Chapter 1: The Seventh Gate of Hell

  An hour later, Peng Sixian's horse stopped under the Xianglong Club building. Peng Sixian went straight upstairs and directly found Lang Boss's office. He sat down and got straight to the point: "How is the situation?"

  "There's been quite a bit of pressure at home lately." Boss Lang didn't respond to Peng Sixian's words, but instead asked back.

  Peng Sichen smiled wryly: "It's also time to tone it down a bit."

  "It's all right as long as family members have made arrangements."

  "Can I just quit?" Peng Sichen suddenly said very seriously.

  "Huh? Not doing it?" Boss Lang was taken aback and bluntly refused: "Who am I supposed to find to replace you now?"

  "Then who can guarantee my family's safety?"

  The boss didn't say a word, pulled open the drawer, took out a file bag and handed it to Peng Sixian: "Everything is inside, you look at it yourself."

  Peng Sichen opened the file bag, inside were several identity cards and passports with different names, entry and exit certificates, etc.

  "Everything else is true except for the words written above." Old Master Lang said with profound meaning: "You have a 'clean' background, all the lines are set up over there, just waiting for an opportunity, and this opportunity will come soon."

  "...That...the special police team is asking me to report..." Peng Sichen was still hesitating.

  "That's your problem, I'm just responsible for sending you over there, we've invested a lot of money in you..."

  Peng Sichen picked up an ID card, looked at the unfamiliar name on it and said with a self-mocking tone: "I just crawled out of that fire pit, only to jump into the one you dug."

  The old boss smiled slyly: "Young brother, if you want to achieve success and fame, you have to give up some things. How can you succeed without being ruthless?"

  "I hope I won't follow in his footsteps."

  "Don't worry about this, we've got everything arranged."

  "I've done my part, what else can you arrange? Still relying on myself."

  "So this is why I've been looking for you."

  The ten-minute conversation came to an end, and it also decided the path Peng Sichen would take from now on. Peng Sichen went downstairs, got into the Mustang, pulled out those fake IDs from the file bag, looked at them again and again, thought for a moment, rolled up the file bag, and stuffed it into the car's compartment.

  Driving a Jeep, Peng Sizhe wandered aimlessly on the streets of Rennan for several laps. As Chinese New Year approached, police departments were deployed to maintain order in the streets. Important areas such as city centers, train stations, and squares had armed patrols by SWAT teams and special police forces. Peng Sizhe was one of them, patrolling the city center square today. He drove his car to the city center square and parked it on the side of the road. Next to the square, a black Iveco was parked with "SWAT" written in large white letters on the carriage. Several SWAT officers wearing helmets and tactical vests were patrolling among the crowds, intimidating potential criminals.

  Peng Sixiang's car had been stopped for a long time, the SWAT patrol team found it strange. Two SWAT officers walked towards his car and knocked on the window: "Hello, please roll down your window."

  Peng Sixian rolled down the car window. The young SWAT officer looked at him in surprise and said, "Peng Sixian! Is that really you?"

  "Who are you?"

  "Don't you remember me? Your younger brother's teammate, Commander Gao!" Commander Gao seemed somewhat excited.

  "Ah? Oh...... I remember now, you're the second in command of the Vanguard!" Peng Sichen remembered.

  "I told you you should remember me, you even taught me how to drive! How did you park the car here?"

  "I want to come over and see if Si Zhe is on duty here. Sorry, sorry, I'll leave now." Peng Si Cheng started the Pastoralist.

  "Si Zhe is on duty at the station today, you can go find him there. Ah, big brother, I heard you're also coming to our police force, when are you reporting for duty?" Taking advantage of the opportunity, Commander Gao wanted to chat a bit more.

  "There's still half a month."

  Commander Gao wanted to chat a bit more, but the intercom crackled with an incoming call, asking Commander Gao to take a look at the north side of the square. Someone had reported that there seemed to be a group of people gathered and arguing.

  "Big brother, I have to go on duty, you drive the car away first, the special police team has arrived, we'll talk later."

  "Alright."

  "Who is this?" a young SWAT officer asked Commander Gao.

  "Peng Sizhe's brother, the one who beat our squad leader until he was covered in dust." Commander Gao replied.

  "Is there anyone more awesome than our squad leader?" That special police officer had just joined the special police team and hadn't witnessed that heartbreaking battle of Cheng Te-li.

  "There must be a strong man among the strong! Let's go and take a look at what's going on over there." Commander Gao jogged all the way, running towards the north side of the square.

  Ran over to take a look, it turned out that a tricycle selling cut noodles was blocking the passage. The people who were blocked couldn't help but complain loudly, and some people thought they were going to fight and called the police.

  Upon seeing the police intervention, the crowd quickly dispersed, and the new SWAT officer's expected opportunity to make a name for himself was again foiled. He and Commander Gao continued patrolling the square together.

  "What's the difference between us and the security patrol?... Walking back and forth on the square is so monotonous, Special Police can't help but wonder if they're being underutilized."

  "What else do you want?" Commander Gao asked him with a sidelong glance.

  "It shouldn't be like this..."

  "We need to be familiar with every environment, how can the training ground simulate every corner of the city?" Although Commander Gao also felt that the special police shouldn't be like this, he had no choice but to bring out Uncle De's theory.

  Since that slightly tense real battle, Commander Gao hasn't had a decent real battle for a long time, let alone an unarmed raid against an opponent who is also completely unarmed like the special police in movies! Sometimes Commander Gao would secretly complain to himself: "Every day I hear about how well-armed drug dealers are, why haven't I encountered any armed drug dealers?"

