?Mobile reading The injuries of both were not serious, and neither was willing to stay in the hospital. Fang Fang quickly arranged their discharges. Eight Zero E-book The police conducted a thorough search of the explosion-affected floors and concluded that all four bombs had detonated—no other explosive devices were found. Of course, Lu Man had installed not just four bombs within the building; the others are now quietly resting inside Qin Da's jewelry box. Mr. Lei had been seated before the television, watching the live news broadcast. When the camera focused on a severely damaged floor of Qin's building, a look of satisfaction spread across his face. He raised his glass of red wine, took a sip, and murmured to himself, "Shurō is indeed Shurō—careful and thorough, unlike Wu Dong, who's always playing games." Now Qin Feng is definitely doomed—his greatest threat has been eliminated... As he spoke these words, he paused involuntarily, for the TV host reported that the recent terrorist explosion had resulted in no fatalities, only a few dozen minor injuries. "How is that possible!" he stood up, pointing at the television. "They must have concealed the truth—how could they fail to report any deaths? It must be the officials deliberately hiding the facts, creating a false sense of harmony. Yes, that's exactly it!" How could such a powerful explosion go unnoticed in terms of casualties? When he told Roman about Wu Dong's murder, the latter reacted with intense emotion. Under these circumstances, if they didn't act, they would certainly act with full force. The saying "the most treacherous are women" is far from being an exaggeration. Even if the officials were lucky enough to survive the blast, Qin Feng himself would surely not escape. Thinking of this, he gave a cold laugh, lifted the cup to his lips, and took a large swallow. It's no surprise—Chinese officials always like to hide the truth. The scene then switched to show Qin Feng carrying Lu Man out of the hall. Leyang was completely stunned. What on earth was going on? Two people who were supposed to fight to the death now appeared before the camera in such an intimate manner—what kind of situation was this? The next shots showed them being taken together to the emergency ambulance. He couldn't help wondering—had the Shura mission failed? That didn't make sense. If the mission had failed, Lu Man should have been exposed. Yet she seemed completely unharmed, being carried out of the building by Qin Feng! No, this matter had to be investigated thoroughly. He immediately dispatched his aide to the hospital. When the team finally located the room numbers of the two patients and managed to gain entry, the two had already been discharged. Upon receiving the news, Master Lei discovered a more serious issue—he had lost contact with Xiu Luo. All the previously agreed-upon communication methods had failed. He now had to consider the worst possibility: that Xiu Luo had betrayed him. The underworld in Ping plain had become chaotic following the deaths of Du Bin and Yang Hongxin, as well as the sudden "disappearances" of numerous senior figures. It was reportedly said that the two brothers with the surname Chen were seizing on the younger members of two major factions, having already secured significant territories. Master Lei had never heard of these two Chen brothers—they were completely unknown names. Who dared to challenge him and take over his ground? Originally, he had planned to focus his efforts on consolidating the Ping plain underworld. But the Xiu Luo incident had forced him to reconsider his priorities. Should the Xūlāo truly rebel, the organizational structure of Shēngmén, its dispersed power bases, and all its secret affairs would all come to light, posing a fatal blow to Shēngmén. For years, Shēngmén has thrived and grown precisely because of its well-organized structure and disciplined operational methods. Once these two key strengths are lost, serious problems would inevitably arise. He did not believe that the people he had personally nurtured would ultimately betray him. In the past, he had strong confidence in this—evidenced by the consistent performance of figures such as Bào Lóng, Bái Lǎng, Dù Bīn, and Yáng Hóngxīn, as well as by Wú Dòng’s conduct. Why should the very one he least expected—Xūlāo—be the exception? Ding-dong… Just as I reached into the beauty assistant’s blouse, still hadn’t had time to appreciate the firm peak, the doorbell rang. Who is that? So clumsy! Missing my moment completely, is that not obvious? The beauty assistant seized the chance to escape my grasp, laughing softly and jogging off to answer the door. Qin’s younger brother was left jealous and dissatisfied—what’s the point of running off? I won’t eat you, will I? Besides, you may escape this moment, but can you escape the rest of your life? Watch me deal with you later tonight. The door opened, revealing two stunning women—He Muqing and Shu Yajing. Shu, the police officer, still held a fruit basket in her hands, leaving Qin Feng completely stunned. Given our relationship, isn’t it quite something that my friend has suffered such a serious injury and still manages to bring a fruit basket? Of course it is—didn’t you see that even He Muqing arrived empty-handed? In their eyes, coming to see him is already a great gesture; bringing a fruit basket is merely symbolic. You should be absolutely delighted, right? Qin’s younger brother was truly surprised—surprised by their modest, even "What's with you, Qin? Why are you staring so wide-eyed?" He was still being scolding, as if moved to tears. "You must be touched, right? We're all family—when you're hurt, it's only natural that we come to see you. There's no need to act so dramatically." She wasn't particularly fair, and now even Shu, the policewoman, had taken on the same tone, lifting her basket and saying, "Here's something for you—some vitamins to help you recover. Wishing you a swift recovery!" Ugh! It was clearly a clearance sale from a fruit shop: the apples were darkened, the plums weren't ripe, and the bananas were even worse—covered with spots the size of fingernails. I simply couldn't bear it; I was afraid I'd be poisoned. "Please sit down—let me brew you some tea!" Fang Fang was very hospitable and invited the two women to the sofa. Qin Feng really wanted to say, "What about tea? Don't even offer us a cup of plain water! Who's thirsty should go fetch tap water—there's plenty in the kitchen, just open the tap and drink for free!" After settling in, He Previously, people would beat you up; now it's even escalated to your company being blown up. Xiao Jing is absolutely right—you've definitely got serious character issues. It must have been the Shengmen people. In my opinion, they're far too kind. After all, if they're carrying out a terror campaign, why haven't they caused any casualties?