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

Chapter 239: Xu Damao Discharged from the Hospital

Zhang Guohua appeared to be in his thirties, with a square face, and seemed quite upright.

He didn't dare get too close to Lao Mo, stopping about four or five meters away.

"Sir, who are you? Why are you causing trouble at our Shenghe Nightclub?"

Zhang Guohua looked at Lao Mo and asked, his voice stern but his tone weak.

Old Mo gestured to the sofa opposite him and said, "Sit down."

Zhang Guohua swallowed hard and said, "No need to sit. Just tell me, what's up?"

He wouldn't go near Old Mo; it's too dangerous.

This guy is actually quite afraid of dying.

Old Mo laughed and said jokingly, "I heard you used to be a soldier in the Nationalist Army. It's unusual for you to be so afraid of death!"

Zhang Guohua said coldly, "Don't think that just because you have a gun and a grenade, I'm afraid of you. You're surrounded by my men."

"Tell me, who are you? What do you want? If you don't tell me, you're not leaving this room."

"hehe……"

Old Mo was so angry he laughed. Suddenly, another submachine gun appeared in his hand, and the muzzle was pointed directly at Zhang Guohua.

"I order you to come here and sit down. If you dare to spout any more nonsense, I'll riddle you with bullets."

Gaa...

Everyone present was stunned, especially Zhang Guohua.

He pulled out a submachine gun? Where did this guy get it from?

Yes, Zhang Guohua had already planned it out. As soon as Lao Mo reached for the submachine gun on the table, he would turn around and run.

With so many people behind him, by the time Old Mo picked up his gun, he had already disappeared.

That's why he forced himself to come out.

He just hadn't expected Old Mo's move to catch him completely off guard. He didn't even have a chance to run away.

This guy killed two people as soon as he arrived. Zhang Guohua dared not gamble that his gun was unloaded.

However, asking him to go and sit opposite Old Mo was absolutely out of the question. He wouldn't put himself in a dangerous position.

He forced a smile and said, "Brother, let's talk this out. If Shenghe has ever wronged you in any way, you can just tell us. There's no need for this. Even if you kill me, you won't leave this room alive."

If Zhang Guohua dares to sit across from him and talk to him, he might give him another chance.

Unfortunately, this guy is too afraid of death; there's no need to keep him alive.

Old Mo laughed: "If that's what you're saying, then I'll have to give it a try."

After Old Mo finished speaking, without any warning, he suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da..."

Before Zhang Guohua could react, several bloody holes were punched into his body.

Gaa...

Zhang Guohua stared wide-eyed, looking down in disbelief at the bloody holes in his body, feeling an overwhelming sense of regret!

You said if I had just obediently gone over and sat down, wouldn't everything have been fine? Why force them to fire?

But it was too late for regrets now. Zhang Guohua stared wide-eyed, filled with resentment, and collapsed to the ground.

Old Mo, holding a submachine gun, opened fire on the guys behind him.

"Ah, run!"

Zhang Guohua's men panicked and ran around in a frenzy, escaping through the back door as if fleeing.

Without saying a word, Lao Mo took his gun and started shooting at those who hadn't had time to run away.

Several of those who were slower to run collapsed instantly.

In that instant, everyone at Shenghe Nightclub had vanished.

"You bastard, hurry, rush in and save the boss, quick..."

Outside, a hall master shouted loudly.

His thugs immediately grabbed pistols and rushed in through all the entrances.

However, when they rushed in, they found that there wasn't a single living person inside.

Yes, those damned guys were all beaten to death by Old Mo, and Old Mo himself has disappeared without a trace.

"Boss, boss..."

The hall master rushed over and half-lifted Zhang Guohua's body to examine it.

Unfortunately, Zhang Guohua is already completely dead.

"You bastard, who did this?"

The hall master shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, no one can answer his question anymore.

Hesheng and Hutang. Aqiang is the head of Hutang.

At this moment, A-Qiang did not go to rest, but sat in the main seat of the council hall, waiting for news.

Before he left, he sent someone to headquarters to confirm whether Zhang Guohua would really die that night, so that he could proceed with the next steps.

Just then, the phone next to them suddenly rang.

Ah Qiang's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly answered the phone: "Hello, who is this?"

"Boss, boss, it's me, Guinea Pig! Good news! Old Mo just came to headquarters and killed Brother Hua."

Dongzi and I saw it with our own eyes, there's no doubt about it. They used submachine guns; Hua Ge was riddled with bullets, he's definitely not alive…”

Hearing the voice on the phone, A-Qiang smiled.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Good, good, Brother Mo, you didn't disappoint me. Old Duck, go and tell all the bosses to come back for a meeting. Hurry..."

These next few days are destined to be anything but peaceful for Heshenghe.

Old Mo also had a rare two days of leisure, and took Ye Zimei to the hospital to bring Xu Damao back.

Yes, it was just a minor surgery. After a few days of rest, Xu Damao was already back to his old self.

Once in the car, Xu Damao and Qin Jingru's eyes lit up.

This car is not the Mercedes they rode in last time; it's clearly a new car.

This is a brand new Lincoln Continental luxury edition, a mobile palace where you can experience pure luxury.

What man doesn't like cars? Xu Damao's eyes lit up.

Most importantly, the driver was Ye Zimei, a busty beauty, who made Xu Damao's mouth water.

Qin Jingru was furious when she saw his expression. She grabbed a piece of tender flesh on his waist with her small hand and twisted it hard.

"Hiss..."

Xu Damao almost cried out.

Old Mo, sitting in the passenger seat, had his eyes looking ahead, but his mind was fully engaged with the entire scene.

Old Mo almost burst out laughing.

"Brother Da Mao, you like cars, right?"

Xu Damao nodded quickly.

Old Mo laughed and said, "That's alright, I'll have someone teach you when we get back. By the way, your wife needs to learn too. In Hong Kong, you can't get by without knowing how to drive. Once you've learned, you can drive any of the cars at home."

Xu Damao was excited when he heard this.

"Old Mo, do you have a lot of cars at home?"

Old Mo laughed and said, "We have seven now, and a few more minibuses will be back in about ten days. You can drive them as you like. It doesn't matter if you crash them, as long as no one is hurt. We'll buy more if we need more. You can also prepare a special vehicle for you if you want one."

Xu Damao quickly replied, "No need, no need, as long as it's open, that's fine. Hehe..."

Xu Damao was overjoyed. Coming to Hong Kong was definitely the right decision.