After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

"Who did it?"

"Where is the killer?"

They ran away.

"Damn! That's outrageous! They actually dared to kill someone in the street!"

Upon receiving the news, Secretary of State Steven was enraged and smashed a glass on the spot.

"Ma Zhichao!!!"

Steven was still thinking about it at noon.

If Yang Jinrong is really dead, no matter how he died, Ma Zhichao will be immediately a prime suspect.

If Yang Jinrong is alright, it would actually prove that Ma Zhichao is likely innocent.

But less than two hours have passed.

Yang Jinrong is dead!

Suspicion surrounding Ma Zhichao skyrocketed!

During this period, Yang Jinrong did not handle any other cases and focused all his energy on investigating Ma Zhichao.

"Ma Zhichao..."

Steven's face darkened, and he immediately dispatched men to quickly track down the killer's whereabouts.

Half an hour later, the political operatives sent back a message.

The Hummer driven by the perpetrator was found in the North Point area.

Unfortunately, the car was burned to a crisp, with only the metal shell remaining, and no valuable clues were left at the scene.

The perpetrator himself escaped on a motorcycle.

However, there are too many motorcycles in North Point, and the other party has changed into ordinary people's clothing, making it difficult to locate them in a short period of time.

Two hours later, the Special Branch detectives obtained more information from a Hung Hing gangster at North Point Pier.

About an hour earlier, an unfamiliar fishing boat had left with people.

But there were no photos of the ship, and no one remembered its number, so it was impossible to confirm whose ship it was.

At this point, the trail went completely cold.

Steven, of course, wasn't going to let it go so easily.

Ma Zhichao has so blatantly provoked the Political Department; if the Political Department doesn't retaliate, it will truly be useless.

He thought about it.

To deal with someone like Ma Zhichao, you have to use underhanded tactics.

Steven then decided to use the secret funds that the Political Department had hidden overseas.

Money is transferred to Ma Zhichao's account every month!

Frame-up and bribery!

……

……

……

I got off work in the afternoon.

Getting rid of Yang Jinrong made Ma Zhichao feel much better.

He bought a bouquet of flowers and went downstairs to Fang Siwei's apartment, intending to try and mend their relationship.

We went up to the fifth floor.

Take out the key, open the door and go inside.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fang Siwei cooking in the kitchen.

She was flipping the pot while angrily cursing.

"Ma Zhichao, you bastard, it's been days and you still haven't come to see me!"

"He's definitely gone to see that vixen again."

"You damn bastard, you filthy jerk, you piece of trash!"

Ma Zhichao's voice faintly sounded from behind her.

Who are you insulting?

"Ahhhhhhh"

Fang Siwei was so frightened that he almost lost his mind, and swung the frying pan in his hand directly at Ma Zhichao's head.

Ma Zhichao quickly raised his hand to block.

result--

Ah~~~

A pot of boiling hot food was poured directly over his head.

Ma Zhichao: "..."

Fang Siwei: "..."

"Aaaaaahh ...

Even the usually lawless Ma Zhichao was forced to run in a disheveled state, rushing into the bathroom and turning on the cold water.

A large amount of cold water rushed down.

The burning pain has finally subsided quite a bit.

Fang Siwei stood outside the bathroom, calling out with a mixture of concern and guilt, "Brother Chao, are you alright?"

Ma Zhichao cursed, "Of course something's wrong! Try getting scalded by hot food yourself!"

Fang Siwei said aggrievedly, "How was I supposed to know it was you? You walk like a ghost, and you suddenly appeared out of nowhere, of course I was scared."

Ma Zhichao snorted, "Alright, alright, hurry up and come in and comfort me."

Fang Siwei asked warily, "Is it alright if we don't go in?"

Ma Zhichao immediately screamed in agony: "Ahhhhh, it hurts so much! I feel like I'm disfigured!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Siwei immediately tensed up and rushed into the bathroom.

then.

Ma Zhichao revealed a strange, uncle-like smile.

"Hiahiahia~~ You got tricked, didn't you? Don't run away, I'll show you a magic trick..."

soon.

Fang Siwei was so annoyed by him that he started swearing, then spoke haltingly, and finally became very knowledgeable.

