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

Chapter 501: One-hit kill, head tilted.

Surprisingly, Jiang Dong was actually tempted. In fact, ever since Lei Luo arrived, he had believed that Lei Luo's family was no longer of much use.

But if he wins, Lei Luo will have to agree to his conditions. Jiang Dong would gain a significant advantage from these conditions.

"it is good."

Jiang Dong decisively said, "Since you've said so, Brother Le, then let's have a fight. I hope you won't renege on the deal."

Lei Luo smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, you won't. I also hope you won't go back on your word."

Perhaps land in rural areas isn't valuable; this hall alone is over 100 square meters.

That's enough for a martial arts competition.

"Alright. Brother Meng, you go up and have a match with this bodyguard of our Governor Lei."

Since both sides have agreed, there's nothing more to say.

Everything in the middle of the hall was moved to the outer edge, leaving a space for a duel between the two.

Old Mo smiled, decisively stepped forward, and stood there with his hands behind his back.

The guy named A Meng from the other side also came into the arena and stood face to face with Lao Luo.

Jiang Dong said smugly, "This bodyguard brother, you'd better watch out. This brother of mine is the strongest fighter I've ever led, an absolute king of soldiers."

After being discharged from the military, he had nothing to do, so he tried his hand at underground boxing. As far as I know, he fought thirty matches and never lost.

Jiang Dong was telling the truth, and that was the basis of his confidence. He didn't believe that any of those lousy bodyguards outside could beat his elite soldier, Meng.

Fighting in underground boxing matches, a thirty-game winning streak! Such a record is terrifying.

Old Mo looked at Jiang Dong and chuckled, "What a coincidence! I also fought in underground boxing in Thailand, and I also fought thirty matches without ever losing. Isn't that a coincidence?"

Jiang Dong was speechless. This damn bodyguard actually dared to talk back to him.

"Ah Meng, beat him to death. Wait, I'm going to cut his mouth off and see if it's really that hard."

Jiang Dong shouted angrily.

Since the bet has been agreed upon and Brother Dong has spoken, there's nothing more to say.

Most importantly, Brother Meng had long disliked Lao Mo.

"Bodyguard, huh? You've got a tough tongue, haven't you? Well then, let's see if my fists are as hard as yours!"

After saying that, A Meng clenched his fist and rushed towards Lao Mo, throwing a punch at his head.

Lao Mo neither flinched nor dodged; he simply stood there quietly with his hands behind his back.

Ah Meng's fist whistled through the air as it instantly approached Lao Mo's face.

However, Lao Mo remained standing there motionless, even though A Meng's fist was already halfway through its strike.

Hey, what's wrong with this bodyguard? Is he paralyzed? Or is he scared out of his wits?

Dong Ge's men were overjoyed. When the punch was two-thirds of the way through, no one could dodge it anymore.

However, Old Mo remained standing there, motionless.

Ah Meng laughed too, a ferocious grin spreading across his face. One punch from him, and this damn bodyguard would definitely be knocked to the ground.

As his fist drew closer and closer.

In that instant, A-Meng felt his fist touch Lao Mo's skin.

His arm finally straightened as he swung it out, but instead of feeling a solid impact, he hit nothing.

To Ameng's horror, Lao Mo suddenly vanished. His punch had landed squarely on thin air.

"How is this possible? How is this possible? How can someone be so fast?"

"The main thing is, Old Mo didn't move at all from beginning to end, so how did he get away?"

"Is this some kind of ghost?"

Just then, Jiang Dong and his group were horrified to discover that Lao Mo had suddenly appeared behind A Meng.

He reached out and grabbed A Meng's head, using a clever but not too forceful twist.

"Amon, he's behind you..."

Jiang Dong shouted loudly, but it was too late.

There was a cracking sound, the sound of bones shifting.

Ah Meng suddenly tilted his head to the right in a strange way, and then his head drooped on his right shoulder, as if it had fallen onto his right shoulder and couldn't straighten up.

Ah Meng wanted to hit him again, but suddenly cried out in pain. He quickly covered his head with his hand.

"Ouch, that hurts..."

"Ouch, what did you do to me? You bastard, what's going on?"

Ameng cried and dared not move. He held his head with both hands, feeling that if he didn't, his neck wouldn't be able to support it and his head would tilt to one side.

That not only hurts, but if you twist it even a couple of times, it could kill you.

Old Mo stood next to A Meng, his arm around his shoulder.

"Brother Meng, don't move around! If you do, your head will fall off!"

Seeing this, Lei Luo smiled.

Jiang Dong and his group were completely dumbfounded. What was going on? This was too bizarre.

Who can bend someone's neck to that angle and not kill them? The most important thing is that as long as you hold their head still and prevent it from shaking, they don't seem to be in much pain.

Jiang Dong jumped to his feet, staring in disbelief at the scene before him.

It's so explosive, so terrifying.

He had fought in Jiangdong for so many years and had fought hand-to-hand with so many people, but he had never seen a fight like this before.

At this point, A-Meng didn't even dare to walk, for fear of twisting his neck.

Jiang Dong's men were also dumbfounded.

This guy, Ah Meng, only needs one move. A one-hit kill!

With so many of them, they still couldn't see how Lao Mo got behind A Meng.

What kind of movement technique is that? Is it the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique)?

What kind of technique is this? Is it a bone-dislocating technique?

Old Mo put his arm around A Meng's shoulder and looked at Jiang Dong with a grin.

"Brother Dong, your Brother Meng is no longer able to fight, so you've lost. Hurry up and call to release him!"

As long as Jiang Dong calls and releases them, Lao Mo can deal with them without any restraint.

What? You mean capturing Jiangdong and using him to threaten them into exchanging people is the same thing?

Old Mo wouldn't dare gamble.

Not all those people in the underworld are loyal. If Jiangdong is taken over, who knows if someone there might rebel and try to take over as the leader?

If this happens, then Reilly's family will be in danger.

Therefore, to ensure everything goes smoothly, we should try to get Jiangdong to release the people first.

Jiang Dong was stunned; he was completely taken aback.

He originally thought that Ah Meng would win easily, and that as long as he won this match, he could achieve his goal.

I can't believe we lost! What should we do? Do we really have to release them?

Old Mo put his arm around A Meng's shoulder and smiled slightly, saying, "What's wrong, Brother Dong? Can't accept defeat? Hurry up and call him out. I'll also help your brother straighten his head."

Ah Meng cried out anxiously, "Brother Dong, hurry up! I feel terrible!"

Ah Meng can't even walk now. Can you imagine how miserable he must be?