Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

A large lock hung on the hidden door.

Chen Mo was too lazy to look for the key, so he grabbed the lock and pulled hard.

"Gaba"

Chen Mo yanked the lock open.

Chen Mo opened the hidden door and went inside.

Goodness, this secret room is quite large, but there's not much stuff inside.

A packet of heroin and a packet of pills together weigh about thirty or forty pounds.

Chen Mo was not surprised at all that there was so little stock here.

What kind of large powder warehouse could a few small powder leaders who sell powder outside know about?

It's probably just a small collection point used to distribute goods to the people below.

However, Chen Mo's actions today were merely intended to give Wang Bao a warning; taking away his few dozen kilograms of goods would suffice.

Although these goods are not many, they are still worth several million.

Chen Mo carried the two packages out and put them in the car.

Shen Guodong cleanly and efficiently dealt with the remaining survivors, and also cleaned up any traces the two might have left behind.

After doing all that, the two returned to the bar.

As dawn broke, Wang Bao quickly received a message from his subordinates.

Whether it was the injuries sustained last night or the theft of a powder warehouse, Wang Bao was furious.

"That bastard Chen Mo, how dare he!"

Upon receiving the news, Wang Bao immediately guessed that this was Chen Mo's counterattack, and once again smashed the cup in his hand.

"I'll go kill him!" said Huang Mao Aji, who was standing next to Wang Bao, coldly.

"No!" Wang Bao said coldly, "You are no match for him."

Although Aji has been working hard to improve his skills since his defeat at Chen Mo's hands last time, he has made great progress.

However, Wang Bao still felt that there was little hope of defeating Chen Mo without using a gun.

"Tonight, take some men to Tsim Sha Tsui to pull down the flag!"

Assassination with a gun could easily escalate the situation, but without a gun, the chances of winning were slim. So Wang Bao decided to confront Chen Mo head-on.

Anyway, now that foreigners are supplying the goods, he's made a fortune lately.

With money, you're not afraid of being beaten.

In the bar's lounge, Chen Mo and Liu Lili slept until the afternoon.

Shortly after I got up, Shen Guodong came over to report.

"Brother Mo, I heard from the men below that Wang Bao is gathering his underlings on his territory."

Chen Mo casually stroked his chin and said, "It seems Wang Bao is planning to go to war with us. Let Ah Hu lead his men to prepare."

Bring more people with you, just in case someone tries to take advantage of the situation.

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements."

After Shen Guodong left, Chen Mo sighed softly.

I can't go home again tonight.

Wang Bao and his subordinate Aji are both incredibly skilled in combat; ordinary underlings are no match for them.

If all the men were to do it, Wang Bao and Aji alone could take down hundreds of people!

The battle is tonight, and he and Shen Guodong must be on-site to oversee it.

That evening, Chen Mo brought Shen Guodong to Luo Ji's office at the KTV.

After being assigned to this KTV by Chen Mo, Luo Ji behaved fairly well, and he managed the KTV quite well.

If it weren't for the fact that he was an undercover agent, Chen Mo would have given him a more important position long ago.

"Luo Ji, how have you been feeling lately? Are you adjusting well to working under me?"

"I feel great, thanks for your concern, Brother Mo."

After managing the KTV for a while and dealing with many people, Luo Ji, though still a bit cold, has improved a lot compared to before.

Chen Mo smiled and said, "That's good. You're a talented person. You've been doing well lately. It's a waste of your talent to have been holed up in a KTV all this time."

I'll talk to Ah Hu later and get you a bit more territory.

"Thank you, Brother Mo!" A hint of surprise flashed in Luo Ji's eyes.

Having worked under Chen Mo for so long without achieving anything, I can finally take a step up now.

Luo Ji believed that if he could gain a higher position, he would definitely be able to find evidence of Chen Mo's crimes.

Chen Mo understood Luo Ji's thoughts, but he didn't care.

His business was all legal, and he wasn't afraid of Luo Ji's investigation at all.

Moreover, an undercover agent like Luo Ji would be willing to work tirelessly and without complaint to gain trust; he would be a high-class beast of burden.

The group hadn't been in the office for long when Ah Hu called.

"Brother Mo, Wang Bao's men are heading towards our territory."

"Okay, get ready, we're coming too."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo looked at Shen Guodong and Luo Ji.

"Let's go, let's go and meet Wang Bao's men."

Because their territories were adjacent, the two sides' underlings met at the same crossroads where the last major battle took place.

The two sides are located in the south and the north, separated by a clear dividing line.

Although no action has been taken yet, the anger is already running high.

The two sides, separated by a few meters of open space, continued to hurl insults at each other.

Chen Mo stood at the back of the crowd with Shen Guodong, feeling a headache coming on as he watched hundreds of people hurling insults at each other.

There are several hundred people here!

They just kept spewing nonsense and talking trash.

Chen Mo's hearing is far superior to that of ordinary people.

The shouts and curses were exceptionally clear to Chen Mo's ears.

Chen Mo felt that what was standing in front of him wasn't hundreds of people, but hundreds of ducks, making a huge racket.

After fighting for only a few minutes, Chen Mo could no longer bear it and simply walked through a group of his underlings to the front.

"Where's Wang Bao? Tell him to come here!"

After Chen Mo stepped in, the shouting and cursing gradually subsided.

Not long after, Wang Bao also came over from behind, with Huang Mao Aji following behind him.

Wang Bao held a cigar between his fingers, looking arrogant.

"You're going to stay silent? I didn't expect you to step forward so quickly in such a small situation."

What, scared? Scared? Then hand over the territory!

Chen Mo sneered: "Wang Bao, aren't you taking yourself too seriously? What gives you the right to make me afraid!"

If you want my territory, you'd better see if you have the ability to do so.

Last time, your few hundred men couldn't beat me, and you still can't this time.

Wang Bao's face darkened with malice: "Chen Mo, don't be so arrogant! In all these years, you're the first person to dare oppose me like this!"

"Really? Don't worry, there will be more and more people who dare to oppose you in the future."

Chen Mo showed no fear of Wang Bao, but rather only disdain.

"Good! Good! Good! You've got guts!"

Wang Bao was completely enraged by Chen Mo's expression.

He was already angry enough because Chen Mo had been very rude to him on the phone before.

Now, Chen Mo dares to be so arrogant right in front of him; he's practically disregarding him.

"Don't think you can act arrogantly in front of me just because you're from Hung Hing. Others may be afraid of Hung Hing, but I, Wang Bao, am not!"

Tonight is your death night!

As soon as Wang Bao finished speaking, a steady voice came from the side.

"Whose death is tonight?"

A group of police officers came out of a shop next door and walked through the small space between the two groups of thugs to the middle.

"What are you doing? So many people standing in the middle of the road at night instead of sleeping? Don't you know you're obstructing traffic?"

"Everyone, stand back! Back up three meters!"

Led by Chen Guozhong, several policemen, armed with batons, showed no fear in the face of the hundreds of gangsters before them and forcefully demanded that they retreat.

Chen Mo looked at Chen Guozhong and the group of policemen behind him as they approached, and waved his hand behind his back to make his underlings take two steps back.

Chen Mo hadn't seen such brave police officers in a long time; he could give them some face.