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

Chapter 280: Robbery, Stealing Money and Sex

In those days, bankbooks were anonymous; anyone could go to the bank and withdraw money as long as they had the bankbook.

I guess they're trying to grab the passbook!

There were six people following them. Old Mo didn't know if they were sent by the casino.

He quickly reminded Ye Zimei, "Honey, we're being followed. There are six black men in total. Be careful, stay behind me."

In fact, Old Mo had anticipated this kind of thing before he arrived, after all, this was the City of Sin.

"What? Six Black men?"

Ye Zimei was startled. Although she was known as a tough woman, when it came to actual combat, she was already doing quite well to be able to handle two black men, even when she used tricks.

Ye Zimei's strength isn't in using her hands, but in using a gun.

Old Mo reached into his crotch and pulled out a Glock pistol, which he handed to her. The pistol was fitted with a silencer.

"Take this and see how things go. If we're forced to, we'll fire."

Ye Zimei's eyes lit up immediately, and she wasn't surprised at all. She quickly took the gun and checked the bullets inside.

"Great. With this thing, I won't be afraid anymore. Hehe..."

Old Mo smiled slightly and said, "Let's go into the alley and give them a chance."

As they talked, they turned into an alley.

The six black men behind them immediately lit up and quickly followed.

Old Mo scanned them with his divine sense; only two of the six guys were carrying guns.

Old Mo was immediately relieved.

The two stopped at the bend in the alley. The six men quickly quickened their pace to catch up, and as soon as they turned the corner, they bumped into the two men head-on.

In fact, there was no road beyond the alley. The two were stopped inside by six people.

"Huh? Hehe..."

The guy chuckled.

Ye Zimei, hiding behind Lao Mo, angrily questioned, "Who are you people? What do you want?"

"Hehe, what are you doing? Isn't it obvious? Hand over the bankbook with the money you just won, then come with us and spend the night with us, and nothing will happen."

One of the black men said with a lewd grin.

Not only did they want money, but they also wanted people, which enraged Ye Zimei.

"Who are you? Are you sent by the casino?"

If they hadn't wanted to find out where these people came from, they would have taken action long ago.

The black man laughed.

"No, no, no, that's none of your business. We just want money, over a hundred million US dollars! Hand it over. This amount probably isn't much to you rich people, right?"

Ye Zimei angrily said, "Impossible! I advise you to get lost, or I'll call for help."

Upon hearing this, the six black men burst into laughter, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Call for help? Who dares to interfere with our affairs here? You're so naive! Hahahaha..."

The six guys laughed heartily, so unrestrainedly.

Just then, Old Mo made his move. Although he wouldn't listen to them, he could tell from their expressions that he wouldn't get anything out of them.

Suddenly, a silenced pistol appeared in Lao Mo's hand, and he shot one of them down with a single shot.

Another shot rang out, and another black man fell to the ground.

Both of them were carrying guns, and Old Mo shot them in the head.

Old Mo, lacking any sense of martial ethics, suddenly opened fire, catching them completely off guard.

"what?"

The remaining four were taken aback. They turned and tried to run away.

How could Lao Mo possibly let them go? He fired several shots in quick succession, and the four guys fell to the ground.

Three people were shot in the head, and one of them was hit in the leg and fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

"Let's go up and ask them who they are."

Old Mo was curious to know if they were from the casino.

Ye Zimei nodded, picked up the gun, and walked over.

Two guns were pointed at the black man on the ground, and he immediately stopped screaming.

In fact, just as these black men said, no matter how pitiful he screams here, no one will come to his aid anytime soon.

"You black bastard, shut up! Tell me, are you guys sent by the casino? If you don't tell me, I'll blow your head off."

Ye Zimei looked at him fiercely and said.

The black man finally panicked and hurriedly said, "No, no, we weren't sent by the casino. We saw you winning money, so we wanted to try and make some money ourselves. I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go, please let me go!"

He said he wasn't sent by the casino, and that it was probably their doing.

Ye Zimei said to Lao Mo.

"puff……"

Old Mo nodded, then fired directly, blowing his head off with a single shot.

Gaa...

The black man stared wide-eyed, his eyes wide open in death.

Old Mo didn't even bother to search them; he simply grabbed Ye Zimei and left.

Now it was quiet, and no one was following them anymore.

The two held hands and walked into another hotel.

This hotel is called the Desert Hotel, and it is one of the many luxury hotels in Las Vegas.

Their business, like Stardust Resort, is a large-scale hotel complex integrating gambling, catering, and hotels.

The first and second floors of the hotel are also casinos. The third floor houses a large nightclub.

Further up, you'll find a place that all men understand. Men who have won money will gamble it all away here.

Beneath the surface of intoxication and extravagance lies a surge of hormones that make men unable to resist.

Old Mo led Ye Zimei in.

This time, Old Mo was more confident. For a casino of this size, 100 million was their acceptable limit. Any more than that might not be enough.

This time, Old Mo also exchanged $100,000 in chips.

They were playing roulette, but because it's a game where you can't cheat, the casino had no reason to cause trouble for him if he won.

He's not afraid of trouble, but right now he just wants to win money and doesn't want to cause any. Getting into too much trouble would disrupt his winning plans.

He won over 100 million yuan by winning two consecutive bets. The scene erupted in cheers once again.

Old Mo knew that this situation would definitely occur if he wanted to win money.

He ignored them and took Ye Zimei to exchange the chips for money.

The casino didn't cause any trouble, and they successfully obtained a bankbook.

Immediately afterwards, he took Ye Zimei to the third large hotel.

Unfortunately, communication wasn't as advanced back then, so news only spread within a small circle.

After tomorrow, it will probably be difficult for him to win big money at the casino again.

Knowing the bottom line of these casinos, this time, Old Mo directly took out the savings account given to him by the Desert Hotel and exchanged it for 100 million in chips.

Yes, he changed his strategy.

This time, he's only taking one gamble, and he'll leave immediately after.

Because the concepts of hitting two consecutive shots and hitting only one shot are different.

It's normal to quit after one hand. But winning so much money by winning two hands in a row is a bit astonishing.