Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

The rain was pouring down, and the dense rain curtain was like the wrath of the gods, soaking the entire city.

Pei Luonan's tactical boots crushed the puddles, and he raised his hand to wipe the rain off his face.

At this moment, the dock ticket that Green Hair had been holding tightly before he committed suicide by taking poison was pressing against the inside of his thigh, reminding him that not all his prey had been caught yet.

"One-Eye, you can't escape this time," Pei Luonan growled into his tactical headset, his voice laced with almost tangible murderous intent. Behind him, a dozen heavily armed security guards and police officers fanned out, their bulletproof shields gleaming coldly in the lightning.

"Group B, guard the side door! Group A, follow me to attack!" Chen Ming gave an order, and the explosion-proof shield slammed into the iron door.

With a loud bang, the rusty hinges broke, and the damp and moldy smell wrapped in gunpowder smoke hit my face, almost making me nauseous.

The warehouse was filled with discarded mechanical parts. Moonlight filtered through the holes in the roof, casting mottled shadows on the ground. Suddenly, the subtle sound of gears turning could be heard from the darkness. Pei Luonan's pupils shrank suddenly: "Get down!"

He pounced on the police officer next to him and pinned him down.

The next second, the homemade bomb exploded two meters away, the blast overturned the shelves, and nails flew like a rainstorm.

Something flew past his ear and nailed into the wall with a muffled "puff" sound. Pei Luonan propped himself up and glanced around: "One-Eye! Get out here!"

The one-eyed man let out a strange laugh and fled along the wall like a gecko, like an evil ghost.

"Chase!" Pei Luonan rushed into the narrow pipe, his back constantly scraped by sharp metal, each wound burning with pain. But at this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to catch the one-eyed man and seek justice for Gu Fanxing.

The pipe was filled with a pungent smell of rust, and he could clearly hear the rapid breathing in front of him, which was evidence of the prey's fear.

Meanwhile, two kilometers away, at the container yard on the dock, the scarred man huddled in the corner of a rusted container. The bandage covering his abdomen, wrapped around the USB drive, was soaked with blood. Dark red stains spread across the white gauze like a blooming mandala. He gritted his teeth, ripping off a strip of his shirt and rewrapping it around the wound. Every movement caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and Brother Hu's encrypted message popped up: "Activate Plan B, detonate the North Shore substation, create chaos and evacuate."

The scarred man stared at the searchlights of the Pei security convoy in the distance, a sinister smile on his lips. He took out the remote detonator and gently stroked the button with his thumb: "Pei Luonan, let me play cat and mouse with you."

At the moment the roar exploded like thunder, Pei Luonan was sprinting through the narrow ventilation duct. Flames shot up from the north of the city, and all the streetlights in the city went out simultaneously. The darkness before the backup power supply activated was like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, swallowing everything.

One-Eye took the opportunity to throw a smoke bomb, and the pungent smoke instantly filled the entire pipe.

Pei Luonan covered his mouth and nose, and his tactical boots slipped on the metal pipes.

He heard a violent vibration above his head and knew that the One-Eye was escaping.

"Boss Pei! The scarred man is in the container area!" a police officer exclaimed hurriedly over the intercom. Pei Luonan turned and ran, the rain hitting his face painfully.

As he turned the corner of a container, he suddenly stepped on something sticky—nitroglycerin! This dangerous chemical instantly alerted him, and he shouted, "Scatter!"

Before he could finish his words, the container behind him exploded.

A powerful gust of wind blew Pei Luonan away, and he slammed heavily into another container. His back felt like it had been struck by a giant hammer, and stars flashed before his eyes. In a daze, he saw the scarred man approaching with a homemade flamethrower, his hideous scar distorted in the flames.

"Want a USB drive? Come and get it!" The scarred man grinned and pulled the trigger, and the blazing flames instantly engulfed the front.

Pei Luonan endured the severe pain and rolled to avoid it, and the flash grenade in his tactical belt flew out of his hand.

