The unexpected situation facing Yuen Ka-bo and the men of B Group instantly brought blood into the depths of Cheung Tak Biu's eyes.
"143 Wan Li Street. Take your men and rescue Huo Zhaotang!"
Composure mattered in a crisis. Although Cheung Tak Biu felt an overwhelming urgency, he still forced his emotions under control.
"I am now authorizing you to fire at will!"
At that point, Cheung Tak Biu stressed the matter once more.
"Remember, you may use your guns, but you must ensure Huo Zhaotang's safety!"
If Huo Zhaotang was moved, or even killed by his kidnappers,
then he and his men would not only have to bear responsibility for the failed mission, but even the excessive methods they had just used would be magnified without limit.
Without evidence to convict those two Gou Hok Jai, Ho Wai-lok and Wong Kwan, neither of them would let the matter rest.
At the very least, Ho Wai-lok, who was there with them, would certainly sue him and his men.
Even though they had carried recording equipment during the operation and had already recorded Ho Wai-lok's confession,
if they failed to rescue Huo Zhaotang, that recording would only become an illegally obtained confession. Ho Wai-lok could easily explain that he had been unable to withstand the torture.
Cheung Tak Biu and the men under him might even end up utterly condemned in court by that recording.
Their most urgent priority now was to ensure that Huo Zhaotang could return home safely.
At that moment, all Cheung Tak Biu could do was pray inwardly.
He hoped those two bastard Gou Hok Jai, Ho Wai-lok and Wong Kwan, had been as meticulous as possible in the way they operated.
Otherwise, he and his men would probably be in serious trouble this time.
"Understood, sir!"