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

Chapter 230: Human Traffickers, Human Traffickers Again

Old Mo was playing with his daughter when two women came up behind him, standing on either side of the sofa.

Old Mo paused for a moment, then turned to look at them and asked, "What are you doing? Nothing better to do?"

Hu Huizhong said, "From today onwards, the two of us will be your personal bodyguards."

Seeing their serious expressions, Lao Mo couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why are you all so serious? This is home. Even bodyguards don't need to stand so solemnly behind me. Sit down!"

"Yes, boss."

The two women exchanged a glance, then sat down on either side of Lao Mo, surrounding him and Chen Yao in the middle.

However, they did not interact with Lao Mo and remained serious.

Old Mo was speechless: "Fine, you two come with me to see my friend. Which of you can drive?"

Hu Huizhong said, "Driving is an essential skill for us 'Royal Flower' members. Everyone among us can drive."

"Great, that's you. Go get the car. We're going to the hospital."

"Yes."

Hu Huizhong took the keys and immediately ran out to drive.

Old Mo, holding Chen Yao's hand and leading Ye Zimei, slowly walked outside.

"Ye Zimei, is your team leader out of her mind? I feel like there's something strange about her."

Ye Zi blushed and said, "Really? He's been kind enough to you, but he's really fierce to us. Let me tell you a secret, we all call her a tomboy behind her back."

Old Mo chuckled, "Since it's a secret, how dare you tell me? Aren't you afraid I'll tell her?"

Ye Zi blushed and said, "No, I believe you. You wouldn't really betray me, would you?"

Ye Zimei became increasingly insecure as she spoke.

"Ha ha……"

Old Mo laughed.

This woman is so lovely.

Once we got in the car, it drove off quickly.

Hu Huizhong drove the Mercedes smoothly and steadily.

Two women sat in the front, while Lao Mo and Chen Yao sat in the back.

Hu Huizhong, trying to make conversation, asked, "Boss, Yao Yao is eight years old this year. Aren't you planning to send her to school?"

Now that Chen Yao has recovered, it's time to send her back to school. After all, it's a bit late for her to start school at her age.

Old Mo nodded and said, "Madam, it's a bit late for Yao Yao to start school now. Do you know any good early childhood educators you could recommend, so she can come to our home and teach her for a year or two?"

Hu Huizhong nodded and said, "I can help you make the contact; it shouldn't be difficult."

Old Mo nodded: "Then I'll trouble you."

The car quickly left the villa area and entered the main street. It passed through a pedestrian street with a relatively large flow of people.

"parking."

Old Mo suddenly shouted.

Hu Huizhong's hand trembled, and he quickly slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a stop.

"What's wrong, boss?"

Old Mo ignored her, got out of the car, and walked straight toward a little beggar on the side of the street.

Hu Huizhong quickly parked the car on the side of the street: "You two don't get out of the car, protect Yao Yao, I'll get out and go check on her."

Hu Huizhong got out of the car and followed Lao Mo toward the little beggar.

Old Mo walked up to the little beggar, a boy of seven or eight years old, who was kneeling there begging.

Upon seeing Lao Mo, he immediately kowtowed to him.

"Boss, congratulations on your fortune! Give me some money!"

Old Mo squatted down, his hand trembling as he reached out and touched the little boy's left sleeve.

Sure enough, the little boy's left sleeve was empty.

The little boy quickly kowtowed again, pleading, "Boss, please make some money! I haven't eaten for days. Please give me some money!"

Hu Huizhong followed and walked up, and was stunned when he saw it.

Old Mo took a deep breath and asked, "Little friend, what's your name?"

The little boy kowtowed even more violently.

"Boss, I don't have a name. Please give me some money. I haven't eaten for days."

Old Mo softened his voice as much as possible: "Little friend, would you like to come home with me? From now on, I'll take care of you, make sure you have enough to eat and wear every day, and no one will dare to bully you again."

The little boy paused, looked at Old Mo, and then suddenly his gaze bypassed Old Mo and looked at a place not far behind Old Mo.

Then, he kowtowed again, pleading, "Boss, please make some money! I haven't eaten in ages!"

Old Mo stopped talking, reached out his hands, picked up the little boy, and hugged him tightly.

He whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, your uncle is here, no one can hurt you."

At that moment, two men ran towards them from the other side of the road.

The little boy trembled involuntarily when he saw the two men.

"Uncle, put me down! They're coming! You'd better run!"

The little boy struggled frantically.

He needs to go back to that position and continue kowtowing to people and begging for money. Otherwise, he'll be in big trouble today.

Old Mo held him tightly, whispering in his ear, "Don't be afraid. Trust your uncle. From now on, no one will be able to hurt you. Don't worry, neither will they."

The little boy did not become docile after hearing his words; instead, he struggled even more fiercely.

"Uncle, please let me go! They'll beat me to death. They really will, waaaaaah..."

Old Mo had no choice but to let him go. The little boy quickly returned to his place and continued kneeling, his body trembling violently.

At this moment, the two men had already come up behind Lao Mo.

Old Mo turned around and looked at them.

The two men sneered, "Sir, if you pity him, just give him some money. Arresting someone in the street, isn't that inappropriate?"

Old Mo looked at them, his eyes suddenly flashing with a cold light, as if he were looking at dead people.

The two men saw his gaze and suddenly felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

That man's eyes are terrifying.

"If I'm not mistaken, this boy's hand was chopped off by you, wasn't it?"

Old Mo looked at them and said coldly.

The two men quickly realized what was happening. Although this man was terrifying, they weren't fighting alone.

A man sneered and looked at Old Mo, saying, "Brother, destroying someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. You'd better think this through."

Old Mo said coldly, "I've thought it through. Captain Hu, it's your time to shine. Seize them."

Hu Huizhong understood what was going on; these two guys were human traffickers.

Without saying a word, he immediately launched a kick.

"boom……"

Before a man could react, Hu Huizhong kicked him to the ground from the side.

The remaining man tried to resist. Hu Huizhong knocked him to the ground with a few punches and kicks.

Then, he casually took out handcuffs from his waist and cuffed him with a click.

They are still members of the "Overlord Flower" organization. When they left, they kept all their equipment except for their guns, which were confiscated.