At nine o'clock at night, a sparsely populated town in the old Mexican district.

　　For decades, the old Mexican region has been in a state of civil war, and many places have often been ravaged by war. This town is no exception, having been affected by the flames of war countless times.

　　Most of the houses in the town are dilapidated, and some of the collapsed buildings still bear many bullet holes. Most of the residents here have become accustomed to it. Apart from those who fled, the rest have become numb to the war.

　　Eighteen members of the Sanguang Hui (Three Lights Society) were hiding in a dilapidated tin house in the town. Candles were lit in the room, and the windows were blocked with wooden boards. The door was also tightly locked, keeping the light inside.

　　In the dim candlelight, some of the young men were drinking beer and bragging; some were gathered together playing cards; some were huddled around, watching adult movies on phones without internet. For people of this age, such a life didn't feel like much pressure, and was even a bit carefree.

　　Young and frivolous, they didn't know the meaning of danger.

　　At the same time, in the cleaner room next door, Zheng Guang was lying on a hard wooden plank bed, holding his phone, looking at a photo on the screen.

　　The photo was a screenshot of a live broadcast. It showed a wall with large characters sprayed in red paint: "Sanguang Hui (Three Lights Society) always repays debts! A large number of psychotropic drugs are hidden here!"

　　Zheng Guang frowned, muttering to himself, "What the hell... it's one thing to impersonate me, but the handwriting is so ugly!"

　　A surge of anger rushed to Zheng Guang's head. He didn't know who it was, using the name of the Sanguang Hui (Three Lights Society) to commit all kinds of evil outside, morally corrupt, and mad!

　　Since escaping from the bar, they had been hiding here and had not returned to Dragon City at all. It was impossible for them to have written the words on the wall. Zheng Guang was no great detective, but he could see from the picture that someone was clearly framing the Sanguang Hui (Three Lights Society)! Throwing dirt on their heads!

　　Not very damaging, but extremely humiliating! This almost made Zheng Guang's hemorrhoids burst!

　　Zheng Guang put down his phone, touching his bald head. He felt that this matter was full of oddities. And the explosion at the bar last time was also very strange! Who threw the grenade for no reason?

　　One thing piled on top of another, as if there was an invisible hand pushing him along.

　　"Damn it..."

　　The more Zheng Guang thought about it, the angrier he got. He flipped over and sat up, walked to the table, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and gulped down two mouthfuls.

　　After calming down a bit, Zheng Guang continued to consider the matter in his mind.

　　"Creak!"

　　After thinking for a long time, Zheng Guang sat back down on the wooden bed, smoking a cigarette and picking up a handful of bullets from the box by the bed, pressing them into the magazine one by one.

　　"Click!"

　　After filling it, Zheng Guang put the magazine back, and tucked the gun into his waist, covering it with his clothes.

　　"Bang!"

　　Zheng Guang pushed open the door and left his room. The sound of the door closing attracted the attention of the others in the living room. Everyone looked over at him.

　　Zheng Guang turned his head and shouted at a young man in his twenties, "Xiao Huo (Little Fire), come here, come out with me for a while."

　　"Okay." Xiao Huo (Little Fire) didn't hesitate. He slapped his butt and stood up, walking over quickly.

　　Although he was not old, he was very quick-witted and had been following Zheng Guang for a long time. He could be considered his right-hand man.

　　Zheng Guang instructed the others, "I'm going out to take care of something. All of you stay here honestly, don't run around, and don't make any trouble for me. Even if you go out to take a dump, do it in the dark! Blindly! Lao Lu, you keep an eye on them for me. I'll be back in two or three hours, and then I'll take you all away."

　　"Don't worry, bro!" A slightly older young man nodded.

　　After giving his instructions, Zheng Guang left the tin house with Xiao Huo (Little Fire) and got into a somewhat dilapidated van parked outside.

　　The car hadn't been moved for several days, and it was covered in a lot of dust.

　　Xiao Huo (Little Fire) started the engine and turned to look at Zheng Guang in the back seat, "Bro, where are we going?"

　　Zheng Guang pointed his finger, "Drive forward."

　　Xiao Huo (Little Fire) stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove forward. After a while, the car drove to a street corner. Zheng Guang found a spot with a good view and said, "Stop the car."

　　Xiao Huo (Little Fire) was stunned, "What's wrong, bro?"

　　Zheng Guang urged, "I told you to stop, so stop. You just stay in the car for a while. Remember, no matter what happens outside, don't come out!"

　　Xiao Huo (Little Fire) reacted quickly, turning his head and asking, "Bro, do you suspect there's a..."

　　Zheng Guang frowned and waved his hand to interrupt Xiao Huo (Little Fire), "Never mind that."

　　Xiao Huo (Little Fire) stopped talking, parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the engine and lights, and waited quietly with Zheng Guang.

　　The whole street was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of dogs barking. Several cars drove past from time to time, but not many.

　　About an hour later, the door of the tin house was gently pushed open, and one of Zheng Guang's men, wearing a black t-shirt and a baseball cap, sneaked out. He looked around for a long time, then walked to the intersection and flagged down a passing black car.

　　The car window slowly rolled down, and a black man sat in the car, shouting at the young man in English, "Where to?"

　　The young man said a place name, and the black man held out two fingers, quoting an exorbitant price.

　　Just then, the young man suddenly felt a heavy pat on his back. He turned around abruptly and was stunned to find Zheng Guang standing behind him.

　　Zheng Guang looked at the young man and asked expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"

　　The young man had already recovered and answered without changing his expression, "Nothing... Didn't you leave, bro?"

　　Zheng Guang glanced at him, "I'm waiting for someone. Why did you come out?"

　　The young man looked at Zheng Guang's face, and explained calmly, "I came out to buy something."

　　"Oh." Zheng Guang nodded and suddenly asked, "Do you have your phone with you? Let me use it."

　　"I do!" The young man stared intently at Zheng Guang, while reaching into his pocket.

　　The two men stared at each other, their expressions different.

　　The black car driver behind them was still shouting, "Hey, are you getting in or not?"

　　…

　　At the same time, in the Dragon City All-Systems Bureau compound.

　　Su Tianyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, with his hands behind his back, looking at the brightly lit city streets outside. After thinking for a long time, he turned to Gu Baishun sitting on the sofa next to him and said, "Find someone with good business skills. I want to talk to them."

　　Hearing this, Gu Baishun couldn't help but be stunned and subconsciously asked, "Didn't Tan Mingchao say... he would come to mediate?"

　　Su Tianyu sighed, "Ah... I don't think he can mediate. Let's do it ourselves."

　　Gu Baishun nodded gently when he heard this.