After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

Hong Kong Island.

Inside an underground parking lot.

Ma Zhichao's face was as black as if he had swallowed a fly.

"No... I'm putting it on now?"

He was right.

I have indeed traveled through time, and the moment I landed, I was in Hong Kong Island in 1993.

This guy has broad shoulders and long legs, a very strong physique, and his features are almost too handsome. He would definitely be the most eye-catching handsome guy in a crowd.

The next second, a memory that didn't belong to him at all rushed into his mind like a tidal wave.

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

"I'm actually an undercover cop?!"

Ma Zhichao had originally planned to use his transmigrator's foresight to dominate the world, but after sorting through the memories in his mind, he was suddenly in a bad mood—his current identity was actually that of an undercover police officer infiltrating a gang!

What's worse, his superior was none other than Huang Zhicheng, the notorious undercover agent known for tormenting spies.

The organization he has now infiltrated is Han Chen's criminal group.

There's something even more critical.

Chen Yongren also works for Han Chen.

Gan!

Huang Zhicheng put two undercover agents next to Han Chen at the same time. What kind of terrible move is he trying to make?

Judging from the experiences left behind by the original owner, Ma Zhichao's relationship with Huang Zhicheng over the years was far from good. Huang Zhicheng used the undercover files to manipulate him more than once, threatening to hand over the information to Han Chen at every turn, forcing him to obediently follow orders.

Not long after, Chen Yongren was also sent to Han Chen's team.

Upon thinking about it, Ma Zhichao almost immediately understood his role in this game.

To put it bluntly, he's just a scapegoat, a professional scapegoat.

If the intelligence ever goes wrong, he will most likely be the one pushed out to take the fall for Chen Yongren.

"I'm completely numb."

"This is such a creepy start!"

Ma Zhichao couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

But it was precisely at this moment—

[Ding—Summoning system is binding... After consuming money, the host can summon ordinary soldiers, assassins, and other combat units; currently, the maximum monthly summoning quota is one thousand people, and the privileges can be increased later.]

[Ding—New player reward received: One Warden Gao Jin combat power card.]

"Is a cheat code here?"

"Holy crap, this is more like it!"

Ma Zhichao's eyes lit up immediately.

This system sounds reliable, much better than those useless cheat codes that imposed a bunch of restrictions on the protagonists in the novels he read in his previous life.

As a former avid bookworm, Ma Zhichao quickly came up with a whole bunch of outrageous ideas.

For example, a hero saves the damsel in distress.

For example, kidnapping someone to demand a ransom.

Or, they could pull some dirty tricks like framing someone.

...Ahem, no, I almost blurted out my true thoughts!

No.

Who is Mr. Ma?

A decent person!

A great philanthropist in Hong Kong!

How could he possibly do something so despicable as breaking the law and committing crimes?

Hehehe~~~

Hehehe~~~

"Hehehe~~~"

Ring ring ring~~~

Just as Ma Zhichao's smile became increasingly unlike that of a good person, his cell phone suddenly rang.

As soon as the call connected, a familiar yet irritating voice came from the other end: "Ah Chao, Grandma made some delicious food tonight, do you want to come home for dinner?"

Ma Zhichao was taken aback for a moment, but quickly matched the voice to the person in his memory.

It's Huang Zhicheng.

Alright, they're preparing to summon the undercover agent.

Ma Zhichao replied casually, "Go back to eat? Sure, I'm free anyway."

"Then it's settled. I'll wait for you."

The call was immediately disconnected.

A cold smile appeared on Ma Zhichao's lips.

Recently, Han Chen was about to make a big deal, and Huang Zhicheng had probably already heard some rumors from Chen Yongren, which is why he wanted to call Chen Yongren, Han Chen's "confidant," over to investigate.

The two had already agreed on a code word and location: to meet at 2 PM on the rooftop of Ming Hing Commercial Building in Yau Tsim Mong.

"Huang Zhicheng, if you don't die this time, it will really be a miracle."

Ma Zhichao immediately opened the system, preparing to exchange for a few soldiers to send Huang Zhicheng away directly.

The result interface popped up—

Cash balance: HKD 437.

Minimum summoning requirement: HKD 10000.

Ma Zhichao: "..."

Depend on!

After all that fuss, it turns out the person who looks most like a clown is actually himself.

He was so angry he almost punched the wall.

