Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 320: Chief Pete, you need to help me find the money!

"Drive faster, get to the airport as quickly as possible."

Caesar, holding a walkie-talkie, spoke loudly to the drivers of each vehicle, appearing extremely anxious.

The driver nodded, and slowly pressed the accelerator, driving the car both fast and steady.

However, at this moment, several police cars caught up from behind, their sirens blaring and their roof lights flashing.

The loudspeaker on the bus started blaring.

"Please stop for inspection. Please stop for inspection."

There's no doubt about it; they've come to see them.

Caesar gritted his teeth, picked up the walkie-talkie in the car, and shouted, "Ignore them, get to the airport first. Hurry..."

The five luxury cars recklessly sped forward.

The cars behind them were parking in a hurry, and the noise became increasingly rapid.

"The car in front, please stop for inspection. Stop for inspection. Otherwise, we will have to take enforcement measures. We are going to take enforcement measures."

The loudspeaker emitted an urgent sound.

"Ignore them, drive faster."

Caesar shouted loudly.

In Las Vegas, if he couldn't even protect a person, Caesar would have truly lost all face.

Old Mo was indeed eager to return home; there was really no need for him to stay. Therefore, he hoped Caesar could help him leave.

However, several police cars were hot on their heels. If they caught up with us, things would probably get complicated.

If they arrived at the airport like this, these snakes wouldn't let them board the plane.

In this situation, relying on Caesar is probably not enough; we'll have to rely on ourselves.

An oversized nail appeared at just the right moment under the tire of the police car at the front; the nail was standing upright.

The police car was traveling at high speed and drove straight into the nails.

With a soft "poof".

The police car's front tire blew out, and with a loud crash, it plunged into the ditch beside the road.

Caesar turned around and burst into laughter.

"What do you Chinese say again? 'Heaven is helping me!' Hahaha..."

Caesar laughed excitedly.

Before Caesar could finish laughing, the second police car also got a flat tire. Although it didn't overturn, the car slowed down and soon came to a stop.

Immediately afterwards, the third, fourth, and fifth vehicles all had tire blowouts.

Perhaps because they were mentally prepared, none of the vehicles overturned, but they all came to a stop.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Caesar was laughing so hard!

"Haha, even God is protecting us, come and chase us!"

The five luxury cars sped along and soon arrived at the airport without incident.

Caesar immediately ordered his men to protect the elderly couple and head towards the airport.

At this moment, Lao Mo gave a bitter laugh. Yes, he had seen it with his divine sense: there were soldiers and police inside the airport. They were probably waiting for her; he couldn't leave.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered the airport terminal, a man in general's uniform led a group of people to block their way.

That's right, the person who came was Roswait, with Kate and the new police chief Pete by his side.

"Everyone, you're all rushing around, where are you headed?"

At this point, armed soldiers and police officers surrounded them, making escape impossible.

When Caesar saw this, his face turned green.

"What are you doing? Have we broken the law?"

Caesar said angrily.

Rosvet stepped forward and said, "This isn't about breaking the law anymore. This must be Mr. Chen Yinmo, right?"

Old Mo stepped forward, nodded, and said, "It's me. General, may I ask what brings you here?"

Rosvitt laughed and said, "Mr. Chen, I admire your gambling skills. If you simply win five billion and don't withdraw the money or leave the United States, then nothing will happen."

It's a pity you've withdrawn the money and are now leaving. Well, then we have no choice but to intervene.

His statement is reasonable and well-founded. No country can tolerate the outflow of its currency.

In fact, he simply wanted to find a reason to keep Old Mo here.

Old Mo asked calmly, "General, I just want to go home for the New Year. I didn't take any money with me! Is that not allowed?"

Rosvet chuckled and said, "I don't believe you went through all that trouble to come here, won five billion, and then left without taking a single penny."

Although I don't know how you transferred the money, I can keep you under control.

Old Mo said speechlessly, "Then what do you want me to do to let me leave?"

Rosvet laughed, "It's simple, leave the money. Where are you going? I don't care."

Old Mo smiled and said, "I didn't take the money with me! It's in the warehouse I rented. I'll be back after the New Year."

Rosvet smiled and said, "Okay. Then take me to see the money. As long as the money is there, I won't get involved in this matter, okay?"

He said he was leaving this matter alone, but in fact there were other things to do. Anyway, Old Mo wasn't leaving today.

Old Mo, of course, had no idea what he was thinking. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see the money. I hope you keep your word."

The group got into the car and headed towards Lao Mo's rented warehouse.

However, when everyone arrived at the warehouse entrance, they were stunned.

Yes, the warehouse door had already been pried open.

Seeing this, Lao Mo was speechless.

But after thinking about it, he felt relieved.

With so many cars delivering money, people aren't blind; they can't possibly miss it.

With so much money, who wouldn't be tempted?

After Lao Mo left, he didn't send anyone to guard the door. Isn't it perfectly normal for someone to try and break in?

It's not 2026 anymore, there are surveillance cameras everywhere.

This is Las Vegas in 1970, the Sin City.

Upon seeing this, Caesar was the first to lose control. He rushed forward, pushed the door open, and then he was stunned.

Yes, the warehouse was completely empty; not a single US dollar was left.

"this……"

Caesar was completely numb.

Rosvet also rushed in with his men.

Upon seeing it, I was speechless.

The warehouse was empty. But the whole warehouse was very messy, with footprints everywhere and junk and scraps scattered all over the place.

The scene in front of me clearly shows that I've been robbed.

Old Mo was overjoyed to see this scene.

Great, great, that's wonderful.

He was just wondering where the money went. Now, he doesn't have to explain anymore.

"Oh dear, my money!"

Old Mo suddenly screamed loudly, looking as if he was in unbearable pain.

"Who the hell stole all my money? Fuck, you bastard. Oh, right, Officer Pete Pete."

Old Mo immediately grabbed Pete and said tearfully, "Chief Pete, you must do me justice!"

Everyone knows I kept 5 billion here, and now it's been stolen. What are we going to do?