Hong Kong film: The Ni family tycoon, who kills people and then amasses an army.

However, Li Zicheng then noticed the other people in the office. His gaze swept across the room and finally landed on Ni Yongyao, who was sitting in the boss's chair.

"Who is this?"

Li Zicheng asked.

"Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Ni from Hong Kong Island."

Ding Qing said.

Upon hearing Ding Qing's introduction, Li Zicheng finally realized what was happening, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes. He wondered why Ni Yongyao would be at the Peninsula.

“Mr. Ni, it’s nice to meet you. I am Li Zicheng, and my position at Kinmen Group is Business Director.”

Li Zicheng walked up to Ni Yongyao, bowed and greeted him, showing great respect.

Regardless of how puzzled Li Zicheng was by Ni Yongyao's sudden arrival in the peninsula, the proper etiquette could not be neglected, especially in a place like the peninsula with its many rules.

"Li Zicheng, besides being a business director, you have another job. Tell me about it."

Ni Yongyao said.

"Mr. Ni, I don't understand what you mean..."

Li Zicheng looked confused, unable to understand what Ni Yongyao meant by suddenly saying that.

"not understand?"

Ni Yongyao casually tossed a document onto his desk and said, "Take a look at these first."

Li Zicheng glanced at the document, then turned to look at Ding Qing. He couldn't see any expression on the latter's face. It was only then that Li Zicheng finally sensed something was wrong.

The atmosphere was tense from the moment he entered the office.

Li Zicheng stepped forward, picked up the document, and began to look through it.

But as soon as he opened the first page, Li Zicheng froze on the spot, his whole body stiff as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The document clearly records Li Zicheng's identity information within the police force, detailing everything from his entry into the force to his undercover work for the Kinmen Group.

Upon seeing this, Li Zicheng's suit was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe them away.

At this moment, fear had enveloped Li Zicheng, rendering him unable to make any move.

Lee Ja-sung has fought his way up from the streets to the present day, and he has killed countless enemies with his own hands. Therefore, he knows very well how the Kinmen Group treats internal traitors. They always eliminate them completely to prevent future troubles.

Lee Ja-sung himself had interrogated several moles, and in the end, those people were all filled with cement and thrown into the sea.

Back then, Lee Ja-sung only lamented the impermanence of life, but now that the situation has come to his own, it's not so easy.

"Brother, you've kept this from me for so many years, it's been so painful."

Ding Qing patted Li Zicheng on the shoulder and said.

This action would normally be normal, but it genuinely startled Li Zicheng, who thought Ding Qing was about to attack him.

"Why are you so timid?"

Seeing Li Zicheng's reaction, Ding Qing grinned and said, "You're really not cut out to be an undercover agent; your mental fortitude is too weak."

Lee Ja-sung opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

Just when Li Zicheng thought he was doomed to die today, Ni Yongyao slowly said, "Li Zicheng, originally I wanted to just kill you and end it all."

However, Ding Qing said that you have been brothers for more than ten years and pleaded for you.

I'll give you a choice.

"Will you choose to continue assisting Ding Qing, or remain loyal to the police force?"

Ni Yongyao asked.

"I……"

Faced with Ni Yongyao's question, Li Zicheng was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. He hadn't expected to have another choice.

"Don't be stupid!"

Ding Qing reminded him from the side.

In fact, Li Zicheng already had the answer in his heart about what to choose.

Whether for his wife and unborn son, or for his own safety, Li Zicheng would not choose to remain loyal to the police force.

Not to mention that he had long been tired of his undercover career, and the indifference shown by Chief Jiang and others towards him, who didn't care about his life or death, made Li Zicheng completely disgusted with the police force.

Li Zicheng had always wanted to leave the police force, but he just hadn't found the opportunity. Now, facing Ni Yongyao, he immediately said without hesitation, "I will continue to assist you, brother!"

Hearing this answer, Ding Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good, congratulations on making the right choice."

A playful smile appeared on Ni Yongyao's lips as he clapped his hands and said.

“Mr. Ni, there are three people in the police force who know my identity: Song Meina, the Go teacher at the Go Academy, who is my contact person; Section Chief Jiang; and Director Gao.”

In addition, my file is stored in the police force's internal database.

Li Zicheng said with a frown.

After choosing to give up his undercover identity, Lee Ja-sung felt relieved, but he also needed to consider how to deal with the hidden dangers he carried.

If Li Zicheng's identity is exposed, the Jinmen Group will never let him go, and even Ding Qing's pleas will be useless.

"Since we're no longer undercover agents, let's solve these problems using the gang's methods."

I'll have a hacker delete your file from the police database. As for those three people who knew about it, you'll have to deal with them yourself.

Ni Yongyao said calmly.

Only then did Li Zicheng realize where Ni Yongyao had gotten his file from—he had hacked into the police database. At the same time, a chill ran down his spine; he never imagined that Ni Yongyao could so easily obtain the police force's most confidential information.

And from beginning to end, no one noticed this.

"Mr. Ni, what do you mean?"

Li Zicheng asked.

Ni Yongyao smoked his cigar without saying a word, while Ding Qing made a throat-slitting gesture.

Li Zicheng nodded, understanding that the safest way to eliminate any future worries was to kill Section Chief Jiang and the other two.

Moreover, this matter cannot be delayed, otherwise, if one of the three reveals Li Zicheng's identity, there will be more trouble later.

Now that Li Zicheng has chosen to stand on Ding Qing's side, he naturally won't care about past feelings and immediately decides to take action against the three of them.

Despite his usual polite demeanor, Lee Ja-sung is ruthless more than anyone else when it comes to bloodshed.

"Brother, I need to mobilize a group of people."

Li Zicheng looked at Ding Qing and said.

"Use everyone you want, and get rid of them as soon as possible."

Ding Qing patted Li Zicheng on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Those guys are just using you. Remember, don't hold back."

"I see."

Li Zicheng said.

Ding Qing glanced at Mike, feeling a pang of regret. If Mike could have taken action, dealing with Section Chief Jiang and his two companions would have been much easier. With Mike's abilities, it would have been a piece of cake.

……

Chess Academy.

Seven or eight vans stopped near the chess academy. The doors opened, and dozens of thugs got out, all of them masked and holding sharp knives.

"on!"

"It was ordered by a junior leader."

Immediately, everyone reached the edge of the chess academy's wall, nimbly forming a human ladder to climb over it.

Inside the chess academy, Song Meina was sitting in front of her computer, reviewing the information Li Zicheng had given her.

Just then, the monitoring alarm suddenly went off.

Song Meina was startled. The surveillance cameras had never been triggered since they were installed a few years ago. She immediately stopped what she was doing and looked at the monitor screen.

Dozens of people had already climbed into the courtyard and surrounded the chess academy.

Seeing this, Song Meina's heart sank to the bottom.

However, after a brief moment of distraction, Song Meina immediately opened her handbag and pulled out a revolver.

This gun was given to Song Meina by Section Chief Jiang when she first became a liaison officer, so that she could protect herself in critical moments.

However, nothing happened over the years, and Song Meina's nerves had long since relaxed.

"Only six bullets left, damn it, they have too many of them..."

Song Meina opened the revolver's magazine and saw it filled with six bullets, but compared to the dozens of thugs outside, those six bullets were utterly useless.

Don't even mention that Song Meina can't hit the bullseye every time; even if she could, at most she'd just be dragging six thugs down with her.

Thinking of this, a look of despair appeared in Song Meina's heart. She never thought that this day would come.

At this moment, a thug quietly crept to the door, took out lock-picking tools from his pocket, and started fiddling with the keyhole.