Hong Kong variety show: The mastermind behind the scenes is emerging.

Meanwhile, more than 30,000 police officers across Hong Kong were frantically searching for them.

In the deepest part of Kowloon Walled City, inside an illegally constructed building, Yip Kwok-foon and his five fellow villagers were enjoying a victor's celebration in their dimly lit, cramped "old lair."

"Hahahahaha!"

Extremely arrogant laughter erupted from inside the room.

"Brother Huan! We really made a name for ourselves this time! It caused a sensation throughout Hong Kong!"

The burly Ah Gui, holding a bottle of chilled Blue Ribbon beer, pointed at the 14-inch black-and-white television in the corner that was replaying the midday news, and shouted with fervent admiration:

"Huan-ge, look! The TV is playing that video on repeat all the time, showing you single-handedly mowing down those damn cops with an AK! Three of you suppressed dozens of uniformed police officers, they didn't even dare to lift their heads, that was fucking awesome! This is the most awesome day for us brothers! It's the best!"

The other henchmen echoed excitedly, their faces flushed as if they were drunk.

"What Royal Police? They're all paper tigers! They'd be scared out of their wits if they met our AKs!"

Listening to his underlings' enthusiastic praise, Ye Guohuan, sitting on the only broken sofa, wiped the AK-47 that had made great contributions with a rag stained with gun oil, and sneered with extreme disdain.

"Ha, these cops in Hong Kong only bully street vendors and unarmed civilians. In the end, they're just a bunch of good-for-nothings who just coast along for a paycheck."

Ye Guohuan pulled the bolt back with a click, his eyes revealing an arrogance and disdain born of years of battlefield experience.

"These pampered soldiers, when faced with people like us who value money over life, they all run faster than rabbits. One AK is enough to scare them so much they wet their pants."

Ye Guohuan curled his lip and mocked arrogantly, "With the fighting strength of this bunch of trash, they dare to spout nonsense about defending Hong Kong? If the mainland really attacks, I bet these Hong Kong police won't even last two hours before they collapse and surrender!"

His words immediately drew unrestrained laughter from his underlings.

Before yesterday's operation, they were actually extremely nervous. After all, they were just a bunch of novices, and the police outside were all armed with real guns.

However, after today's battle, they have had a complete epiphany!

It turns out that this so-called "largest metropolis in the Far East" and this so-called "Royal Police" are utterly vulnerable in the face of these cold, ruthless steel weapons and fearless desperados!

As long as you're willing to risk your life and have enough firepower, robbing money in this city where gold is everywhere is incredibly satisfying!

"Alright, stop bragging."

Ye Guohuan placed the cleaned AK aside, stubbed out his cigarette, and his eyes became fervent.

"Now for the most important step, Ah Zhong. Lay out all the spoils we risked our lives for today, and count how much we actually looted!"

"Alright, Huan-ge!"

Ah Zhong excitedly agreed and immediately dragged the four heavy red, white and blue canvas bags to the broken wooden table in the center of the room with the other two people.

"Splash splash splash—"

Accompanied by the sound of a zipper being pulled open, a crisp and pleasant metallic clanging sound rang out in the small room.

Countless glittering gold bars, necklaces, bracelets, and dozens of diamond-encrusted Rolex watches poured out of the bag like a waterfall, instantly filling the entire table.

Under the dim light, the small mountain made of pure gold and jewels shimmered with a dazzling light that could drive anyone mad.

"Gulp..."

The room fell silent instantly, with only the heavy breathing and frantic swallowing sounds of the six men.

"My goodness..." Ah Gui's eyes widened, and he reached out his rough, calloused hand to grab a handful of gold necklaces, rubbing them in his hands. His voice trembled. "I've lived for almost thirty years... and this is the first time I've ever seen so much gold with my own eyes..."

"We've struck it rich...this time we've really struck it rich! Hahahaha!!"

The group of young men could no longer contain their joy and jumped around the table, as if they could already see the wonderful scene of returning to their hometown, building a big villa, and marrying a beautiful wife.

"Alright! Calm down, all of you! Look at you, so naive and unsophisticated!"

Although Ye Guohuan was also extremely excited, as the leader, he suppressed his elation and waved his hand, "Ah Zhong, get the scales! Separate all the gold jewelry according to purity and weigh them! Then separate those Rolexes and estimate their value!"

"clear!"

The henchmen immediately sprang into action. They took out a borrowed mechanical balance scale and began to weigh the blood-stained gold with extreme care.

