After hanging up the phone, Luo Zheng contained his anger and informed everyone of the situation. Upon hearing this, everyone was furious, their faces cold and silent. Luo Zheng didn't know what to say for a moment and began to ponder. The opponent had planted a bomb in the underground basement and set flammable agents, which clearly indicated that the Sanhe Martial Arts Hall had important, unspeakable things. Once things went wrong, they would be destroyed by fire. Unfortunately, nothing could be salvaged amidst the conflagration.
"Such a great fire, it burned everything clean without leaving a trace. Even if we captured some hostages, without sufficient evidence, there would be nothing we could do. At least Sam Country and Japan can wash their hands off cleanly," Hong Meihua said coldly, her face sullen, her pretty brows tightly knit, and she looked extremely angry.
