After ten years undercover, I'm giving up.

From this moment on, Ma Zhichao no longer intended to continue living the life of a street thug.

What he wanted to do was to truly stir up trouble in Hong Kong during the 1990s.

I am destined by fate.

If I don't have some fun, wouldn't it be a waste of my time travel?

An hour later.

Ma Zhichao seemed like a completely different person from head to toe.

His original striking yellow hair was trimmed and styled again.

His stubble was completely shaved off, and he threw his flashy gangster-style shirt aside.

He was wearing a sharply tailored black suit.

His hair was combed back into a slicked-back style, making him look clean, sharp, and ruthless.

He's really handsome.

It is truly fierce.

He's definitely a handsome guy in a suit, the kind of guy who looks like a thug.

More importantly, this kind of temperament is completely different from the long-haired handsome men who were popular in the 1990s.

As he walked through the mall, his gaze was drawn to almost every place he went.

Many women, in particular, find their eyes involuntarily drawn to him.

Ring ring ring~~~

Just then, the phone rang.

It was fired by one of his assassins.

Ma Zhichao answered the phone casually: "Go ahead."

A report immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, all of Han Chen's assets have been disposed of. Because of the tight schedule and the need to launder the money, some losses occurred along the way."

Ma Zhichao asked, "How much did you ultimately pocket?"

"There's still 35 million left."

The loss of 50 million to 35 million is indeed considerable.

However, given the current situation, it's already quite good that it was cleaned up so quickly.

Ma Zhichao then asked, "Is it all in cash?"

The subordinate replied, "That's right, it was all exchanged for cash."

Ma Zhichao nodded in satisfaction: "Alright. The four of you first clean up any remaining traces, then take one million to Shenzhen on the mainland and find a place to hide for a while."

"Have the remaining thirty-four million sent to me by others."

"Understood, boss."

Soon.

Ma Zhichao arrived at an ordinary residential building and met another assassin's henchman.

Bags of cash were laid out in the room.

Thirty-four million Hong Kong dollars, neatly piled up in front of me.

Ma Zhichao wasted no time and immediately summoned the summoning system.

This time, he wasn't going to hire any more ordinary assassins.

While the standard configuration is good, it's starting to fall short of his needs now.

He wants to switch to something even more ruthless.

More advanced.

The system interface expands.

[Xu Zhengyang's team: 10 million Hong Kong dollars required for exchange, plus 10,000 emotion points.]

[Wang Jianjun's team: 10 million Hong Kong dollars required for exchange, plus 10,000 emotional points.]

[Doctor Team: Redemption conditions are the same as above.]

[Hong Jipeng's team: Redemption conditions are the same as above.]

[Qiu Gang'ao's gang: Exchange conditions are the same as above.]

[DOA Mr. Gao's Gang: Exchange conditions are the same as above.]

[The Seven Siblings of Tianyangsheng: Exchange conditions are the same as above.]

[The counterfeit money ring run by the painter: Exchange conditions are the same as above.]

……

From the moment he bound himself to the system yesterday, Ma Zhichao has been thinking about these top-tier BOSS-level teams.

Now I actually pulled up the list and took a look.

They were all incredibly fierce.

Xu Zhengyang, of course, needs no further explanation.

He's a top-tier bodyguard; having him by your side guarantees maximum security and privacy.

Wang Jianjun's side is also quite tough.

He himself, his brother, and a group of assassins who were former Vietnam War veterans—any one of them could be a ruthless and decisive killer.

The medical team is equally enviable.

The doctor's own bomb-making abilities, combined with Rabbit, Sangbang, and a group of elite mercenaries, make this combination ridiculously fierce.

In addition, there is Mr. Gao's money laundering team from DOA and the painter's counterfeit money team.

Any one of these teams is a top-tier resource.

Ten million Hong Kong dollars plus ten thousand emotional points, it's not a loss no matter how you look at it.

Which one should we choose?

"They all smell delicious."

Ma Zhichao stared at the system list for a long time.

Finally, his gaze settled on one of the names.

Tianyang is one of seven siblings.

Those who understand will understand.

These seven men were all ruthless individuals who had risked their lives for their lives.

If it weren't for the main characters' inherent aura, Tian Yangsheng would have completely crushed those people long ago.

As for the other teams, it's not that they aren't strong, but rather that they're not quite suitable for his current stage.

Xu Zhengyang is indeed reliable, but it's not the right time to use him.

Wang Jianjun's team is very lethal, but ordinary assassins are already capable of handling many situations.

Doctors and people like Hong Jipeng, while intimidating, are also prone to causing trouble. If they make a big fuss, they could easily drag themselves down with them.

The painter's counterfeit money team is indeed tempting, but with his current wealth, he can neither afford to take it all nor protect it.

The DOA's money laundering system is too big a target; getting involved now could be disastrous.

Qiu Gang'ao and his gang are not bad either, but their status as former police officers is somewhat sensitive.

After calculating and recalculating...

