Chapter 240: Even Dogs Are More Perceptive Than You

The ethylene warehouse of Shengsheng Petrochemical is located on Riverside Road in the Nanzhou High‑Tech Zone.

At a glance, the post‑explosion ruins lay silent in the rain; exposed rebar from broken concrete stuck up like fractured ribs.

Last night's residual gunpowder smoke and bloodstains had already been washed clean by the rain.

A police line had also been set up around the ruins.

Jian Sining acted like Lin Dongfan's personal aide, carrying his backpack and holding a large black umbrella for him as they walked toward the ruins.

When the wind blew, a pungent chemical smell hit them.

"This smell…"

Jian Sining instinctively covered her mouth and nose, brows furrowed: "Burning ethylene produces toxic gas, yet they didn't even take the most basic protective measures!"

At that moment Lin Dongfan also caught the irritating odor; he was indeed speechless.

Fortunately, they had prepared in advance.

Lin Dongfan pulled two gas masks with A‑type filter canisters from his backpack, put one on himself and handed the other to Jian Sining: "Just ask if you're convinced—my foresight is god‑like."

"You're awesome."

Jian Sining chuckled and handed the black umbrella to Lin Dongfan.

After putting on the gas masks.

Their voices came out muffled through the masks, and their vision was also obstructed.

Jian Sining took the black umbrella back, gazed at the ruins ahead, and remarked: "Good thing it rained; otherwise the poison gas would be stronger."

"Your experience summary is spot on, but don't bother next time—I'm afraid your chemistry teacher would rage‑quit."

Heavy rain can dissolve some water‑soluble gases, but highly volatile chemicals are hard to fully dissolve in rain at room temperature, such as fat‑soluble substances.

The residual solid or liquid pollutants left after the explosion, when washed by rain into the surroundings, actually spread the contamination, making the situation more complex.

The explosion occurred yesterday afternoon.

From the moment the fire was put out until now, several hours have passed, yet no specialists have come to handle the toxic material at the scene.

These Nanzhou bureaucrats are truly outrageous!

Lin Dongfan couldn't help cursing: "That Zhao Lianyue of the Nanzhou High‑Tech Zone Management Committee is also a huge idiot. After such a big incident on his own turf, he doesn't even step forward to cover it up."

"Maybe they're not stupid, just following orders," Jian Sining speculated offhand: "Gao Lu would love for more people to die so she can pin the blame on Li Chunyan and get him sentenced to death."

"With me around, trying to kill Li Chunyan won't be that easy."

Saying this, Lin Dongfan lifted his leg to cross the police line.

Not far off came a loud shout: "Halt!"

From the guard booth emerged five security guards in black raincoats, charging forward aggressively. Their leader was security captain Ma Biao, wielding a rubber baton.

Judging by their bearing, they used to be idle loafers on the streets.

Lin Dongfan narrowed his eyes, stern: "What do you want?"

"I should be asking you that," Ma Biao snapped, pointing at the line: "This is an accident scene—what are you doing here? Are you blind? You can't even see the police line!"

Lin Dongfan flashed his ID: "Anti‑Corruption Bureau investigation."

"I don't care what bureau you are!"

Ma Biao didn't even glance at Lin Dongfan's ID.

He flicked his hand angrily.

He glared at Lin Dongfan with big bull‑eyes: "General Manager Gao said no one may enter without her order—get lost if you don't want a broken leg!"

"General Manager Gao?"

From inside his mask came Lin Dongfan's muffled voice: "Gao Lu is just a businessman; when did she ever get to call the shots on such a massive blast?"

"Well, you've got a big mouth."

Ma Biao grinned, revealing a big yellow tooth stained with smoke: "Do you even know what surname the biggest official in Nanzhou has?"

Before Lin Dongfan could reply.

Jian Sining could take no more and stepped forward: "Watch your mouth!"

"Hey, this little lady still has a fiery temper." Ma Biao leered at Jian Sining's figure, then suddenly reached to snatch her gas mask: "Let big brother see how clean you are……"

"You don't want your hand anymore?"

Lin Dongfan angrily seized Ma Biao's wrist,

with the force of a street‑fighter boxer, instantly twisted Ma Biao's face: "Damn! You're tired of living? Let go, old man!"

He pulled his hand back, but couldn't shake off Lin Dongfan's grip.

He immediately swung his rubber baton with his left hand aiming for Lin Dongfan's head, but was a bit slow; as he raised the baton, Jian Sining's right foot had already kicked his crotch.

"Oh—!"

A muffled cry of pain intertwined with the rain.

Seeing Ma Biao in pain, legs clenched, body half‑crouched, the five of them twisted into a heap, their attack power dropping to zero in an instant—Lin Dongfan also broke out in a black line of sweat.

Who would have thought the usually harmless junior sister was also a tough character.

That kick was dead‑on accurate!

With Ma Biao down, the four other guards immediately shouted angry curses and swarmed forward like a horde, the heavy rain unable to dampen their reckless zeal.

They were indeed reckless.

They charged without even knowing who they were fighting, and ended up not even touching Jian Sining's clothes—Lin Dongfan had already pummeled them, either landing a blow to the cheek or stamping a big footprint on their abdomen.

The whole thing took less than four seconds.

All four lay in the rain, unable to get up.

Ma Biao bellowed at the top of his lungs: "Does it really hurt that much? Get up, all of you, and kill him! Damn, how can so many people not take down one guy?!"

The four guards still lay on the ground, each face showing their pain.

From the moment the fight began, Lin Dongfan had already stepped out of the black umbrella rain's shelter; in that instant, his whole body was soaked.

But compared to the joy of fighting,

What's getting wet in the rain?

Lin Dongfan stared at Ma Biao, whose legs were crossed in an X, and said, "You're shouting so arrogantly—tell me, are you trying to use that trouble‑seeking face of yours to shake down my fist?"

Damn!

The rain grew heavier, blurring Ma Biao's vision.

Ma Biao wiped rain from his face, then snarled at Lin Dongfan in the downpour: "You can fight, huh? If you've got the guts, kill me! If you can't kill me today, just wait and see how I'll kill you! Or else, you little bastard who just kicked me—I'll rape you first and not kill you! After I'm done, I'll let my brothers have a go—you guys wait!"

As he spoke, Ma Biao gave Jian Si Ning a vicious glare, an evil cold smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Although Jian Si Ning despised Ma Biao's ugly mug, seeing Lin Dongfan clench his fists in anger made her heart skip a beat, worried he might really beat that bastard to death with one punch.

In a panic,

Jian Si Ning lightly tugged Lin Dongfan's clothes, shook her head and urged: "Senior brother, don't be impulsive—this kind of scum isn't worth going to war over…"

"He's mentally raping you—how can I just stand by?"

Before his words even finished, Lin Dongfan had already taken off his gas mask.

In the next second he unleashed the Eight Extremes Fist's devastating close‑quarters move—Iron Mountain Lean! With the speed of thunder before one can cover their ears, he slammed his chest into Ma Biao's, sending the latter flying ten or so meters.

A muffled grunt traced a miserable arc through the pouring rain.