After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

[Ding—Mood value +5.]

"A cop?" Ma Zhichao scoffed. "Have you ever seen a cop who's doing as badly as me? I'm out there risking my life every day, and I'm even afraid to sleep shouting 'I'm a cop, put down your gun!' and then I'll be chopped into pieces the next day."

Huang Zhicheng's face darkened, and his tone turned completely cold: "You'd better watch your manners when you talk to me. Right now, I'm the only person in all of Hong Kong who knows your background! Once I get back and delete that file on your head, you can be a good gangster for the rest of your life, and you won't have to worry about anything anymore!"

This is no longer a reminder, but a blatant threat.

[Ding—Mood value +3.]

Ma Zhichao's nonchalant attitude really infuriated Huang Zhicheng.

An undercover police officer doesn't even have the slightest bit of the demeanor one would expect from a subordinate?

Since you're wearing this uniform, you should understand what it means to obey orders!

Ma Zhichao simply gave a lazy smirk: "Alright, a warm welcome."

Huang Zhicheng's face darkened further, and he asked, suppressing his anger, "When exactly will Han Chen's batch of goods be moved?"

Ma Zhichao replied calmly, "This week."

Huang Zhicheng immediately followed up with, "Where is the warehouse located?"

Ma Zhichao remained expressionless, his tone as serious as if he had actually seen it with his own eyes: "It's probably around Hutchison Whampoa Park, there's an abandoned warehouse there, most likely."

He spoke with such seriousness that even his gaze was incredibly steady.

Huang Zhicheng indeed had no doubts.

Normally, no matter how crazy an undercover agent is, they wouldn't dare joke about this kind of intelligence.

"Okay." Huang Zhicheng's expression softened slightly. "I'll wait for your next message."

After saying that, he didn't linger any longer and turned to walk towards the rooftop exit.

Ma Zhichao stood there, smiling and waving his hand: "Take care, don't bother seeing me out."

As Huang Zhicheng's footsteps faded into the distance, Ma Zhichao pulled a tape recorder out of his pocket.

He pressed play.

The sound from before quickly came from inside.

"Twenty thousand, take it. It wasn't easy for me to approve this money."

"You didn't pay for it, why are you in such a hurry?"

"—Ma Zhichao, what's your attitude now? Don't forget you're a police officer! When a police officer is investigating a case, how can he/she ask his/her superior for an informant fee?"

The entire conversation between the two of them was recorded.

Ma Zhichao turned off the recorder and gently patted the casing.

"Keep it for now."

"If we ever get cornered, this thing can at least serve as a shield."

He then reactivated the [Summoning System].

"Summon two assassins."

Inspector Wong.

I'll use the money you approved to buy your life.

You'd better be sensible this time.

On the other side, Huang Zhicheng left the rooftop while muttering curses under his breath.

He had already made his plans.

If he manages to get Han Chen in jail this time, he'll definitely find the time to deal with Ma Zhichao, that unruly troublemaker.

After coming down from the rooftop, Huang Zhicheng quickly arrived at the elevator entrance on the top floor.

He raised his hand and pressed the down arrow key.

This wait lasted a full three minutes.

Ding--

The elevator finally stopped on this floor.

The door slowly opened, revealing a man in a black suit standing inside.

The man wore sunglasses, his suit was impeccably pressed, and he exuded a cold and intimidating aura, clearly not someone to be trifled with.

Having been a policeman for so many years, Huang Zhicheng still had his professional instincts and immediately sensed that something was wrong.

This person is unclean.

Could I possibly run into some kind of case today?

However, he wasn't carrying his service weapon today, so he couldn't act rashly. He could only pretend he hadn't noticed anything and planned to call his assistant to check after he went downstairs.

At that moment, the man in black stepped out of the elevator.

The two passed each other by.

Huang Zhicheng then stepped into the elevator.

The elevator doors were about to close—

Suddenly, a hand wearing a suit sleeve came in and forcefully blocked the door from closing.

The elevator doors slid open to both sides again.

The man in black who had just walked out turned around and went back into the elevator.

Behind him was another man dressed in black, also dressed in the same style.

The two men stood on either side of Huang Zhicheng, like two walls.

next second.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

……

……

Downstairs in the building.

Ma Zhichao walked out slowly through the main gate, his expression calm and showing no sign of anything unusual.

He walked all the way to the side of the road.

suddenly!

A dark shadow plummeted straight down from a great height.

boom!

A tremendous impact rang out.

The object landed squarely on the roof of the car behind Ma Zhichao.

It was a corpse.

Even more coincidentally, the clothes on the corpse looked increasingly familiar.

It's almost exactly the same as what Huang Zhicheng just said.

Ma Zhichao glanced back and saw Huang Zhicheng's unseeing face.

