Reborn in Hong Kong Island, I can see loyalty

The appearance of Ichiro Sato plunged the entire ambush site into a deathly silence.

He stood at the entrance of the abandoned textile factory, his figure thin, his black suit spotless.

It stood out starkly against the dilapidated and bloody surroundings.

Those sinister eyes slowly swept across the scene, finally settling on Ye Haoxuan.

There was no panic in his eyes, only a hint of cold mockery.

He seemed oblivious to the ambush before him and the deaths of his comrades.

"Inspector Ye, you truly live up to your reputation."

Sato Ichiro spoke slowly, his tone calm, yet carrying an innate arrogance.

He speaks fluent Chinese, but his final syllables still carry a slight Japanese accent.

"They actually managed to break through my ambush and even injured my men."

Ye Haoxuan gripped his sidearm tightly, the muzzle fixed on Sato Ichiro.

The wound on my arm was still throbbing, and the blood had soaked through the makeshift bandage.

But his gaze grew increasingly resolute, his cold killing intent undisguised.

"Ichiro Sato, surrender now."

Ye Haoxuan's voice, authoritative and cold, pierced the silence of the scene.

"We have already taken care of three of the four assassins from the Black Blade Group."

"You have no way out."

A disdainful smile curled at the corner of Sato Ichiro's mouth.

"An escape route?"

“I, Sato Ichiro, have no way out.”

He slowly raised his hand and clapped it.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The applause was crisp and clear, sounding particularly jarring in the deathly silence of the night.

As the applause subsided, two more dark figures rushed out of the abandoned textile factory.

The two figures in black were equally swift, each wielding a specially made dagger, and they stood in front of Sato Ichiro.

They are the last two assassins remaining in the Black Blade group.

Ye Haoxuan frowned, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

He hadn't expected that Ichiro Sato had someone else hiding around him.

"It seems you intend to put up a stubborn resistance."

Ye Haoxuan's tone grew increasingly cold.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Everyone, listen to my command, capture Sato Ichiro with all your might!"

"Yes, Inspector Ye!"

The officers responded in unison, raising their sidearms and aiming them at the two assassins blocking Sato Ichiro's path.

"Protect Inspector Ye!"

One of the officers shouted and charged toward the two assassins.

Other officers followed suit.

Two assassins immediately came to meet them.

Daggers flashed, their cold light gleaming, and a fierce battle ensued with the police officers.

These two assassins are even more ruthless than the previous ones.

Clearly, he was a top expert in the Black Blade Group, specifically responsible for protecting Ichiro Sato's safety.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots rang out again.

Bullets whistled past, hurtling towards the two assassins.

However, the two assassins were agile and kept dodging.

Occasionally, it would retaliate, slashing nearby police officers.

Ye Haoxuan ignored the fighting around him.

His gaze was fixed intently on Ichiro Sato.

Step by step, he walked towards Ichiro Sato.

"Sato Ichiro, your men won't last much longer."

Ye Haoxuan's voice was icy cold.

"You'd better just surrender obediently."

"Perhaps I can spare your life."

Sato Ichiro looked at Ye Haoxuan, his sarcasm growing even stronger.

"Live?"

"From the moment I joined the Black Blade Group, I knew I had no way out."

He slowly pulled a pistol from his pocket.

The gun was pointed at Ye Haoxuan.

"Inspector Ye, do you really think you can catch me?"

"Today, either you die here."

"Either I die here."

Ye Haoxuan remained expressionless, his sidearm still aimed at Sato Ichiro.

You have no chance.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Haoxuan suddenly turned to the side.

At the same time, pull the trigger.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out.

The bullet whistled past and struck Ichiro Sato's wrist.

"what!"

Sato Ichiro groaned in pain, and the pistol in his hand instantly fell to the ground.

Blood gushed from his wrist.

Ye Haoxuan did not give the other party a chance to react.

He stepped forward, grabbed Sato Ichiro's wrist, and twisted it forcefully.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the scene.

Sato Ichiro convulsed in pain, his forehead instantly covered in cold sweat.

"Take him away!"

Ye Haoxuan gave the order in a deep voice.

Two police officers rushed over immediately.

They took out handcuffs and tightly cuffed Sato Ichiro's hands.

Meanwhile, the fighting around them gradually came to an end.

The two assassins protecting Sato Ichiro, though fierce, were outnumbered.

Ultimately, he was shot dead by the police.

The scene fell silent once again.

All that remained were the muffled groans of the wounded police officer and the increasingly strong smell of blood in the air.

Looking at Sato Ichiro being taken away, Ye Haoxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Capturing Ichiro Sato is tantamount to capturing the Black Blade Group's lifeline in Hong Kong.

That way, they can completely uncover the Black Blade Group's smuggling plans in Hong Kong.

That way, justice can be served for the victims of the abandoned warehouse in Causeway Bay.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from afar.

And the sound of ambulance sirens grew louder as they approached.

Ye Haoxuan raised his head and looked in the direction from which the footsteps came.

Sun Keyi, dressed in a white doctor's coat, rushed over with several nurses.

Behind them followed an ambulance and several of the brothers that Moon had arranged.

Sun Keyi's face was full of anxiety and worry.

Her gaze swept quickly across the scene.

When she saw the wound on Ye Haoxuan's arm and the bloodstains all over his body, her face turned pale instantly.

"Haoxuan!"

Sun Keyi shouted and quickened her pace, rushing to Ye Haoxuan's side.

"How are you? Does your wound hurt?"

Her voice trembled slightly as she reached out, wanting to touch Ye Haoxuan's wound, yet afraid of hurting him.

Looking at Sun Keyi's worried eyes, Ye Haoxuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He shook his head and said gently.

"I'm fine, Keyi, it's just a minor scratch."

"You don't need to worry."

"You're bleeding, and you still say you're fine!"

Sun Keyi's tone was somewhat reproachful, but her eyes were slightly red.

"Quick, bring the first-aid kit over!"

Sun Keyi shouted at the nurse behind her.

The nurses immediately ran over, opened the medical kit, and took out medical supplies such as disinfectant and gauze.

Sun Keyi squatted down and carefully untied the strip of cloth from Ye Haoxuan's arm.

The wound was long and deep, and it was still bleeding.

Sun Keyi's face grew increasingly pale.

She picked up the disinfectant and gently wiped Ye Haoxuan's wound.

She moved gently, afraid of hurting him.

Ye Haoxuan felt a sharp pain in his arm.

But his expression remained calm.

He looked at Sun Keyi, who was squatting in front of him, with tender eyes.

In this dangerous and bloody place, Sun Keyi's appearance was like a ray of light.

It warmed his cold heart.