"My friend, do you know why there's a red light flashing on that building? It looks spooky in the middle of the night."

Gao Han looked up at the tube-shaped buildings in the area, and saw that several of them were glowing red.

But it's not very noticeable, just flashing occasionally.

"Maybe...light a lantern at home."

The men nearby scratched their heads and said, "We don't know either. Why ask so many questions about other people's affairs?"

They all came here from other places to work, and they just wanted to earn some money so that they could stand up straight during the New Year. How could they care about other people's affairs?

Gao Han smiled and said, "Really? Why do I feel that the light looks like the light of a time bomb?"

"Young man, don't say such things carelessly..."

"Bang--"

Before he could finish his words, a loud explosion was heard from the alley ahead.

Gao Han remained calm and composed.

"See, I told you there was a bomb. Why are you still standing there? Run."

A sudden explosion completely ignited the fear in the dark alley.

"Bomb, there's a bomb!"

“Run!”

Panic sounds were heard one after another, and everyone was fleeing in panic.

Only Gao Han was leaning against the wall of the alley, looking up at the crisscrossing electrical wires around him, which was truly a mess.

His dark and deep eyes seemed to casually glance at the fleeing crowd.

He suddenly stretched out his leg, and the person who was running was not paying attention, so he tripped and fell to the ground, falling flat on his face.

"Are you okay?"

Gao Han extended his hand to him politely and even had a smile on his face.

“Thank you!”

Without even thinking, the man took his hand and got up from the ground.

"ah!"

Immediately he punched down, and blood mixed with teeth fell to the ground.

"You can run really fast. It seems you ran so fast that even I didn't recognize you."

After two punches, the man lost the ability to resist and fell to the ground, half dead.

The sound of gunfire and explosions mixed with thick smoke drifted into the night sky. The entrance to the tube building had been blocked. Some people panicked and wanted to escape by jumping out of the window, but what awaited them was either fists or shackles.

Or it could be the pitch-black muzzle of a gun.

Song Qingdai was awakened by a loud explosion in the middle of the night. She hurried to the window and opened the curtains. Outside, there were the flashing lights of the city, and nothing else.

I looked at the time and it was already two in the middle of the night.

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