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

Chapter 129: Wu Shih-hao sets a trap to kill Lao Mo

Count Durok says he wants to sell the house, but who would dare to buy it?

The people who dare to live here aren't ordinary people. Who would buy a haunted house to live in?

Rumors spread like wildfire, with everyone saying the villa on the mountaintop was haunted.

Anyway, Earl Brook never set foot here again.

The next afternoon, Lao Mo received a phone call in his room.

Yes, tonight, Wu Shih-hao is hosting a dinner at the Emperor Hotel to apologize to his father, Lao Mo, by serving him tea.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Mo sat there thinking for a long time.

He was seething with anger. Should he kill all those bastards or make them submit?

In fact, it's impossible to kill them all.

If Old Mo insists on doing this, and Kowloon Walled City can't defeat him, they'll disband and move on to another location.

Anyway, it's impossible for Lao Mo to know them all. In the end, Lao Mo can just kill Wu Shih-hao at worst.

Since things are beyond our control, let's talk!

However, there are some bottom lines that Lao Mo will never abandon.

At 8 p.m., Lei Luo Zhu You Zai Wu Shi Hao appeared on time in the third-floor restaurant.

Accompanying them was a large group of henchmen. They all sat at the secondary table nearby.

However, they were all searched before entering and were not allowed to bring guns in.

Outside, a large number of armed police officers were maintaining order. They would rush in if the situation became uncontrollable.

Lei Luo, Zhu Youzai, Wu Shih-hao, and Wu Shih-hao's four brothers sat at the main table, waiting for Lao Mo to arrive.

Wu Shih-hao's four brothers were Da-wei, Xiao-wei, A-ping, and A-qi. These were Wu Shih-hao's four most trusted underlings.

At eight o'clock, Lao Mo took the elevator alone and arrived at the third floor.

Upon entering, the gatekeeper, Ah She, demanded a body search and forbade him from bringing a gun inside.

Old Mo smiled and stretched out both hands.

"Come on, let's search!"

Of course, Ah She couldn't possibly find a gun on him.

When Lao Mo walked into the restaurant alone, the room fell silent instantly. All eyes were on him.

As soon as Lei Luo and Piggy saw him, they immediately stood up and came over to greet him.

Wu Shih-hao did not stand up; he remained seated, coldly watching Lao Mo.

Old Mo walked expressionlessly to the main table in the center and sat down in the head seat.

Lao Mo twisted his neck and looked at Wu Shih-hao.

"You cripple, you seem pretty defiant!"

Wu Shih-hao sat there, leaning on his cane, and coldly stared at Lao Mo.

"Of course I'm not convinced. If it weren't for giving Brother Le face, I wouldn't have come tonight."

"You're not convinced, are you?"

Old Mo raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

Are you convinced now?

Wu Shih-hao is now lame in one leg, and his reaction time is also somewhat impaired.

Old Mo slapped him hard across the face, and he immediately felt dizzy. He couldn't even support himself with his cane and fell to the ground to the side.

"You bastard, what are you doing?"

Ah Qi, who was standing next to him, slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Do you even have the right to speak here?"

Old Mo reached out, and a gunshot rang out.

Gaa...

Ah Qi was shot in the head, his neck snapped back, and he fell to the ground under the table with a thud.

Immediately afterward, Old Mo stood up, took his gun with both hands, and began firing in all directions.

He fired only five shots, and all five gunmen were shot and fell to the ground.

Why did Lao Mo want to shoot them? Because in his mind, these guys had guns and could draw their guns and shoot him at any time.

Without a doubt, this was a gunman arranged by Wu Shih-hao.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Piggy and Lei Luo immediately stood guard on either side of Old Mo.

A large group of snakes rushed in from outside, armed with guns, to maintain order.

The situation on the ground has finally stabilized.

Ah She also ran to the bodies of the gunmen, put away their guns, and dragged the bodies away.

The scene was eerily quiet.

Ah Qi, Wu Shih-hao's most loyal henchman, had his body dragged out as well.

As Wu Shih-hao watched this scene, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, and he clenched his fists tightly.

He really wanted to give the order to have Old Mo chopped into mincemeat.

Unfortunately, there was Ah She outside with a submachine gun, so he couldn't do it.

Old Mo walked up and slapped Wu Shih-hao across the face again. This time, Wu Shih-hao endured it and didn't fall down.

"You bastard, you hired a gunman to kill me, didn't you? Do you even have the ability?"

Old Mo slapped him again, this time on his right cheek.

This time, even Wu Shih-hao's three most loyal henchmen dared not speak.

The truth is, their scheme was exposed. They had no choice but to accept the beating.

Most importantly, if I were to speak out now, I would get shot.

They just couldn't understand how Old Mo had brought the gun in. And most importantly, how had he managed to shoot and kill those five gunmen so accurately?

"Brother Le, I'm not convinced! I want to fight him one-on-one!"

Wu Shih-hao finally couldn't hold back any longer and said those words through gritted teeth.

"Hurrah."

Old Mo smiled. A revolver appeared in his hand.

"Come on. Brother Hao, right? I won't bully you, you cripple. You definitely can't beat me in a fight. How about this, I'll give you a chance to kill me. Let's play Russian roulette."

Old Mo emptied all the bullets from the revolver, then loaded one in alone. He turned the revolver again and placed it on the table.

"Come on, Hao-ge, aren't you dissatisfied? You go first or I go first? If we die, we're just out of luck, no complaining to the King of Hell. Come on, you go first or I go first?"

Wu Shih-hao looked at Lao Mo speechlessly.

He's not stupid. Lei Luo told him that Old Mo has special abilities. Playing Russian roulette with him is practically suicide.

He took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Fine, I give up, I admit defeat."

He thought about it for a long time, and really didn't know in what aspect he could beat Old Mo.

If his leg hadn't been crippled, perhaps he could have had a truly satisfying fight with Old Mo.

Unfortunately, if a real fight were to break out now, he would undoubtedly lose.

So, he was completely defeated by Old Mo. What else could he do but admit defeat?

"but."

Old Mo was speechless.

"I thought you were so tough! You dared to challenge me to a one-on-one fight. I'm all alone, and I just want to wipe out everyone in Kowloon Walled City."

"If I hadn't considered some things and given Brother Le some face, you'd all be fucking dead. You think you can take me on one-on-one? How many lives do you have?"

Wu Shih-hao was immediately rendered speechless by the scolding.

Yeah, if Wu Shih-hao could take on Old Mo one-on-one, Lei Luo wouldn't need to organize this gathering for him today.

Lei Luo said earnestly, "Ah Hao, don't forget, the reason I've set up this meeting today is to plead for the lives of everyone in Kowloon Walled City. Are you sure you want to keep being so stubborn?"

"Good, a real man can bend and stretch."

Wu Shih-hao suddenly knelt down on the ground.