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

Chapter 182: Robert Has Found a Way to Die

Armand, sweating profusely, hurriedly said, "He was just following Chief Vincent's orders. Please let me go, I'll tell you everything. I'll tell you everything!"

Old Mo pulled the trigger: "Rat-a-tat-tat..."

Armand was instantly riddled with blood.

After dealing with these guys, Lao Mo began collecting the corpses one by one, even taking the wrecked car, along with the blood and mud, into his spatial storage.

There were security guards in the distance, looking this way.

Old Mo took his submachine gun and started firing it in that direction.

The bullets whizzed past their heads, scaring the security guards so much they scrambled away as fast as they could.

Old Mo shooed away the flies and continued slowly collecting the corpses, making sure that even if someone came, they wouldn't be able to tell that someone had died there.

At Robert's house.

Despite the several major cases that occurred outside, Robert remained as dashing as ever.

He doesn't usually get involved in things; only for important matters do people sign off and give their opinions.

He usually delegates most tasks to his two capable assistants.

So Robert lived a very carefree life. Even when things were turbulent outside, his home remained warm and cozy.

Old Mo had been to that villa before, so he was a little hesitant to stay there. Therefore, he changed to another villa.

He moved to a villa, not because his whole family moved there, but because only one person moved there.

What? You mean by someone coming to live here alone?

Then you are wrong.

That woman over there is just the first wife. This one here isn't even a mistress.

Yes, he keeps a woman to look after each of his villas.

After a long day, I ate dinner, watched TV, took a shower, and then prepared to go to sleep.

However, Romantia was very unhappy and pulled him aside, saying, "Darling, you haven't come for so long, and you finally came today. It's so boring to just sleep like this! Come on..."

Robert had no choice; Romantia's words made sense.

There was nothing I could do but hold her and roll onto the bed.

Soon, the two undressed and prepared to do something.

Suddenly, Robert felt a dark shadow beside the bed, which terrified him so much that he almost shrank back.

He quickly reached to the bedside and turned on the light.

Sure enough, there was a person standing by his bedside, a friend who was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

Old Mo stood there with his arms crossed and laughed, "Robert, my friend, you two continue, I'm fine. Miss, you have a great figure!"

"what……"

Romantia screamed and pulled the blanket over her body.

Old Mo still stood there with his arms crossed, smiling.

Immediately, someone knocked on the bedroom door.

"Mr. Robert, is there anything I can help you with?"

Old Mo knew that was Robert's bodyguard, but he didn't move. He stood there with his arms crossed and a smile on his face.

Robert quickly said, "It's nothing, get out of here. Isn't it normal to hear noises from my room? Why are you so nervous? Get out of here."

Upon hearing this, the bodyguard immediately ran far away.

If someone is doing something in their room and makes a little noise, he'll interfere. If he doesn't get yelled at, who will?

Old Mo smiled: "Mr. Robert, my friend. We meet again, how have you been!"

Romantia had already hidden under the covers, not daring to even look at Old Mo. Most importantly, she was too embarrassed.

Robert chuckled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Murdoch, could I please put my clothes on first?"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Do as you please."

Robert felt like he'd been granted a pardon and quickly put his clothes on. He even tossed the clothes to Romantia, who was standing next to him.

Romantia got dressed while still in bed.

After getting dressed, Robert asked, "Mr. Murdoch, what brings you here this time?"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Just tonight, one of your men named Vincent sent men to surround my house."

Although I eventually chased them away, I was very angry.

I want that Vincent dead, so I just happened to come and let you know. You don't mind, do you?

"what?"

Robert was completely numb. I asked him if he had any objections or not.

Old Mo said unhappily, "What are you 'huh' about? Tell me, where does he live? If he's just targeting me, I'm not angry at all. But if he's trying to target my family, that's definitely not acceptable."

So I'm going to kill him, and wipe out his entire family too. Otherwise, any Tom, Dick, or Harry will dare to come to my house and bother my daughter. Don't you think I'm right?

Robert was very nervous. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Mr. Murdoch, could I plead for him? He definitely didn't know about our relationship, otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to do this. So, may I make a phone call for him?"

Robert was genuinely afraid of Old Murdoch; that guy was unpredictable, always appearing at his bedside. Who wouldn't be afraid of that?

Old Mo said, "I'm not going to refuse you this favor, but you have to offer something in exchange."

Robert quickly asked, "What do you want?"

Old Mo said matter-of-factly, "If you make Lei Luo your deputy, I can let him go."

His deputy was the deputy director, the same rank as William. The second-in-command among 30,000 people.

Robert suddenly hardened: "That's impossible, I can't do it."

Hey……

Old Mo was puzzled: "Isn't it just a matter of you saying a word to appoint or dismiss these people? How come you can't do it?"

Old Mo was a little angry.

Robert said, "He was just promoted to Chief Superintendent a few days ago, a level seven. Do you know how much pressure I was under?"

How could he be promoted to deputy director after only a few days? I am not all-powerful. I have the governor above me, and people in the upper echelons of England. I also have political enemies.

If things continue like this, I won't even be able to keep my position. Mr. Mo, please have mercy on me!

Old Mo nodded: "In that case, you are indeed in trouble. If that's the case, I have no choice but to kill him. Tell me, where does he live?"

Robert said in a humble voice, "Mr. Murdoch, don't we have any other way to solve this? You can't keep threatening me like this! If you keep doing this, I might as well resign and go back to England to retire."

Old Mo laughed, then suddenly his expression changed. He moved closer and stared intently at Robert.

This bastard has already found a way to die.

"Mr. Robert, my friend, are you threatening me? Ha! Do you think you can just go back to England whenever you want?"

Even if you return to England, taking your life will still be as easy as turning my hand. You'd better not even think about it, or I'll not only kill you, I'll wipe out your entire family.

Robert suddenly felt a chill run from his buttocks straight to the top of his head.

He stared intently at Old Mo: "Mr. Old Mo, is it really okay for you to pressure me like this? Aren't we friends?"

Old Mo said coldly, "I can treat you as a friend, but you have to treat me as a friend first!"