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

Chapter 504: The Fate of Hua Zai Rong

Since Lao Mo had already taken control of Jiangdong, the fighting outside didn't last long, only about ten minutes. The soldiers stormed in and completely brought the situation under control.

At this moment, Old Mo sat casually on the sofa, his hands outstretched, looking very lazy.

Jiang Dong and his dozen or so men were all handcuffed and kneeling at his feet.

Lei Luo, accompanied by many snakes, stood behind Lao Mo, staring intently at Jiang Dong's group.

There was no other way; since Lao Mo had gotten involved, he was going to see it through to the end.

"Tell me, Brother Dong, where are your henchmen who robbed the gold shop hiding now?"

Jiang Dong revealed a ferocious smile.

"Your Highness, no one can get anything out of me unless I choose to. So, give up on that idea!"

"Oh, I see! You seem very confident!"

"Of course, no one has ever been able to get anything out of me. Not you either."

Old Mo nodded and said to Lei Luo beside him, "Brother Le, call South Vietnam and negotiate with them. Send every single one of Jiang Dong's family members to Hong Kong. Isn't Brother Dong being stubborn? Let's see how stubborn he really is."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dong's eyes widened suddenly, but then he realized it was probably just a bluff.

Although Lui Lok was the Governor of Hong Kong, he probably couldn't handle matters between the two countries.

Sure enough, Lei Luo whispered, "Brother Mo, this might be a bit difficult! The Southern Vietnam won't agree to something like this."

Old Mo smiled and said, "Tell them that if they don't agree, Hong Kong's customs will be closed to them forever."

Furthermore, every single one of the South Vietnamese people in Hong Kong should be sent back. Hong Kong has no need for South Vietnamese people.

Hong Kong isn't afraid of a lack of people, it's afraid of having too many. Therefore, it doesn't need people from southern Vietnam.

Upon hearing Lao Mo's words, Jiang Dong's eyes widened in surprise.

He could tell with his own eyes that if Lei Luo made such a condition, the South Vietnamese side would definitely agree.

When that time comes and his entire family is extradited, he can't even imagine how Old Mo will torture his family to force him to compromise.

He was certain he was going to die, and he was even dragging his family down with him, so what was the point of all that he did?

It didn't matter that his wife died; after all, women were practically dispensable to the people of Nanyue. The one thing the people of Nanyue had in abundance was women.

But his children and parents are innocent!

At this moment, Jiangdong collapsed.

He quickly shouted, "No, no, please! I'll talk, I'll talk, okay?"

Old Mo nodded, a mocking smile on his face.

"Wait, didn't you just say that no one could get anything out of you? Why did you give in so quickly? I still prefer your defiant side from before. Could you please come back to your old self?"

Jiang Dong broke down and said, "Your Highness, you are a prince. It would be too easy for you to torment us little Karami. So, it's not shameful to compromise in front of you."

Old Mo laughed and said, "Is this a matter of shame? You need to understand that if you ask, all your brothers who have risked their lives with you will die. As the leader, are you really going to just sell them out like that?"

"Why……"

Jiang Dong let out a long sigh. All his previous high spirits vanished in that moment.

"What can I do? It's just bad luck that we ran into someone as invincible as you."

Old Mo laughed: "It's not that you're unlucky, it's that you haven't reached that level yet. Once you do, you'll find that the people above you are all invincible."

So it's not that you're unlucky, it's that you're too arrogant. You don't even respect the governor; if you don't perish, who will?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dong collapsed to the ground.

Old Mo then handed the rest over to Lei Luo.

Soon, all the swindlers in Hong Kong were mobilized and began arresting people everywhere.

All the robbers who robbed the gold shop were caught within a day.

Even ordinary members of the South Vietnamese gang were all arrested.

Hua Zirong's villa was heavily surrounded by Ah She's men.

The special police officers broke down the gate of Hua Zirong's villa and rushed inside.

Soon, Hua Zirong was brought out, bound hand and foot. Because he couldn't wear gloves.

Hua Zirong was handcuffed to the "chair of regret".

He recognized all three snakes sitting opposite him, one of whom was the Fire Qilin.

"Hua Zirong, tell me! Your Brother Dong said he entrusted you with two thousand kilograms of goods, where are they now?"

Hua Zirong smiled and said, "Excuse me, Officer Fire Kirin, I don't understand what you're saying."

The fire unicorn immediately chuckled.

"You don't understand what I'm saying, do you? Brother Le said he's not afraid you don't understand, he's afraid you'll understand and recruit too quickly. Come on, give Brother Rong a little push."

Upon hearing this, Hua Zirong's expression changed.

But he couldn't say. If he revealed the two thousand kilograms of goods, given Hong Kong's current strict laws, he would face execution.

Therefore, no matter what kind of torture he suffered, he could not speak out.

Soon Ah She came in, unlocked Hua Zai Rong's handcuffs, and was about to take him to another place, a special interrogation room.

The fire unicorn blocked his way and whispered in his ear, "Brother Rong, Brother Le said we can't let you die too quickly. Let me torture you to death slowly."

Hehe, enjoy yourself! Just don't die too quickly, or Brother Le will scold me if I don't finish the mission.

Upon hearing this, Hua Zirong's legs went weak.

They weren't questioning him at all; they were trying to torture him to death. With the governor backing him up, not only would Fire Qilin get away with killing him, but he might even receive a reward.

At this moment, Hua Zirong was truly in despair. If he spoke, he would surely die.

If he didn't tell, they would torture him to death. So no matter what, he was going to die.

At that moment, he truly regretted it.

If only I had listened to Brother Le and made money and lived a good life, how wonderful that would have been!

Although I made some money, so what if I'm in debt? There will always be opportunities. As long as I'm alive, I can pay it all back.

Life outside is so wonderful! Why doesn't he cherish it?

I regret it so much, I'm filled with utter remorse, but there's no turning back now.

The next day, Réilós issued a law.

From now on, anyone selling heroin in Hong Kong, no matter who they are, will be executed if caught.

From now on, anyone caught eating white noodles in Hong Kong, no matter who they are, will face life imprisonment. They'll spend their lives operating sewing machines, earning money for the country.

This is their only contribution; otherwise, releasing them would have been pointless.

There's no other way; in chaotic times, harsh measures are necessary. If they're not strict, this thing simply won't stop!