Midland Building is one of the old nests of Hong Kong rioters, which the Hong Kong police have long mastered, and it is also the headquarters of Li Zhiying's industry, Apple Daily.

There was a surprise inspection by the police before, but no prohibited items were found, but the Apple Daily attacked the police for random searches and abuse of power, and opposition lawmakers also jumped on their feet in the legislative council and shouted, so the police could only take surveillance.

Recently, rioters have organized a lot of violent activities, which has overstretched the police force in Hong Kong City. The intensity of surveillance was relaxed.

Xin Yifan and Mi Xiaodan drove directly to the Midland Building, and Guo Ming drove.

At this time, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and most of the people had fallen asleep, but the rioters were still waiting for news from the dock, and two hours had passed, and the people who went to pick up the goods had not yet returned.

Huang Zhifeng was a little anxious, he was worried that something was wrong, and there were four or five people waiting with him next to him, and the rest didn't know where they went.

Xin Yifan and Mi Xiaodan took the elevator directly to the floor where Huang Zhifeng and they were, the 19th floor. Both of them knew that if they didn't take these people down, when the rioters took these standard weapons out on the streets to hurt people, something really would happen.

The elevator stopped on the 19th floor, and the two got out of the elevator and found that there were roller shutter doors locked on both sides, and there were monitors, Xin Yifan thought about it, there was no need to put it away at this time, and directly smashed one of the roller shutter doors with a fist.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the roller shutter door on the left hand side of the elevator was opened by Xin Yifan's punch, and Xin Yifan used his ability to search for it, and in some rooms on the left-hand side, there were many young people.

This sound woke up many people in their sleep, and also frightened Huang Zhifeng and others who were waiting for the news.

Someone took out a pistol from his body, boldly approached the direction of the roller shutter door, and saw an incredible picture, only to see a man, tearing the roller shutter door with his bare hands, as easily as tearing a piece of paper.

The young man with the pistol was so frightened that his feet began to tremble, and then he realized that he still had a gun in his hand, and he was about to shoot the man, and found that he could not move his whole body. He watched as the man walked up to him in two steps, then raised his hand, unconscious.

The same feeling happened to several other people, including Huang Zhifeng.

Of course, the one who tore the door was Xin Yifan. After solving a few people in a room, Xin Yifan found that there were people in several rooms next door, so Xin Yifan kicked open the door of the next room, the light in the room was a little dim, Mi Xiaodan stepped forward to turn on the light, and the scene in front of him made both of them stunned.

Xin Yifan couldn't help but want to laugh, many of the people inside were woken up by the sound, but they looked at Xin Yifan and Mi Xiaodan with dull eyes, most of them were naked, both men and women.

Mi Xiaodan couldn't help frowning when he saw the appearance of these people, these people looked like they had taken drugs, and they were still excited, and there should be a primitive drama of the male and female group war here, under the stimulation of drugs, these men and women applied for trance, burst out of instinct, and there was a smell of ** in the air.

"Have all these people been taken?" Xin Yifan asked Mi Xiaodan.

"If you don't take it, will you keep it for the New Year!" Mi Xiaodan asked dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, then you catch the women, I'll catch the men. Xin Yifan touched his nose a little embarrassed and said.

Without waiting for Xin Yifan's words to finish, Mi Xiaodan went in one by one, and put all the dozen or so waste greens inside, saving Xin Yifan from making another move.

Xin Yifan walked up to Huang Zhifeng and looked at the leader of the troubled port, who looked a little obscene, and had already been knocked unconscious at this time and read his memory.

"Xiao Dan, don't you think it's strange? None of our Holy Sect members have found out, and all we have caught are these. Xin Yifan said.

"yes, then where do you think they went?" Mi Xiaodan also felt that what Xin Yifan said made sense, and asked puzzledly.

Xin Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "I know so, you first notify the police to bring these people and those weapons back, by the way, and the drugs in that room, I suggest that you go to Aocheng first, and destroy Li Heng's financial channels, for these people, it is better to hand them over to the court for trial, and if you do it now, it will provoke a backlash from some oppositionists, and it will be passive in international public opinion." ”

In Huang Zhifeng's memory just now, Xin Yifan saw politicians in the United States, politicians in Wanwan, and the conspiracy of some opposition figures.

So judging by the current clues, there is no way to find the trace of the "gentleman". Then the only way to do this is to knock out Li Zhiying's money bag first.

Mi Xiaodan also agreed with Xin Yifan's plan, there is no capital to operate, where do these waste youths have the strength to come out and make trouble, they can't even afford to eat, they are basically a group of parasites and garbage living in the port city society.

Mi Xiaodan had his own way to contact the police in Hong Kong City, and the police sent people to three places overnight to bring back all the people and parts of those firearms.

