Chapter 422

However, Li Zicheng immediately noticed the other people in the office. His gaze swept across them and finally landed on Ni Ni Yongyao, who was sitting in the boss's chair.

"Who is this?"

Li Zicheng asked.

"Let me introduce you; this is Mr. Ni from Hong Kong."

Ding Qing said.

Hearing Ding Qing's introduction, Li Zicheng finally reacted, a trace of surprise appearing in his eyes; he didn't know why Ni Ni Yongyao would appear on the peninsula.

"Mr. Ni, nice to meet you. I am Li Zicheng, and my position in the Goldmoon Group is Business Director."

Li Zicheng walked up to Ni Ni Yongyao, bowed, and greeted him, showing great respect.

Regardless of how confused Li Zicheng was about Ni Ni Yongyao's sudden arrival on the peninsula, the proper etiquette could not be skipped, especially in a place like the peninsula where there were so many rules.

"Li Zicheng, besides being a Business Director, you have another job. Tell me about it."

Ni Ni Yongyao said.

"Mr. Ni, I don't understand what you mean..."

Li Zicheng looked confused, unable to understand what Ni Ni Yongyao meant by saying that so suddenly.

"You don't understand?"

Ni Ni Yongyao casually tossed a file onto the desk and said: "Look at this and then we'll talk."

Li Zicheng glanced at the file, then turned back to look at Ding Qing. He couldn't see any expression on the latter's face. Only then did Li Zicheng finally sense that something was wrong.

From the moment he entered the office, the atmosphere had been tense.

Li Zicheng stepped forward and picked up the file to flip through it.

But as soon as he opened the first page, Li Zicheng froze in place, his whole body stiffening as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The file recorded his identity information in the police force, from the time he was admitted to the academy to his undercover work in the Goldmoon Group—everything was recorded in detail.

Seeing this, Li Zicheng's suit was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks, but he couldn't even bother to wipe them away.

At this moment, fear had engulfed Li Zicheng, leaving him unable to make any move.

From his street-fighting days until now, Li Zicheng didn't know how many enemies he had killed with his own hands, so he knew very well what the Goldmoon Group's attitude toward moles was: always to cut the weeds and dig up the roots, to eliminate future trouble forever.

Li Zicheng himself had interrogated moles several times, and the end for those people was always to be filled with cement and thrown into the sea.

Back then, Li Zicheng only sighed at the impermanence of life, but now that it was his turn, it wasn't so easy.

"Brother, you've kept me in the dark for so many years."

Ding Qing patted Li Zicheng on the shoulder and said.

This gesture would have been normal at any other time, but now it genuinely gave Li Zicheng a fright; he thought Ding Qing was about to make a move on him.

"Why are you so timid?"

Seeing Li Zicheng's reaction, Ding Qing grinned and said: "You really aren't cut out to be an undercover agent; your psychological quality is too poor."

Li Zicheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't get a word out.

And just when Li Zicheng thought he was dead for sure today, Ni Ni Yongyao said slowly: "Li Zicheng, originally, in my opinion, I should have just finished you off and been done with it.

But Ding Qing says you've been brothers for over a decade and pleaded for you.

So I'll give you a chance to choose."

"Do you choose to continue assisting Ding Qing, or to be loyal to the police force?"

Ni Ni Yongyao asked.

"I..."

Facing Ni Ni Yongyao's question, Li Zicheng was stunned, and then a wild joy surged in his heart; he hadn't expected to have a chance to choose.

"Don't be a fool!"

Ding Qing reminded him from the side.

In fact, Li Zicheng already had the answer in his heart regarding what to choose.

Whether for the sake of his wife and unborn son, or his own safety, Li Zicheng would never choose to be loyal to the police force.

Not to mention that his undercover career of so many years had long since made him weary, and the various actions of Section Chief Jiang and the others—their indifference to him and lack of concern for his life—had made Li Zicheng completely sick of the police force.

