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Johnny Wang leaned back quickly, his lips twitching violently, and his face showed a "you're fucking kidding me" expression.

If I hadn't known you were Uncle Hai's regular customer, and that you always ordered in large quantities, I almost would have believed your lies!

Johnny Wang's smile was forced as he said, "Knife Tai, let's not beat around the bush. There are no outsiders here, so there's no need to be so cautious, is there?"

"Oh? No outsiders?"

Qin Tai glanced at Jiang Lang thoughtfully, then fell silent.

Johnny Wang's eyes darted around, and he immediately waved his hand, saying, "Ah Lang, you can go out now."

"Yes!"

Jiang Lang cursed his bad luck inwardly. He had finally managed to infiltrate the inner circle, hoping to extract some useful information, but who would have thought that this gangster in front of him was so vigilant? He didn't hear any useful information and was immediately asked to leave. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't frustrated.

"Knife Tai, you mean you suspect Ah Lang is an undercover cop?" Johnny Wang chuckled and explained, "That's impossible! Ah Lang is Uncle Hai's number one assassin, his hands are stained with countless lives. I would never suspect him!"

It is precisely this most unlikely outcome that is the truth.

Qin Tai cast a sympathetic glance at Jiang Lang. This Jiang Lang was no ordinary undercover agent; he was also a stowaway who had crossed the border illegally. Driven by his sense of justice, he was recruited as an informant by Peng Sir, Yuan Haoyun's superior. He relied entirely on his ability to make empty promises. Jiang Lang was a pure replica of Chen Yongren.

However, before he could finish speaking, Qin Tai said pointedly, "Of course I don't doubt that he's an undercover police officer, but I'm afraid he might be in Cao Cao's camp but his heart is with Liu Bei."

Johnny Wang rested his chin on his hand, his eyes narrowed into slits. To be honest, this was exactly what he was most wary of. No matter how much he admired Ah Lang, who could say they trusted a 100% loyal follower without a pledge of allegiance?

Qin Tai said in a serious tone, "I'm the kind of person who values ​​my word the most when I'm in this business. I already agreed on the rules with Uncle Hai. If I switch to your side now, and Uncle Hai comes knocking on my door, it could cause a lot of reputation problems."

Johnny Wang understood the unspoken meaning behind the words, and inwardly scorned the idea that people in the business of money should have any sense of integrity. He thought that even his father could betray him for profit. However, facing a major client, he still confidently assured him, "…Don't worry, Knife Tai, I'll give you a satisfactory answer regarding Uncle Hai!"

The simplest explanation.

Of course, we should shut that old bastard up forever!

Anyway, he had long wanted to dominate the entire Hong Kong arms market. He had long disliked Uncle Hai, this old man who was blocking his way. Why not make money together? Why did you have to play the price-cutting and infighting game?

Are you rolling your horse?

Now that Uncle Hai's most capable henchman, A Lang, has been lured away, the perfect scapegoat has joined his ranks, and the time is ripe.

Of course, it's time to strike hard and eliminate Jiang Lang completely, so he'll follow him wholeheartedly from now on!

Qin Tai added fuel to the fire, urging, "Johnny, you're quick to speak your mind, and I, Knife Tai, don't like to drag things out either. If you resolve your concerns tonight, I'll give you the deposit first thing tomorrow morning, and we'll have a long-term partnership!"

"No problem, my friend!"

Upon hearing this, Johnny Wang's eyes lit up with excitement. He rubbed his hands together excitedly and confidently assured Uncle Hai that he would definitely not live to see the next day's sun.

"With this diversionary tactic, the armory in the hospital's basement will be mine for the taking, Lu."

Qin Tai smiled knowingly. He remained calm and collected, waiting for Johnny Wang to mobilize all his elite troops to attack the warehouse where Uncle Hai was located. Then, Qin Tai made a phone call, instructing Cao Dahua to lead a team to ambush and wipe out Johnny Wang and Uncle Hai's stronghold in one fell swoop.

Such a vicious arms dealer should be handed over to the Major Crimes Unit and the Flying Tigers to eliminate. With this tough nut to crack and Miao Zhishun's suicide, Cao Dahua will undoubtedly become the deputy head of the Major Crimes Unit.

Even if Johnny survives, when he returns to his lair, he'll be spitting blood to find that his lair has been raided by crystals. Coming back would be like walking into a trap!

Meanwhile, in Inspector Peng's office of the Serious Crimes Unit, an extremely intense argument was unfolding.

“Yuan Haoyun! How many times have I told you that as a member of the police force, you must obey orders! Today’s operation at Yunlai Teahouse resulted in the deaths of two undercover agents because of you. Don’t you feel even a little bit guilty?”

"You weren't even involved in this case, so why did you act on your own? Who gave you permission to interfere? You're really something, aren't you? You never stop until you've used up all your ammunition. You really make the most of everything!"

"Just because you were angry, you shot and killed the target we've been monitoring for three months. Do you know that we need to keep him alive to have enough evidence to prosecute the arms dealers!"

After the brawl at Yunlai Teahouse ended, Inspector Peng, his face flushed with anger, berated Yuan Haoyun, whose face was covered in flour and bloodstains.

In his emotional outburst, Superintendent Peng almost couldn't resist taking action. If he hadn't been unable to defeat Yuan Haoyun, and if there hadn't been so many people watching from the sidelines, he probably would have already resorted to violence.

He had already shown great restraint in front of so many people. One of his informants' wives had just given birth, and he died in the chaos before he could even see his child. All of this was the result of the hot-tempered and reckless Yuan Haoyun's unauthorized actions.

He had made a meticulous plan to take down the target with minimal casualties, but who could have imagined that Yuan Haoyun would single-handedly disrupt the entire plan, leaving the place littered with corpses by the time others arrived!

To put it nicely, it's about hating evil; to put it bluntly, it's about maliciously stealing credit and individual heroism!

A black sheep!

"Why are you talking to me so loudly? Why are you holding it in so hard? If you need to poop, just go to the toilet, okay?"

He thought Yuan Haoyun would feel guilty and at least humbly accept the criticism, but who would have thought that Yuan Haoyun looked down on his boss, who was always hesitant to act? Faced with his spittle-flecked reprimand, Yuan Haoyun looked defiant, his neck stiff, and spoke with a displeased expression.

Yuan Haoyun's eyes quickly swept over the police officers watching outside the glass window. Among them was his ex-girlfriend Mao Mao, whom he wanted to rekindle their relationship. How could he be at a disadvantage? He became even more self-righteous and retorted, "Why didn't you tell me about the undercover agent in the first place? Now you've caused the death of your own brother, which I didn't want to see either. Besides, I've been investigating this case for so long, and you just kick me out like that? I think you're obviously trying to steal the credit!"

Upon hearing this, Inspector Peng nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, so angry that he was practically fuming. His finger trembled as he pointed at him, and he almost fainted.

Listen to what others say?

Even if there really is an undercover agent, it's not a top-secret file that someone of your rank, like an inspector, would know. You know how secretive things are? If he reveals it, who knows if there are any informants in the police station? Wouldn't that ruin everything?

Is Yuan Haoyun's brain filled with trash?

So far, the number of informants he knows who died at Yuan Haoyun's hands is already more than two hands' worth, which is an extremely terrifying number, not including the unpublished file list!

Reckless, stupid, and despicable!

Superintendent Peng was exhausted. All he wanted was for his men to survive, but the petty and narrow-minded Yuan Haoyun saw it as an opportunity to steal credit and kept him under tight control. Ironically, Yuan Haoyun's hot-tempered and impulsive nature made him quite popular in the police station, while his superior, Peng, was isolated.