Chapter 94

However, what they did not know was that from beginning to end, this was a drama written and directed by Ni Yongyao himself.

The robbers faced by Fox and the others were also one-star assassins under Ni Yongyao’s command; it could be said to be his own men fighting his own men.

The only difference was that this play used real knives and guns, the kind that would result in loss of life.

But for Ni Yongyao, it did not matter; using a few one-star assassins to trade for the reputation of Black Steel International was undoubtedly a huge profit.

After all, these assassins were only worth eight gold coins, while the reputation of Black Steel International could not be bought for any amount of money.

In just a few minutes.

The gunfire inside the warehouse ceased.

All eight one-star assassins were captured; their bodies were riddled with arrows or bore severe knife wounds.

Wei Zeju was also rescued by Fox, and after regaining his freedom, he was moved to tears.

This scene was recorded by cameras.

And broadcast live simultaneously on TVB.

At the same time, countless citizens of Hong Kong Island watched the entire process of the Fox team rescuing Wei Zeju, forming a sharp contrast with the earlier scene of the police being beaten by the robbers.

In an instant, countless people denounced the police for their incompetence, while simultaneously developing a strong sense of approval for Black Steel International.

As for Storm Shadow, he had left early; one-star assassins could be expended at will, but four-star assassins were precious treasures.

One hour later.

Fox led the team and delivered Wei Zeju to the Wei family villa.

"Mr. Wei, just as I said, you can trust Black Steel International."

Ni Yongyao said calmly.

"Good, good, good! Thank you, Mr. Ni. If it weren't for you, I truly wouldn't have known what to do!"

Seeing his son return safely, Wei Jiacheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, grabbing Ni Yongyao's hands and thanking him repeatedly.

"As a security company, maintaining social stability on Hong Kong Island is our bounden duty."

Ni Yongyao noticed that the TVB crew had also followed, so he spoke righteously.

These words, naturally, were also transmitted to the ears of Hong Kong citizens through the live broadcast.

In an instant, it gained Ni Yongyao a large number of fans.

Subsequently, Wei Jiacheng thanked him again, paid the contract fee on the spot, and filled out a check for 100 million, handing it to Ni Yongyao.

"Mr. Ni, please be sure to accept this; it is a small token of my appreciation."

Wei Jiacheng said.

Compared to his own son's life, this amount of money was nothing at all.

"Then I shall not decline."

Ni Yongyao smiled and accepted the check.

Afterward, he took Fox and the others and left the Wei family villa, returning to the Ni family manor.

However, just as he arrived home, he saw a familiar figure waiting there; it was Liu Jiayi from TVB.

"Mr. Ni, you've finally returned."

Seeing Ni Yongyao, Liu Jiayi’s eyes lit up, and she said happily.

"What, here for another exclusive interview?"

Ni Yongyao said.

"Mr. Ni really guessed it. With such big news, it would be a pity not to take advantage of the excitement to do an exclusive interview."

Liu Jiayi said with a smile.

Ni Yongyao nodded and led Liu Jiayi into the study.

Ni Yongyao had actually had this idea himself; even if Liu Jiayi hadn't come, he would have sought out someone else from TVB.

After all the running around to pull this off, Ni Yongyao's goal had always been to suppress the Hong Kong police and elevate Black Steel International.

One live broadcast was not enough; he needed an exclusive interview to expand the influence.

Ni Yongyao and Liu Jiayi were considered acquaintances, so they quickly and familiarly completed the interview.

It was then sent to the TVB headquarters and used on the morning news.

With the broadcast of the interview, more people who had not watched the live stream learned the full story.

With this, the reputation of the Hong Kong police plummeted once again, while the fame of Black Steel International instantly exploded across Hong Kong.

Central.

Deadman Extreme Sports Club.

The television was playing Ni Yongyao's interview.

"Interesting, a few robbers managed to make dozens of cops run for their lives, and this so-called Black Steel International has stolen the spotlight again."

Guan Zu (from the movie *New Police Story*) looked at the TV screen, a playful smile appearing on his face.

"What, are your hands itching?"

Zhou Su, who was beside him, asked.

"Needless to say, one look at Ah Zu's expression and you know he wants to kill someone again."

Huo Bao said with a grin.

Liang Maisi and A Tian echoed the sentiment.

The five of them were all members of the Deadman Club, obsessed with extreme sports, and each of them came from extraordinary backgrounds, being either children of high-ranking officials or business tycoons.

A group of idle second-generation heirs gathered together, naturally acting in a lawless manner.

Under Guan Zu's leadership, this group had robbed banks and jewelry stores more than once, succeeding repeatedly.

"In all of Hong Kong, only we can steal the spotlight; no one else can."

Guan Zu turned back, looked at his four partners, and said: "We've rested for so long, it's time for us to make an appearance. This time, let's play big!"

"Ah Zu, tell us how to play; we'll listen to you."

A Tian said.

"First, get guns. This time, let's get some explosive military hardware; the junk from before is boring."

Guan Zu licked his lips and said.

"Getting guns is easy. I recently met an arms dealer; as long as you have money, he can get military hardware from any country in the world."

Huo Bao said.

"Who is it? Is he reliable?"

Guan Zu asked.

"Johnny Wang, he's been in the business for over a decade," Huo Bao said.

Hearing the name Johnny Wang, Guan Zu nodded; he had heard a little about him.

"Good, contact Johnny Wang immediately; I want to meet him in person."

Guan Zu said.

"No problem."

Huo Bao immediately pulled out a brick phone and dialed a string of numbers.

Beep, beep, beep.

The call was connected quickly.

"Who is this?"

Johnny Wang's voice sounded from the speaker.

"Brother Johnny, it's me. I want to buy a batch of military hardware and talk to you in person. I wonder when you'll be free?"

Huo Bao said.

"I have time now. Come to the New Territories; I'll wait for you at the Blue Tone Cafe."

Johnny Wang hung up the phone after speaking.

"Ah Zu, let's go, to the New Territories."

Huo Bao called out, and the group got into two luxury sports cars, roaring toward the New Territories.

New Territories.

Blue Tone Cafe.

Second floor, by the window.