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

Chapter 236: The Fate of Human Traffickers

Is it a threat? That's interesting.

Old Mo smiled calmly and said, "I don't believe it."

After saying that, Lao Mo hung up the phone.

"Big bear, huh? I'm sorry, it seems your boss has abandoned you. So, I'm sorry, you can only die."

"Huh? No way, absolutely not. Brother Mo, could you let me make one more call? I don't believe our boss would do that."

The big bear immediately barked loudly.

Old Mo ignored him and coldly said, "Brother Chun, kill them all and throw their bodies into the sea to feed the fish."

"Yes."

Su Chunbo readily agreed.

"No. Don't. Old Mo, you can't do this! There are fifty or sixty of us! How can you do this? Brother Mo, give me another chance, I will definitely persuade our leader to ransom us."

Lao Mo remained unmoved.

The big bear finally realized the seriousness of the situation, and knelt down on the ground with a thud, kowtowing to Old Mo.

"Brother Mo, please give me a chance! I have money; I'm willing to use money to buy my own life. Brother Mo, just name your price, please don't do this!"

The big bear banged its head so hard it bled.

If God gave him another chance to choose, he would never come back.

Old Mo, who was about to leave, paused, turned back, and laughed at him, "How much money do you have? Besides, I wouldn't spend the filthy money you get by begging by beating crippled children; I find it disgusting. Remember, don't be a human trafficker in your next life."

As he spoke, Lao Mo left the security room.

"No, no... Brother Mo, I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong, okay?"

Su Chunbo wasn't joking with him. He walked up with an axe and chopped it down on the man's head.

He smashed it on the back of the head with an axe.

"Gah..."

The bear's eyes rolled back, and with a thud, it collapsed to the ground, motionless.

"Tie them all up tightly and gag them. Pack them all in bags and take them to the beach tonight to feed the fish."

Su Chunbo decisively issued the order.

"Ah, no, no..."

A group of guys started screaming their lungs out. But it was completely useless.

One by one, their mouths were gagged, and they were tied up tightly.

Yes, a thick hemp rope wrapped them up like dumplings, just like a wooden stake, binding them tightly.

His mouth was also gagged, sealed with layers of tape.

At this point, they couldn't even beg for mercy. They could only whimper and sob.

Su Chunbo made one phone call, and two trucks arrived from Kowloon Walled City.

All these people were put into sacks, loaded onto trucks, and then driven towards the sea.

It's on a cliff right by the sea, with surging waves below.

These guys, wrapped up like rice dumplings and covered with burlap sacks, were dragged off the vehicle one by one.

Then, amidst their desperate wails, one by one they were thrown off the cliff.

A burlap sack had just fallen into the sea when it was swept away by a wave.

They had no chance of survival and ultimately perished in the fish's belly.

This is the fate of human traffickers.

"bump……"

Heshenghe Headquarters.

Zhang Guohua slammed his fist on the table and stood up angrily, his eyes practically spitting fire as he looked at the underlings around the conference table.

"That damned old Mo, he's gone too far. Does he really think we and Shenghe didn't expect this? (Cantonese: meaning to bully them because they're weak)"

The men on both sides were also very angry.

"That damned old Mo, he just got together and he dares to challenge an old gang like ours. Boss, I suggest we absolutely can't let him get away with this. If you let him go, Sheng Wo will be finished in Hong Kong."

"That's right, boss. You can leave this old Mo to me. I'll make sure he's completely under my thumb."

A hall master named A-Qiang stood up and shouted loudly.

This guy is not only tall, but also a trained athlete who works out regularly and has developed eight-pack abs.

Most importantly, he had a very bad temper. He was the first pair of "Flower Red Sticks" in the Heshenghe organization.

Zhang Guohua's gaze fell on him.

He asked in a deep voice, "Ah Qiang, are you confident?"

Ah Qiang immediately shouted, "He's just a gangster with some power, yet he thinks he can fight against us old-school gangs? I'll make sure he dies without even knowing how he died."

Zhang Guohua nodded: "Okay, then I'll leave this matter to you. I hope you won't let me down."

"Yes, boss. Just you wait! I'll beat this guy until he comes to you obediently, kneels down, admits his mistakes, and submits to you."

"Alright, alright, then it's up to you."

Zhang Guohua was very pleased. He tossed the documents in his hand to him.

Ah Qiang took the documents and looked at them carefully.

After reviewing the information, everyone gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

After the meeting, A-Qiang called Lao Mo directly.

Old Mo happened to be home and received his call.

"You must be Lao Mo, right? I'm Qiang from Heshenghe. I'm an upright person, I don't like to use underhanded tricks. Tonight on Changnan Street, at midnight, let's have a fight, are you in?"

Old Mo said expressionlessly, "How do you want to fight?"

Ah Qiang said, "Of course it's a game of 'splitting friends.' The loser has to listen to the winner. You're not scared, are you? Or can't you find anyone to play with?"

Old Mo immediately became interested: "You mean if you lose, you'll acknowledge me as your boss? Is that what you mean?"

Ah Qiang said, "You can think of it that way."

Anyway, Ah-Qiang won't lose, so let him interpret it however he wants.

Old Mo nodded and said, "Okay. I'll definitely be there."

Old Mo hung up the phone and sat down.

Now, of all the major gangs in Hong Kong, only Wo Shing and 14K remain.

Take care of these two gangs as soon as possible, then we can move on to our next big money-making plan.

Old Mo had a crazy plan in his mind: to buy up all the land in Hong Kong and turn it all into private property.

He intends to ensure that those foreigners have no foothold in Hong Kong.

Yes, the wind and rain may enter, but the king may not.

Without his approval, even if the Queen of England came, she wouldn't be able to get in.

Old Mo picked up the phone and dialed.

"Brother Hao, get ready. Tonight at midnight, I'm having a big fight with Heshenghe. You just need to prepare two hundred good men."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Mo dialed again.

Wang Dalong and Xiang Huaren cannot be absent.

Tonight, Lao Mo is going to show those old gangsters what he's made of.

Don't be so arrogant and ignorant, letting any Tom, Dick, or Harry dare to show off in front of Lao Mo.

Changnan Street.

This is a rather remote street.

However, this street has one advantage: it's quite wide. It's several hundred meters wide, like a large square.

Best suited for gang warfare.