With a gloomy smile, He Ziheng pressed the button violently.

Rumble!

A violent explosion rang out, and the warehouse in the southern suburbs was on fire for a moment, and a heat wave swept through, engulfing the entire dock in flames.

The fire was blazing, and the entire southern suburbs wharf converged into a sea of fire, and between the flames, there was a constant crisp sound of stinging and stinging from the sea of fire.

He Ziheng stood at the stern of the boat, staring at the red pier facing the waves, the firelight reflected on his face, staining his vision red, the corners of his lips hooked into a smile, and the bottom of his eyes was wanton and rampant, "It's all over, no one can stop me anymore, hahaha......"

After laughing wantonly, He Ziheng turned his head and looked at the person who was restrained and free, with a touch of fierceness in his eyes. Everything started because of him, without his interference, the He family would not have been defeated, only when he died, his revenge could be avenged.

Squinting his eyes slightly, He Ziheng's eyes slowly condensed with murderous intent, he looked at the phantom night, and smiled extremely gloomy, Xiu didn't let him kill, and he didn't say that there could be no 'accidents'.

The failure of the negotiations at the southern suburbs pier and the fact that he was unfortunately shot and killed in a scuffle with the police is really a perfect reason. With a weird smile, He Ziheng raised the gun, slowly pulled the trigger with his index finger, and the corners of his lips were a little calm, "They are all dead, you should go and accompany them."

Bang!

Sen Sen's cold words disappeared into the sound of a gunshot, He Ziheng's hand was still raised in the air, his smile was frozen at the corner of his mouth, and the bullet that was supposed to penetrate the other party's body miraculously deviated from the track.

He Ziheng frowned, and shot a few more shots, all of which staggered the target without exception, He Ziheng gritted his teeth, walked in front of Phantom Night, pressed against the other party's heart, and pulled the trigger hard.

"Bang"

Before the bullet could shoot out of the chamber, he was shocked back a few steps by the sudden force, and he fell to the plank, the pistol out of his palm, and rowed down the bow of the boat.

He Ziheng raised his head, the man had broken free from the restraints, and was looking at him lightly with his eyes down, his eyes were very indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead man.

He panicked in his heart, hurriedly went to get the pistol, the man's cold eyes swept away, and the pistol rose in the air and fell in the rolling waves, He Ziheng's eyes widened in surprise, and before he had time to think about it, the man had approached and slowly stretched out his right hand to him.

He Ziheng only felt that his body was light, and he had landed firmly in front of the man, the man's slender fingers were firmly stuck on his neck, and the slightly cool touch carried the threat of death.

"Y-Who the hell are you?" Looking at the handsome but cold face in front of him, He Ziheng asked in a stiff voice, now he can be sure that this man is by no means an ordinary person.

Phantom Night didn't answer, but the hand around He Ziheng's neck tightened again, He Ziheng felt a little breathless, and his face gradually turned pale.

"I want to kill you, just like stepping on an ant," Phantom Night said coldly, ignoring the horror in the other party's eyes, and strangled the person back to the dock.

The fire was still burning, and the thick black smoke made it impossible to open one's eyes.

Phantom Night frowned, as if disgusted that the fireworks were too scorching, he raised his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the lake surged and smashed into the flames in front of him.

Crash!

The water splashed down, splashed cold, and the fire was finally extinguished, revealing a mess of the southern suburbs dock, where the blackened corpses could be seen everywhere, lined up on the same charred deck, the faces of the corpses were so badly damaged, their faces were unrecognizable, and they looked miserable.

Phantom Night waved a wind, blowing away thick white smoke, and strangled He Ziheng towards the warehouse, perhaps because of the reinforced concrete structure, the warehouse had not completely collapsed.