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Now that Ma Jun has successfully taken the bait, Huo Wenyao is about to show his fangs.
Thinking of this, Lian Haodong felt a great sense of fear deep inside, along with endless anger.
At this moment, he even began to regret why he had provoked Huo Wenyao and brought such a disaster upon himself.
Even if he were given another chance, could Lian Haodong resist the temptation of the huge white-faced noodle market in Tsim Sha Tsui?
Seeing Lian Haodong in a daze, the police officer next to him couldn't help but urge him on:
"Give me back the phone and put the handcuffs on me."
But Lian Haodong seemed not to hear, still immersed in his own emotions.
Seeing that Lian Haodong did not react, the police officer couldn't help but shove him hard.
Suddenly, Lian Haodong turned his head.
The eyes beneath the hood were completely red, and one could even glimpse its狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face.
The officer was startled and couldn't help but take a step back.
But then he realized something was wrong; he had actually been frightened by a short mule—how embarrassing!
Just as the police officers were about to use some underhanded tactics, Lian Haodong forcefully slammed his cell phone to the ground, shattering it into pieces.
He roared furiously, "Huo Wenyao, you son of a bitch, you dare to scheme against me? I'll never forgive you!"
The frantic roar drew the attention of passersby and surprised the police officers, who couldn't understand why the short mule would act this way after making a phone call.
Ma Jun was also shocked. He climbed out of the car and looked at Lian Haodong with a puzzled expression, wanting to ask him what was wrong with him.
Before Ma Jun could speak, Lian Haodong turned to look at him and said in a mocking tone, "So, you're nothing but a clown after all, huh..."
Seeing Lian Haodong's unusual behavior, Ma Jun's intuition told him that something bad was about to happen.
He wanted to ask for clarification, but Lian Haodong had already turned around and gotten into the police car.
Seeing this, Ma Jun had no choice but to give up and planned to return to the police station for further questioning.
"Boss, those cops have all left."
Qiu Gang'ao looked at Huo Wenyao and said.
"Ah Ao, have you forgotten that you used to be a cop too, haha?"
Huo Wenyao said jokingly.
"That was so long ago. Having witnessed too much darkness, I've long since come to hate those people."
Qiu Gangao looked at Huo Wenyao seriously and said, a trace of hatred still visible deep in his eyes.
"Boss, are you really going to end up in the police station with those cops?"
"Those guys are despicable, I'm scared...!"
Hearing Tian Yangsi's somewhat worried words, Huo Wenyao just smiled faintly and said, "Afraid that I'll suffer a loss, huh?"
"Hehe, don't worry, the person who can make me, Huo Wenyao, suffer a loss hasn't been born yet."
The words were simple, yet they exuded unparalleled domineering power.
His aura was like that of a king in the night, dazzling all who beheld him.
Tian Yangsheng and the others were also infected by this, and their eyes were full of fanaticism as they looked at Huo Wenyao.
"Is everything alright?"
Brother Zha knew what Huo Wenyao was asking and immediately replied:
"Don't worry, boss, they're all trustworthy brothers, there won't be any problems."
"After the matter is settled, give them some money and let them go out and lay low for a while."
Huo Wenyao gave the instructions and then left the bar.
As the police and reporters left, details of what happened inside the Owl Bar were revealed.
The news spread like wildfire, quickly reaching almost the entire port.
Various clubs and organizations also received the news.
Some people began to gloat, while others were very interested in the mysterious expert who had appeared and wanted to recruit him.
Hung Hing...
A sinister smile was on Liang Kun's face.
"Qiang, do you think Huo Wenyao is a jinx? Why are so many people causing trouble for him?"
“Boss, Huo Wenyao’s power is growing too fast and it’s easy to offend people. Since someone is clearing this obstacle for us, we should just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor.”
“You’re right. I was worried that Huo Wenyao would become a major threat to us in the future. We’re already stretched thin, but I didn’t expect that all these cops would want to cause trouble for that good-for-nothing Huo Wenyao. Even God is helping me.”
"Why should I, Liang Kun, worry about failing to achieve my great ambitions... Again."
