55 Chaos, Rampage!

Under the night sky, on the south bank of the Yangtze River, at a distance away from the Baoshan Wharf, was a building window.

Using the binoculars and binoculars, he captured the entire scene.

The video was soon sent out.

12: 13 PM.

In the fourth masters office at Malang Trading Company.

With a buzz, Chang Zhuxuan's phone vibrated. He glanced at the message but did not click on it directly. Instead, he respectfully handed the phone to Qin Yu.

"Godfather, look."

Chang Zhuxuan said.

"Mm."

Qin Yu nodded.

He clicked on the video with interest.

Even though they were separated by hundreds of meters, they could still hear a dull whistle, the distant lights that illuminated the night, the large transport vehicles that surrounded the Mercedes-Benz, and the ending of the story that ended up in the vast Yangtze River.

Qin Yu seemed to see the young leader struggling in the car at the last moment of his life.