wei also did not know his whereabouts.

Last night, he hadn't kept the beastly clown man.

At the moment when his heart was shocked, the other party killed the flying knife man and fled away.

The last clue was also broken.

It doesn't get any worse than that, right?

Perhaps, what's worse is to come to my brother's side?

Zeng Jingheng no longer dared to think about what kind of pressure the new triad would have to endure now.

They're a thousand fingers, right?

Originally, they were sent by Brother Yi to help Brother Xiao settle the trouble, but now they have caused even more trouble.

Okay, great.

This move, the opponent played brilliantly.

If you lose, you won't be wronged.

Zeng Jingheng suddenly wanted to smoke, he felt that only one cigarette could calm the anxiety in his heart now.

He was at a loss and didn't even know what to do.

"Didi-" At this moment, his mobile phone, which had not moved for a long time, rang.

It's the Ah-he.

He quickly picked it up, like a man who had fallen into the water and grabbed the last log.

"I know what happened last night." Ah He's voice sounded a little dull.

"En......" Zeng Jingheng didn't know what to say.

"You ...... What the are you guys ......" Ah He suddenly wanted to roar something, but he couldn't help it, "Why don't you call me?" ”

"......" Zeng Jingheng didn't know, didn't know how to explain, "Let's talk about it after we meet, now ......"

"It's just the two of us."

This sentence made Ah He inexplicably sad.

"Yes." So he couldn't say anything else.

Hung up the phone.

Ni Yuping, who was still watching the front-page news, raised his head with a smile, looked at Ah He with a little grace at all times and said, "It doesn't matter, right? ”

"It's fine." Ah He held on.

"It's really pitiful, hundreds of lives...... Ni Yuping folded the newspaper, put it away preciously, picked up a cup of brewed black tea and took a sip, "Do you want me to send a car to you?" ”

"Thank you." Ah He no longer has any doubts about this eldest young master of the Ni family.

They sat together for a long time last night.

Until that violent explosion resounded throughout the Xiangjiang River.

"You're welcome, I'm also from the Ni family." Ni Yuping also had a faint sense of sadness.

Now the Ni family, that is, the new triad, although it has not yet reached the time of storms, it is also anxious.

In the case of last night's bombing, all the spearheads were pointed at the New Triad, and the key figures in the case were all dead.

As if to divert the media from targeting, the police began to raid the New Triad's territory, and even some of the properties that had been laundered were also subject to property raids.

The boss of the new triad, Ni Yongxiao, Mr. Ni, who is already well-known in Hong Kong's political and business circles, was also secretly invited to the police force for tea early in the morning.

And Ni Yongxiao's people, led by Brother Lai, have been harassed by countless troubles.

As of nine o'clock, I had just finished drinking morning tea at this time, and I was about to find some other fun and have fun.

And Zeng Jingheng's phone still went unanswered.

So is Li Wei.

The group of people brought by Shen Yi seemed to have evaporated overnight.

At this point, no matter how much he respects Shen Yi, he can't help but complain a little in his heart.

If these people don't solve the trouble, they forget it, and they still do such a big thing, make trouble, and play missing.

Brother Lai, who was finally idle for a while, called Zeng Jingheng's phone for the fourth time.

This time, someone finally picked it up.

"Hey, brother." Zeng Jingheng's voice sounded extremely tired.

"Ah Heng...... "Brother Lai didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry, Brother Lai." Zeng Jingheng was still inevitable, and said sorry, but I'm sorry I can't get back so many lives, and I can't get back this fiasco.

"We'll take care of this to the end."

And in the other corner.

In the ruins of the Xingye Building, which had been blown to pieces.

A group of workers cleaning up the site were not paying attention to the corner.

Suddenly, a burnt black arm stretched out, and it stretched straight into the rainy sky, clenching its fists tightly.

This is......

Justice from Hell!