"This is a golden opportunity. It's better to end it now than to suffer a long, drawn-out pain. Once Huo Wenyao is completely finished, this problem will naturally be solved. After a while, who will even remember such a lowly undercover agent? Heh..."

"I still maintain that as long as Huo Wenyao is not eliminated, the port will never have peace."

With differing stances, a heated debate naturally ensued, with neither side willing to concede. Soon, the meeting resembled a bustling marketplace, with spittle flying everywhere.

"Now that Huo Wenyao is known as a city hero, his actions have far-reaching consequences. If we were to actually eliminate Huo Wenyao, the citizens of the port would surely turn upside down."

"That's all bullshit. Huo Wenyao is the biggest troublemaker. Only by getting rid of him can we have a better life."

"Tsim Sha Tsui, as the most prosperous area of ​​our port, used to be a crime haven. There were always fights and disputes that couldn't be dealt with every day. After Fok Man-yiu came and took over Tsim Sha Tsui, the situation improved. If we really take down Fok Man-yiu, are we going to let Tsim Sha Tsui return to its previous chaotic state?"

"You're just making excuses and downplaying the main issue. Do you think we can't manage Tsim Sha Tsui except for Fok Man-yiu? Just deploy the special forces and suppress anyone who dares to cause trouble with force."

……

Watching everyone chatter away like old folks haggling at a market, the foreign section chief got a headache coming on. He slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and roared angrily:

"What are you all arguing about? What do you think this is? Look at the state of yourselves. I'm ashamed of you. Pick yourselves up and save face."

Seeing that the section chief was furious, everyone dared not utter a sound, remaining silent as if trembling with fear, afraid that the section chief would take his anger out on them, and they all lowered their heads.

The foreign director looked around and shook his head in disappointment. These guys in front of him really didn't understand the local customs of the port. They didn't use their brains and just wanted to suppress everything with force.

These people are the real high-ranking officers of the Hong Kong Police Force. The lowest rank is Chief Superintendent. Even Senior Superintendents are not qualified to participate in the meeting. The higher ranks are Senior Assistant Commissioner and Assistant Commissioner.

“I have made my decision. I will release Huo Wenyao. Ma Jun is no longer suitable to serve as the head of the Major Crime Unit of Mong Kok Police Station. He will be transferred to the Islands District.”

With the foreign director's order given, the dispute came to an end, and no one dared to utter a word in rebuttal.

In the end, the foreign commissioner decided to let Fok Man-yiu go. In his mind, Fok Man-yiu's existence did not pose much of a threat, but he was able to manage the most prosperous area of ​​Tsim Sha Tsui very well and restore social harmony and stability, which was something that even the police had a hard time doing.

Therefore, the foreign commissioner felt that Huo Wenyao still had considerable value. Sacrificing a senior inspector was insignificant, but it would ensure the stability of his own position, and even allow him to enter the core of the government.

The foreign section chief, nicknamed "359," was furious, but he was still a step too late.

The scene fell silent; even those who were dissatisfied dared not utter a word of rebuttal.

Meanwhile, the foreign director secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was under considerable pressure, as his superiors had given him a strict order to restore stability to Tsim Sha Tsui and not to affect the port government's financial revenue.

The meeting has now come to a close, and this hurdle has been overcome.

Just as the foreign commissioner was about to adjourn the meeting, a chief superintendent opened the door and walked in, immediately drawing everyone's attention with puzzled expressions.

This situation wouldn't normally occur unless it's an emergency; they just barged in, so it looks like something serious has happened.

As expected, the first words spoken by the chief superintendent upon entering caused everyone's expression to change.

"Something terrible has happened..."

Upon hearing this, the foreign section chief felt a chill run down his spine, sensing something was wrong, and hurriedly pressed for an answer:

"What's the matter that you're in such a panic?!"

The chief superintendent stammered, unsure of what to say, so he simply said loudly, "You'll see when you go."

The bigwigs present couldn't sit still any longer. Dressed all in white shirts, they all rushed out in a swarm, leaving the foreign section chief behind.

To maintain his composure and authority, the foreign section chief was the last to leave, but he was getting anxious. If something went wrong, he would be the first to be held accountable and would be held responsible, so he couldn't help but worry.

Because of the meeting system, all the senior police officers had handed over their mobile phones to others for safekeeping, so they were unaware of what was happening outside.

In an ordinary office at the police station, a group of police officers, whose highest rank was no more than a probationary superintendent, were all gathered in front of the television, watching the latest news.