Li Zicheng had already had thoughts of leaving the police force; he just hadn't been able to find an opportunity. Now, facing Ni Ni Yongyao, he immediately said without hesitation: "I will continue to assist Big Brother!"

Hearing this answer, Ding Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good. Congratulations on making the correct choice."

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Ni Ni Yongyao's mouth; he clapped his hands and said.

"Mr. Ni, there are three people in the police force who know my identity: the Go teacher at the Go academy, Song Song Meina, who is my handler, and also Section Chief Jiang and Director Gao.

Besides that, my file is stored in the police force's internal database."

Li Zicheng said with a frown.

After choosing to abandon his undercover identity, while Li Zicheng felt a sense of relief, he also needed to consider how to resolve the hidden dangers he faced.

If Li Zicheng's identity were exposed, the Goldmoon Group would never let him go, and even if Ding Qing pleaded for him, it would be useless.

"Since you are no longer an undercover agent, solve these problems the way a gang would.

I will have a hacker delete your file from the police database; as for those three who know, you'll need to handle them yourself."

Ni Ni Yongyao said indifferently.

Only then did Li Zicheng realize where Ni Ni Yongyao had gotten his file—he had hacked into the police database. At the same time, he felt a chill down his back, unable to imagine that the highest-security file of the police force had been easily obtained by Ni Ni Yongyao.

And from beginning to end, he hadn't let anyone notice this matter.

"Mr. Ni, what do you mean?"

Li Zicheng asked.

Ni Ni Yongyao smoked his cigar without speaking, while Ding Qing made a throat-slitting gesture.

Li Zicheng nodded, understanding that to eliminate future trouble, killing Section Chief Jiang and the other two was the safest way.

And this matter could not be delayed; otherwise, once any one of the three revealed Li Zicheng's identity, there would be more trouble later.

Now that Li Zicheng had chosen to stand on Ding Qing's side, he naturally wouldn't care about any old feelings and immediately decided to make a move on the three of them.

Don't let Li Zicheng's usual polite appearance fool you; in reality, when it came time to see blood, Li Zicheng was more ruthless than anyone.

"Big Brother, I need to mobilize a group of men."

Li Zicheng looked at Ding Qing and said.

"Use everyone you need; resolve them as quickly as possible."

Ding Qing patted Li Zicheng on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Those guys were just using you. Remember, don't go soft."

"I understand."

Li Zicheng said.

Ding Qing then glanced at Michael, feeling a bit of regret; if he could have had Michael make a move, dealing with Section Chief Jiang and the others would have been much simpler. With Michael's strength, it would have been a piece of cake.

Go Academy.

Seven or eight vans stopped near the Go academy. The doors opened, and dozens of thugs got out, all wearing masks and holding sharp knives in their hands.

"Go!"

A small leader ordered.

Immediately, everyone crept to the wall of the Go academy, very nimbly forming a human ladder to climb over the wall.

Inside the Go academy, Song Song Meina was sitting in front of her computer, checking the information Li Zicheng had given her.

Just then, the surveillance alarm suddenly went off.

Song Song Meina was startled; the surveillance hadn't been triggered since it was installed years ago. She hurriedly stopped her work and looked at the surveillance screen.

She saw dozens of people had already climbed into the courtyard, surrounding the Go academy completely.

Seeing this scene, Song Song Meina's heart sank to the bottom.

However, after a brief moment of distraction, Song Song Meina immediately opened her handbag and pulled out a revolver.

This gun had been given to her by Section Chief Jiang when she first became a handler, to protect herself in critical moments.

But for so many years, nothing had happened, and Song Song Meina's nerves had long since relaxed.

"Only six bullets. Damn it, there are too many of them..."

Song Song Meina opened the revolver's cylinder and saw the six bullets packed inside, but compared to the dozens of thugs outside, these six bullets were so powerless.

Let alone that Song Song Meina couldn't hit her target every time; even if she could, at most she would only be taking six thugs down with her.

Thinking of this, a look of despair appeared in Song Song Meina's heart; she had never thought she would have a day like this.