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

Chapter 161: Hunter is dead, this is going to be interesting.



Chapter 161: Hunter is dead, this is going to be interesting.

Old Mo swung his axe, chopping down, then swung the axe again, chopping down repeatedly.

Hunter's blood splattered everywhere as he was hacked away. A moment later, Hunter was a bloody mess. Even his mother wouldn't recognize him.

Fatty Chao, watching this scene, felt a chill run through him and his legs went weak; he couldn't even stand up.

Having been in the underworld for so long, this was the first time he had ever known what a ruthless person was.

Beside them, Wu Shih-hao and his henchmen were also at a loss for words.

Seeing that Hunter had been hacked to pieces, Wu Shih-hao ran over and pulled him away.

"Brother Mo, that's enough, he's already dead."

"Oh, dead? Hey you, get a bag, put him in the sea and feed him to the fish. What kind of bastard is this! Daring to threaten me."

Old Mo straightened up, stretched his neck, and looked at Fatty Chao.

"No, don't look at me! Don't come any closer!"

Fatty Chao was so frightened that he rolled around on the ground, kicking his legs wildly, trying to get away from Lao Mo.

Old Mo glanced at him and said impatiently, "Brother Hao, this piece of trash is yours. You're not holding a grudge against him and can't bring yourself to do it, are you?"

Without saying a word, Wu Shih-hao grabbed a machete and went up to them.

Fatty Chao saw this and cursed under his breath, "I'm doomed." He didn't know where the strength came from, but he somehow managed to tumble to his feet and try to run away.

Wu Shih-hao rushed forward and slashed him to the ground with one blow.

"Ahhh..."

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao, hey, good brother, let's talk this out, let's talk this out..."

"Hey, I have money. I'll pay to save your life, okay? You only have one leg. How much do you want? We haven't gotten to that point yet, really. Brother Hao, can I call you brother now...?"

Fatty was incoherent and desperately begged for mercy.

However, it was completely useless.

Mo Ge even killed the foreigners, so Wu Shih-hao has no way back.

It's all that bastard's fault. If it weren't for that bastard bringing Hunter here, none of this would have happened tonight.

Wu Shih-hao was furious. He grabbed a machete and started hacking at Fatty Chao.

Soon, Fatty Chao collapsed in a pool of blood, dying in a manner almost as gruesome as Hunter's.

Nearby, his underlings were already waiting with sacks in their hands.

The fat guys and their henchmen that Hunter brought were also killed on the spot by Wu Shih-hao's men.

As soon as Wu Shih-hao stopped, his underlings immediately went up and stuffed Fatty Chao's body inside.

"Remember, all we did today was take over Fatty Chao's territory. We didn't do anything else. Anyone who dares to leak out what happened tonight, I guarantee they'll die a worse death than Hunter."

Wu Shih-hao warned his underlings.

"Yes."

The underlings readily agreed.

Old Mo looked at them and sneered.

He knew these underlings were only agreeing now; if they were really arrested, they definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.

Soon, the scene was cleaned up, and the bodies were loaded onto vehicles and taken directly to the seaside, where they were hauled out by boat to be fed to the fish.

The news of Hunter's death hasn't spread yet. But as soon as it's light tomorrow, the news will explode.

Tomorrow will definitely be a very lively day.

Old Mo ignored all of that and went back to distribute rewards to his brothers as usual.

Tonight, they won a great victory and took over Fatty Chao's territory in one night.

Inside the "Hall of Righteousness" in Kowloon Walled City.

Old Mo took several boxes of money from the car (in his spatial dimension) and placed them on the table in the middle of the Gathering Hall.

The money was given to Dawei, who was in charge of distributing it.

Anyone who kills or injures someone can report it and receive money.

Old Mo drove his Mercedes back to the Emperor Hotel, picked up his daughter and the Su brothers, and returned to Kowloon Walled City.

Old Mo patted Wu Shih-hao on the shoulder and said, "Brother Hao, I'm entrusting my daughter to you. Her two uncles will stay here with her. If she loses even a hair, I'll come looking for you."

Wu Shih-hao said, "That's no problem, I'll treat him like a princess. But Brother Mo, where are you going? Could you tell me first?"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Hunter is dead tonight, it can't be kept secret. So I'm going to find Lei Luo now, I want to muddy the waters in Hong Kong. That way we can get out unscathed."

I'll get you a batch of weapons in a bit. Remember, whoever comes here, if they don't have my permission, take them out.

If we weather this storm, perhaps we can rise from the ashes.

"Okay. Brother Mo, I'll listen to you."

Wu Shih-hao quickly agreed.

Old Mo patted him on the shoulder.

Others may not know, but Lao Mo knows that Wu Shih-hao is trustworthy.

As long as he has a gun, let alone foreigners, even if you're Japanese, he'll still dare to shoot you.

Old Mo left, but he soon returned in a big truck.

Wu Shih-hao followed him to the back of the car, opened the tarpaulin, and was stunned.

The vehicle was clearly loaded with weapons.

To his astonishment, what was placed on the outermost edge were several mortars.

What the hell? Do they even know how to use this thing?

However, Wu Shih-hao thought about it and felt relieved, because among his men were veterans.

I reckon after a few tweaks, it should be able to make a sound.

Wu Shih-hao stared at Lao Mo in disbelief: "Brother, is this really necessary?"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Of course it's necessary. But don't use this thing unless absolutely necessary."

The vehicle carried rifles, submachine guns, several boxes of pistols, and dozens of boxes of grenades—more than enough.

"I've given you so much confidence; if you still can't protect my daughter, then you don't deserve to be my brother."

Wu Shih-hao quickly said, "Brother, don't worry. Unless I, Wu Shih-hao, am dead, no one can touch a single hair on our daughter's head."

Old Mo smiled. He beckoned, and the Su brothers came over.

He patted them on the shoulder and said, "You two, equip yourselves with submachine guns and grenades, and protect my daughter. Thank you."

"Boss, don't say things like that. Like I said, your daughter is my daughter. If you want to mess with my daughter, you'll have to step over me first."

"Okay, I'm off. Brother Hao, arrange a car to take me to see Lei Luo."

Soon, Lao Mo left Kowloon Walled City by car and arrived at Lei Luo's house.

Because of Yan Tong's death, Lei Luo had just finished get off work, taken a shower, and was about to go to sleep!

When he heard that Lao Mo had come looking for him in the middle of the night, his heart skipped a beat.

He knew exactly what Lao Mo and the others were doing tonight. Something big must have happened, otherwise Lao Mo wouldn't have come over in the middle of the night.

"Quick, let him in."

The two brothers met in Lei Luo's living room.

"Hey bro, did something happen?"

As soon as Lei Luo saw Lao Mo, he asked anxiously.

Old Mo looked at him and laughed, "Brother, you don't have a heart condition or anything, do you?"


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