The news broadcast on television made the police officers gasp and their expressions turn quite interesting.

At the same time, a group of police chiefs in white shirts arrived at the office door, leaving the junior officers stunned.

They all stood at attention, but the big shots were only interested in the news and gathered around the television. When they saw the news, their expressions became just as varied as those of the junior police officers.

After a while, a chorus of curses erupted.

"What is Ma Jun up to? He arrested people without even investigating the matter properly. This is making the citizens criticize us behind our backs."

"Now this matter has completely exploded, and it's become quite troublesome. After the previous incidents, the public already had little trust in us, and now it's even worse; there's no way to wash it off now."

"That damned Ma Jun, why did you have to provoke Huo Wenyao, that jinx? Now you're in such a passive position, and you might have to bleed money again this time."

"Huo Wenyao is no pushover. He's ripped off our police department multiple times before. I suspect this is another trap he set for us, and that stupid Ma Jun fell for it."

"Sigh, be prepared for a huge hemorrhage. Huo Wenyao won't be kind if he seizes this opportunity; he might make some outrageous demands."

Everyone knew perfectly well that this news was Huo Wenyao's backup plan, designed to be released suddenly when things reached their peak, in order to gain maximum attention and reap the greatest benefits.

At this moment, all these big shots hated Ma Jun to the core. They had just had differing opinions, but now they all turned their anger towards Ma Jun. The junior police officers were all silently mourning for Ma Jun in their hearts.

The television was showing footage of Lian Haodong and his gang selling heroin at the Night Owl Bar, and there was also an audio recording.

When the foreign director saw it, he was so angry that he jumped up and down, cursing Ma Jun's ancestors. It's no wonder he was so angry. He still vividly remembered the manager who was ripped off by Huo Wenyao last time, but he never expected to experience such a nightmare again.

The decision he had just made hadn't even been implemented yet, and he hadn't expected to be a step too late, finding himself in such a passive situation. He could already imagine being severely reprimanded by his superiors.

Anyone with eyes could see that Ma Jun was deliberately framing Huo Wenyao. The scandal involving Ji Shaoqun hadn't been over for long, but unexpectedly, the same thing happened again, infuriating the foreign director.

He made up his mind to thoroughly clean up the police force and ensure that there would never be another black sheep like Ma Jun. If this happened a few more times, his heart really wouldn't be able to take it.

When Lian Haodong's case was exposed, public opinion was completely ignited. Unlike before, this time the citizens of the port city overwhelmingly supported Huo Wenyao and began to criticize the port police force. They were furious that the police had repeatedly framed the city's hero.

Huo Wenyao has done so much for them and worked so hard to create a harmonious environment for the citizens of Tsim Sha Tsui, but it has been destroyed just like that. The citizens have all begun to criticize Ma Jun and the police force.

Lian Haodong of 360 has been implicated; Ma Jun is finished.

"Brother Dong, do you think Huo Wenyao is an idiot? Why would he give up such a profitable business to go and make buses? What's the use of those things? They're just free money for those bastards."

"That Huo Wenyao is simply ungrateful. Our Brother Dong kindly asked him to talk business, and he actually dared to refuse. He's a bastard who wouldn't make money when he can."

"There's so much money to be made in Tsim Sha Tsui, much more than in other places. It's a pity we can only do it secretly, we can't let Fok Man-yiu find out. I heard that guy hates heroin the most."

"Don't worry, how could that idiot Huo Wenyao possibly know that I'm selling heroin in his place? There are lookouts outside, so we'll just run away when things get serious. Besides, even if the police catch us, we can just blame it on Huo Wenyao. After all, it's his place, hahaha."

"Dong-ge is really smart. We've made more money in this period than we have in the previous several years. I love this place so much. If it weren't for that bastard Huo Wenyao blocking our way, we could definitely have grown bigger and stronger. Then we'd see who in the gang would dare to look down on us."

Lian Haodong had several glamorous girls in his arms, a smug and dissolute smile on his face. His henchmen were also surrounded by women, their faces full of fawning smiles as they looked at Lian Haodong.

A large amount of banknotes and some white flour were also placed on the table, which were quite conspicuous.

The camera angle was very discreet, and it was immediately obvious that the video was taken secretly. However, the footage was very clear, and the conversation could be heard very clearly.

The release of this video caused a huge uproar, sweeping across the entire port. Those who had previously taken advantage of Fok Man-yiu's misfortune were now speechless, and the tide of public opinion was completely turned.