After half an hour.

Ah Zhong took a calculator, pressed a few keys rapidly, then compared it with the international gold price quoted this morning. He looked up and reported to Ye Guohuan.

"Brother Huan, I've figured it out." Ah Zhong's face was still smiling, but he didn't seem as enthusiastic as before. "All the gold bars and jewelry add up to about... six hundred taels. Plus the thirty-odd Rolexes and some silver ornaments. Converted to Hong Kong dollars at the current market price..."

"Around three million."

Upon hearing this number...

The previously noisy room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

"How much?" Ah Gui was stunned, pointing at the television. "Three million? You must have miscalculated! The news anchor on TV clearly stated that we robbed those five gold shops, and the initial estimate of the losses is around ten million!"

"Yeah! Damn it, the TV clearly said ten million! How come it shrank by two-thirds to just three million when it got to us?!" Another henchman exclaimed, glaring at Ah Zhong, "Did you embezzle some money?"

"Bullshit! Everyone's watching me weigh it, where am I supposed to hide it?!" Ah Zhong shouted indignantly.

Hearing his underlings arguing, Ye Guohuan's face instantly darkened, turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

He had traveled all over the country since he was a child and had also been involved in gangs and triads. He was much more quick-witted than these roughnecks and figured out the trickery almost instantly.

"Alright, stop arguing! It wasn't that Ah Zhong miscalculated; we were tricked by those gold shop owners!"

Ye Guohuan gritted his teeth and slammed his hand heavily on the table, a flash of extreme anger and frustration at being mocked crossing his eyes.

"Damn! These capitalists who own gold shops are even more ruthless than us robbers!"

"We risked our lives charging ahead, carrying the enormous burden of robbing ten million, while these old foxes hid in the back, not only not losing out, but actually making a fortune through our schemes!"

After hearing Ye Guohuan's analysis, the big circle boys in the room were all furious.

"Damn it! These unscrupulous businessmen are utterly despicable! They're so greedy!"

But this was not the part that made Ye Guohuan most angry and desperate.

He knew that the three million was just the market price. The gold and luxury watches they possessed were stolen goods stained with blood and bearing special serial numbers. To exchange these items for usable Hong Kong dollars, they would have to find the well-connected black market dealers in Temple Street.

Under normal circumstances, those unscrupulous middlemen would only pay a maximum of 40% of the market price for stolen goods. That's 1.2 million!

And now?

Ye Guohuan glanced at the television. Right now, the police throughout Hong Kong were like mad dogs, sweeping everywhere; the situation was extremely tense. In this "special period," if you tried to sell stolen goods, those middlemen would definitely take advantage of the chaos and drive down the price drastically!

If you can get 20% of the market price for this hot potato that's in the spotlight, which is HK$600,000, you're already incredibly lucky!

Six hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars!

The more Ye Guohuan calculated, the more frustrated he felt and the more he wanted to kill someone!

There are six of them here! Even if he, as the leader, takes the lion's share, he'll only get a maximum of two or three hundred thousand!

He sold his ancestral home to buy this batch of weapons, and even without considering high-interest loans, he still spent nearly 200,000 yuan!

This is equivalent to fighting for half a day with dozens of police officers on the street, blowing up two police cars, and carrying out a shocking case that stunned the entire city of Hong Kong.

In the end, they almost didn't even recoup their investment in arms?! And now they're wanted throughout Hong Kong for "robbing ten million"?!

"Damn it!! You ripped me off!!"

Ye Guohuan finally couldn't contain his rage any longer and stood up abruptly like a maddened tyrannosaurus. He grabbed an empty wine bottle from the table and smashed it against the wall, shattering it into pieces.

He was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the pile of "junk" on the table that looked golden but was actually worthless.

"Life is fucking tough!"

Ye Guohuan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, his eyes burning with a kind of madness born from being driven to the brink of despair.

"Brothers, didn't those shady businessmen and cops announce to the outside world that we robbed ten million worth of goods today?"

Ye Guohuan abruptly grabbed the AK-47, pulled the bolt back, turned to look at his brothers who were also extremely frustrated by their meager pay, and issued an extremely crazy order that could plunge Hong Kong into utter madness:

"Since they all say we robbed ten million! Then I can't just take the blame for this!"

"Ah Jin, you'll get another car with fake plates tomorrow! And fill all the magazines! Let's keep going!"

"Since the news says we robbed ten million, let's go and make up that ten million! We'll stop when we've gathered that ten million in cash!!"