Madam M and her two bodyguards knew better than to put up any pointless resistance.
This made the entire operation proceed with the utmost calm and ease.
The two bodyguards were locked straight into the Riot Van, while He Wenzhan escorted Madam M over to Zhou Quan.
"I've long heard of the famous Sir Kwan of Hong Kong Island. Meeting you today, I see your reputation is well deserved."
Madam M raised her somewhat pale face and said with a bitter smile, "You caught me. I accept that."
She had some Chinese ancestry and spoke Chinese fluently and naturally.
"I have to say, you've got some nerve."
Zhou Quan sat in the driver's seat of the Off-road Vehicle, looking down at the older woman before him, who still retained a fair amount of charm.
"I've been a police officer for quite a few years now, and I've offended plenty of people."
Lighting a Lucky Strike cigarette, Zhou Quan slowly exhaled a smoke ring.
"There are probably quite a few people who want me dead. Gou Hok Jai, drug traffickers, even foreigners."
Everyone around him had been personally handpicked by Zhou Quan, so he had no reservations about what he said.
He Wenzhan, who was responsible for guarding and escorting Madam M, had long since grown used to his boss's attitude toward foreigners.
"But you're the first to actually make a move."
Another smoke ring drifted from his mouth and spread straight across Madam M's face. With a teasing expression, Zhou Quan asked, "Anything you'd like to say?"
Although Madam M had not caused Zhou Quan any trouble, she had made him take this lesson to heart.
No matter how much power he held or how strong he was.
None of that changed the fact that he could bleed, suffer injuries,