Hong Kong film: Undercover agent exposed? I turn evil and amass troops.

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But this is fine too; it'll give Feng Yuxiu some fun.

Only by engaging in martial arts competitions can Feng Yuxiu's value be maximized, and Ma Jun is undoubtedly the best martial arts partner.

It all depends on whether Ma Jun can take a beating...

Ma Jun's face was also ugly. For someone as proud as him, Feng Yuxiu's actions were tantamount to trampling his face on the ground.

But he couldn't find the words to refute it, after all, so many eyes were watching.

"What are you all standing there for? Assaulting a police officer! Take him down now!"

Ma Jun glanced at the mocking looks in his team members' eyes and became even angrier, shouting angrily.

Even though Ma Jun knew that with these guys, it was impossible to capture the highly skilled Feng Yuxiu.

But he desperately needed an outlet for his anger, otherwise he would really get himself into a fit of rage.

The members of the Major Crimes Unit were stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize what was happening and approached Feng Yuxiu with their guns.

They had no choice but to obey Ma Jun's orders. Although everyone felt that Feng Yuxiu had helped them vent their anger, it was still happening in public.

Feng Yuxiu's actions not only made Ma Jun lose face, but also humiliated the port city.

So even if they were unwilling, the team members had no choice but to put on an act, otherwise they would suffer the consequences later.

But how could Feng Yuxiu give them a chance? He simply leaped away and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing the elusive, unpredictable movements of the dancers, which resembled martial arts skills, the people in the bar stared wide-eyed in shock.

The officers looked at each other in bewilderment, and then all turned their attention to the horse army behind them.

Ma Jun's already weakened body couldn't help but vomit another mouthful of blood.

This is truly embarrassing!

"339"? The stage is set up, let's begin the performance!

Ma Jun had completely lost face at this moment, and staying in the bar for even a second longer seemed to mean facing endless ridicule.

In the end, having no other choice, Ma Jun could only slink away with his tail between his legs.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

In a private room on the second floor of the bar, Brother Zha stood next to Huo Wenyao and asked respectfully.

When Huo Wenyao was around, Brother Zha was always able to maintain a proper sense of propriety and never overstepped his bounds.

Even if he knew what was going to happen next, he would still put Huo Wenyao first.

This is the benefit of 100% loyalty.

"The stage is set up, now it's up to Ma Jun to perform. Hopefully it won't be too boring."

Huo Wenyao glanced at Ma Jun's disheveled figure and said in a deep voice with a profound expression.

At this moment, behind Huo Wenyao stood Zha Ge, A Hu, Tian Yangsheng, and others, a veritable gathering of powerful figures.

With so many ruthless and powerful men under his command, Huo Wenyao could be said to be fearless and confident, unafraid of any crisis.

At this moment, Ma Jun, who had just stepped out of the bar, began to roar hysterically, attracting the attention of passersby.

"A bunch of useless trash, all of them are just good-for-nothings. So many of them can't even handle one person."

Ma Jun looked at his team members and angrily rebuked them, his face flushed red, clearly extremely angry.

The plainclothes police officers all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

Seeing the guilty expressions on his subordinates' faces, Ma Jun was furious, but it felt like he had punched a cotton ball. This feeling drove him almost crazy.

Ma Jun scratched his sparse hair and angrily slammed his fist on the car door.

Upon hearing the sound, the police officers fell silent, not daring to even breathe.

Although Ma Jun couldn't defeat that mysterious person, he was more than capable of dealing with small fry like them.

Those guys with broken arms and legs used to get their hands on Ma Jun a lot.

"Keep a close eye on Huo Wenyao. If anyone lets you down again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Ma Jun said coldly, then turned and got into his car, intending to return to the police station.

Throughout the entire operation, the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station was not notified. Perhaps he knew that Fok Man-yiu was now in charge of the entire Tsim Sha Tsui area, and even if he had been notified, it wouldn't have made much difference.

