After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

Ma Zhichao pressed on, "Then when are you coming to see me?"

Fang Siwei said irritably, "I'm incredibly busy right now. Lately, all the news in Hong Kong is focused on Wu Shaoxiong. Our TV station is following the police everywhere every day, trying to find out where he is."

Ma Zhichao curled his lip: "Wu Shaoxiong isn't brainless. He's definitely hiding deeper than a rat right now. How could you possibly dig him out so easily?"

Fang Siwei immediately retorted, "That's not necessarily true. What if he suddenly loses his mind and starts doing something reckless?"

After hanging up Fang Siwei's call, Ma Zhichao stroked his chin and thought for a moment.

The current state seems to be lacking something.

So he prepared to call the third backup target—Fang Jiexia.

Before the number could even be dialed...

Ring ring ring~~~

The phone rang first.

Ma Zhichao glanced at the screen; it was an unfamiliar number.

After he answered the phone, a woman's voice quickly came through the receiver.

"Hey, Officer Ma, this is May, Chen Yongren's ex-girlfriend..."

Ma Zhichao was slightly taken aback: "May? You wanted to see me?"

On the other end of the phone, May's voice was clearly choked with sobs, her tone filled with panic and apology.

"Excuse me, Officer Ma, for calling you so suddenly."

"I really didn't want to trouble you, but I really have no other choice now."

"I can't find anyone else to help me, so I can only think of you..."

Ma Zhichao frowned immediately: "What happened?"

May choked up as she said, "I just opened a shop this month, and I never expected to be targeted by several gangs."

"They've caused trouble here several times already, and today they even smashed up the shop and injured my daughter."

"The child is so scared he keeps crying..."

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhichao's face instantly darkened.

He is certainly not a gentleman, and he doesn't have much of a moral compass.

However, he still has principles when it comes to children.

He asked directly, "Where are you now?"

May quickly replied, "Mong Kok Garden Street, in my shop."

"Someone just said they'd come back and burn my shop down. I'm afraid they really will..."

Ma Zhichao said in a deep voice, "Don't wander off, just wait for me there."

"I'm going there now."

After hanging up the phone, he grabbed his coat and went straight out the door.

Downstairs, Tian Yangsi had already parked the car and was sitting in the driver's seat waiting.

After getting into the car, Ma Zhichao said coldly, "To Mong Kok Garden Street."

……

After half an hour.

The car arrived near Garden Street in Mong Kok.

Ma Zhichao searched all the way there and soon saw the CD shop that May had mentioned.

At the entrance of the store, several gangsters were gathered.

May was trapped in the store, her face pale, and she was protecting her daughter in her arms.

Those thugs were all carrying sticks, and one of them was holding a lighter, clicking and striking it repeatedly.

"You old hag, you won't pay, huh?"

"Believe it or not, I'll set this whole lousy shop on fire today!"

May forced a smile and said, "Don't do anything rash. I know people at the police station."

"Oh, someone's at the police station?"

The thug deliberately dragged out his words and exaggeratedly patted his chest.

"I'm so scared~~~"

A group of people nearby burst into laughter.

"What are cops? A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

In short, paying back debts is a matter of course!

May was so angry that tears streamed down her face: "I don't owe you any money!"

"No debts?"

The thug sneered, "You didn't pay your protection money, so you owe us money, don't you?"

"You old hag, can't you even understand such a simple principle?"

May broke down, saying, "With several of you gangs coming to collect, how am I supposed to afford it all?"

"I already handed the money over to Hung Hing!"

"You gave it to Hung Hing, but not to our United Society?"

The man's face darkened, and his tone became even more arrogant.

"What, you look down on our Union Society?"

"Then your problem is even more serious!"

May's voice trembled: "But after I paid my dues to Hung Hing, I really had no money left..."

"What business is it of ours if we don't have money?"

The thug waved his hand and said menacingly, "If you don't pay protection money, we'll keep smashing this shop!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a group of people rushed into the CD shop, which had already been vandalized once before, and started smashing and destroying the shelves and counters.

In recent months, CDs have suddenly become popular, gradually overshadowing videotapes.

However, this stuff is expensive, and opening a CD store requires a significant investment.

May's small shop suffered losses of at least tens of thousands of yuan after being vandalized twice.

But now, she can no longer take care of the shop.

She could only escape from inside with her daughter in her arms, tears streaming down her face as she desperately covered her child's eyes.

"Mommy~~ Waaaaah~~~"

"Don't be afraid, don't look, Mommy's here..."

Just then, May saw a car parked on the side of the road.

Ma Zhichao got out of the car.

As if finally grasping at a straw, she choked out, "Officer Ma!"

"It's alright now."

Ma Zhichao walked past her expressionlessly.

"Leave it to me."

