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Ma Jun's face was solemn, his brows furrowed with deep melancholy, and he spoke to Chen Guozhong in a deep voice.

"Inspector Chen, I have a feeling something is wrong with this."

"The emergencies that occurred tonight were one after another, linked together without any flaws. It is obvious that someone is planning the whole thing behind the scenes and secretly manipulating the situation."

Chen Guozhong stood still, gently stroking his chin with his fingertips. After a moment of contemplation, his eyes sharpened instantly, and he decisively issued the order to act.

"Ma Jun, you take a team immediately and rush to Wong Po's warehouse in the New Territories. Make sure to keep a close eye on the situation."

"I'm going to submit a request to my superiors now, asking for the deployment of the Flying Tigers to assist in the operation. These drug traffickers are all armed with heavy weapons and are extremely dangerous. We absolutely cannot be careless during the operation!"

"Roger that, Inspector Chen!"

Ma Jun responded decisively and without hesitation. He turned around and led a group of police officers out quickly. After everyone boarded the car, the sirens pierced the night sky as they sped off towards the New Territories.

Chen Guozhong turned his head and glanced at Xiao Bawang, who was sitting in the interrogation room, still calm and composed. Then, without lingering any longer, he quickly walked out of the interrogation room and began to handle the follow-up procedures.

Just fifteen minutes later, Chan Kwok-chung had completed the search warrant and arrest warrant. He met up with the fully armed Flying Tigers team members at the police station entrance. After confirming that everyone was ready, he immediately led the team to the Wong Po Warehouse in the New Territories.

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Meanwhile, in a private room at a bar on Portland Street, the atmosphere had become extremely tense.

Liang Kun sat on the sofa, his fingertips tapping repeatedly on the table. His patience had long since worn off, and he looked at Wang Bao across from him with impatience. The two had been arguing for quite some time.

Wang Bao was not only unreasonable, but also extremely arrogant, showing no regard for Hung Hing. He even openly boasted that after midnight, he would be in charge of the entire Mong Kok area. Every word he uttered was a blatant provocation, clearly intended to force both sides to completely break off relations and go to war.

Suppressing his anger, Liang Kun stared coldly at Wang Bao and spoke slowly, word by word.

"Wang Bao, tonight you deliberately framed Hung Hing, throwing dirty water on us. I, Liang Kun, will remember this, and I will get my revenge sooner or later!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Bao immediately let out a disdainful sneer, his face full of contempt as he mocked him wantonly.

"If you're afraid to fight, just say so. Why make up these high-sounding excuses? Do you really think people can't see through it?"

"Where's your cousin nicknamed 'Knife King Bei'? Didn't he beat Luo Tianhong in the Walled City a while ago?"

"If he's so capable, let him come out and fight me one-on-one. Stop with these underhanded tactics!"

These words completely ignited Liang Kun's anger. He was so furious that he stood up abruptly, about to turn around and continue his heated argument with Wang Bao, when the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

A henchman from the number gang rushed in, looking flustered, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his voice trembling.

"Master Bao! Something terrible has happened!"

"Something's happened at our warehouse! We've received news that the situation is out of control!"

Wang Bao's expression suddenly changed drastically. He immediately concluded that Liang Kun had secretly attacked him as revenge. His eyes widened in anger, and his violent aura surged. He was about to turn on Liang Kun and fight on the spot.

Before he could make a move, another henchman stumbled into the private room, not even bothering to close the door, his voice filled with extreme panic.

"Master Bao, something terrible has happened!"

"Our men who were tasked with attacking Soy Street were all wiped out; the operation was a complete failure. Hung Tai's forces have been advancing relentlessly and have reached Sneaker Street!"

Upon hearing these two pieces of news, Wang Bao was completely stunned. He stood there dumbfounded, his previous arrogance vanished instantly, and he looked as helpless as a baby weighing over 200 pounds.

His mind went blank; he couldn't react at all.

what's going on?

What exactly is going on?

When did I order my men to attack Soy Street?

How come I had no idea?

Furthermore, my warehouse in the New Territories is located in an extremely secluded location, and very few people know about it on a regular basis. It is guarded by more than a dozen trusted brothers, each of whom is equipped with submachine guns. How could it have been raided so suddenly?

Damn it, did the police's Flying Tigers take action and raid my warehouse?

He finally snapped out of his daze, and when he looked up, he met Liang Kun's narrowed eyes. Liang Kun's undisguised murderous intent instantly surfaced in his eyes, locking onto him firmly, which made Wang Bao's heart skip a beat and a strong sense of unease surge up.

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Wang Baoqiang questioned her sharply.

"Handsome Kun, were you behind this? Did you orchestrate all of this?"

Liang Kun let out a sneer, his face full of disdain and his tone full of hostility.

"Damn it, you fatso, trying to play the victim and accuse me first?"

"Who knows if this was all orchestrated by your number-handling team, a charade staged in front of me, a deliberate trap set for Hung Hing?"

"I'm telling you this: if you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, don't even think about leaving this bar alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of idiots standing behind Liang Kun instantly moved in unison, quickly drawing pistols from their waists, the dark muzzles pointing directly at Wang Bao and his group.

Huang Mao Aji and his gang around Wang Bao reacted quickly, not daring to show any weakness. They immediately took out their pistols and aimed them at Liang Kun and his men on the other side.

The tension between the two sides instantly reached a boiling point, and the atmosphere in the private room plummeted to freezing point. The air seemed to solidify, and a gunfight could break out at the slightest provocation.

Just at this critical moment, a crisp and urgent electronic notification sound suddenly rang out, breaking the deathly silence in the private room.

Drop drop drop!

Drop drop drop!

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it came from the mobile phone on the table in front of Liang Kun. The screen was flashing, obviously indicating that a call was coming in.

With a blank expression, Liang Kun bent down, reached out and picked up the mobile phone, pressing the answer button with his fingertips.

The next second, Lin Bei's voice came through the receiver.

Back then, mobile phones had extremely poor privacy, loud signal noise, and no soundproofing. At this moment, the private room was completely silent, and the sound from the receiver was exceptionally clear and loud, so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Hey boss, how far have things progressed on your end? Is everything going smoothly?"

A cold smile curled at the corner of Liang Kun's lips. He sneered and responded indifferently.

"Heh, things aren't going very smoothly. They can't reach an agreement, and they've already pulled out their weapons and are facing off."

"I understand. Put it on speakerphone, I'll talk to Wang Bao."

Lin Bei's tone was calm on the other end of the phone. Liang Kun had no doubts and immediately pressed the speakerphone button, gently placing the mobile phone on the table, facing Wang Bao.