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

Chapter 261: Naimi is Going Crazy

"Wait a moment……"

Wu Cha shouted loudly, his survival instincts kicking in, "Wait a minute, all you want is money, right? I'll give it to you, spare my life, spare my life!"

Old Mo paused for a moment, his hand, which was about to pull the trigger, stopped.

Old Mo needs money, a lot of money, because he wants to buy up all the land he can buy in Hong Kong.

He initially thought that he and Lei Luo could just casually spend a few billion yuan.

Now he has changed his mind; he wants to buy up all the land he can in Hong Kong.

Then the ten or twenty billion he has won't be enough to play with. If he can swindle some money from these white-collar guys, that would be a good thing!

"What did you say? You have a hundred million? I'm talking about Hong Kong dollars."

Old Mo asked in disbelief.

With a strong will to survive, Wu Cha said, "Yes, yes, yes, as long as you're willing to let me go, I can give you 100 million Hong Kong dollars. You underestimate us too much."

Old Mo resisted the urge to pull the trigger, sheathed his gun, and looked at Guan Xiong, asking, "Brother Guan, do you think he has one hundred million Hong Kong dollars?"

Guan Xiong nodded without hesitation and said, "He's a leader in Naimi's circle and has been selling heroin for over ten years, so he probably does. However, this is just a guess, and I can't guarantee it 100%."

Old Mo said, "Then let him make a call and have someone bring the money over, that should be fine, right?"

"this……"

Guan Xiong hesitated before saying, "Brother Lao Mo, I need to ask our boss first. You know, this matter is very risky."

Indeed, if this guy makes the call, Naimi might bring people to attack his place.

If that's the case, the losses will be huge.

Old Mo nodded and said, "Of course, go make the call!"

Guan Xiong didn't move, but asked, "Brother Lao Mo, if our boss agrees, does that mean you're confirming that you're getting the goods from us?"

I'm not being dramatic, but this is a very important issue that can directly influence our boss's decisions.

Old Mo nodded and said decisively, "Of course, no problem. I'm a very loyal person. Since you've helped me so much, I certainly won't treat you unfairly."

"Okay. That's enough. I'll call the boss right now. Please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

After Guan Xiong finished speaking, he left.

There's a phone in the lobby, but he couldn't make that call in front of so many people.

Soon, Guan Xiong arrived at his room, picked up the phone, and made a call.

Yes, he dialed Khun Sa's number.

Fortunately, the call went through, and it was Khun Sa who answered.

"Boss, this is Guan Xiong. There's something I need to tell you..."

Guan Xiong explained the matter in detail.

On the other side, Khun Sa also fell silent.

After a long pause, Khun Sa said, "I have investigated the situation in Hong Kong. This old man Mo does indeed control 70 percent of Hong Kong's territory now."

"If we can really reach a cooperation agreement with him, this business will be huge. Guan Xiong, what do you think the chances are that Naimi will attack us if we let him make that call?"

Guan Xiong said with a headache, "He is not as strong as us, so he probably wouldn't dare to really start a war with us, right? So I think the chances are slim."

However, boss, you have great foresight; it's best if you make the decision on this matter.

There was a long silence on the other end before someone said, "Okay. Agree to it; this client is worth a shot."

Even if he really attacks us, although we'll suffer losses, we'll still make a profit. Anyway, we're bound to have a battle with Naimi sooner or later.

"Boss, are you really sure?"

"It's decided, I'll agree to his request. I'll do my best to get that 100 million for him. People in Hong Kong are loyal, so I'll go all out."

Guan Xiong finally hung up the phone and went to the lobby.

Bu Cha held his head high, looking at Guan Xiong like a lapdog. Whether he lived or died depended on Guan Xiong.

Guan Xiong looked at Lao Mo and said, "Brother Lao Mo, this is too risky. However, since I call you brother, I'll help you with this."

"No problem, I can make this call for you, but don't try anything funny. Hand over the money honestly, and I might save your life. If you dare to try anything funny, I'll wipe out your whole family. Do you understand?"

Wu Cha nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I understand, thank you, thank you!"

This guy, he'll agree to do anything you ask now!

Right there in the lobby, Wu Cha picked up the phone and made a call.

The call was answered as soon as it was dialed, and the person who answered was none other than General Naimi.

That's right, it's the guy in the movie who came to his door to make a deal and handed him the head of Hua Zai Rong.

This guy had already received news of Wu Cha's kidnapping and was anxiously waiting for a call!

He still doesn't know who captured Wu Cha, and he can't find anyone to take revenge on.

"Hey, General, it's me, Wu Cha!"

"What happened? Who arrested you?"

"General, it's Guan Xiong. Here's the thing: this trouble stems from my sending men to kill Wu Shih-hao. That bastard Wu Shih-hao owes Lao Mo one hundred million Hong Kong dollars..."

Wu Cha rambled on and on, explaining the situation clearly, and finally said, "General, I need 100 million Hong Kong dollars to redeem myself."

"But I only have fifty million on hand, General, please help me. Old Mo came all this way; he's a real killer."

General Naimi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "You mean, as long as we take this 100 million, that old Mo will cooperate with them?"

Wu Cha nodded and said, "Yes."

He regretted it as soon as he said it; he realized he had said the wrong thing.

Naimi on the other end of the line showed no reaction whatsoever, and said in a normal tone, "Okay, I understand. Don't worry, tell them to wait two days. I'll raise the money and then come to redeem you."

Wucha hung up the phone with a nervous heart.

On the other side, Naimi's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He wanted to save people, but not by paying them ransom; he wanted to rob them.

This isn't a matter of 100 million; he can't let Lao Mo and Khun Sa reach a cooperation agreement.

He didn't want to just hand over such a huge piece of the Hong Kong market.

You know, these days, apart from Lao Mo, nobody in all of Hong Kong dares to come to him to get goods. Because even if they did, they'd be hard to sell!

Therefore, he had to break this deadlock.

How to solve this?

Of course we fought.

Even if we can't rescue Wucha in this battle, we must kill Lao Mo.

If we get rid of Mok, the Hong Kong market will be revitalized.

Of course, if we could win over Old Mo and reach a cooperation agreement with him, that would be possible, and could even be considered the most perfect outcome.

Therefore, he had to fight this battle.

Thinking of this, he decisively picked up the phone and started ringing.

"Hey, assemble the team and get ready. I'll be right back. Don't ask any questions, just follow orders."

After hanging up the phone, Naimi's face darkened even more.