After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

However, tomorrow is definitely something to look forward to.

After all, that day was the deadline Johnny Wang set for "taking down Ma Zhichao within four days".

The general public in Hong Kong is already getting excited.

……

A new day has begun.

Six o'clock in the morning.

As the sunlight spread across the horizon, the entire peninsula slowly awoke from its slumber.

People who needed to go to work hurriedly left their homes.

Students carrying their schoolbags hurried to school.

Shopping malls have gradually reopened, and the streets are bustling again.

The city has once again come back to life.

And this moment.

Ma Zhichao was waking up in Le Huizhen's bed.

Lok Wai-ching woke up earlier than him and sat up: "I have to go to work. You take care of yourself."

As soon as she finished speaking, she went straight into the bathroom and began to wash up and take a shower.

Ma Zhichao: "???"

He was completely bewildered.

What's going on?

Isn't this line always spoken by him?

How come the roles are reversed now?

correct.

It seems I still have a few important things to do today.

The first thing to do is send Commissioner William to meet God.

The second thing is that Da Dong and his gang are going to rob HSBC's armored truck.

Ok……

Today is destined to be anything but peaceful.

Ring ring ring—

My phone suddenly rang.

Ma Zhichao answered the phone.

"Good morning, Director Ma. I'm Os from HSBC Cheung Sha Wan branch."

"Good morning, Mr. Oss."

"Chief Ma, regarding today's police deployment..."

Ma Zhichao laughed heartily: "Don't worry, I already gave instructions yesterday. The anti-gang task force, the serious crimes task force, and other departments will increase patrols in the relevant areas today."

of course.

That's pure nonsense.

Why are additional police officers being deployed?

He didn't make any arrangements at all.

What's it to him!

If there's no benefit to it, why would you expect him to put in any effort?

Do you really think he'll be grateful and work for them just because of a phrase like "HSBC's friendship"?

Ha ha.

These foreigners are just inherently arrogant.

"What is it?"

At this moment, Lok Wai-ching, wrapped in a bath towel, walked out of the bathroom.

Ma Zhichao laughed and said, "HSBC is transporting cash today and called to ask me to arrange police protection."

Upon hearing this, Yue Huizhen's expression immediately dimmed.

She thought there was some earth-shattering case involved.

Seeing her reaction, Ma Zhichao laughed: "What's wrong? Disappointed that it's not big news?"

Lok Wai-ching kicked him, cursing, "Damn it, if there's no news, then I've been taken advantage of by you for nothing!"

She truly lives up to her reputation as a little firecracker.

It's spicy enough.

Ma Zhichao casually grabbed her calf and pulled her into his arms.

He grabbed her and chuckled, "Who told you there was no news today?"

"That gang of thugs from last time still hasn't been caught."

"Besides, they got away with it so easily last time, they might have gotten addicted."

"HSBC is transporting cash again today; those guys might pull off another heist."

Lok Hye-jung's eyes lit up immediately: "Really?"

Ma Zhichao said calmly, "It's just speculation."

"If you're looking to grab the news, today might be the perfect opportunity."

……

……

Eight o'clock in the morning.

In Da Dong's new secret base.

Da Dong glanced at the brothers in front of him.

Fat Aunt, No. 8 Middle School, Raw Chicken, Target Shooter, Fly Head...

Everyone was fully prepared, their spirits high, and their eyes brimming with undisguised excitement.

"Are you ready?"

"alright!"

Fat Aunt and the others responded in unison.

Yesterday, they spent the entire day repeatedly memorizing the operation procedures and map routes.

It's no exaggeration to say that you could walk through it almost with your eyes closed.

This time, they even wore makeshift bulletproof vests.

Outrageous as it may be.

But the sense of security is definitely at its peak.

This operation absolutely cannot go wrong!

"Set off!"

Da Dong waved his hand, picked up a large bag full of weapons, and took the lead out of the stronghold.

Fat Aunt was in charge of driving.

Boom boom boom—

The car drove onto the street, carrying them towards a path of wealth and prosperity, where they could grow bigger and stronger and create new glories.

……

Nine o'clock in the morning.

It's located about 300 meters away from the HSBC Cheung Sha Wan branch, on another street.

Da Dong and the others parked their car on the side of the road.

Wearing a thick gold chain and dressed like an arrogant gangster, No. 8 Middle School swaggered out of the car and walked slowly forward.

After being "influenced" by the bustling life on Hong Kong Island for some time, the rustic air that these people originally had has faded considerably.

He looks completely different now compared to before.

The students from No. 8 Middle School walked into a tea restaurant opposite the HSBC branch and ordered food as if they knew the place well.

He looked like an ordinary morning tea customer.

Not long after.

Through the glass window, he saw an armored truck slowly pull up in front of the Cheung Sha Wan branch.

The man from No. 8 Middle School lowered his voice and said into the communicator, "Boss, we've reached the target."

……

……

Kowloon City.

