Reborn in Hong Kong Island, I can see loyalty

Chapter 675 The Great Battle Begins

Sandy's voice came through the walkie-talkie:

"Haoxuan, this is Sandy. The third team has arrived at the concealed position one kilometer away and is ready to provide support. All communications are normal and we are ready to provide support at any time. The technical department has cracked the remaining contents of the encrypted phone and confirmed that Miyamoto Musashi has no other support. Moreover, his hiding place is near Xihuan. After the arrest, we can go there to search immediately."

Immediately afterward, Captain Li's voice came through: "Inspector Ye, this is Captain Li. The second team is already in ambush outside the abandoned cargo yard. The assault vehicles and manpower are all in place, and the temporary checkpoint has been set up, completely blocking the only exit of the dock and ensuring that Miyamoto Musashi has no way to escape!"

"Very good!" Ye Haoxuan's tone was firm and steady. "Everyone stay alert. Miyamoto Musashi is expected to arrive at five o'clock. There is less than half an hour left. Do not relax for a moment. Once he appears, listen to my instructions and act immediately!"

"understand!"

Two people answered in unison over the walkie-talkie, then silence returned.

Ye Haoxuan put away the walkie-talkie and turned his gaze back to the entrance of the dock, his eyes becoming sharper and his vigilance reaching its peak.

He knew that Miyamoto Musashi was cautious, fierce, and had four top confidants by his side. This capture battle would definitely be very difficult, and an accident could happen if he was not careful.

Time passed second by second. The sea breeze continued to howl, and the waves continued to crash against the rocks. The night gradually faded, and a sliver of dawn appeared on the horizon, gradually clearing the view.

The dilapidated pier, the makeshift speedboat dock, and the surrounding reefs gradually came into view, all exactly as the killer had described.

At 4:50 a.m., there were still ten minutes until Miyamoto Musashi's expected arrival time.

Ye Haoxuan slightly tightened his grip on his service pistol, signaling to the officers around him to make the final preparations. All the officers lying in ambush on the rocky beach held their breath, their eyes fixed on the entrance to the dock, their fingers lightly on the triggers, ready to fire at any moment.

Just then, a faint car engine sound came from afar. The sound was very low and partially masked by the sea breeze. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it at all.

Ye Haoxuan's eyes sharpened instantly. He subconsciously lowered his body and hid behind the rocks, carefully observing the direction from which the sound came.

Soon, a black, unlicensed Mercedes-Benz slowly drove onto an abandoned side road, heading towards the abandoned freight yard. The car windows were bulletproof and completely black, making it impossible to see inside. However, judging from the car's outline and driving posture, it was the Mercedes-Benz that the assassin had confessed to frequently using, the one Miyamoto Musashi often drove.

"Inspector Ye, target spotted! A black Mercedes without license plates is heading towards the abandoned cargo yard. It is expected to arrive at the dock entrance in five minutes!"

The sniper's deep voice came through the walkie-talkie, his tone carrying a barely perceptible tension.

"Roger!" Ye Haoxuan lowered his voice and ordered in a deep voice, "Everyone stay concealed and do not reveal your whereabouts. Once Miyamoto Musashi and his confidants have all entered the dock area and reached the vicinity of the pier, wait for my instructions and move out immediately! Snipers, keep a close eye on the movements inside the vehicle, lock onto Miyamoto Musashi's position, and do not fire unnecessarily!"

"understand!"

The Mercedes-Benz slowly drove up to the entrance of the abandoned cargo yard and stopped.

The car door opened, and four men dressed in black suits and wearing black sunglasses stepped out. They were tall and agile, each holding a specially made pistol. After getting out of the car, they immediately dispersed and quickly scanned the path behind the abandoned cargo yard and the entrance to the dock, vigilantly observing the surrounding movements. They were Miyamoto Musashi's four trusted men.

Four trusted aides carefully checked the area and, after confirming there were no abnormalities, one of them turned towards the car, nodded, and made a reassuring gesture. Then, the driver's side door opened, and a tall man in a black suit and black sunglasses slowly stepped out.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a straight posture. He had a three-centimeter-long scar on his left cheek, extending from the corner of his eye to his jaw. The scar looked particularly ferocious in the dim light. He was none other than Miyamoto Musashi, the leader of the Black Blade Group. His eyes were cold, carrying an innate arrogance and cruelty. He scanned everything around him, his eyes full of vigilance, not letting his guard down for a moment.

Miyamoto Musashi walked to the car, stopped, and whispered a few words in Japanese to a trusted aide beside him. His tone was cold and impatient. The aide immediately nodded, turned, and quickly walked towards the path behind the abandoned cargo yard, clearly heading to the docks to check on the assassins.

Ye Haoxuan hid behind the rocks, his eyes fixed on Miyamoto Musashi's figure, a cold killing intent flashing in them. He slightly raised his hand, signaling the officers beside him to prepare for action. His finger lightly rested on the trigger, waiting for the perfect moment to strike—he wanted to wait until Miyamoto Musashi and his cronies were all inside the dock area, completely surrounded, before launching his attack, giving them no chance to break out.

Soon, the trusted confidant who had gone to the dock to check the situation returned quickly, his face somewhat solemn. He whispered a few words in Japanese to Miyamoto Musashi, his tone carrying a hint of doubt and tension.

Miyamoto Musashi's brows furrowed slightly, and the vigilance in his eyes intensified. He raised his head and scanned his surroundings again, as if he had noticed something unusual.

"Oh no, Miyamoto Musashi may have sensed something is wrong!" Ye Haoxuan's heart tightened. He knew that he couldn't wait any longer. Once Miyamoto Musashi discovered the ambush and turned to escape, it would be very difficult for them to catch him again.

"action!"

Ye Haoxuan gave a low shout, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority. As soon as his command was given, the police officers who had been lying in wait on the rocky beach rushed out from their concealed positions, their sidearms pointed at Miyamoto Musashi and his cronies on the dock, and shouted sternly: "Don't move! Police! Surrender!"

At the same time, two snipers lying in ambush on the roof of the abandoned cargo yard immediately pulled the trigger. Bullets whistled past and accurately hit the shoulders of two trusted confidants who were preparing to draw their guns to fight back.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots shattered the silence of the beach and officially launched the manhunt.

The two henchmen who were shot in the shoulder groaned in pain, staggered back a few steps, and dropped their pistols to the ground, their black suits instantly stained with blood.

Upon seeing this, Miyamoto Musashi's eyes flashed with shock, then he became even more ferocious.

He remained completely calm, quickly pulled out a specially made pistol hidden in his suit, turned towards the rocky beach, and pulled the trigger. The bullet whistled past, grazing an officer's ear before striking a rock behind him and sending up a spray of pebbles.