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

Chapter 131: Changing Careers, I'm Informing You All

After Lao Mo finished speaking, he laughed heartily.

Niu Lang, however, broke down.

"No, no, I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

Niu Lang shouted loudly.

Niu Lang is not afraid of death. He works hard outside to earn money so that he can bring glory to his family. This is what he cares about most.

It must be said that everyone has ideals.

But now Old Mo tells him that his ideals have collapsed. How can he accept this?

Old Mo suddenly stopped laughing, looked at him coldly, and said, "Su Chunbo, Su Dongbo, you know them, right? They're the two brothers who brought me into your Linhai Village and killed all the members of your Niu family. Now, you should believe me, shouldn't you?"

Gaa...

Niu Lang was stunned.

If he didn't believe it before, now he has no choice but to believe it.

He knows Linhai Village, Su Chunbo, and Su Dongbo. How could this be fake?

"Oh, brother, uncle, I'm so sorry!"

Niu Lang roared wildly to the sky.

However, the next moment, he froze, his eyes revealing endless terror.

Yes, Old Mo suddenly had an axe in his hand.

It's obvious what he's up to.

"Old Mo, Brother Mo, you promised you wouldn't kill me. I'm the only one left in the Niu family!"

The cow roared hysterically.

"Oh. Is that so?"

Old Mo looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

Suddenly, he handed the axe to Wu Shih-hao.

"Come on, Brother Hao, I think I promised him I wouldn't kill him, so come on! Help me out."

Wu Shih-hao accepted the axe, speechless.

"No, you can't do this! Brother Hao, I'm a gangster in Kowloon Walled City, you can't treat me like this!"

Niu Lang shouted loudly once again.

Wu Shih-hao, holding the axe, said coldly, "Stop yelling. People like you have committed countless sins; dying like this is already too good for you. Remember, don't do this kind of work in your next life."

After Wu Shih-hao finished speaking, he swung the axe in his hand and chopped it down hard on Niu Lang's neck.

"puff……"

The axe was deeply embedded in Niu Lang's neck.

Wu Shih-hao pulled hard, and the axe was pulled out.

Niu Lang fell to the ground, struggling in agony, his neck bleeding profusely as if he were being slaughtered.

After struggling for a while, it finally breathed its last.

"Guards, drag him away!"

At Lei Luo's command, men rushed in and dragged the body out.

Others came in, took out tools, and cleaned up the blood on the ground.

After finishing these tasks, everyone sat down again.

Old Mo said, "Brother Le, I owe you a favor this time. Find Niu Lang so I can get to the bottom of things."

I'm not the kind of person who forgets kindness. So please remember this favor; as long as it's not too unreasonable, I can agree to anything you ask for.

Lei Luo chuckled awkwardly, "Brother Mo, you flatter me. Since you put it that way, I'll remember this favor. Haha..."

Lei Luo's smile made the atmosphere less oppressive.

Old Mo nodded and said, "Same here. Now, let's talk about my second condition. Brother Hao, stop selling heroin. Change careers! Don't do this kind of deadly job if you can avoid it!"

Wu Shih-hao chuckled awkwardly, "Brother Mo, do you think I, Wu Shih-hao, was born to sell heroin? I don't want to do this, and I don't want people talking behind my back! It's just a pity I have no choice! Ask Brother Le, is it possible for me to switch jobs?"

Old Mo looked at Lei Luo.

Lei Luo smiled helplessly and said, "Brother Mo, what Ah Hao said is true. In the current state of Hong Kong, if we stop, we won't even know how we died. This isn't a question of whether we want to or not; it concerns the livelihoods of many people."

Old Mo said expressionlessly, "I'm not discussing this with you; I'm informing you. If you remain obstinate, then you have no reason to live."

"this……"

Everyone was speechless.

This guy is too domineering.

Old Mo said, "Clear everyone out. Now I'll talk to you about some serious business."

Without hesitation, Lei Luo said to Piggy, "Do as Brother Mo says, clear everyone out."

"Yes."

Piggy immediately carried out Lei Luo's orders.

All the underlings were kicked out.

Soon, only Lei Luo, Zhu Youzai, Wu Shih-hao, and Lao Mo remained in the hall.

"Alright, Brother Mo, now just say what you have to say!"

Lei Luo said.

Old Mo nodded and said, "First of all, starting tomorrow, I don't care how you deal with the goods you have, just make sure they are all disposed of."

"If you encounter any obstacles or problems, feel free to come to me. I'll help you resolve them one by one. That's not asking you to do anything difficult, is it?"

The three men looked at each other in bewilderment.

Lei Luo said, "Brother Mo, if you can handle these problems, then there's no issue. The main question is, can you even handle them?"

That's such a tongue twister!

Old Mo chuckled and said, "If anyone has a problem with that, just tell me, and I'll go and kill him. Any other questions?"

Is it really that simple and straightforward?

All three guys felt a chill run down their spines. Luckily, they managed to reach an agreement with him; otherwise, they probably would have been the ones in trouble.

Lei Luo said, "If that's the case, then there's no problem. But what's next? How are we going to feed so many brothers?"

Old Mo said, "Let's make soft mattresses! Turn Kowloon Walled City into a series of small mattress workshops. This is an industry that needs people. Let the brothers learn this skill and all of them make soft mattresses."

This industry is still in a market gap. After you guys learn this technology, we can manage it uniformly and build a brand.

This industry will thrive for at least several decades. Supporting your brothers won't be a problem at all.

I'll provide you with the blueprints later, and you can have them study them. It should be ready to be built quickly. It's not a particularly difficult technical job.

In Hong Kong, the earliest company, Suibao, only started operating in 1971, and that was just the beginning. So, for them to start now means they are definitely industry leaders.

If you asked Old Mo to do any technical work, he might not be able to do it, but when it comes to mattresses, he can definitely make them.

Soft mattress?

Lei Luo's eyes lit up. He had only heard of this thing before.

If it can be done, it really has a promising future.

Old Mo continued, "Masking mattresses is a man's job, but I have another job for women to do, and that's making lighters."

"Lighters? That doesn't seem like a good business opportunity, does it?"

Lei Luo asked, puzzled.

"Not much of a future?"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "Once this thing is made, it will definitely be more profitable than selling heroin."

You know what, this stuff has a small profit margin, but a lot of consumption!

Those smokers in later generations would throw away several every day.