"Report!"

"Come in."

Zhou Ping'an sat in his office, his expression stern.

In the not-so-far distance, at villa number 18 in Jinguiyuan, his mother had just finished watering the flowers, took off her gloves, and walked towards the kitchen to prepare dinner for the day.

His sister, Zhou Lan, stood up from her desk and stretched lazily.

She sat down again, flipped through some books for a while, then sighed and threw the books and pen aside, no longer bothering to look at them.

Instead, she stood in her own bedroom, arranging herself into the Gentle Water Eight Steps stance, her chest rising and falling, evidently also employing the Tidal Breathing Technique.

Even his slowly reacting sister should have understood by now.

Even if she wanted to continue studying for college, it was no longer practical.

Compared to what she was currently learning, going to another city to acquire some knowledge that wasn't of much use was clearly less important.

She definitely wouldn't bother with picking sesame seeds while losing a watermelon.

Moreover, given the events in East River City, as Zhou Ping'an's sister, she didn't feel that she could safely leave the city anymore.

The only thing she could do was to make herself stronger as soon as possible.

Not be a burden.

Better yet, be of help to her brother.

Zhou Ping'an concentrated his spiritual power towards his home in the direction of the villa, capable of extending a direct line by two to three hundred meters.

It was just enough to include the Jinguiyuan 18 residence within his sensory range.

Although he deduced that there was no one daring enough to attempt another stealth attack at his home for the time being,

he still spent extra attention to monitor it occasionally.

Most of the Third Group's men had been dispatched.

Even Tang Tang from the Special Combat Squad was fully engaged.

Over a thousand Police Security personnel were dispatched in all directions, a trivial matter for ordinary citizens.

But for some, it was akin to throwing the table.

"Team leader, the Chicken Slaughter operation is complete, Squad Five has also returned, totaling seventy-three killed and eighteen captured...

We were a step too slow, eight assassins took a plane and left East River City ahead of time."

Old Wu walked in, his expression slightly dejected, seemingly dissatisfied with his performance in the operation.

Zhou Ping'an smiled, "That's already very good. This operation was to clear out the Dark Web forces infiltrating East River City, not really to completely eliminate them.

As long as we deter those assassins who value money over life... let the others escape."

"Since they had managed to escape beforehand, it proves they have been frightened enough to not pose a threat anymore, which means we've achieved our goal. What about Sister Tang?"

Zhou Ping'an turned looking toward Ouyang Qin, who was behind the door holding a folder, bowing her head.

Although her expression seemed more respectful than before, it lacked the previous frailty, the lowered gaze now holding a bit more sharpness.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Qin suddenly looked up, stepping forward to hand over the folder, quickly saying, "Inspector Tang has sent a message; they have taken control of the airport and customs officials, capturing all suspects involved in the assassin infiltration. They are now rushing their interrogations. Here are the statements..."

"Goodness."

Zhou Ping'an casually glanced through the document, which listed some positions and a series of names, making his head spin.

"How much must Zhou Someone be hated for there to be so many secretly targeting him in the shadows?

Old Wu, send an order for Lin Zhengyu and Zhang Xilin to take two teams to assist Sister Tang."

"Are you worried about a last-ditch struggle from them?"

Wu Shi would never misinterpret Zhou Ping'an's meaning.

Sending the two teams there was clearly not for surveillance but for assistance.

It seemed a major move was underway.

He wasn't worried at all; rather, his heart thumped excitedly, his emotions surging.

By now, the strength of the Third Group's Police Security far surpassed that of other elite Special Combat Squads, and this action had proven their prowess convincingly.

Even Wu Shi alone, a veteran past his prime, had taken down a small mercenary team...

Under his dual guns, those harrowing retired soldiers, eager for the bounty, didn't have a chance to shoot back.

He slaughtered them as effortlessly as chickens.

After verifying their own strength, the shock within the Third Group could only be imagined.

Gentle Water Eight Steps, combined with the Vigor Blood Pill and the secret technique of the Wind Chasing Spear to increase hand speed and shot release, they had suddenly become experts.

A level of powerful they had never imagined before.

This was just a makeshift crash course.

"If, after some time, the Gentle Water Eight Steps advance further, Muscle Refining and Bone Tempering achieved Great Achievement, and they master the martial master level, what then will they become?"

Unthinkable. Truly unthinkable.

The unbeatable strength Tang Tang had displayed in the training venue was still deeply etched in their minds.

Even Wu Shi, who was beyond the age of doubts, couldn't help but dream of the future...

