You were put undercover, and you've risen to become the boss.

Meanwhile, the command vehicle was slowly approaching.

A technician turned around.

"Director Qi, General Manager Tan, General Manager Wu, the location tracking has stopped; they've arrived at their destination!"

The three of them perked up and focused intently.

"Where is it positioned?"

"The stone quarry in Shihe Village!"

The next second, the voice of the investigators came through Tan Zhigang's walkie-talkie.

"Report!"

"explain."

"President Tan, we got out of the car in the reeds across the way. According to our intelligence, none of them look like Zuo Min."

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhigang and the other two frowned, looking puzzled. The intelligence officers had seen Zuo Min's portrait, but there was no one who resembled him.

"Is Xiaohui's information wrong? Zuo Min didn't show up?"

Wu Qiang was also completely baffled.

Qi Zheng narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickered a few times, and his mind raced.

"Zuo Min is meticulous, especially when it comes to his own whereabouts. The reason he told the butcher in advance yesterday that he would go with him today was probably to lull us into a false sense of security."

Upon hearing this, Tan Zhigang cursed inwardly, "What a cunning old fox!" He then picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke to the plainclothes investigator.

"Find a spot to monitor the situation inside the quarry, but remember, don't get too close!"

"All action teams, keep your distance and await orders!"

Tan Zhigang turned to look at Qi Zheng.

"Director Qi, Zuo Min hasn't shown up. Should we arrest her?"

Qi Zheng pondered for a moment.

"Let's observe first and see if Zuo Min shows up!"

In front of the stone quarry gate.

After Aung San knocked on the door, the large iron gate opened, revealing a spacious stone quarry courtyard where various stones were scattered together.

As soon as Chen Hui and his group entered, more than a dozen burly men emerged from behind several piles of stones.

These people had cold, menacing eyes that revealed a ruthless edge. Chen Hui could tell at a glance that these were no ordinary thugs, but rather some tough characters.

Moreover, these people were all holding pistols, looking menacing.

The butcher, who had been walking alongside Aung San, became somewhat nervous upon seeing this scene and quietly asked Aung San beside him.

"Brother Aung San, didn't we say we came here to trade? What do they mean by this?"

Tang Chao and Old Scar were equally nervous, their hands instinctively reaching for their lower backs.

Aung San Suu Kyi, looking calm, glanced at the group and spoke.

"What, is Flower Python trying to put on airs with us?"

"Haha... Brother Aung San, I'm inside, come in!"

Aung San gave a wink to the butchers and their companions, signaling them to keep going. Although the butchers were nervous, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the first step.

He had barely taken a step when two burly men stepped forward side by side, blocking his path.

"You can go in, but you should know the rules, right?"

The burly man gave him a look, and the butcher understood. He raised his hands, and the two burly men began to search him, taking away a gun, a dagger, and his cell phone.

"These things will be returned to you after the transaction is complete. We're just keeping them for you for now!"

The burly man then looked at Chen Hui, who was standing next to the butcher, and gave him a look, signaling him to raise his hands for a body search.

However, Chen Hui looked at him coldly, showing no intention of raising his hand or searching him.

The burly man's face immediately darkened, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"Kid, what do you mean?"

Seeing this, the butcher looked worried and quickly said in a low voice.

"Ah Hui, this is the rule. It will be returned to us after the transaction is complete!"

Chen Hui sneered and glanced sideways at the burly man.

"Butcher, guns are our lifeblood. Giving them our guns is the same as giving them our lives. If you want me to hand over my guns, I might as well give them my lives."

"We're here to trade, not to die. Why should we hand over our weapons? The trade is fair. I'm not their subordinate, and besides, I don't have a habit of handing over my weapons!"

Upon hearing this, Aung San gave Chen Hui a deep look, his eyes revealing admiration.

He was somewhat disdainful of the butcher's performance. How could someone like that be the boss and keep the place in check? Only someone like Chen Hui could truly intimidate the entire audience. When it was time to be tough, he was absolutely fearless and showed no sign of timidity.

"Ah Hui..."

The butcher wanted to say something, but Chen Hui interrupted him.

"Butcher, we can't hand over the guns. If we do, how will we trade fairly with them? What if they take the goods and don't pay us? They might even take our lives!"

Before the butcher could speak, Ang stepped forward, looked at the burly man in the lead, and sneered.

"Did you hear that? My brother said there's no way we'll hand over the gun. This gun is our life. Are you trying to kill us?"

Aung San's face immediately darkened, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"Stop putting on airs in front of me and get out of my way!"

The burly man leading the group widened his eyes, revealing a fierce and ferocious expression. He glanced at the arrogant Aung San Suu Kyi out of the corner of his eye and glared at Chen Hui.

"This is our territory. If you come here to trade, you have to follow our rules!"

Chen Hui sneered, his face darkening as well, showing no mercy to him.

"Your rules? Rules my ass! Don't you get it right? You're the ones buying goods, we're selling goods, not risking our lives. If you don't want to buy, we don't have to sell to you. What are you, a mere watchdog, trying to act tough in front of me?"

Upon hearing this, the burly man's face darkened, and he was filled with rage.

Fuck your mother!

He raised his fist, as big as a sandbag, and delivered a fierce and swift punch towards Chen Hui's head.

Chen Hui was faster, taking the lead and kicking first.

"Bang!"

A powerful kick landed squarely on his abdomen, sending him sprawling to the ground. He immediately felt a stitch in his side, his face contorted in agony, and he was temporarily unable to fight.

At the same time, another burly man saw Chen Hui make a move, his eyes widened, a fierce look appeared on his face, and he stepped forward to help.

Aung San Suu Kyi's sinister eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he viciously kicked the man in the side. The big man was completely unprepared for Aung San Suu Kyi's move and was kicked more than a meter away.

He lay face down on the ground, clutching his side, letting out a scream of pain; his side was dented inward.

"Damn it, you think you're so tough? Trying to put on airs in front of me, you bastard, what do you mean by that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen burly men around him raised their guns and pointed them at Chen Hui and his companions, their faces grim.

The Butcher, Scarface, and Tang Chao immediately felt a chill run down their spines, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they reflexively drew their guns from their lower backs.

However, their momentum was clearly insufficient.