RNP Chapter 198: Old Mo is targeted by a top assassin
Chapter 198: Old Mo is targeted by a top assassin
Xu Damao asked in a low voice, "Old Mo, what did that woman say?"
Old Mo smiled and said to the woman, "Beautiful lady, can you speak Mandarin? My brother just came from China and doesn't understand Cantonese. Thank you!"
It's 1970 now, and "Miss" isn't a derogatory term yet.
The woman smiled slightly and immediately switched to Mandarin.
"Gentlemen, hello. I'm Sister Chun, the manager of this store. Do you have an appointment?"
Old Mo chuckled, "No. We'll arrange for someone to come out and let us choose. Money's no object, okay?"
"Yes, sirs, gentlemen, please follow me."
Soon, the two were taken to a magnificent house.
The two waited a short while, then there was a knock on the door, followed by a line of over twenty beautiful women who walked in.
They were truly a feast for the eyes, with both plump and slender figures!
Xu Damao stared wide-eyed.
Goodness, they're all eighteen or twenty years old, their skin is so tender, you could probably squeeze water out of it.
Xu Damao leaned closer to Lao Mo and whispered, "Lao Mo, can I have two?"
Old Mo said in a low voice, "They'll be even happier if you take them all."
Xu Damao laughed upon hearing this: "Sister Chun, I can take on ten of them all by myself. Hahahaha..."
That night, Xu Damao went completely wild.
He claimed he could take on ten, but in reality, he couldn't even defeat two. He wasted the money of nine people.
Corruption, this kind of life is truly corrupt.
Even if you beat Xu Damao to death now, he won't go back.
Inside a luxurious villa.
Chaozhou Zhou leaned back on the sofa, a cigar in his hand, puffing out smoke. He had the air of a big shot.
In fact, Chaozhou porridge is truly a big shot.
In the money empire, he dared to say to Brother Lok's face that no one in Hong Kong dared to touch his Chaozhou porridge.
Just then, one of the underlings walked in. Standing to the side, he whispered, "Boss, something happened tonight that I need to tell you about."
"What is it? Speak."
"Boss, tonight, Lao Mo brought a guy who just came from China to our casino, and he won more than 2.5 million yuan in just a few rounds with 10,000 yuan."
He later went to other casinos, but fortunately, his subordinates were quick-witted and shut them down, thus averting this disaster.
"Old Mo? You mean, you beat that bastard French gambling king?"
Chaozhou Congee said coldly.
He was heartbroken to lose 2.5 million!
The younger brother nodded quickly and said, "That's him. This guy's back in action. We have to come up with a plan. We can't just close down when he comes, can we? How can we do business then?"
"I'll fuck his mother!"
Chaozhou porridge cursed, picked up a cigar, stroked his chin, and started thinking.
"This bastard can't be allowed to live."
After a long pause, a decision was finally made.
"Contact them in Macau. I heard that Romant's older brother is doing quite well there. Contact him and tell him that this bastard broke his brother's hand. If they're willing to hire a hitman to take out Old Mo, we're willing to pay half the money. Let's see what they say."
The underling immediately nodded and said, "Yes, boss, I know what to do."
After saying that, he turned and left.
This young man, named Luo Gang, is brave and resourceful, and is one of Chaozhou Congee's most capable subordinates.
Luo Gang returned in the afternoon.
He approached the Chaozhou porridge vendor and whispered, "Boss, we've made contact. They've already offered a million and hired an assassin."
It seems they had this planned all along. Wasn't it a bit of a waste for us to spend that 500,000?
Chaozhou Congee laughed and said, "Wrong, not at all wrong. As long as we can get rid of this bastard, it's worth it, not just 500,000, but even 5 million."
Luo Gang laughed and said, "Boss is wise."
Gabriel is a top French assassin; before retiring, he was a first-rate sniper in the military.
His proudest achievement was his marksmanship. His most impressive feat was taking down a target with a single shot from 1,800 meters away.
This achievement made him famous in the assassin world, placing him among the top assassins.
That day, he received another order for one million.
When Gabriel saw that it was just killing a gambler, he laughed. He could easily make a million dollars.
Without saying a word, he immediately bought a plane ticket and flew to Hong Kong.
The next day, he went to the mountaintop villa to scout the location.
Because he's a foreigner and speaks English, it's very convenient for him to do these things here.
Unfortunately, Old Mo's house is located at the highest point in the entire villa area, making it difficult for him to find a vantage point.
Ultimately, having no other choice, he had to settle for a less-than-optimal solution.
One morning, he arrived early at the top of a villa that happened to be unoccupied, which greatly increased his chances of success.
He opened the box, took out his prized sniper rifle, and began setting it up.
Yes, he was going to shoot Old Mo on the only way in and out of the villa.
After setting up the sniper rifle, he took out a blanket, spread it on the ground, lay down there, hugged the sniper rifle, and tested its feel.
perfect.
What followed was a long wait.
To be a good sniper, you must learn to wait.
Whether it's one day, two days, or three days, he has to lie there motionless, waiting for the target to appear so he can kill him with a single shot.
So he prepared bread, high-calorie biscuits, milk, and other food, ready for a long battle.
These past two days, Lao Mo has had nothing to do, so he's been having a blast with Xu Damao.
Unfortunately, Lao Mo also felt quite empty inside.
Strictly speaking, apart from Xu Damao, he really didn't have a single close friend.
So when Xu Damao arrived, he was very happy and let loose and have fun. He planned to take Xu Damao to see a doctor after a few days of playing.
Once you start treating this kind of illness, unless you refuse to see a doctor, you won't be able to use the medication again for a short period of time.
So, he and Xu Damao had a lot of fun.
What? You mean Qin Jingru? That woman is always clinging to Chen Yao, having so much fun, she treats Chen Yao like a daughter. She's completely forgotten about Xu Damao.
That day, they slept until noon.
As if by telepathy, the two got up almost simultaneously. After washing up, the maid brought them breakfast. No, it should be called lunch.
"Brother Da Mao, let's go out and have fun for another day. After tomorrow, I'll take you to the hospital. Are you mentally prepared?"
Xu Damao nodded, both excited and nervous.
The exciting thing is that after going to the hospital, he was no longer childless.
What worries me is whether the hospitals here can really treat his illness.
After breakfast—no, lunch—Old Mo drove his Mercedes and took Xu Damao out again.
Cars from that era had transparent windows that only blocked the wind; from the outside, people could still be easily recognized.
Gabriel put down his binoculars and a smile appeared on his lips.
That damn yellow pig has finally decided to go out.
Gabriel picked up the sniper rifle and aimed it at Old Mo, who was driving.
It must be said that Gabriel is a top-notch assassin; the position he chose is definitely the best shooting spot in this area.
At this moment, Old Mo was driving his car, facing the sniper rifle in front of him. The further he drove, the closer he got to the sniper rifle, and the higher the chance that Gabriel would hit him.
Gabriel had even calculated the optimal firing position; the moment Old Mo drove his car to that position would be the perfect time for him to fire.
The crosshairs on the scope were pointed directly at Old Mo's head. If this shot were fired, Old Mo's head would be completely blown off.
Gabriel smiled slightly, held his breath, and decisively pulled the trigger.