Even more outrageous, Huang Zhicheng's head was tilted towards him, as if he was staring at him even after he died.

At this moment, Ma Zhichao took a deep breath and began to try to compose himself.

He originally wanted to recreate a scene similar to Chen Yongren's famous performance, fully expressing his grief, shock, and repression.

As a result, it took a long time.

grass.

I couldn't hold back my sadness, but I almost couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

"Damn it, next time you absolutely have to choose an acting skill!"

"Such a classic scene, and I couldn't even keep up!"

Ma Zhichao was internally ranting and raving.

He then left the crime scene without looking back.

The surrounding passersby were already in complete chaos.

Some people were so frightened that they took several steps back, some mustered up their courage and went over to watch, and others immediately grabbed their phones to call the police.

The whole street instantly became noisy.

……

Not long after, officers from the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station rushed to the scene.

When the police officers saw the deceased's face clearly, everyone was stunned.

"It's Inspector Wong!"

"Seal off the building immediately! No one is allowed to leave the building!"

"Quickly notify the director, this is a serious matter!"

The nature of this matter is indeed extremely serious.

Huang Zhicheng is a police superintendent.

Now, to think that someone would throw someone off a building in broad daylight and die such a gruesome death.

This case is enough to cause an uproar throughout the entire Hong Kong Island police force.

In less than twenty minutes, the message was passed up the chain of command.

Soon, the Commissioner of Police also received the report.

Furious.

An order was issued to conduct a thorough investigation.

And we must get to the bottom of this.

At the same time, TVB reporter Lok Wai-ching and ATV reporter Fong Sze-wai arrived at the scene one after the other.

The two men's eyes lit up when they saw the scene before them.

This is absolutely explosive news!

……

……

Inside the taxi.

Ma Zhichao only calmed down completely after getting into the car.

He glanced at the system interface.

[Current sentiment level: 34 points.]

"What's this thing for?"

After Ma Zhichao finished reading the relevant explanation, he slapped his thigh in surprise.

"What a huge loss!"

"I should have said a few more provocative things to Huang Zhicheng earlier!"

Looking at the pitiful amount of emotion points in the system, he felt heartbroken.

But upon closer reflection, Huang Zhicheng was a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment.

The sooner I send him away, the sooner I can get a good night's sleep.

As for whether the police would uncover his undercover information after Huang Zhicheng's death, Ma Zhichao didn't seem to care too much.

As long as he takes care of Han Chen before the trouble really erupts, the rest of the problems will be easy to solve.

Therefore, the most crucial thing right now is to get rid of Han Chen as soon as possible.

It sounds complicated, but it's actually not that difficult.

Hong Kong Island is such a small place.

How can we let so many bad people keep occupying these positions?

It would be easier to send them to meet God sooner rather than later.

After all, Ma Zhichao was known for his kind heart and couldn't bear to see ordinary citizens living in misery.

Ring ring ring~~~

Just then, the phone rang.

Ma Zhichao answered the phone, and Han Chen's highly recognizable voice immediately came through: "Ah Chao, where are you?"

"Boss, I'm in the car." Ma Zhichao's tone was natural, without revealing any flaws. "I just finished eating and am about to go back."

"it is good."

Han Chen replied with only one word before the call was disconnected.

Ma Zhichao held his phone for a moment, then opened the [Warden Gao Jin Combat Power Card] in the system rewards.

Who is Gao Jin?

That's the tough guy from "SPL 2: A Time for Consequences" who almost beat up Muay Thai champion Jatoni and Wolf Warrior Jing.

The combat prowess of such a person needs no further explanation.

After receiving the card, Ma Zhichao hadn't found a suitable opportunity to use it.

He originally planned to find a quiet place to study it more slowly.

But now they were about to meet Han Chen, that cunning and ruthless old fox, so to be on the safe side, they had to secure their trump card first.

"use."

boom--

In an instant!

Ma Zhichao clearly felt that his body was being forcibly transformed by an invisible force.

That feeling was wonderful.

It's as if your entire body, from bones to flesh, has been reforged.

The muscles and bones are getting stronger, the muscles are getting tense, and the reaction speed, explosive power, and endurance are all increasing rapidly.

An almost explosive sense of power surged through my limbs and bones.

At the same time, a wealth of fighting experience flooded into his mind like a burst dam.

Those skills didn't seem like something from elsewhere; rather, they were more like instincts that had long been etched into his body, only to be fully awakened at this moment.

Just a few seconds.

Ma Zhichao underwent a complete transformation.

"Cool!"

He could clearly feel that his combat power was increasing at an exaggerated rate.

Like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

It's like I've been given a new body.

Ma Zhichao subconsciously clenched his fists, and for a moment he even had a strange feeling—