Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

"Alright, I knew this day would come," Chen Mo said, feigning nonchalance. "When are you letting me go? Are you really going to make me stay here for 24 hours?"

"This isn't your first time here, just wait! Your lawyer will come tomorrow!"

"Alright, then I'll stay for one night."

Huang Bingyao returned to his office, turned on his computer, and pulled up a top-secret file.

It was Chen Mo's undercover file, including Chen Mo's police academy experience and the merits he had made as an undercover agent over the years.

Of course, apart from destroying Wei Jixiang's videotape factory some time ago, he doesn't have many other meritorious deeds to his name.

Looking at Chen Mo, who was clearly still very young in the photo, Huang Bingyao couldn't help but feel a little teary-eyed.

With mixed feelings, Huang Bingyao still reluctantly clicked the delete button.

He knew very well that Chen Mo was right; even if he returned to the police force, he would not be trusted by them anymore.

For someone like Chen Mo, who has been an undercover agent for several years, the best outcome is that he becomes a minor leader in a mediocre department, with virtually no room for advancement. In fact, he may even face retaliation from outside gangs.

Completely erasing Chen Mo's police identity might actually be a good thing for him.

The next morning, Li Ying led Chen Mo to a conference room, where Hong Le's magic lamp was also present.

"Li sir, why did you bring me here?" Chen Mo asked, puzzled.

"Yeah, Officer Li, aren't you afraid we'll fight if you put the two of us together?"

The genie rubbed his reddened eyes; he looked somewhat tired.

He was also brought back last night, but his physical condition was much worse than Chen Mo's. After sitting in the interrogation room all night, he was not feeling well.

"What are you doing? I told you to negotiate! What are you doing? You want to keep fighting?"

"Li sir, what are you talking about? What do you mean by 'negotiating'? I don't understand!"

"That's right, I don't know this gentleman at all, what's there to talk about!"

Both Chen Mo and the magic lamp spoke with impeccable discretion.

"I'm telling you, I'm an undercover agent."

I know all the ins and outs of your organization. I called you here to discuss a solution. I don't want any more large-scale raids in Mong Kok. Do you understand?

Chen Mo and the magic lamp exchanged a glance, then each turned their heads away.

The two completely ignored Li Ying's words, and Chen Mo even whistled.

Not opening the film? How is that possible?

Hong Le lost Sneaker Street, how can we not take it back!

The genie really didn't want to fight, but his word didn't count.

Chen Mo's appetite wasn't that small.

Since the people from the genie lamp had already joined the battle last night, it was only natural to rob Laundry Street as well.

Seeing the two of them acting so nonchalantly, Li Ying angrily slammed the door and left.

"Li Ying, come here!"

Li Ying, who had just left the house, was called to Huang Bingyao's office.

"Those people arrested last night have been released on bail by their lawyers. They can leave after paying their bail."

Huang Bingyao handed a stack of documents to Li Ying.

"Let's release Chen Mo and the magic lamp together; there's no point in keeping them detained."

"But, Mr. Wong..." Li Ying was about to say something when Wong Bing-yiu interrupted him.

"I know you want them to make peace, but it's no use."

You've been an undercover agent in the gang, so you should know that they definitely want to settle things once and for all.

They're all thugs anyway, one less to die is one less to worry about, as long as they don't harm the people of Hong Kong Island.

Seeing that Huang Bingyao had said this, Li Ying didn't know what else to say.

"YES, sir!" Li Ying saluted, took the documents, and left Huang Bingyao's office.

Li Ying handed the documents to his subordinates and then went back to the meeting room he had just been in.

Chen Mo and the magic lamp remained seated obediently in their respective seats, making no move or speaking.

Neither of them is stupid; they wouldn't say anything inappropriate in the police station's conference room.

"Alright, someone's here to bail you out, you can leave right now. But!"

Li Ying stood in front of the conference table, his hands resting on the table, his eyes fixed on the two people.

"You can fight if you want, you can take over territory if you want! But from now on, I'll set the rules of the game."

First, we must never harm the property or personal safety of any ordinary citizen!

Second, firearms must never be used.

Third, I expect you all to behave yourselves before 1 a.m. After 1 a.m., I don't care how much you fight, but you must clean this up by 4 a.m.!

I'll only say what I mean once. If you understand, nod.

Chen Mo and the magic lamp exchanged a glance and nodded silently.

"Very good, you all remember this, these three rules are all red lines."

If any of you dare to cross the line, don't blame me for being ruthless.

When the time comes, I'll bring people to raid his place every day for a month, and see how you explain that to your bosses.

I mean what I say. Here, there are no winners, only whoever breaks the rules first dies.

After saying that, Li Ying turned and left.

Not long after, someone came to inform Chen Mo and the magic lamp that they could leave.

When they arrived at the police station lobby, Gao Jin and Fei Ji brought Gang Sheng with them. Many of the underlings who had been arrested the night before had also been released and were waiting for Chen Mo there.

"Brother Mo!"

"Brother Mo!"

As soon as Chen Mo appeared, many people immediately surrounded him.

"What are you doing? This is a police station! Don't cause trouble here!"

A police officer shouted at the group.

"Don't worry, officer, we won't cause any trouble. We'll leave right away!" Chen Mo replied.

"Let's go, we'll talk about it when we get back."

After leaving the police station, Gang Sheng also prepared pomelo leaves for Chen Mo to ward off bad luck.

On the way back, Chen Mo put his arm around Gang Sheng and asked Gao Jin, "Jin, how were the casualties among the brothers last night?"

"Eight died and more than forty were injured."

Although Gao Jin and Fei Ji fought bravely last night and ultimately won, the disparity in numbers was an objective fact, and it was impossible to avoid casualties.

"Have the resettlement allowance and medical expenses been distributed?"

"They were all distributed this morning, including bonuses."

Chen Mo roughly calculated that last night's battle cost him about three million yuan, including resettlement expenses, medicine expenses, today's bail, and his underlings' bonuses.

Money really doesn't last long!

Fortunately, Chen Mo still had a lot of money in his account. He had also robbed a lot of money from Gentleman's Victory's gang last night, and the bar's profits had been quite considerable these past few days. Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to hold on.

"Brother Mo, maybe you should quit being in the gang, it's too dangerous."

Gang Sheng tightened his grip on Chen Mo's arm, his face full of worry.

"Don't talk nonsense, you'll make a fool of yourself! You can't just quit a club whenever you want!"

Chen Mo rolled his eyes at Gang Sheng.

"You're their sister-in-law, you should act like one. You've killed people with your own hands, what's there to worry about!"

Chen Mo suddenly felt that he hadn't trained Hong Sheng enough. After spending too much time with Chen Mo, Hong Sheng had reverted to his innocent and naive self.

Now he's finding it hard to bring himself to discipline Hong Kong students again.

Forget it, I'll just be an innocent girl. If things get really bad, I can always find someone tougher later.