But just then, an untimely voice rang out.

"Officer, you've forgotten about that."

Ma Jun turned to look at Lian Haodong, who was wearing a hood. Hearing the ingratiating voice, Ma Jun felt disgusted and his mood worsened.

"You little mule, what right do you have to bargain with me? You can only be good if I make you good. If I want you to be bad, then you'd better be a good dog."

Hearing Ma Jun's almost insulting words, Lian Haodong's previously arrogant demeanor under the hood couldn't help but subside, and his face turned terribly gloomy.

In the past, wherever he went, he was surrounded by flattering and fawning voices. Relying on the power of his older brother Lian Haolong, he could be described as arrogant, domineering, and tyrannical.

But now he's trapped in shallow waters, being ruthlessly humiliated in front of so many people. If it were up to Lian Haodong's old temper, he would have already turned on him and attacked him with a knife.

But now the situation is beyond their control. The gangsters can't stand up to the police at all, so even Hao Dong has no choice but to swallow his anger.

However, he still threatened Ma Jun: "I know you want to deal with Huo Wenyao, but if I recant my testimony now, all your plans will be ruined."

"you…!"

Ma Jun was furious at Lian Haodong's words. How dare this short mule threaten him, a senior police superintendent of a port city!

But Lian Haodong's words hit his weak spot, leaving him unable to retaliate.

At this moment, Ma Jun was very suspicious. He wondered if he hadn't checked the almanac before going out today, since everyone seemed to be criticizing him.

Those reporters made a fool of themselves, and who knows what they'll say about them behind their backs.

None of his own subordinates were on his side or helping him.

That's bad enough, but now even a short mule can completely control him and ride on his head. This is simply intolerable!

However, the last shred of reason that remained pulled Ma Jun back from the brink of exploding.

He knew that although he had the video recording of the scene, if Lian Haodong recanted his previous testimony, the video would no longer pose a threat to Huo Wenyao.

So the most urgent task right now is to stabilize this short mule in front of us.

Otherwise, this attempt could end in failure.

"Give him the phone."

Ma Jun looked at one of his subordinates and said loudly.

He then turned around and got into the car, out of sight, out of mind.

"Don't try anything funny."

The policeman gave a warning and then handed the phone to Lian Haodong.

When Lian Haodong received the mobile phone, a look of joy appeared on his face. This phone in his hand could be considered his lifesaver.

I pressed the number that I knew all too well from my memory and dialed it.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Brother, I've been arrested by the police, please help me!"

Lian Haodong said in a hurried tone.

Having been pampered since childhood, he could hardly bear the hardship of being confined to a prison.

But what Lian Haodong said next left him dumbfounded...

"340," so you're just a pathetic clown after all.

"Xiao Dong, this was all a scheme set up by Huo Wenyao."

Lian Haodong was completely dumbfounded after hearing what Lian Haolong said on the other end of the phone.

"Big...Big Brother, are you sure?"

Even Hao Dong's voice began to tremble, as if an unknown giant hand had gripped his throat.

"I'll figure something out, Adong. Don't worry, I'll definitely get you out of here."

After finishing his sentence, Lian Haolong hung up the phone immediately. There was no point in saying more. The most urgent thing now was to find a way to contact the high-ranking Hong Kong police officers he had bribed before and use his connections to get Lian Haodong out. Delay would only lead to complications.

Hearing the dial tone, Lian Haodong was stunned. At that moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an invisible vortex.

This feeling of being schemed against was driving him to the brink of madness.

"Huo Wenyao...!"

Lian Haodong never expected that he would be defeated by Ma Jun, and that it was actually Huo Wenyao's doing.

Now, he has become a pawn in the power struggle between Ma Jun and Huo Wenyao.

How tragic this feeling is.

Moreover, he realized that Huo Wenyao wasn't ignoring him, but rather using him as bait to lure Ma Jun into taking the bait.