Commissioner William was sitting in a Mercedes-Benz, driven by a dedicated bodyguard driver, heading towards the West Kowloon Headquarters.

A bodyguard vehicle led the way.

A bodyguard vehicle followed behind to bring up the rear.

The three vehicles formed a small escort convoy.

In case of any emergency, vehicles in front and behind can provide immediate support to ensure William's safety.

To prevent the same underhanded tactics as those involving manhole covers from happening again, they specifically chose a route without manhole covers today.

William's face was grim, his brows furrowed, and his mind was racing with thoughts of the future.

"Now I only have two paths before me."

"Either admit defeat and be transferred out of West Kowloon in disgrace, or even demoted."

"Either completely kill Ma Chi-chiu and then continue to sit firmly in the position of West Kowloon Supervisor."

William recalled the day ten years ago when he was transferred from England to Hong Kong Island.

He was naive back then.

Later, he gradually matured.

Over the course of ten years, he paid a heavy price to finally climb to the level of Chief Superintendent and Assistant Commissioner of Police.

But what about those old classmates who came to Hong Kong Island at the same time?

Some people chose to go into business and are now quite wealthy.

Some people who joined the Three Departments and Thirteen Bureaus had a bright future ahead of them.

This is the advantage of the Victorians.

Upon arriving on Hong Kong Island, they naturally receive preferential treatment that locals can't even imagine.

However, his recent experience in West Kowloon has spread throughout his classmates' circle.

Many of his old friends are secretly watching him make a fool of himself.

"Therefore, Ma Zhichao must die."

"The more successful he becomes, the more of a joke I'll look if I don't get rid of him."

With this in mind, William finally made up his mind.

He took out his phone and dialed the number of one of Victoria's old friends.

"Wells, I've thought about what I mentioned to you a few days ago."

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sure, five hundred thousand pounds. But as a favor to our old friendship, I'll give you a friend's price: two hundred thousand pounds. I'll take care of it for you."

"No problem, I'll transfer the money now."

William immediately contacted his wife and asked her to transfer £200,000 to him right away.

Ding-dong-

Not long after, Wells sent a text message.

"Good, the money has been received. The person will arrive in Hong Kong Island within ten days."

William replied, "As soon as possible."

After putting down his phone, he felt noticeably more relaxed.

Once Ma Zhichao dies, everything will return to normal.

"Ma Zhichao..."

A hint of resentment flashed in William's eyes.

Sudden.

The car suddenly stopped.

William stumbled forward, nearly hitting his forehead.

"What happened?"

After listening to the report from the car in front through his earpiece, the bodyguard driver's expression instantly turned serious.

"Boss, there's been a minor accident up ahead."

"Someone threw a rock from upstairs, which hit a car and is now blocking the road temporarily."

"Something's not right; we might need to change our route."

William's heart skipped a beat: "You think there's a problem?"

As the bodyguard quickly reversed the car, he said, "If it were truly an accident, what fell from such a height would be more like a flowerpot or some other debris, rather than a rock."

"This is not normal."

He immediately said into his headset, "Number 3, Number 3, plan the backup route right away."

however.

Just as the bodyguard reversed the car, before it had even moved two meters back—

boom--

A Mazda parked in a roadside parking space one meter to the left suddenly exploded!

This is no ordinary bomb.

It was a directional explosive landmine!

The moment the explosion occurred, the door of the Mazda facing the Benz was blown into a twisted mass of scrap metal.

Immediately afterwards, countless directional explosive fragments, like a storm, hurled wildly at the Mercedes-Benz where William was.

Boom boom boom—

Dense debris struck the car body, producing a dull, jarring thud that sent chills down your spine.

In an instant.

The entire Mercedes was riddled with holes.

Director William inside the car, along with the bodyguard driver in the driver's seat, were almost instantly turned into minced meat and blood.

The entire street suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

A few seconds later—

"ah--"

A passerby finally realized what was happening and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Then, fear exploded like a chain reaction throughout the street.

The surrounding residents were in complete chaos.

"Murder!"

"Explosion!"

"Call the police immediately!"

The situation instantly spiraled out of control.

Bodyguard vehicle number 1 and bodyguard vehicle number 3 also rushed over at this moment.

When they saw the Mercedes, which was blown to pieces and dripping with blood, their faces changed completely.

One of them immediately dialed the boss's number.

"Boss, Chief William is dead..."

Soon.

Patrol officers from the Kowloon City branch arrived at the scene.

When they confirmed that the deceased was William, the Director of the West Kowloon Department, everyone's expression changed drastically.

One minute later.

The entire Kowloon City branch was in an uproar.

Five minutes later.

The West Kowloon Headquarters was also bombed.

Philip was shocked.

Raymond was shocked.

Jason was shocked.

All the police officers were shocked.

Ten minutes later.

The news reached the police department.

The police department was also in an uproar.

After hearing the report, Charles, the top leader, once again flew into a rage that almost spiraled out of control!