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

Chapter 169: Humiliating the Foreigners

Old Mo didn't pause at all. Ignoring Henry's screams, he swung his axe down and with a snap, severed Henry's leg.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

Henry was in so much pain that he went completely mad and couldn't even hold onto the person who was trying to grab him.

Henry was released and rolled on the ground in pain like an earthworm.

what?

Those foreigners were all stunned. Henry's leg had just been cut off like that?

This is one of the most prominent figures in Hong Kong! How dare he do that?

The system crashed; all the foreigners' brains crashed. It was like being doused with liquid carbon from head to toe—they were completely paralyzed.

Without even glancing at Henry, who was rolling on the ground groaning, Old Mo turned his head and his gaze fell on a senior superintendent.

This guy's name is Daniel, and he's incredibly tall. Right now, he's staring intently at Old Mo, as if trying to etch his image into his very being.

His gaze made Lao Mo very unhappy.

Old Mo approached him, a bloodstained axe in hand: "What's with that look? You seem pretty defiant! What, you want to kill me?"

Daniel, having been called out, said coldly, "Old Mo, you're arrogant. I'll remember you."

Old Mo looked at him: "Why do you need to remember me? Want revenge? Come on, I'll give you a chance. Let's fight one-on-one, how about it? Do you dare?"

Daniel scoffed, "I'm a high-ranking police superintendent, a man of noble status. What right do you, a lowly thug, have to fight me one-on-one?"

Daniel isn't stupid; why would he possibly hit an earthenware pot with a porcelain piece?

"Oh, so you're of high status, aren't you?"

As soon as Lao Mo finished speaking, he made a move, and the sharp axe struck his neck with a soft thud.

"Gah..."

Daniel stared wide-eyed at Old Mo in disbelief, clutching his neck tightly with both hands. A wave of dizziness washed over him, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, convulsing violently.

"what……"

Everyone gasped in surprise; they were all stunned, especially the foreigners, Ah She.

That damned old man, how dare he?

This is insane! Absolutely insane! This was a senior superintendent! He just killed someone without a second thought?

"Heh, so high-ranking, one swing of the axe and you're dead anyway, aren't you?"

Old Mo said with great disdain, his gaze falling on those foreigners.

"Anyone else who considers themselves of high status, step forward."

The scene was completely silent, except for Henry, who was still wailing.

Old Mo laughed: "Aren't you all of such high status? Don't you look down on us Chinese? Step forward, let me see just how high you think you are!"

The scene fell silent once more, except for Henry's wailing.

Old Mo was immediately annoyed when he saw that they didn't dare to step forward and that their eyes were full of resentment.

"Brothers, these foreigners are really defiant. Make them kneel down and kowtow to you. Anyone who refuses will be killed on the spot. Come on, carry out the order."

The thugs were immediately excited. Brother Mo's suggestion was absolutely brilliant.

They had been oppressed by these foreigners for so long that having these high and mighty foreigners kowtow to them today was even better than sleeping with a beautiful young girl!

Those Chinese thugs might have reservations, but these foreigners didn't. After all, those thugs had lists; if they offended these foreigners, they could be dealt with with a single phone call.

But they don't have any thugs! So many people bullied them, and now they can't even find out who it was. They don't even know who to target for revenge.

Therefore, they had absolutely no scruples. That's why they dared to do what Old Mo said about killing foreigners.

"Come on, all you foreigners, kneel down."

"I'm talking to you, kneel down and kowtow to me. Haha..."

The thugs were happy.

Several people were controlling a foreigner, forcing him to kneel before them.

"Fak, this is an insult! I won't kneel. If you have the guts, kill me."

Among these foreigners, there were some with backbone. A few of them, no matter how much they were forced, refused to kneel. They didn't believe these people would actually dare to kill them.

As a result, bang bang bang...

A shot rang out.

Three foreigners were shot and fell to the ground, convulsing violently.

If you won't kneel, then die!

Old Mo was overjoyed at the sight and shouted, "Who did it? Who did it? We'll be rewarding everyone who shoots the foreigner later. The person who does it will get a reward of ten thousand dollars."

"Hehe, thanks, Brother Mo! Thanks, Brother Mo!"

The three murderers immediately responded loudly, extremely excited.

The others looked at the three of them with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Before I could even react, three more gunshots rang out.

The remaining three foreigners who refused to kneel also fell to the ground.

The others, upon seeing this, were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

They all hated the foreigners they had arrested; they were so spineless. The moment they pressured them, the foreigners knelt down, and the foreigners couldn't even find a reason to kill them.

Old Mo said loudly again, "Good, well done. You three will also receive a reward of ten thousand."

"Thank you, Brother Mo. Thank you, Brother Mo."

The three guys got excited again.

Meanwhile, the foreigners kneeling on the ground felt endless frustration and shame.

These damn thugs aren't afraid of them at all. With so many people around, who will they turn to for revenge?

Old Mo spoke again: "They're all kneeling down, right? Now hold them down and piss on their heads. Anyone who dares to resist will be beaten to death on the spot."

"Alright. Long live Brother Mo! Hahahaha..."

The thugs were ecstatic. This was something they had always dreamed of doing, and now it had come true.

Those foreigners were pinned to the ground, and streams of water were poured over their heads to wash their hair, but they didn't dare to utter a sound.

There's no way around it, they really are capable of killing people. So many people got soaked, they're hardly ashamed anymore.

The atmosphere was truly joyful!

Lei Luo, Zhu Youzai, and the other Chinese men were stunned by what they saw.

Meanwhile, those Chinese stalkers were also feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Damn it, they're not even as good as these thugs!

These thugs can do things that these people would never dare to do even if they were beaten to death.

A group of foreigners were forced to the ground to have their hair washed; the scene was truly spectacular!

Old Mo walked over, grabbed Henry by the hair, and dragged him over.

"Henry, weren't you so awesome? Now look at you, are you still awesome?"

Henry, having recovered by now, watched this scene with pain in his eyes, trembling with anger. He might also be terrified.

Old Mo threw him to the ground and stepped on his face.

"Henry, now you can tell me who sent you, right?"

This time, Henry was truly terrified. This guy was a madman; he was capable of anything!

"Old Mo, you win. I admit defeat. I will never avenge my brother again. Please let me go and let me go back! My leg is still bleeding; it will kill me."