Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

Ye Guohuan's expression suddenly changed. Sensing danger, he immediately shouted a warning to his men inside the cabin.

"Watch out, there's an ambush!"

Before the words were even finished, three or four modified speedboats broke through the darkness and rapidly surrounded the fishing boat.

The speedboat, with its powerful engine, cut through the sea, splashing up large white sprays.

Without hesitation, the men in black lying in ambush on the speedboat raised their guns and opened fire on the exposed fishing boat.

Da da da!

A hail of bullets rained down, striking the ship's deck with a piercing metallic clang.

The people on the fishing boat were completely unprepared and had no power to resist.

The speedboat was extremely fast and maneuvered nimbly. Coupled with the poor visibility on the sea at night and the fishing boat having only a dim light, the people on board were like live targets, exposed to gunfire.

Da da da!

Gunshots continued, followed by heart-wrenching screams.

"Aaaaaah!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Don't kill me! I have money! I can give you all of it!"

Desperate pleas for mercy mingled with gunshots and the sound of waves, echoing across the sea.

Ye Guohuan reacted extremely quickly, dragging over a corpse that had been shot and killed, pressing it onto himself, and remaining motionless to pretend to be dead in order to avoid being shot at.

A minute later, the gunfire stopped, and the speedboat slowly came to a stop beside the fishing boat.

Several men dressed in black waterproof suits and masked boarded the fishing boat and quickly searched the area.

One of the subordinates found the black briefcase and reported to the leader in a low voice.

"Dilgo, we've found the box containing the money."

Dilu stood at the ship's railing, his expression indifferent, his tone devoid of any emotion.

"Yes, Brother Chen gave the order: kill someone and take the money."

"Let these corpses be eaten by seabirds at sea."

"clear!"

Several men in black quickly evacuated the fishing boat, jumped back into the speedboat, started the engine, turned around, and sped back towards Tuen Mun pier.

Several minutes later, after confirming that there was no one else on the sea and that everything was completely quiet, Ye Guohuan slowly opened his eyes, pushed away the corpse that was pressing down on him, and struggled to stand up.

He gazed in the direction of Hong Kong Island, his eyes filled with gloom, his tone laced with intense hatred.

"Dilu, Han Chen?"

"I, Ye Guohuan, will return sooner or later!"

"I will repay this grudge a hundredfold!"

......

Meanwhile, Han Chen successfully escorted the four members of the Tsim Sha Tsui gang to a hidden abandoned warehouse in Nam Sang Wai.

Under the relentless interrogation, coercion, and pressure from Dilu and Shaqiang, the four Gandhis men, who had been suffering greatly, finally couldn't take it anymore and were forced to reveal the locations of all the warehouses under their names, as well as the secret locations where they hid their dirty money.

Han Chen, clutching the slip of paper covered with addresses, slowly walked out of the interrogation room and dialed Liang Kun's number.

"Hey, Kun."

"Yes, everything is settled."

"I'll give you four addresses. Send someone there immediately and take all the cash from inside."

After receiving a response on the other end of the phone, Han Chen recited the addresses on the slip of paper one by one.

After hanging up the phone, Han Chen instructed Dilu to stay at the warehouse and keep a close watch on Gandhi and his three companions, forbidding anyone from approaching.

He then drove away with Sha Qiang.

Sha Qiang gripped the steering wheel, driving while asking questions with a puzzled expression.

"Brother Chen, where are we going now?"

"Go to their private warehouse."

Han Chen stared ahead, gazing at the pitch-black night, his tone calm.

Sha Qiang stared wide-eyed, his face full of surprise.

"what?"

"There are only two of us, how can we possibly move all this cargo?"

"Those four warehouses must contain a considerable amount of goods!"

Han Chen shook his head helplessly, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

No wonder people call you Silly Qiang.

"How could I possibly only bring the two of us? I've already arranged the manpower in advance."

"oh!"

Sha Qiang nodded as if he understood, but didn't ask any more questions and focused on driving.

Late that night, more than ten strong young men that Han Chen had gathered in advance assembled, drove several small vans, and split up to empty the warehouse of Gandi, Guohua, Heigui, and Wenzheng, leaving nothing behind.

In a spacious warehouse somewhere in Kowloon, snow-white flour was piled up like a mountain.

Han Chen stood in front of the pile of goods, looking down at the bountiful harvest before him. A genuine smile finally appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of ambition.

"With this shipment, would I, Han Chen, still be afraid of the Ni family?"

......

The courtyard of the Ni family's private villa was brightly lit.

Ni Yongxiao, dressed in a white fitted shirt, looked indifferently at Huang Zhicheng and Lu Qichang standing opposite him, his tone slightly sarcastic.

"Indeed, if the police are trustworthy, even pigs can fly."

"Just two days ago, I reported to the police that a police officer had instigated someone to commit murder. Only a few days later, the person involved was reinstated."

"They even stood unharmed in front of me, the one who called the police!"

"I'd like to ask, what kind of people are actually working in Hong Kong Island's judicial system?"

Huang Zhicheng was enraged by these sarcastic words, and his blood boiled instantly. He was about to step forward to argue when Lu Qichang reached out and stopped him.

"Ah-Hsiao, if you have any objections, you can file a complaint with the judge through the proper channels. Every decision made by the police force is approved and implemented in accordance with proper procedures."

Lu Qichang spoke calmly, deliberately suppressing any conflict.

"snort."

Ni Yongxiao snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"Tomorrow I will formally file charges against Officer Wong Chi-shing and contact the Hong Kong media to expose the corruption and abuse of power within the police force."

Huang Zhicheng could no longer contain his anger and blurted out a string of curses.

"Ni Yongxiao, cold-blooded drug lords like you deserve to die!"

"Tonight you sent men to the hot pot restaurant to shoot and kill Gandhi, Guohua, Black Ghost, and Wenzheng. Do you dare to admit it?"

Upon hearing this, Ni Yongxiao was stunned, his eyes wide with astonishment.

He was completely baffled. He had never sent anyone to carry out the attack, so how could there be any talk of him being shot?

He subconsciously turned to look at his third uncle beside him, only to see that his third uncle also looked astonished and full of doubt.

The two exchanged glances, both puzzled.

If it wasn't me, or my third uncle, then who was secretly behind it?

"Officer Huang, do you have any substantial evidence to prove that I did it?"

Ni Yongxiao regained his composure, his tone indifferent, and calmly asked a question.

Huang Zhicheng's lips curled into a confident, cold smile, his tone forceful.

"Your intention to eliminate these four people is common knowledge; everyone in Hong Kong, both the legitimate and criminal underworld, knows it!"

There's no need to pretend or act stupid in front of me.

"Is this another set of subjective and conjectured arguments?"

Ni Yongxiao looked helpless, his tone tinged with annoyance.

He raised his hand to signal to the bodyguard beside him and gave the order in an icy tone.

"Please ask these officers to leave."

"You have no search warrant or arrest warrant. I don't have time to waste with these two idiots."

"As a police officer, you can't solve cases by relying on subjective assumptions and wild guesses."

"The chaotic state of public security on Hong Kong Island is largely due to you."

After saying that, he ignored the two of them and turned to walk straight into the inner hall of the villa.