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

Chapter 503: It's not us in your hands, it's you in mine.



Chapter 503: It's not us in your hands, it's you in mine.

After Lao Mo said this, there was complete silence on the other side. Everyone stared at Lao Mo in disbelief.

Jiang Dong smiled.

"No, Your Highness Prince of Hong Kong, haven't we strayed a bit from the topic? What I want to discuss is that you allocate a piece of land in Hong Kong for me to ship my goods. Do you even know what you're talking about?"

Old Mo laughed: "No, Brother Dong, are you still dreaming? What time is it now? You're lucky to be alive. You're still thinking about shipping the goods?"

"bump……"

Jiang Dong slapped the coffee table and stood up.

"Old Mo, what do you mean? Don't forget, you and the Governor of Hong Kong are still in our hands. That's our bargaining chip. What? Do you want to take us all down with you?"

Old Mo spread his arms and leaned back on the sofa, looking very relaxed.

"You're wrong. It's not that we're in your hands, but that you're in our hands."

If you want to live now, beg me, and I won't be afraid of your death penalty.

"Rest assured, I am the Prince of Hong Kong; I have this authority."

"asshole."

Jiang Dong was furious.

"You two bastards, you're messing with me, aren't you? Fine, you don't want to talk, huh? I'll arrest you first, then we'll talk slowly. Brothers, let's do it!"

As soon as Jiang Dong gave the order, those guys tried to draw their guns.

But how could they be as fast as Lao Mo?

As if by magic, Lao Mo suddenly produced two AK-47s in his hands.

Jiang Dong was stunned and found an AK-47 already pressed against his chest.

The other one was already in Lei Luo's hands.

"Don't move a muscle."

Lei Luo stood up, carrying an AK47, and shouted.

"what……"

The people on the Jiangdong side were completely dumbfounded.

Where did they get their AK-47s?

Before they could even figure out the problem, Dong Ge already had a gun pointed at him.

At this moment, Jiang Dong stared wide-eyed at Lao Mo in disbelief.

He clearly saw that Old Mo hadn't drawn his gun at all. The gun had suddenly appeared in Old Mo's hand.

That's how strange it is.

That startled him. Then, it was too late for him to draw his gun.

"hehe……"

Old Mo chuckled and nudged Jiang Dong with the muzzle of his gun.

"How about that? I just said it, it's not that we're in your hands, it's that you're in our hands. Now, do you believe me?"

At this point, any normal person would have backed down, right?

However, Jiang Dong was not a normal person. He was always arrogant and looked down on everyone else.

"hehe……"

He sneered, "Prince of Hong Kong, you don't think you can take us down with just these two guns, do you?"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Yes, that's what I think. What? You have a problem with that?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Jiang Dong suddenly burst into laughter.

"Very good, very good. First, pretend to have a fight to rescue your families. Then, take control of us without any restraint."

This method is really good. Anyone else would have surrendered immediately. It's just a pity.

"Old Mo, I'm a veteran of countless battles in Jiangdong. I don't know how many times I've died on the battlefield. You think you can scare me with this little thing?"

Old Mo chuckled, nudged him with the muzzle of his gun, and said, "I'm curious, what other skills do you have up your sleeve? Show them to me!"

"Haha, just two submachine guns? Who are you trying to scare? Let me tell you, there are over a dozen people inside this house, and dozens more outside. How many can you kill with those two guns?"

Jiang Dong looked at Lao Mo and said coldly.

Old Mo laughed and said, "Don't just talk the talk! Show me what you've got!"

Don't blame me for not warning you, this is your last chance to live. If you dare to resist, you are doomed.

I promise, I will kill you all, leaving no one alive.

"Huff huff..."

Jiang Dong's face was contorted with rage as he took a deep breath.

"Alright, brothers, listen to my command, let's fight them!"

Then, without prior arrangement, they all reached for their guns, wanting to fight the two men to the death.

Upon seeing this, Lei Luo fired without hesitation.

"Da da da da da..."

In an instant, five or six people on the other side fell down.

Those who tried to draw their guns discovered that they were gone.

Yes, even Jiang Dong discovered that his gun was gone.

Lei Luo was also stunned. Why were these guys out of guns?

"Where's my gun, you bastard? What's going on?"

Jiang Dong shouted loudly.

But it was completely useless; once it's gone, it's gone.

Just then, a commotion arose at the doorway.

Without hesitation, Lei Luo turned and fired.

Two or three guys fell down instantly at the entrance.

"Listen up, you people outside! Don't try to break in. If you dare come any closer, I'll kill your Brother Dong."

The imposing manner of those people outside instantly weakened.

At the same time, Ah She and the troops outside also began to move, and helicopters flew over.

The machine gun mounted on the helicopter started firing at the people below.

The great battle has officially begun.

The people outside were beaten and screamed in agony, scrambling to find a place to hide.

As for the house, no one is attacking it anymore.

Old Mo held his gun and looked at them. He pulled out a large pair of handcuffs and threw them to Lei Luo, telling Lei Luo to handcuff them one by one.

At this moment, Jiang Dong was completely devastated. He wasn't afraid of death; he wanted to fight to the death, but there was nothing to fight for. He didn't even have a gun.

The reason Lao Mo didn't kill him was that he wanted to keep him alive so he could find out where his goods were hidden.

This guy is involved in too many cases; it's best not to kill him if possible.

That's why Lao Mo kept him around.

"Damn it, Old Mo, how did you do that?"

Jiang Dong screamed wildly.

Old Mo walked up and kicked him in the chest.

"You bastards, you South Vietnamese bastards, coming to Hong Kong to cause trouble, let me tell you, this time, you're all dead. If you don't perform meritorious service from now on, I will definitely shoot you."

After Lao Mo finished speaking, he kicked Jiang Dong again, making Jiang Dong scream in pain.

"Okay, okay, stop fighting. I give up, I give up, alright?"

Jiang Dong finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted loudly.

He realized that being hit by Lao Mo really hurt. Even though the kicks weren't aimed at vital areas, the pain was unbearable.

"Haha, now you know to admit defeat? Where were you before? I told you long ago, if you had been willing to talk to me and surrender, I could have spared your lives. Now it's too late. All of you, come here and kneel down."

Jiang Dong quickly led the way to Lao Mo and knelt down.

When his underlings saw this, they followed suit and knelt down in a row.

"You bastards, you regret it now, huh? Kneel down properly, all of you."

Old Mo returned to the coffee table, sat down, and continued making tea with Lei Luo.

Old Mo was facing the door. If anyone tried to rush in, Old Mo would point his AK-47 at the door and fire a few shots.

A true example of one man holding the pass against ten thousand.

Meanwhile, the fighting outside continues unabated.


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