?Reading on mobile phone Go Zi-hao sprinted forward, firmly planting his left foot and leaping high, aiming for the passenger compartment of the truck where the door had been opened. 80 Electronic Book (txt02.com) Qin Feng used his elbow to shatter the window glass, extended his hand simultaneously, and had his gun already in his grasp, his eyes locked on Go Zi-hao as he took off his trigger without hesitation. Boom, boom, boom... Three bullets flew out in a triangular pattern, heading straight for the target. Go Zi-hao, who was about to soar into the driver's cabin, felt a surge of joy. Suddenly, gunshots rang out from the side, and he was struck hard in the chest. His body jolted involuntarily—first bullet hit his right chest, the second his left. As his body swayed uncontrollably to the side, the third bullet grazed his forehead, leaving a deep gash of blood. Thud. Go Zi-hao's body slammed into the truck door and tumbled to the ground. The truck driver hurriedly leaned over, asking, "Master Gong, how are you? Are you all right?" His chest was already torn and bleeding profusely—even if rushed to the emergency room, he might not survive. *Crack...* The fourth bullet struck the driver squarely in the forehead, splattering Gong Zihao's face with blood. Qin Feng stepped down from the vehicle and walked calmly toward him. The police officers also descended, holding their guns, appearing on high alert. Gong Zihao was breathing shallowly, struggling to keep up, his eyes filled with resentment. "Still not convinced?" Qin Feng said, rotating his pistol slowly between his fingers. "In fact, only when you die can I truly feel at ease. It's certainly important to uncover the other members of Tian Li Sect, but given the rigorous structure of your organization, achieving such a result would be quite difficult. And as long as you remain alive, you'll do everything you can to escape prison—something that, with the immense power of Shengmen, won't be easy to accomplish!" “Hmph…!” Go Zihao, excited and gasping, spat out blood from his mouth, his words coming incoherent. “You did it on purpose, didn’t you?” “Yes, I did,” he smiled. “I know you’re someone who won’t accept defeat. Young people have pride—your determination will naturally make you create drama along the way. You feel that going to prison would be a great embarrassment, so I’ve been waiting for you to act. I’ve arranged for you to collide with the police convoy, trying to rescue the suspect. And guess what—the suspect himself unlocked his handcuffs and restraints. Now, you’ve solidified your reputation as a terrorist. People will say you’re deservedly punished!” With blood streaking across his teeth, he managed to squeeze out a few words: “Qin Feng, you’re truly ruthless… I’ll even go to the afterlife… I’ll never be able to find you…” “You’ll go to hell, no doubt—definitely the afterlife of the underworld. There won’t be time for you to bother me. Go ahead and rest in peace,” said Qin, the young noble, cutting in. “Don’t worry—Lian Mingfei "Qin Feng, I won't let you off. The Shengmen won't let you off. The Heaven's Justice Sect...," he said, then leaned back, gasping and falling lifeless. Qin Feng turned to look at the special police who had sealed off the area, shouting, "Send the reinforcements over! Don't forget to call a mortuary van as well—arrange for those two dead bodies to be taken to the crematorium!" The other suspects lacked Gou Zihao's escape ability. With the leader gone, most of them had already accepted their fate. Many of the Shengmen's core members had followed Gou Zihao and been whitewashed, taking on mid-to-senior management positions within the company. From their statements, valuable information would surely emerge. He then reported the incident to He Muqing, requesting that she immediately dispatch personnel to interrogate the suspects. Lian Mingfei, just back at his office, sat in his chair, reflecting on what had just unfolded—how incredibly thrilling it had been. If the police had actually taken him, he would never recover. Even if Go Zihao had no background in the business world and was just a straightforward merchant, he would still be overwhelmed by the rumors—let alone the fact that the Go family had never been particularly clean. Ring-ring— The sudden phone call startle him. He took a few deep breaths before picking up the receiver, speaking in a calm tone: “Hello, this is Lian Mingfei… What? The suspect orchestrated a terrorist incident en route and attempted to flee, only to be killed on the spot? That can’t be right. He’s already working with the police—how could he have planned such a terrorist attack?” The call came from his secretary, who provided a detailed account of the incident that had just unfolded at the three-way intersection. After hanging up, he felt an unexpected surge of emotion: "Gozi Hao is gone. Now everything between me and him has become a secret. That's perfect. He died so well. He died so well! If he hadn't died, I wouldn't have been able to sleep at night, and I'd have had to constantly work hard to defend him—eventually, I might have ended up sacrificing myself. Now that he's gone, it's settled. Hahahaha... Wait!" His joyful expression quickly turned into one of deep sorrow. He spun around, muttering to himself, "Gozi Hao is indeed gone, but his team is still here. He wouldn't personally handle the money laundering—definitely not. How much of the truth do his people know? To be safe, I need to make two plans!" He picked up his phone and dialed a number, speaking seriously: "Black Sir, it's Xiao Fei. I need your help now. I need you to arrange a ship—possibly one that will be needed very soon!" "A hoarse voice came from the speaker: "I'll personally arrange it—send a dedicated boat to meet you right at the nearest point. We'll collect 600,000 upon arrival, and add 100,000 for each day you wait—no haggling!" Lian Mingfei nodded in agreement: "This price is very fair. Rest assured, I won't cut a single penny!" Police Headquarters, Criminal Interrogation Division, Pinguan City. This unit houses the most skilled interrogators, currently conducting interviews with a group of suspects. They've quickly broken the first person's resistance and, through follow-up inquiries, identified several others. The suspects have fully admitted to their involvement in the underworld operations, detailing various activities carried out under Gzi Haohao's leadership. Watching the lively scene unfold, He Leader gently pulled at Qin Dajiao's sleeve and asked, "Isn't it excessive to go to such lengths? I heard you even recommended that the city's police chief increase the security personnel on the building—what exactly do you mean?" "Simple—strike a blow to send a message." "He smiled and said, 'If you're from the Tianli Sect, wouldn't you send someone to inquire about the situation or rescue the people taken from Shengmen?' 'I believe they'd send someone to find out the news, but I doubt they'd have the courage to launch a rescue effort.' He Meng Qing replied. 'Exactly—should they dare to storm the police station and rescue people, they wouldn't just be seen as terrorists; they might even be reclassified as a cult. I'd actually hope they'd do just that!' His enthusiasm grew even stronger. 'This matter should be reported to Mr. Wei. As soon as he gives the word, I'm ready to go head-on and uproot the Tianli Sect completely!' He Meng Qing gave him a withering look. 'For now, let's focus on handling the immediate issues. There's already testimony that Guo Zihao transferred substantial assets to Lian Mingfei. What do you think about that?'"