Is it over? No! It's just beginning.

Hearing this, Mo Ruxian waved his hands repeatedly, “Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue. Minister, let's hurry up and clean the scene.”

Seeing his nervousness, Brother Dao laughed dumbly, said no more, and waved for people to load the corpses onto the vehicles.

“Hurry up, or it will be dawn soon. What will the neighbors think of us if they see this scene?”

“The Minister is right. We are here to help them clean up trash, not to commit slaughter.”

“Hydra is the best. We handle both the killing and the burying.”

Mo Ruxian's mouth couldn't help but twitch upon hearing what everyone said. Good heavens, they were trying to have their cake and eat it too!

But so what? Heroes are judged by success or failure. Whoever wins writes history.

If I win, I can call you terrorists. Who told you that you couldn't resist?

Large numbers of corpses were loaded onto the vehicles. Even so, all the vehicles had to make two round trips.

After the corpses were moved, a few members somehow acquired several water trucks and thoughtfully washed the street.

Bloody water flowed into the sewers, containing traces of minced flesh—the handiwork of the heavy machine guns.

The sudden dinner caused the rats in the sewers to rejoice wildly.

Only after everything was cleaned up did Brother Dao lead everyone away from the area.

That night, gunshots echoed throughout the city one after another. That night, the Scorpion Gang was annihilated, and the Enforcers suffered countless casualties.

The next morning, sunlight shone upon the land, and the streets of the entire city were deserted.

They had truly been scared witless the previous night. Who knew if the firefight between the Scorpion Gang and Hydra had ended? If they went out now and were mistaken for enemies, wouldn't that be a grave injustice?

Of course, some braver individuals first opened their doors. The quiet outside reassured them somewhat; at least the gunshots were no longer ringing out incessantly like New Year's firecrackers, as they had been last night.

Inside a small three-story attic, a middle-aged man peeked outside, then cautiously stepped onto the street. His first sensation was quiet—utter quiet.

There wasn't even a single car on the street, let alone pedestrians.

“Strange, why is there a faint metallic, rusty smell?”

The man sniffed the scent lingering in the air and couldn't help but frown.

“Hey, Old Wang, what's the situation now?”

Just then, a woman quietly called out to the man from the window of the house next door.

She seemed to want to understand the current situation from him, illustrating how terrified they had been yesterday.

“It's fine now, come out. The gunfire was so intense last night, but it stopped around midnight. It should be over.”

Hearing this, the woman finally gathered her courage and emerged from the house.

Where there is one, there will be two; soon, more people started appearing on the street.

Nine o'clock in the morning!

The entire city began to return to normal, but people were still anxious, afraid that something like last night might suddenly happen again, leaving them nowhere to hide.

Inside a noodle shop!

“Sigh, the Scorpion Gang's firefight exhausted us. I heard quite a few innocent people were affected.”

“Tell me about it. The father and son next door to me were killed by an explosion. You wouldn't believe how scared I was then.”

The man cautiously glanced around, then whispered, “You definitely won't guess who killed that father and son.”

“Do we even need to guess? It must be those Enforcers.”

“Damn, how did you know?”

“Heh, given how cautiously you're trying to build suspense, it couldn't have been the Scorpion Gang or Hydra. Besides those two, who else is left but the Enforcers?”

“Come on, brother, can you stop being so smart? You're making me look dumb!”

“Speaking of which, now that it's over, who won in the end? Hydra or the Scorpion Gang?”

“I actually hope it was Hydra. We all know the Scorpion Gang's style—they're no different from local thugs. Hydra, on the other hand, is a bit different; they're more disciplined.”

“That's true, but can Hydra really beat the Scorpion Gang? Don't forget, they are backed by the Enforcers. No matter how strong Hydra is, they can't possibly oppose the entire Law Enforcement Bureau, right?”

“Hey, you're mistaken. You don't know this, but I heard that Hydra has an extraordinary background. I heard from a friend in a neighboring country that Hydra's presence is found in several surrounding nations. This is clearly an extremely massive organization, and the final outcome might be something we never expected.”

“Ah, why bother worrying about it? As long as it doesn't affect our lives anymore, that's fine. Boss, I'll have a bowl of beef noodles—no beef, extra noodles, extra scallions, extra cilantro, and extra salt.”

The crowd was reluctant to discuss yesterday's events further. However, an explosive piece of news soon spread throughout the city.

That was: Kai Mingzhi and the city's top leader were dead, having died inside their own office.

The most unbelievable part was that their cause of death was officially ruled as suicide due to fear of punishment, and an Edict of Self-Blame written in blood was found beside them.

As soon as this news broke, the entire city was astonished.

You must know, these two were not minor figures. Suicide out of fear of punishment?

They didn't believe it, but regardless, they all cheered the outcome.

Kai Mingzhi was the Scorpion Gang's biggest backer. His death was enough to prove that Hydra had won the fight last night.

Meanwhile, the city's second-in-command smoothly took the top seat, thanks to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s operations.

Even Kai Mingzhi's position was replaced by someone from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Hydra's reckless actions naturally enraged Vietnam's Center of Power. So many Enforcers died, and even the top leader was killed—wasn't that a blatant slap in their face?

If they didn't retaliate, how would others view them? People would gossip behind their backs, saying that Vietnam was afraid of a dark force?

If that rumor spread, where would they put their faces?

The Center of Power!

Bang!

The man sitting in the main seat slammed his hand on the table, filled with rage.

“This is outrageous! Hydra is challenging our authority. They must be purged from Vietnam.”

“Exactly. Otherwise, outsiders will think we are afraid of a dark force. Kai Mingzhi was a piece of trash; he couldn't even handle this small matter.”

“It won't be easy to get rid of Hydra. Relying solely on the Law Enforcement Bureau is unlikely. How about sending in the Military?”

As soon as he said this, everyone looked towards Lieutenant General Mu. Dressed in his military uniform, he sat calmly in his chair, showing no concern, but rather a hint of leisure.

Seeing this, the person in the main seat spoke up, “Lieutenant General Mu, when you return, send troops to suppress Hydra. Driving them out of Vietnam is also an option.”

What caught everyone off guard was that upon hearing this order, Lieutenant General Mu showed no intention of accepting it, saying carelessly, “Don't involve our Military Department. You might be able to lose face, but I cannot.”

If it were just that, the others might still have understood, but Lieutenant General Mu's subsequent words made everyone gasp.

The man suddenly stood up and said nonchalantly, “Incompetent people sitting in high positions will only drag all of us into the abyss.

I think some people should voluntarily step down. Don't occupy the latrine without relieving yourself.

The vast Law Enforcement Bureau can't even deal with one Hydra, requiring our Military Department to intervene. Then that Director should retire.

I'm done speaking. If there's nothing else, I'll return to the Military Region now. I don't have time to chat with you about trivial matters.”

After saying this, he ignored the shocked gazes of the crowd and walked straight out.

The entire Conference Hall immediately fell silent. Everyone was so stunned by Lieutenant General Mu's words that they dared not breathe.

Is this guy crazy?