Soon.

Ma Zhichao became the man behind her again.

Fang Siwei angrily shouted, "Get out of here, you pervert!"

She continued grumbling as she cleaned the messy room.

Ma Zhichao leaned against the headboard and began to think about his next plan.

the film.

Money laundering.

Soft drinks.

clothing.

ATV.

These are all his goals.

In terms of film, what genre should I choose?

Of course, we should shoot the kind of films that can be made into fashion blockbusters or gangster suit commercials.

For example, "Infernal Affairs" and "New World".

Most of the characters are handsome men in suits, making them incredibly attractive.

Another example is "John Wick".

The male protagonist starts with a dog and, dressed in a suit, fights his way through the underworld.

There's also "SPL 2: A Time for Consequences".

That warden, a thug in a suit, killed two male leads; he had a very charismatic presence.

These are all good!

As for the soda bottle, it's even simpler; just stick it in the frame.

Ma Zhichao thought for a moment and wrote down the names of all four movies on a piece of paper.

Once the film company acquires it, filming will begin immediately.

Then he thought of ATV.

The medical team should have already started taking action by now, right?

The eldest and second sons of the Lin family should soon be in trouble.

During a period of deep reflection, the mind works incredibly fast.

"What is this?"

After tidying up the room, Fang Siwei returned to the bedside and saw what Ma Zhichao had written on the paper.

Ma Zhichao casually replied, "Movies. I'm planning to acquire a film company and make these movies."

Fang Siwei asked in surprise, "You even know about movies?"

Ma Zhichao replied matter-of-factly, "Nonsense, what don't I, Ma Zhichao, understand?"

Fang Siwei didn't believe it: "I don't believe it, tell me."

Ma Zhichao was patient and told her the four stories in general terms.

After listening to the first story, Fang Siwei's eyes lit up slightly: "It sounds pretty good, I'm looking forward to it."

the second.

The third.

the fourth.

As she listened, Fang Siwei, holding Ma Zhichao's arm, slowly drifted off to sleep.

Ma Zhichao looked down at her, smiled gently, and reached out to cover her with the blanket.

……

the next morning.

Ma Zhichao and Fang Siwei went downstairs together to have breakfast.

As soon as I got downstairs, I heard a cheerful greeting.

"Miss Fang..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

"Uh... Ma Zhichao????"

Lin Jianming!

Lin Jianming was dressed in a black suit from the Lin family, his hair was slicked back and shiny, and he was holding ninety-nine roses in his hand, leaning ostentatiously next to a brand-new sports car.

Three bodyguard vehicles were parked behind him.

A group of bodyguards, dressed in suits and ties, exuded an imposing aura.

Lin Jianming came here today specifically to pursue Fang Siwei.

The flowers are all ready, and the people are waiting downstairs.

result……

We actually managed to meet Ma Zhichao!

Lin Jianming's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Ma Zhichao, what are you doing here?!"

He rushed over in a fit of rage, glaring angrily at Ma Zhichao.

Ma Zhichao smiled slightly and reached out to pull Fang Siwei into his arms.

Why can't I be here?

"I'm Miss Fang's husband. I slept with her last night. So, who are you planning to give these flowers to?"

Lin Jianming was both angry and annoyed: "But...but aren't you Yue Huizhen's boyfriend?"

He looked at Fang Siwei immediately after he finished speaking.

He hoped that after he exposed the truth, Fang Siwei would angrily dump this scumbag.

result……

Ma Zhichao replied matter-of-factly, "Yes, Miss Le is also my wife."

Lin Jianming's eyes widened even more.

He actually admitted it!

Lin Jianming looked at Fang Siwei excitedly: "Miss Fang, did you hear that? Ma Zhichao is a scumbag! He's two-timing! You still want a man like that?"

Fang Siwei reached out and twisted Ma Zhichao's waist hard, turning it 360 degrees.

She then looked coldly at Lin Jianming: "Do you need to tell me? I knew he was with that vixen a long time ago!"

Lin Jianming: "????"

What?

Miss Fang already knew?

Lin Jianming looked utterly incredulous: "Miss Fang, but you... this..."