Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

A month later.

Hong Kong newspapers have been filled with the same news for the past two days—a major reshuffle at the top of the police force, with Andy Lau being appointed as a detective chief.

Andy Lau, once a small-time hoodlum who was chased and hacked down in the street, a scoundrel who was almost killed by a lousy thug in an alley, and a boy who was taught a lesson by Lin Tian with an axe pointed at his nose.

He became a detective, Detective Lei Luo.

Lin Tian put down the newspaper, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

Andy Lau is indeed the protagonist. He has no parents, and I've given him a three-year promise buff.

It seems that Andy Lau will be coming to find him soon. With his current power, he should be able to easily find out that the person who belittled him on the mountaintop was him.

But so what?

Power was worthless to him; Hong Kong was just a tiny place, and he was just a detective, or a police chief.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he'd become a police inspector.

Lin Tian picked up the juice on the table, took a sip, and looked out the window at the sunshine. The weather in Hong Kong was great; the sky was blue and the clouds were white.

Every day, countless stories unfold under the skies of this city.

He was both an observer and a participant in these stories.

At the same time, in the police station, Wah-jai sat in his office leather chair, with reports spread out in front of him.

He was wearing a police uniform, the stars on his epaulets gleaming under the lights. His face looked much more mature than it had a few months ago, and his eyes were sharper.

Since following Chow Yun-fat, he climbed the ranks. Amidst the turmoil within the Hong Kong Police Force, he seized the opportunity and used some underhanded tactics to become a detective.

Detective Lei Luo, who is worth five hundred million.

Andy Lau gently stroked the police badge. Lei Luo, this was a new name he had chosen; it was his new beginning.

Now, his name is Lei Luo.

It's not a rotten Andy Lau.

There was a knock on the door, and a young police officer poked his head in: "Detective Lei Luo, the Flying Tigers captain is here."

"Let him in."

Stephen Chow walked in, dressed in casual clothes, his face somewhat pale; he had not yet fully recovered.

The last battle with the android Xiaohu was too severe; he almost died. He temporarily lost his ability to transform, but his mental abilities remain.

People in the underworld call that a special ability.

"Senior brother," Zhou Xingxing saluted.

Andy Lau nodded, gesturing for him to sit down: "Junior brother, how's your injury?"

Stephen Chow shook his head: "Same as always, recovery is very slow."

He sat down in the chair, looked at Andy Lau, and hesitated to speak.

Andy Lau poured him a cup of tea: "Just say what's on your mind, don't be so polite with me."

Stephen Chow took the teacup, took a sip, and put it down.

"Senior brother, your first task upon taking office is to bring the situation in Hong Kong under control, but as you can see from the state of security in Hong Kong now, it's too chaotic."

Andy Lau nodded.

Of course he knew that he read the plainclothes police reports every day, and that those triads were becoming increasingly outrageous, especially Hung Hing and Sun Wo Luen Shing, who were directly carrying guns on guard duty.

Hung Hing has Leung Kwan, and Sun Wo Luen Shing has Big D. Both of them have extraordinary abilities to help them. Hung Hing's army has special abilities that are no less than Stephen Chow's.

"What do you think of Dajun?" Hua asked.

Stephen Chow's face darkened: "I've played against him before, and I almost fell for his trick at the card table last time."

His special abilities are no less than mine, and it's said he's not the most powerful in Hung Hing.

Andy Lau frowned: "Is there anyone more skilled than him?"

Stephen Chow smiled wryly: "I'm not sure either, but that's what the Hung Hing people are saying. They also say that there's an even more mysterious figure behind Hung Hing, and no one has ever seen his true face."

Senior brother, the situation is very unfavorable for us. The enemy has extraordinary abilities, while we...

He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.

They only have one Stephen Chow on their side, and he's a weakened version.

Uncle Da walked in from outside, carrying two lunch boxes in his hands, with a smile on his face.

"Son, Andy Lau, dinner's ready."

Uncle Da placed the lunchboxes on the table and opened them. One box contained char siu rice, and the other contained roast goose rice. The aroma was irresistible.

Stephen Chow looked at the lunchbox but didn't touch his chopsticks, and Uncle Da's smile began to falter.

Andy Lau picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of roast goose, and put it in his mouth, chewing: "Uncle Tat's cooking is still so good."

Uncle Da laughed again: "Wah Jai, it's good that you like to eat it, it's good that you like to eat it. Remember when we..."

Stephen Chow sighed, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating.

He didn't want his father to worry; Uncle Da was getting old.

After learning about his injury, she cooked soup for him every day and prepared various delicious dishes for him.

"Dad, don't bother, I'm fine."

"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright." Uncle Da rubbed his hands together, his smile complicated.

After finishing the roast goose, Andy Lau put down his chopsticks.

He looked out the window; the sun was shining brightly outside, warming his heart.

"Junior brother, you just said that there are even more powerful figures in Hung Hing. What are your thoughts on that?"

Stephen Chow was silent for a moment: "I want to infiltrate their ranks first, learn about their methods, and then make my move."

Andy Lau looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

Stephen Chow swallowed the food in his mouth: "Da Jun has a very high status in Hung Hing, and is a guest of honor of Liang Kun."

If we can get close to him, we might be able to extract some information from him.

But given my current appearance, he knows me, and approaching me rashly would only arouse suspicion.

Uncle Da chimed in from the side, "Son, don't be discouraged. I believe you can recover."

Stephen Chow shook his head; his family knew his own situation.

In the battle between him as Grandma Huang and the android Little Tiger, although he was eventually melted by a giant microwave oven, was that really the case?

It's a case of injuring the enemy by a thousand while losing eight hundred of your own.

The doctor used up most of the energy in the chip he invented, and used the remaining energy to develop special abilities for himself.

He just didn't want Chongchong and his father, Uncle Da, to worry.

Fortunately, although the ability to change one's appearance is temporarily gone, the mental ability can still be used, which is called a special ability in the underworld.

"Senior brother, I'd like to start with Big D."

Stephen Chow put down his chopsticks and looked at Andy Lau. "Sun Wo Luen Shing has been expanding rapidly recently. As far as I know, Big D is also recruiting people with special abilities."

"If I could join them as a master of special abilities, perhaps I could get closer to the core."

Andy Lau thought for a moment: "But won't Big D find out your identity?"

Stephen Chow laughed: "Big D is very arrogant. Besides, I was specially recruited into the police station. I've never been to a police academy before, and my file is only in your hands."

"If I just casually show off my skills, he'll definitely agree. And Liang Kun has a large army; he knows me, so going there would be like walking into a trap."

Uncle Da became anxious: "Son, it's too dangerous for you to go alone. Those people are ruthless killers."

"Dad, don't worry, I have a way to protect myself."

Looking at the father and son, Andy Lau felt a mix of emotions.

He never imagined that his timid old brother, Uncle Da, would have a son with special abilities, and more importantly, that he would become his junior brother.

Life is unpredictable; the large intestine encloses the small intestine.

"Junior brother, you can go, but you must be careful. If anything happens, let me know immediately."

"I know."

Stephen Chow stood up, and Uncle Da wanted to stand up as well. Uncle Da looked up at his son, his cloudy eyes filled with worry.

"Son, you must come back safe and sound."

"Dad, I'm not going to my death, I'm just going to go undercover."

Stephen Chow smiled and patted Uncle Da on the shoulder, "I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."

Uncle Da nodded, his eyes a little red.

"Junior brother, be careful..."

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