No matter what, he's someone who works for Han Chen now, right?

What role does Han Chen play?

The tycoon who controls a third of the white-faced noodle business on Hong Kong Island!

But his subordinate only had 437 yuan in savings?

Even a dog wouldn't believe this if I told anyone!

With that little money, you can't even afford to hire an assassin, let alone reach the threshold.

waste.

What a fucking piece of trash.

Ma Zhichao thought for a moment with a serious expression, then dialed Huang Zhicheng's number.

As soon as the call connected, he got straight to the point: "I do have some important news to give you, but I have a condition."

Huang Zhicheng asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Ma Zhichao lowered his voice: "I want to go back to the police station."

Without a second thought, Huang Zhicheng said, "No, let's try another one."

Ma Zhichao immediately raised his voice, acting out angrily: "What could be more important than this? We agreed it would be over in three years, but it dragged on for three years, then another three, and now it's almost ten years, boss!"

With that kind of emotion and explosive power, it would be a shame not to award him an Oscar.

Huang Zhicheng yelled on the other end of the phone, "Can't you be a little more polite when you talk to your superior? I'm the only one in all of Hong Kong who still has your file! But after this is done, I can help you get back into the police force."

[Ding—Gained 3 Emotion Points.]

[System Prompt: Emotional points will only be provided by important characters in the film/TV storyline. Consuming 10000 emotional points and 1000 million Hong Kong dollars will allow you to draw a top-tier BOSS team, special items, or powerful skill rewards.]

"Damn! How many times have you made this kind of empty promise? It would be a miracle if I still believed you... Fine, I'll change the terms."

Huang Zhicheng was clearly getting impatient: "Speak, what exactly do you want?"

"One hundred thousand," Ma Zhichao said matter-of-factly. "I recently took a fancy to a girl and she's been spending money like crazy. I only have a little over four hundred left on me."

Huang Zhicheng almost choked: "Seriously? You need to spend this much to pursue a woman?"

[Ding—Gained 5 Emotion Points.]

Ma Zhichao lazily retorted, "So, are you going to give it to me or not?"

Huang Zhicheng said coldly, "I don't have 100,000, but 1,000 is acceptable."

"A thousand dollars? You think you can treat me like a beggar on the street?"

The two argued back and forth over the phone for several rounds, and in the end, Ma Zhichao managed to squeeze HK$20,000 for the so-called "intelligence fee".

After hanging up the phone, Ma Zhichao's lips slowly curled into a smile.

……

at the same time.

At the Yau Tsim Mong Police Station, Wong Chi-shing was already sitting at his desk, beginning to fill out a funding application.

He was naturally furious at Ma Zhichao's opportunistic behavior.

But it's not a big problem.

Anyway, he doesn't have to pay for this out of his own pocket.

As long as I can turn it into an informant fee, and use Han Chen as a lead to gain merit and promotion, what is a mere 20,000 yuan?

……

Three hours later.

Yau Tsim Mong, rooftop of Ming Hing Commercial Building.

Ma Zhichao stood on the edge of the rooftop, his gaze passing over the buildings and looking towards the bustling street scene in the distance.

Yau Tsim Mong is located in the Kowloon area closest to Hong Kong Island, surrounded by the sea on three sides, and directly connected to Hong Kong Island by the Hung Hom Tunnel, giving it a significant advantage in terms of location and transportation. The area is lined with shops, bustling with traffic and crowds, and the air seems to be filled with the scent of money.

"From here on, my business empire will take its first step."

The words had barely left his mouth—

Step, step, step.

The sound of leather shoes clicking on the ground came from behind me.

Ma Zhichao turned around and saw Huang Zhicheng walking towards him with a gloomy and sour face, holding an envelope in his hand.

Huang Zhicheng handed over the envelope, his tone quite displeased: "Twenty thousand yuan, take it. I had to use a lot of my persuasion to get it approved."

Ma Zhichao took the envelope, stuffed it into his pocket without even looking at it, and laughed without any politeness: "It's not like I'm taking money out of your wallet, why are you so upset?"

Huang Zhicheng's face darkened further, and he said, suppressing his anger, "Ma Zhichao, how dare you talk to me like that? Have you forgotten who you are? You're a police officer! What kind of police officer investigates a case and then asks their superior for informant fees?"

He certainly went to great lengths to get this funding.