After saying that, he casually picked up a folding stool from the roadside and went straight into the store.

BOOM!

A stool was smashed hard on the head of one of the gangsters.

Before the man could even let out a complete scream, he groaned and collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from his head.

The remaining gangsters were stunned at first, then they all became furious.

"Damn it!"

Do you even know who we are?

"You're asking for it, aren't you!"

"Brothers, cripple him!"

A group of people carrying sticks rushed towards Ma Zhichao.

But the next second.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Ma Zhichao picked up a folding stool and started smashing it at them.

Click!

When the final blow hit one of the thugs on the head, the force was so great that the entire wooden surface of the folding stool cracked.

Not long after, the store was filled with gangsters lying on the floor.

Someone was clutching their severed arm and screaming in agony.

Someone was lying on the ground, convulsing, clutching their broken leg.

Some people were covered in blood, whimpering and unable to utter a complete sentence.

Screams echoed throughout the store.

Ma Zhichao gave them a cold glance.

"A bunch of useless trash."

"Tell me, who sent you?"

But these thugs were already stunned by the beating; all they could do was scream, and no one answered them.

Ma Zhichao's eyes turned cold. He reached out and grabbed a blond-haired man by the collar, forcefully lifting him off the ground.

Then, a series of slaps were delivered to his face.

clap clap clap!

In no time, the blond-haired man's face swelled up like a pineapple.

Ma Zhichao asked casually, "Are you awake now?"

"Big...Big Brother..."

The blond-haired man's voice was trembling.

"Spare me..."

He was genuinely scared.

Having been in the business for so many years, this was the first time he had ever seen such a ruthless person.

They didn't even bother with pleasantries; they just went straight for the kill.

He doesn't look like a policeman at all.

He's even more ruthless than the madmen in the underworld.

Ma Zhichao asked, "What's your boss's name?"

The blond-haired man stammered, "United Society... Flower... Flower..."

Ma Zhichao raised an eyebrow: "Is that the scoundrel who calls himself the Hua Tuo of the brothel?"

"It's...it's him..."

Ma Zhichao threw the blond-haired man to the ground and said coldly, "Call him."

"Tell him to bring 500,000 yuan to compensate us."

"Otherwise, you can expect to be collected as corpses today."

Huang Mao was terrified and dared not resist. He quickly took out his phone and called his boss.

After hanging up the phone, he cautiously looked up and asked, "B-Big Brother, which gang are you from?"

Snapped!

Ma Zhichao slapped him again with his other hand.

"Laozi is Ma Zhichao."

"A low-level employee."

"Ma Zhichao?"

Which Ma Zhichao?

"That cop, Ma Zhichao?"

At that moment, the thugs on the ground all looked at him, their eyes filled with shock and despair.

Damn it.

Aren't you a police officer?

Why are they even more ruthless than us gangsters?

Meanwhile, across the street, in a tea restaurant...

A paparazzi from the Oriental Daily News was hiding behind the glass, secretly filming the scene with a camera.

He was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

"Breaking news!"

"This is absolutely big news!"

"Superintendent Ma Zhichao, a righteous police officer, brutally beat a citizen in the street."

"Won't this newspaper sell like hotcakes tomorrow?"

As for the scenes of gangsters smashing up shops and threatening women and children, he certainly saw them too.

But that's not important.

Their Oriental Daily News is all about being at the forefront of news.

What we need is a sensational element.

Gangsters smashing up a shop?

What kind of news is that?

But the real bombshell is that Ma Zhichao, the crime-fighting hero and righteous hero in the eyes of all Hong Kong citizens, brutally beat up an "innocent citizen"!

……

Ten minutes later.

With a furious expression, Hua Fu led over a hundred people to Garden Street.

As they walked, nearby residents avoided them, fearing they might get involved with this group of thugs.

"Who the hell is it?"

"Dare to cause trouble on my turf?"

"I, Hua Fu, will make him know today..."

Hua Fu stormed into the store with a menacing air.

However, when he saw the person sitting in the shop, the rest of his sentence got stuck in his throat.

"Ma...Ma Sir..."

Hua Fu stammered on the spot, his face turning pale instantly.

I almost cried.

"The United Press, right?"

Ma Zhichao slowly stood up.

He was tall and had a cold gaze. Every time he moved, a sense of oppression pressed down on you.

Hua Fu's legs started to go weak, and he had already cursed those underlings and their ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.

Damn it!

Why did you have to mess with the West Kowloon Regional Crime Unit?

This is a senior superintendent!

A powerful figure who wields real power!

Normally, triad members like them would only deal with inspectors or superintendents.

Senior Superintendent?

Damn it.

Let alone his philanthropy, even if the head of the United Society came in person, he would still have to be polite and respectful to Ma Zhichao!