The young lads? They were crying out in excitement, eager to prove themselves.

"Exactly. Either don't act, or act decisively. I need to leave East River City for a while, and there must be no chaos in my absence."

Having the bounty hanging over was never a solution.

They needed to cancel it once and for all.

Otherwise, living in constant alert wasn't the way.

To secure the outside, they must first secure the inside.

This assassin incident had shown that there were still many who wished for his death.

They hadn't been exposed simply because the opportunity hadn't arisen yet.

If the opponents found a chance, any slight negligence might lead to undesired incidents.

Therefore, it was better to strike first.

...

The night passed without incident.

The next morning dawned.

At eight-thirty-five.

Zhou Ping'an leisurely finished his breakfast.

He walked into the Police Security office, had just sat down, and picked up the clear tea that Ouyang Qin had prepared earlier.

Outside, hurried footsteps approached.

The footsteps slowed and softened as they reached the door.

"Tap, tap tap..."

It was Ouyang Qin.

She had always been so polite.

Although everyone now prioritized cultivation, and her strength had grown significantly, enabling her to handle guns and charge into battle,

Ouyang Qin still preferred to stay in the office, handling the documents, cleaning the place, serving tea and water, taking care of Zhou Ping'an thoroughly.

She was now doing the secretary's work.

Taking on multiple roles alone, others might have complained endlessly, but not her; she would be displeased if not allowed to work.

"The door's not closed."

Zhou Ping'an was curious about what could make the usually serene "Little Secretary" so agitated.

Could it be that there was another complication?

"Did the interrogation uncover someone difficult to capture?"

This time, they had detained quite a number of people.

Among them was a case involving providing weapons to foreign assassins, with entangled backing forces; without upper-level support, forceful arrests would certainly face great resistance.

"All the handlers have been apprehended, but the issues unearthed during the interrogations are somewhat troublesome."

Ouyang Qin promptly said, "I just discovered that all the accounts provided by our Third Group have been frozen. I suspect, Chief, that your account has been targeted as well.

And more..."

"What else?"

Zhou Ping'an picked up his phone, opened the Minxi Bank page, and after a few taps, realized indeed there was a problem with his account.

He distinctly sensed the panic hidden deep within Ouyang Qin.

If even the bank accounts were frozen, there must be other actions underway.

Otherwise, Ouyang Qin would not be reacting like this.

"An internal notice was posted by the disciplinary team, I expect they will be visiting us soon."

Ouyang Qin didn't elaborate further, simply turned on the computer on her desk, and opened a file.

[Regarding the disciplinary measures for the irregularities of Zhou Ping'an of Police Security Third Group]

The file popped up.

Zhou Ping'an stared at it for a while and then suddenly laughed.

"Indeed, it has come to this."

It was an internal notice from the Police Security system.

The posting time was just five minutes ago.

Nobody notifying him meant that not only Tang Tang was unaware, but even Councilman Sun from the governmental office hadn't received the news.

Once the message was released, the decision was already finalized.

The document stated that he misused his power for personal gain in East River City, appropriated public resources for private use, and recklessly killed a foreign friend on the street without interrogation, causing adverse consequences... He was to be dismissed from his public duties and wait for review.

"Send two teams to detain all relevant personnel at the Minsheng Building and seize the bank funds."

Zhou Ping'an did not know who had ordered the freezing of his bank account.

But he didn't need to investigate; he would strike whoever acted against him.

It was that simple.

The amount transferred from the assassin, along with nearly two hundred million in Zhuxia currency originally in his account, together didn't amount to one-tenth of the cash stored in the East River City Minxi Bank.

Such massive vaults, just sitting in Dongjiang City.

And they dared to freeze his account?

Zhou Ping'an couldn't help but admire the courage of that bank manager.

"Ah!"

Ouyang Qin was stunned.

To seize the bank management and take control of the funds.

This was.

Preparation for a major conflict?

"What? Didn't hear it clearly?"

Zhou Ping'an looked up, surprised, and saw her.

Ouyang Qin, as if snapping out of a dream, blushed and quickly responded, "Heard it clearly, I'll relay the orders now."

Almost running, she dashed out of the office.

Immediately afterward, two teams, totaling fourteen members of the Third Group, fully armed, left the police station, revved their engines, their sirens wailing, heading straight for the bank.

"I want to see who really can't handle the play in the end?"

Through the window, Zhou Ping'an watched the fleet depart, a hint of a cold smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

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