The seven siblings of Tianyangsheng are still the most suitable.

For a novice like him, it's ruthless, direct, and effective.

"Exchange for the Seven Brothers and Sisters of Heavenly Nourishment".

[Ding—Deducting HKD 10 million and 10,000 emotion points.]

The seven siblings of Tian Yangsheng have been summoned and are currently waiting outside the building.

[System Identity Implantation: Seven people have just arrived in Hong Kong from South Vietnam, their purpose being to seek refuge with the host.]

soon.

Ma Zhichao went downstairs.

Downstairs, seven figures were already standing there quietly.

Six men and one woman, all wearing sunglasses.

They made no unnecessary movements, yet they exuded a chilling sense of danger.

Even just standing by the roadside, it makes people subconsciously not want to get close.

Leading the way is Tian Yangsheng.

mad.

cold.

ruthless.

Pull.

Several qualities blended together, almost entirely written on his face.

This is the aura that a true top-tier outlaw should have.

Standing to the side, Tian Yangyi's strength was second only to Tian Yangsheng's.

The only woman among the seven was Tian Yangsi.

"Boss!" the seven men called out in unison.

"good."

Ma Zhichao looked at the seven newly arrived weapons in front of him and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He then gave the group some money and told them to find a place to stay.

He temporarily kept Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangsi by his side.

Now we have the money.

The troubles that had been weighing on my head have also been cleared away.

My sense of security has been restored.

Shouldn't you start thinking about your personal life now?

Upon reflection, he realized that he had been in this chaotic world of Hong Kong films for two days and hadn't even had a taste of meat yet.

Is this reasonable?

"That's about right, it's time to find some fun for myself."

Ma Zhichao never portrayed himself as a virtuous gentleman.

He is certainly not a saint.

As for the "pure love god of war" thing, it has absolutely nothing to do with him.

Now that I've already transmigrated to this world, wouldn't it be a waste of my time if I didn't meet some of those Hong Kong movie goddesses?

He really wasn't interested in ordinary women.

As for those who engage in prostitution on the street, he would never touch them.

If you were to pick up any bad habits, that would be a real disaster.

"Who should we start with?"

As Ma Zhichao was pondering his target, a beautiful figure suddenly flashed through his mind.

Yesterday, at the news scene of Huang Zhicheng's fall, the female reporter who appeared on camera to report the incident looked like Hong Kong film goddess Fang Siwei!

Thinking about this, Ma Zhichao suddenly felt a little itchy.

Fang Siwei.

That's no ordinary woman.

The Golden Toad Family considers it the finest swan meat!

A goddess-level figure whom three generations of toads have been eyeing for a bite of!

At this moment.

Ma Zhichao was sitting in a nightclub, with Tian Yangsheng and a few others by his side.

In the center of the dance floor, a group of men and women were dancing wildly to the music, creating an incredibly lively atmosphere.

Unfortunately, the dance king, Zha Ge, was missing from the event.

It always feels like it's missing something, something soulful.

Ring ring ring~~~

Just then, the phone rang again.

Ma Zhichao answered the phone casually: "Feed?"

On the other end of the phone, a condescending voice, clearly radiating superiority, immediately came through.

"Hey, Ma Zhichao!"

"Idiot."

Ma Zhichao didn't even bother to ask who the other person was and hung up the phone directly.

Although I haven't figured out who the other person is yet, just hearing that arrogant tone of voice makes me feel uncomfortable.

Ring ring ring~~~

A short while later, the phone rang again.

Ma Zhichao answered the call.

"Hey, Ma Zhichao..."

Snapped.

hang up.

Ring ring ring~~~

Keep hanging.

Ring ring ring~~~

Hang it up again.

Ring ring ring~~~

I'm still hanging here.

Ma Zhichao's face turned cold, and he started cursing inwardly.

What a loser!

Which lunatic is so persistent?

and many more.

Could this be someone from the police force?

This disgusting tone of voice sounds a bit like Huang Zhicheng's.

……

at the same time.

Inside Yau Tsim Police Station.

Wu Shaoxiong, the police officer, held the phone, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"You bastard!"

"Some gangster thug dares to hang up on me?"

"You damn thug, you're courting death!"

Today, he just had someone hack into the computer left behind by Huang Zhicheng.

When Wu Shaoxiong saw the information inside, he almost jumped up from his chair in excitement.

Good guy!

Huang Zhicheng had actually planted two undercover agents next to Han Chen!

What is this?

This is practically a gold brick delivered right to our doorstep!

The preceding text is a record of the enormous contributions made by the notorious drug lord Han Chen.

The following is credit for solving the murder case of Superintendent Wong Chi-shing.

If he could get both of these results, wouldn't Wu Shaoxiong be able to take off?

A leader is indeed a leader.

They have a keen eye.

He was assigned to the Yau Tsim Organized Crime Unit early on to take over this major case.

If he handles the case well, it's only natural that he'll be promoted from superintendent to senior superintendent.

Cool!

So cool.