"341" Dark clouds loom over the city, threatening to crush it.
"Boss, Huo Wenyao is really two-faced, just like you."
Sha Qiang squinted at Liang Kun and said with a smile.
"Damn it, you're comparing him to me? Although I, Liang Kun, like to stab people in the back, at least I'm consistent inside and out."
Liang Kun pointed at Sha Qiang and cursed.
"Boss, Huo Wenyao is in big trouble. You've always wanted to develop our white-collar business in Tsim Sha Tsui, right? This is a perfect opportunity."
“Tsim Sha Tsui is the most prosperous place in our port, but ever since that kid Fok Man-yiu took it over, we have lost this huge market. This is a good opportunity to send our people in.”
Upon hearing Sha Qiang's words, Liang Kun's face broke into a sinister smile.
He had indeed always been envious of Tsim Sha Tsui, but unfortunately, Fok Man-yiu had turned Tsim Sha Tsui into his stronghold, managing it like an impregnable fortress, making it difficult for him to interfere.
"What's the rush? Have you forgotten that good-for-nothing Ji Shaoqun? It's not even certain whether he can kill Huo Wenyao."
Liang Kun looked at Sha Qiang and began to lecture him.
Sha Qiang nodded. Right now, Hung Hing is still fighting with Tung Sing for territory, so they can't spare too many people.
If this is just another feint and another conflict arises with Huo Wenyao, then it would be a losing proposition.
Sha Qiang: "I watched that video. I've never seen that mysterious person who fought Ma Jun before. Should we investigate him?"
Liang Kun: "Go check it out. That guy's strength is miles ahead of Chen Haonan's. If I can get him to work for me, my strength will increase greatly."
Hung Hing naturally has its own media, and Liang Kun saw the bar's video immediately. He was also very interested in that mysterious expert.
With the help of such an unparalleled expert, Chen Haonan and Huo Wenyao are nothing but trash.
Given that mysterious expert's skill level, it would be difficult for anyone in such a large port to find a match for him without the use of firearms.
Although Liang Kun has many underlings, he doesn't have many top-notch fighters, and these are exactly the kinds of talents he desperately needs.
Talented individuals are indispensable for expanding territory.
On the other hand, Ah Lok was also observing the situation. After the previous incidents, he had become more cautious.
Only the loyal and righteous Lian Haolong knew that all of this was Huo Wenyao's conspiracy.
However, he is now in a terrible predicament. For the sake of his younger brother, Lian Haodong, he has no choice but to swallow his pride and pull strings to put pressure on the Mong Kok Police Station.
But who is Ma Jun? How could he possibly let Lian Haodong go before he has enough evidence to kill Huo Wenyao?
Although Lian Haodong is a loyal and trustworthy person, no information about him has been obtained from the outside world. Ma Jun also claimed that the arrested thugs were Huo Wenyao's men.
Once we get Lian Haodong's confession, we can bring Huo Wenyao directly to the police station for questioning.
Although he didn't have the authority to handle cases in other locations, this didn't stump Ma Jun.
Ma Jun's return to Mong Kok Police Station caused a sensation throughout the station.
The officers from other departments were all astonished by this scene, thinking that Ma Jun had solved another big case and arrested so many people at once, and they couldn't help but start discussing it.
Because Mong Kok and Tsim Sha Tsui are quite far apart, the news of the bar incident hasn't reached back yet.
The director, however, knew that Ma Jun was after Huo Wenyao, and his return had caused a sensation, likely bringing considerable trouble.
Soon, Ma Jun was summoned to the office of the foreign director.
"What are you up to? Are you complaining that I'm too comfortable in this position?"
Faced with the director's questioning, Ma Jun remained completely calm...
"Chief, catching criminals is my responsibility, and this time we've made great progress."
"You're a police inspector from Mong Kok, going to Tsim Sha Tsui to arrest people, who gave you that right?"
"In an emergency, I had no choice but to act quickly. I couldn't just let the criminals get away from me."
"you……"
Faced with Ma Jun's tough stance, the director was so angry that he was speechless.
"Director, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to my work now."
Ma Jun turned around and walked straight out of the office.
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