Xin Yifan looked at the time, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

"Chairman, I invite you to drink a cup of stockings milk tea, don't refuse again, I'm really angry. Mi Xiaodan looked at Xin Yifan and said, his eyes were bright.

"Let's go, I'll invite you to morning tea, it's been a hard night. Xin Yifan smiled and said.

Silk stockings milk tea is synonymous with authenticity and mellowness. Lin Muhe, the founder of Lan Fong Yuen, a time-honored brand in Central who invented silk stockings milk tea, now sells more than 1,000 cups of tea every day, and even the Thai White Dragon King and many well-known Hong Kong stars are his long-term guests.

Stockings milk tea actually has no stockings, nor is it brewed with stockings, in fact, it all originates from the jokes of the dock workers in the past, when the small stall of Linmuhe always attracted the nearby dock workers to patronize every afternoon, the workers saw him rush the tea around with a bag, and felt so interesting, they saw the tea bag brown, thought it was stockings, and then every time they shouted "a cup of stockings milk tea", so the stockings milk tea was called by everyone.

Milk tea is a drink with the characteristics of Hong Kong City, and it is a common drink for Hong Kong people's daily afternoon tea and breakfast.

Xin Yifan took Mi Xiaodan and others to the old Lan Fong Yuen store in Central, which was already full of people at this time, and now it not only sells milk tea, but also special Hong Kong-style dim sum.

Everyone is a young man, especially Xin Yifan and Tian Jicheng, who have special abilities, and the biggest feature is that they can eat, and the taste of this Hong Kong-style refreshment is tantamount to a delicacy for everyone who is tired all night, and the cage drawers on the table are piled up after a while.

The other diners in the restaurant were dumbfounded, and someone whispered in Cantonese, "Mainlanders can really eat." ”

Mi Xiaodan, who grew up in Guangdong Province, heard it, only to see her glaring at the diner, and also said in Cantonese: "Have you eaten your rice?"

The diner lowered his head in embarrassment, then stopped talking.

However, a middle-aged man sitting next to the diner caught Xin Yifan's attention, and this person Xin Yifan was a senior executive of the US-Hong Kong Exchange Association in Huang Zhifeng's memory. On several occasions, Huang Zhifeng received money in cash from him.

Whispering a few words in Mi Xiaodan's ear, Mi Xiaodan nodded, then stood up and walked over to the diner.

"Bang~" Mi Xiaodan slapped the table and began to curse at the diner: "What did you mean by what you just said, do you look down on our mainland compatriots!

When Mi Xiaodan scolded, his eyes glanced at the middle-aged man next to him from time to time.

"I don't, I don't mean everything!" The diner saw that Mi Xiaodan actually came over to scold the street, and he said in non-standard Mandarin with a little weakness.

"Then what do you mean! What can we mainlanders eat? We are self-reliant, we earn our own money, can we eat yours?" After Mi Xiaodan finished speaking, he slapped the table again, and deliberately got a cup of milk tea on the table to the middle-aged man next to him.

Seeing this, Xin Yifan hurriedly walked over to persuade Mi Xiaodan, and saw that the milk tea was on the man, Xin Yifan hurriedly went to help him wipe it, and then took the opportunity to clasp his wrist with one hand, and pretended to help him wipe the milk tea on his body with the other hand.

At this time, Mi Xiaodan deliberately grabbed the milk tea on the table and was about to splash it at the diner, Xin Yifan pretended to raise his hand to stop it, but the milk tea changed direction and splashed on the face of the middle-aged man.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you crazy woman. The diner, seeing that Mi Xiaodan began to spill, quickly stood up and said a word, and then escaped.

"This gentleman, I'm sorry, I got you dirty, so my car is in front, I'll help you clean up in the car, and we also bought your order." Xin Yifan pulled up the middle-aged man, said in a deliberate loud voice, and then carried the man out of the milk tea shop, and Mi Xiaodan followed.

Someone in the back settled the account and walked out, leaving the people in the bubble tea shop looking at each other, and even the guy who collected the money watched a few people leave blankly. Someone shook his head and continued to enjoy his morning tea.

When he came to have breakfast, Guo Ming deliberately parked the car in the alleyway on the side of the road for the convenience of Xin Yifan, so that he could get on the car if he couldn't walk far from the milk tea shop.

After Xin Yifan coerced the middle-aged man into the car, Guo Ming immediately started the car and drove away from this lively street.

After the middle-aged man was hit by Xin Yifan with his finger pestle, the whole person was on the verge of fainting, and after being put in the car by Xin Yifan, he felt a little more relaxed.

He sat in the car for a while, and was about to recover when he was hit the neck and lost consciousness.

Xin Yifan successfully read the memory of this man named Patten, a saint!

This man looks like a Chinese face, but in fact he is a Britishman and a director of the U.S.-Hong Kong Exchange Association.