In the intense white light, he reached for his fallen saber and, using the smoke from the explosion, advanced. The saber and dagger collided, sending sparks flying and the sharp sound of metal rubbing echoing throughout the yard.

Pei Luonan rammed his knee into the other man's abdomen, but heard a strange laugh from the scarred man's throat.

"Too late!" The scarred man pressed the button on his watch, and the sound of a ship's whistle came from not far away.

Pei Luonan turned his head and saw a cargo ship slowly leaving the port. One-Eye was standing on the deck, covering his bleeding shoulder. His metal prosthetic eye was shining coldly, as if mocking his failure.

Chen Ming raised his gun and fired, but the bullet bounced off the freighter's steel plate with a crisp sound. The scarred man took the opportunity to jump into the water and disappeared.

Raindrops dripped down his chin, mixing with the blood at the corners of his mouth, and a salty and fishy taste spread in his mouth.

Pei Luonan clenched his fists and watched the freighter disappear in the rain, the anger in his heart almost bursting out.

At that moment, sirens blared in the distance, and flashing red and blue lights pierced the rain curtain. A criminal police officer stepped out of the car and hurried over. "Boss Pei, we've sealed off the port, but they're on a foreign cargo ship, and we don't have a search warrant..."

"I don't care about search warrants!" Pei Luonan turned and stared at the criminal police captain, his eyes burning with anger. "Brother Hu and the others have evidence that Gu Fanxing was kidnapped."

The detective captain nodded and handed over an evidence bag. "This is the micro memory card we found on Green Hair. The technical department is currently cracking it."

Pei Luonan took the evidence bag and cast his gaze on the rain-washed ground in the distance. There, the fluorescent green hair dye powder was gradually fading, just like Green Hair's short and sinful life.

But he knew the battle was far from over.

Brother Hu's plan B is not only to lure the tiger away from the mountain, but more like a carefully woven giant net, and he must find the key to breaking the deadlock before dawn.

He turned and walked towards the bulletproof car parked on the side of the road, and the screen of his mobile phone lit up - it was a message from the hospital that Gu Fanxing's vital signs were temporarily stable.

Pei Luonan clenched his cell phone and swore silently in his heart: No matter what the cost, he would make One-Eye, Scar Man and Brother Tiger pay a heavy price for their actions.

In the darkness of the city, Brother Hu sat in a secret room that was luxuriously decorated but full of mystery, staring at the surveillance screen with a sinister smile on his lips.

He reached out to touch the USB flash drive hidden close to his body, and the metal shell caused a dull pain in his old abdominal injury.

This USB drive contained the core evidence of the Wang family's underground arms trade. Every transaction record and every flow of illicit money was his life-saving trump card. As long as he had this trump card in hand, even if Pei Luonan caught him, the bigwigs behind the scenes would do everything they could to protect him.

At the same time, Wang Xinyi huddled in the monitoring room of the top-floor apartment, where twenty-seven display screens cut the entire corner of the city into pieces.

She stared at the image of the yacht where Tiger was hiding, her nails pressing into the leather seat, leaving deep indentations.

The scene of the secret room transaction three months ago flashed through my mind—Brother Hu was playing with the USB drive, his eyes full of threats: "Miss Wang, if you hand this thing over, the Wang family will be finished."

"Want to use this to threaten me?" Wang Xinyi sneered, grabbed the encrypted phone on the table, and quickly sent a message.

The metal shredder hummed, shredding Tiger Brother's latest rendezvous instructions into pieces.

At the yacht marina three kilometers away, three figures disguised as maintenance workers quietly approached Brother Hu's yacht, and the time bomb in the backpack was counting down.

In the surveillance footage, Brother Hu's sinister grin made her stomach churn.

Wang Xinyi took out the recorder from the drawer, which played the conversation in which Brother Hu planned to kidnap Gu Fanxing.

"Your trump card is indeed powerful, but unfortunately..." She raised her wine glass, and the scarlet liquid drew snake-like lines on the glass wall. "A dead person can't show his trump card. When Pei Luonan finds your body, the evidence will only become a tool for me to whitewash the Wang family."