After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

Chapter 151 Should Buy a Mouth

It's unlikely to be TVB.

But ATV may still have a chance.

So Ma Zhichao quickly set himself a new goal.

Destroy the Lin family!

Acquire ATV!

……

a new day.

The Economic Daily, the Qingbao, and the Min Sheng Daily all published articles about Ma Zhichao's interviews and meetings.

Even after reading it, Ma Zhichao still couldn't help but feel disgusted.

It's so slow!

However, although the sales of the three newspapers today were not as explosive as the previous day, they still sold a total of 180,000 copies.

Compared to the previous combined sales of only 50,000 units from the three companies, this is already considered a surge.

Many residents of West Kowloon felt a surge of security after seeing the report.

"As expected of Inspector Ma, he's quick on the uptake!"

"The iron fist of justice, that sounds so satisfying!"

"He has an irreconcilable hatred for evil! Inspector Ma is truly responsible!"

"Why do I feel like society has become increasingly chaotic ever since Wu Shaoxiong came out?"

"That's right, I think so too. One ruthless criminal after another is emerging, and they're getting more and more arrogant, sending videos to TV stations to provoke the police at the drop of a hat."

"Fortunately, West Kowloon has Inspector Ma. Hopefully, he can really bring the security situation down."

"Support Officer Ma!"

……

Wan Chai, Hong Kong Island.

Early in the morning.

Yang Jinrong came down from his house, ate breakfast, and then prepared to go to the parking lot to drive his car.

He paused as he passed the newsstand.

"Boss, do you still have today's *Economic Daily News*, *Sing Tao Daily*, and *Min Sheng Daily*?"

The newsstand owner immediately laughed and said, "Yes, of course!"

In the boss's view, these three newspapers are currently supported by news material from Ma Sir, and they may gradually become major newspapers in the future.

Soon, Yang Jinrong paid and received three newspapers.

He stood by the roadside and flipped through the pages.

"Safety?"

"The iron fist of justice?"

"To be irreconcilably opposed to evil?"

Yang Jinrong: "..."

After he had already suspected that Ma Zhichao was the mastermind, he found it hard to look at these reports.

He couldn't help but ask the newsstand owner, "Sir, do you think this Inspector Ma is a good person or a bad person? Wasn't there a news report recently saying he might be the mastermind behind it all?"

The newsstand owner replied without hesitation, "Of course he's a good person, is there even a need to ask?"

He said with envy, "Look at Wan Chai here, whether it's Hung Hing or Wo Luen Shing, every street has to pay protection money, and they keep raising it every month. I heard that in West Kowloon, the property fees in the areas managed by Inspector Ma are cheaper, and there are also some community outreach programs."

Yang Jinrong: "..."

Ma Zhichao is a policeman.

You said he was collecting protection money.

And you still think he's a good person?

Yang Jinrong was momentarily at a loss for words when he tried to retort.

……

the other side.

Cheung Tze-keung and Yip Kai-foon were sitting together, looking at three newspapers: the Economic Daily, the Sun Yat-sen Daily, and the People's Livelihood Daily.

Yip Kai-foon's expression was cold and sharp, his voice deep: "This Ma Chi-chiu is declaring war on people like us. Why don't we target West Kowloon this time?"

Zhang Ziqiang shook his head: "Ma Zhichao is a bit strange, there's no need to provoke him."

He paused, then continued, "We're here to make money, not to fight. Why risk trouble just to save face?"

Ye Jihuan thought about it and felt that it made sense.

He asked, "So, who will you target this time?"

Cheung Tze-keung's lips slowly curled into a smile: "Of course, I'd choose Li Daheng. He's the richest man, so he should be generous enough."

Ye Jihuan was taken aback: "You picked such a difficult target all at once?"

Cheung Tze-keung said with a smug look on his face, "If we're going to do it, we'll do it the biggest."

"If that 'Huo Yuanjia' could get 150 million US dollars, I'm going to get even more than him this time."

"For the richest man in Hong Kong, coming up with two billion Hong Kong dollars shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Moreover, through the previous two kidnapping cases, Cheung Tze-keung had already seen through the true nature of these wealthy people.

fear death.

No shortage of money.

He had already conceived an extremely bold plan in his mind.

They kidnapped Li Daheng's son.

Then he went to Li Daheng's house in person to ask for money.

He even had to get Li Daheng to cover for him.

excellent!

Absolutely brilliant!

……

A rented room somewhere.

Pu Guang stepped on the Economic Daily and the Sunny Day, his face full of displeasure.

"Damn, this Ma Zhichao is really arrogant!"

"Return the iron fist of justice?"

"Still sworn enemies of evil?"

"Is this a blatant declaration of war against us ruthless bandits?"

He glared at his henchmen, baring his teeth, and asked while twisting his neck, "What do you guys think? Should we target West Kowloon this time?"

The group of henchmen immediately trembled with fear, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Everyone is afraid of saying the wrong thing and getting beaten up by this unpredictable boss.

But the problem is.

You'll get beaten even if you don't speak up.

Following Pu Guang, you'll get beaten up nine times in three days—that's no joke!

"Should I knock on you?!"

Pu Guang grabbed a cup and smashed it.

"I asked you all for your opinions, and you all cowered like quails! How come my subordinates are all useless?"

"What's the use of spending my money to support you all every day? Why don't you go eat shit? You're wasting my money!"

The group of underlings quickly shrank back, and no one dared to refute them.

After finishing his rant, Pu Guang suddenly sneered, "Forget it, discussing plans with a bunch of trash like you will probably only lead to my quicker demise."

"Listen up, everyone."

"Our target this time is—Lin Jianming!"

The group of underlings: "??????"

Everyone's face was filled with bewilderment.

Lin Jianming?

Wasn't he just kidnapped once?

Pu Guang chuckled smugly, "What do you bunch of good-for-nothings know?"

"After those two kidnapping cases a couple of days ago, those wealthy people must have all stepped up their security measures. Now, it's incredibly difficult to take action against them."

"So, it's better to just kidnap Lam Kin-ming!"

Although the group of underlings were completely confused, they immediately started clapping enthusiastically.

"The boss is brilliant!"

"This plan is brilliant!"

"Wow, as expected of the eldest brother, he's really amazing!"

Just keep praising them!

Pu Guang waved his hand dismissively: "Alright, prepare for action immediately!"

……

at this time.

West Kowloon Headquarters.

Inside the office.

Looking at today's major newspapers in Hong Kong, Ma Zhichao deeply felt the constraints imposed by the news blockade.