Whether on the street, in office buildings, in people's homes, or in restaurants, everyone is talking about this.

"What did I tell you? It's the same as the Ji Shaoqun incident last time. Do these police officers always want to cause trouble for us citizens who can't live peaceful lives?"

"These people are too dirty-minded. This Lian Haodong is supposedly the second-in-command of the Zhongxinyi Society. He wanted to cooperate with Huo Wenyao but failed, so he secretly sold drugs in Tsim Sha Tsui. When the truth came out, he even tried to pin the blame on Huo Wenyao. It's utterly shameless."

"What's even more hateful is Ma Jun, who convicted Huo Wenyao without distinguishing right from wrong. It's even possible that he's colluding with Lian Haodong to put on a show for us, with the aim of framing our city's hero."

“We who live in Tsim Sha Tsui are in a terrible situation. We can’t go home now and are temporarily staying with relatives. Those who have nowhere to go are hiding at home in fear. We haven’t had a few days of peace before we have to go back to the miserable life we ​​used to live.”

During this period, Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing set up a presence in Tsim Sha Tsui, causing widespread resentment and hardship among the residents. In the past, during times of chaos, people would fight each other in broad daylight, leaving them with no sense of security.

Since Huo Wenyao arrived, he has driven out all the thugs, allowing the residents of Tsim Sha Tsui to live a peaceful life. He has also established a security company with excellent benefits, and many men from various families have joined the Peace Security Company and are now living a good life.

But his good days didn't last long. Huo Wenyao was arrested, and Tsim Sha Tsui returned to its previous chaotic state, with fighting and killing taking place on the streets every day, disrupting the normal lives of the residents.

Now that the truth has finally come out, citizens are demanding the immediate release of Fok Man-yiu and an explanation from the Hong Kong Police Force, because Ma Jun's actions have caused enormous losses, especially for residents of Tsim Sha Tsui, who are now hiding at home, afraid to go out for fear of being harmed.

Meanwhile, the main entrance of Mong Kok Police Station was completely blocked by angry citizens who shouted for the release of Fok Man-yiu and demanded that Ma Jun personally come out to apologize and resign, otherwise they would cause trouble at the police station.

Hiding inside the police station, Ma Jun was covered in cold sweat and didn't know what to do. He glanced at Huo Wenyao, who was sitting calmly across from him, and felt a burning hatred in his eyes, but he dared not do anything.

Not long ago, he learned of the decision made at the high-level meeting: to release Huo Wenyao and demote him to guard the pond. Upon hearing this news, Ma Jun was furious. The higher-ups had actually abandoned him for the sake of Huo Wenyao, and he couldn't do anything about it.

Just when Ma Jun was about to resign himself to his fate, things took another turn. When he saw the news, his blood rushed to his head, and he thought to himself, "It's all over."

He finally understood what Lian Haodong meant. From beginning to end, he had been led by the nose by Huo Wenyao and had fallen into the trap he had set, while Huo Wenyao was still gloating. He was really no different from a clown.

"Officer Ma, how was the surprise? Not bad, right? I told you before, it's easy to invite a god in, but hard to send him away, haha..."

Hearing Huo Wenyao's mocking words, Ma Jun's face turned extremely ugly. It seemed Huo Wenyao had no intention of letting things go peacefully. If Huo Wenyao persisted, Ma Jun wouldn't even have the chance to guard the pond.

"361" Ma Jun

"Huo Wenyao, what do you want?"

Ma Jun glared angrily at Huo Wenyao and questioned him sharply.

“Officer Ma, what makes you say that? You’ve been targeting me all along, and I was just forced to retaliate.”

Huo Wenyao's smile grew even wider, and the mockery in his eyes was undisguised. Seeing Huo Wenyao's expression, Ma Jun was so angry that he almost cursed.

He now realized that it was all a trap set by Huo Wenyao, but it was too late to undo it.

This time, he not only lost both his wife and his army, but in serious cases, his police career could also be over, a consequence he could not bear.

The police department's senior management has already decided to abandon him, as can be seen from the outcome of the previous meeting. Now, Ma Jun is thinking about ways to protect himself.

"I think we can talk..."

"Hahahaha, doesn't Inspector Ma find this ridiculous? I've gone to so much trouble, and you think you can just let it go so easily? Do you think I, Huo Wenyao, am one of those petty thugs?"

Ma Jun had no choice but to lower his stance, only to be met with Huo Wenyao's merciless ridicule.

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