  The hot blood in the heart of a man, the heroic dream at the bottom of his heart, led Gao to take the path of special police, but not every special policeman has the opportunity to participate in fierce battles all his life. In reality, many people have been policemen for their whole lives, holding guns for their whole lives, yet never firing a shot at a living person.

  This city is an important channel for the smuggling of drugs within and outside the border. However, this brainless and adventurous business of drug trafficking has cunning and hidden opponents. No drug trafficker will openly challenge the authority of the police. They lurk, hide, like a snake slithering silently, spitting out venom to swallow huge profits, like a greedy rat filling the chasm of desire with money.

  It's a game of cat and mouse, the mouse carefully evading the cat's pursuit, while the cat patiently waits for the mouse's momentary lapse to deliver a fatal blow!

  Although the weather is getting colder, it has not diminished the festive atmosphere of the upcoming Spring Festival. Peng Sichen often invites Luo Jingqiu to go out and buy New Year's goods for his family, just like an ordinary couple. In her heart, Luo Jingqiu has already begun to imagine their future life together, but sometimes she feels that Peng Sichen is a bit absent-minded.

  There is still a week before Peng Sixian reports to the special police team, and after spending the first Spring Festival after retirement, he will officially start training and duty. After hard training in the special police team, he performed outstandingly, and was transferred to other departments a few years later, without any worries, with stable work, no need to struggle for survival, nor worry about food and clothing for tomorrow, getting married and having children, living a peaceful life. For Peng Sixian, having experienced special forces training and the baptism of the special police team, this is a halo that many special police officers dream of, and future leadership positions are tailor-made for him!

  A bright future ahead, a beautiful and lovely girlfriend, after working for one or two years, getting married, having children, and then moving up the career ladder... Perhaps, this is what most people hope their life trajectory will be like...

  But the trajectory is not fixed, that Lexus LS silently stopped under Peng Sixian's house, Lang boss called him, Peng Sixian hurried down, got into the car: "You shouldn't come here to find me."

  "I've been trying to call you but you never pick up."

  "What's the hurry?"

  "Let's talk about it outside."

  Xiao Wu drove the Lexus LS skillfully through the city, onto the highway, and then into the "back garden" of Rennin - Lianhua Mountain Scenic Area. Boss Lang gestured for Xiao Wu to wait in the parking lot, got out of the car and walked towards the top of the mountain.

  Tourists on the mountain road were sparse, and Old Lang didn't say a word all the way to the top of the mountain. He stretched his waist long: "The autumn is high and the air is refreshing! The autumn is high and the air is refreshing!"

  "It's already winter now," said Peng Sixian.

  "Little brother, you're so cultured! Is everything arranged at home?" Boss Lang turned his head to look at Peng Sixian standing behind him.

  "What else is there to arrange? You're always arranging things, what's the matter?" Peng Sichen said with a sarcastic tone.

  "If there weren't these few people around... I think you would have thrown me down from here." Boss Lang said, looking at the tourists on the mountaintop viewing platform.

  "You know I wouldn't do that."

  Boss Lang burst out laughing: "Little brother, someone will always do things, now it's not too late to regret, you can still consider it, I'll go buy a bottle of water and give you five minutes...hmm? I've invested a lot in you..."

  Five minutes later, Boss Lang returned to the viewing platform. Peng Sichen was gazing at the distant mountains in the distance. Boss Lang asked from behind him: "How is it?"

  "I remember someone telling me that in this world, anything can be done, there is no right or wrong."

  "This is a very philosophical person."

  "It's just that when your heart is upright, bad things can become good things; when your heart is crooked, good things become bad things," said Peng Sichen.

  "That makes sense," said Old Lang.

  "Alright, I'll listen to your arrangement." Peng Sichen brought his gaze back from the mountains and said firmly.

  Peng Sixian's attitude made Lang boss somewhat surprised, Lang boss had seen countless people, at the turning point of life, ordinary people would consider again and again, it was not uncommon for them to give up at the last moment. However, Peng Sixian made a decision in just a few minutes, his decision was to give up his promising job, loved one, family, and even possibly push himself into an irredeemable situation... but perhaps he would also return home with glory.

  "Have you really thought it through?" Mr. Lang asked again.

  "Are you sure everything is arranged?" Peng Sichen said.

  "Who can guarantee that? I can only guarantee that your background is very interesting, and in other people's eyes, it's clean and spotless." Boss Lang has been traveling the world for many years, and he knows how to talk without being pinned down.

  "Hmph... It seems that in this world, the only one I can trust is myself." Peng Si Cheng coldly smiled.

  "And here's this..." Boss Lang pulled out a bank card from his pocket: "As you requested, the password is on the back of the card."

  "Even if it's not successful, it's still something left for the family." Peng Sichen took over the bank card.

  "Little brother, the road is still long, walk slowly, walk slowly." Old Lang patted Peng Sichen's shoulder, with deep meaning.

  "I'll take another look at the view, you don't have to see me off." Peng Sichen wanted to end this meeting.

  "No problem! You're the big boss, if you say it's okay then it's okay......" Manager Lang spoke again in that strange Hong Kong accent.

  Peng Sixian ignored him and turned his head to continue enjoying the view. Boss Lang walked out for over ten meters, then turned back and said: "Young brother, if you regret it, you still have a chance."

  Peng Sichen nodded his head slightly, indicating he understood.