Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

Southwestern border.

The night wind whistled through the dense, primeval tropical rainforest.

Inside a hidden military base less than five kilometers from the border.

The makeshift joint command center at the front was brightly lit.

In the center of the hall, there was a huge electronic sand table that occupied almost half of the room.

The sand table is adorned with various complex terrain contour lines and densely packed red and blue markers.

The person in charge of the major operation.

Captain Lei of the Provincial Anti-Drug Brigade stood ramrod straight in front of the sand table.

He braced his hands on the edge of the table.

His brows furrowed tightly into the shape of the Chinese character "川" (river).

His gaze was sharp as a knife, fixed on the red dots on the sand table that represented suspicious targets.

The air in the command center was very quiet.

The only sounds were the occasional faint electrical hum from the communication equipment and the soft tapping of the staff officers' keyboards.

Captain Lei's chest rose and fell slowly.

His brain was working at lightning speed.

"This is going to be a tough battle," a thought crossed his mind.

Looking at the red and blue markings, he knew very well how dire the situation was.

This intelligence indicates that many of their fan leaders from Yunnan Province are planning to hold a meeting overseas.

These gang leaders usually hide like rats in the city's sewers, remotely directing their underlings.

Each one of them is cunning, with multiple burrows, making them slippery and difficult to catch.

Catching them is harder than climbing to heaven.

And this time...

In order to negotiate with foreign warlords for that enormous and astonishing amount of dumping.

They had to take a huge risk and personally lead their trusted confidants across the border.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But again.

This is also a dangerous challenge.

Captain Lei's gaze grew increasingly cold.

He knew all too well that these fan leaders were all desperate criminals with blood on their hands.

They were well aware of their crimes and knew that if they were caught, they would definitely be shot.

and so.

They must have been accompanied by heavy firepower during this border crossing.

As long as there is even the slightest flaw in the police's operation to close in.

Once the enemy realizes they are surrounded, they will definitely not surrender without resistance.

They will definitely take advantage of the terrain and launch the most frantic and brutal counterattack.

They might even drag police assault team members down with them without hesitation.

Commander Lei would never allow his soldiers to suffer unnecessary casualties.

We must use overwhelming troop superiority and tactical suppression to minimize the danger.

Thinking about this...

Faced with such a grim situation, the person in charge of this major operation demonstrated a swift and decisive, iron-fisted approach.

He suddenly sat up straight.

He turned to face all the senior officers standing ramrod straight in the command hall.

"Attention all combat units!"

Captain Lei's voice was powerful and resonant, carrying an imposing and authoritative quality.

"The final deployment order is now issued!"

The senior police officers in the hall instantly perked up and straightened their backs.

"First-line team: Cut off all known smuggling routes."

"The second team will deploy underwater interception nets along the border river."

"SWAT team and snipers, immediately occupy the high ground marked on the sand table."

"remember."

"Do not initiate an attack into the primeval jungle to engage in skirmishes."

"Let them come closer."

Captain Lei slammed his hands heavily on the edge of the sand table.

"Wait until they are completely inside our ambush zone, then tighten the trap!"

"clear!"

The officers responded in unison, then quickly turned and ran to their respective communication stations to issue orders.

The orders from the supreme commander were relayed.

The entire border defense line resembled a steel behemoth that had awakened, instantly baring its fangs.

Under the cover of night.

Numerous fully armed special police officers, border guards in ghillie suits, and experienced anti-drug elites.

They moved swiftly through the dense rainforest like ghosts.

After reaching the designated location.

Everyone quickly took cover and loaded their guns.

The high-precision thermal imager and night vision equipment were all turned on, like eyes opening in the darkness.

Captain Lei has laid a truly inescapable trap along the border.

His tactics were very clear.

It's like waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump.

In just half an hour.

This border line, stretching for dozens of kilometers, instantly transformed into a giant pocket.

Captain Lei turned his attention back to the electronic sand table.

He took a deep breath.

I adjusted my breathing rhythm.

His eyes turned as cold and piercing as ice.

The current deployment is flawless.

What he has to do.

Standing here, quietly waiting for those prey to walk right into the trap.

at the same time.

Another secluded spot along the border.

A row of SUVs turned off their lights and quietly parked in the weeds not far from the border river.

The car door opened.

Li Mo'an stepped down.

The humid night wind ruffled his short hair.

He took a few steps forward, using the faint moonlight as his guide.

My gaze passed through the waist-high reeds in front of me.

He could clearly see the solemn boundary marker standing not far away.

On the other side of the boundary marker, further on, lies Sanbianpo.

It was that chaotic area rumored to be ruled by warlords and tyrants.

Old Zou got out of another car.

He hunched over, his hands clammy with sweat, and cautiously approached Li Mo'an from the side and behind.

Looking at that boundary marker.

Old Zou's heart started pounding uncontrollably.

He knew all too well that once they crossed that line, these police officers from Dongda University would completely lose their confidence in enforcing the law.

Ahead lies a bottomless abyss.

Old Zou swallowed hard, nervously observing the surroundings.

And Li Mo'an was standing in front.

At this moment, however, there was no sense of tension, as if walking on thin ice.

He calmly examined the boundary marker.

In the eyes of this young man who lacks sufficient awareness of danger, going to Sanbianpo to attend the fan meeting is no different from attending a business forum in a high-end office building.

It's just a group of people sitting together discussing business.

but.

Looking at the pitch-black night before me.

Li Mo'an suddenly had a thought.

His brain began to work rapidly along some strange line of logic.

"I've now taken Zhao Zhihai's place."

"He attended that so-called 'fan leader conference' in his capacity as the newly appointed leader."

"Those fan leaders are usually very wealthy and powerful."

That warlord, in particular, wielded considerable military power and became extremely arrogant.

"At most, I only brought a dozen or so henchmen, plus a few bodyguards like Old Zou who look quite old."

"This team's roster looks rather meager."

"If we just swagger past like that..."

"At that fan club gathering, she didn't stand out at all."

"If you have no substance, how can others respect you?"

"How can I discuss the big business deals if I lose face?" This thought crossed Li Mo'an's mind.

He touched his chin.

I feel we need to change the way we make our entrance.

To know.

in the past.

Just like in this life, he possesses an uncontrollable evil nature and lacks sufficient awareness of danger.

He struggled in the entertainment industry, trying to grab the spotlight and stand out.

He also has a little-known nickname.

That's the idea king.

At this time.

His knack for generating ideas suddenly came back into play.

He stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "I need to think about this carefully."