The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

"Huang Feipeng, you've been arrested." An older policeman slowly walked up to him, his gaze icy. "Don't even think about escaping again."

Huang Feipeng's eyes were sinister, a cold smile playing on his lips. He wasn't one to give in easily, and his mind raced, calculating an escape route. Just as the police were about to approach him, he suddenly pulled out a smoke grenade and threw it on the ground. Instantly, thick white smoke filled the entire warehouse, blurring visibility. Taking advantage of the smoke's cover, Huang Feipeng darted out of the encirclement like a ghost, escaping swiftly towards a corner of the warehouse.

"Quick! Chase him!" The police were thrown into disarray by the sudden smoke, and in their panic, they missed the best opportunity to make the arrest. When they rushed out of the smoke, Huang Feipeng had already disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a faint smell of smoke in the air.

A few streets away, Huang Feipeng stopped, panting, and leaned against a wall, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. His heartbeat gradually calmed, and recalling the harrowing moment, a sense of relief welled up inside him. He hadn't expected this mission to involve a secret police operation, but he knew he was being watched, and the days ahead would likely be anything but easy.

Huang Feipeng leaned against a corner of the dark alley, breathing heavily. His muscles were slightly sore from the escape, and he didn't usually enjoy this kind of stimulating activity, especially this kind of unexpected situation that was completely out of his control, which made him feel flustered. A series of thoughts flashed through his mind—from the police ambush to the mysterious employer's attitude, everything seemed like a carefully arranged trap, and he had unknowingly walked into it, which made him feel a vague anger of being mocked.

"Who is it? Who's playing me?" Huang Feipeng cursed under his breath, clenching his fists tightly. He was a smart man, always ensuring everything was foolproof before taking action, allowing no room for error. However, tonight's situation was completely unexpected. His opponent's plan was meticulous, even laying a trap beforehand to expose his whereabouts in the warehouse. He knew that this was a situation no ordinary policeman could have orchestrated.

"Feipeng, how did it go? Did you succeed?" Adong's voice suddenly came through the earpiece, deep and with a hint of unease.

“There might be a problem this time,” Huang Feipeng responded softly, his voice tinged with suppressed anger. He looked around to make sure there were no pursuers before continuing, “They dragged the police in too, and they almost got caught.”

"What?" A-Dong's voice betrayed obvious surprise. "You mean, this is a trap?"

Huang Feipeng smiled coldly. "It seems our client is not simple. Adong, every detail of this recent 'big order' is strange. The content of that document is not simple, and the person behind it must be a big shot, otherwise the police would not have found clues so quickly." His gaze gradually darkened as he calmly analyzed, "I suspect that this client never intended for me to leave alive."

A Dong was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "So what do you plan to do now?"

Huang Feipeng's gaze was sharp as a knife, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. "I didn't expect that even the police would be played like this. How could I, Huang Feipeng, give in so easily? Since someone wants to play me, I will also see who is behind this. Let me catch my breath first. Tonight, I will find out the truth of this game."

After hanging up the call, Huang Feipeng leaned against the wall, slowly sorting out his chaotic thoughts. He knew he had been a pawn from the very beginning, and this feeling of being toyed with filled him with anger, yet also ignited a competitive excitement within him. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he secretly vowed to find the mastermind behind his schemes.

As the dawn broke and bathed the city in light, Huang Feipeng leaned back on the sofa, perusing the documents he had secretly collected. Over the years, he had amassed a vast amount of information, habitually recording every detail of each mission, including the employer's characteristics, the difficulty of the task, and the client's compensation. However, this mission was unusual, which made him somewhat uneasy. He studied the document repeatedly, discovering that the transactions involved were far-reaching, not just ordinary trade secrets, but even mentioning several key names—names he was familiar with.

"These people... they're all from the same group." A complex emotion flashed in Huang Feipeng's eyes. He had intended to easily collect his reward and leave, but unexpectedly, he had fallen into this bottomless quagmire. He sat at the table, his fingers lightly tapping the surface, lost in deep thought. A dull ache throbbed in his heart; he felt he had been driven to a dead end, and there seemed to be no way to escape.

A rapid knocking interrupted his thoughts. He quickly looked up, his eyes sharpening, his hand instinctively reaching for his waist, ready to deal with the unexpected visitor. He saw the person through the peephole and was slightly taken aback. It was an unassuming little boy—his informant, Xiao Hui, a child who gathered intelligence on the streets. Although young, he was quick-witted and alert, often bringing unexpected news.

"Brother Feipeng, someone's looking for you! They're just a few streets away!" Xiao Hui whispered, his eyes filled with fear, seemingly intimidated by the other person's imposing manner.

"Who?" Huang Feipeng frowned slightly and asked coldly.

Xiao Hui swallowed hard and whispered, "I don't know where they came from, but they were clearly well-trained and carrying guns. I also heard them mention your name; it seems like they were after you."

Huang Feipeng's eyes turned slightly cold. He hadn't expected the other party to track him down to his residence and even use armed professionals. He knew that the other party wasn't just a simple police officer, but more likely an assassin or private investigator from some powerful organization. This added a layer of unease to his heart.

"How many of them are there? What is their equipment like?" Huang Feipeng asked calmly, without a trace of fear on his face.

Xiao Hui thought for a moment and whispered, "At least five or six people, fully equipped, and they don't look like ordinary people."

Huang Feipeng nodded, quickly making a decision in his mind. He knew that confronting the enemy head-on would be suicidal; he had to find a safe way out. Silently opening the window, he leaped out, crossed the alley, and disappeared into the misty dawn.

As he evaded his pursuers, Huang Feipeng felt a surge of almost suppressed anger. He was no stranger to the city's dark side, but he never imagined he would become the prey in this struggle. His hunters were clearly backed by a powerful force, and their actions were incredibly swift. He knew that if this endless escape continued, he would eventually be cornered.