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

After leaving Jiang Tiansheng's house, Chen Mo decided to make a phone call to Liang Kun first.

Chen Mo didn't believe that just anyone would dare to collect protection money from Hung Hing's casinos.

Fat Dog might just be a nobody pushed out by someone else.

Chen Mo didn't want to kill a fat dog and get himself into other trouble.

Chan Ho-nam suffered a loss in Macau entirely because of Leung Kwan's machinations. Leung Kwan must have intelligence on Fat Dog.

"Brother Kun, it's me, Amo."

"Amo, congratulations! You snatched two more streets. You're getting sharper and sharper."

"Brother Kun, you flatter me. I should thank you very much."

"Why are you thanking me? I didn't do anything for you." Chen Mo's words left Liang Kun completely bewildered.

Chen Mo laughed and said, "If it weren't for Brother Kun, I might already be hacked to pieces in Macau. How would I have time to fight for territory?"

"Huh? Hahahaha! You already know about Chan Ho-nam being attacked in Macau?"

Liang Kun then realized why Chen Mo was thanking him, and shamelessly accepted it: "I told you the mission in Macau wasn't that simple. It's rare that you still remember how good your brother is to you."

Taking the opportunity, Chen Mo asked, "Brother Kun, does this fat dog have some kind of background? Otherwise, he wouldn't have made Chen Haonan and the others suffer such a big loss."

"Why are you asking about Fat Dog?" Handsome Kun asked suspiciously, then realized, "It's not that Chiang Tin-sang wants you to clean up Chan Ho-nam's mess, is it?"

Chen Mo sighed and said, "Yes, I just came back from Jiang Tiansheng's house not long ago."

I don't want to get hacked to pieces once I get to Macau. That's why I quickly called Brother Kun to check on Fatty Dog's situation.

"Relax, if Chan Ho-nam got slashed, it's because he's incompetent. With your abilities, he's just a fat dog, no need to take him too seriously." Brilliant Kun's tone was full of disdain for Chan Ho-nam and the fat dog.

"This fat dog is one of Morobing's men. Who knows why he suddenly went crazy this time and dared to collect protection money from our Hung Hing."

"But taking him down isn't a big deal. Moro Bing is only strong in Macau; in Hong Kong, he wouldn't dare offend our Hung Hing."

Liang Kun's words put Chen Mo at ease.

"That's good. I was worried that this fat dog might have some powerful backer. Since it's just Morobin, things will be much easier."

It's just Morobing; there's nothing he wouldn't dare offend.

Although the current Moro Group is backed by gambling tycoon He Xin, it currently wields the most power in Macau.

However, Chen Mo knew that behind Mo Luobing, there was also the Broken Tooth Colt lurking, eyeing him covetously.

Furthermore, the influence of the water house in Macau should not be underestimated.

"But Macau is their territory after all, so you'd better be careful. I'll treat you to tea when you get back."

"Okay, I'll invite Brother Kun to my bar to have some fun then."

After hanging up with Liang Kun, Chen Mo called Han Bin again.

After confirming that the Coast Guard had lifted the blockade of the sea, Chen Mo summoned Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi.

"Ah Sheng, Ah Yi, you two are coming with me to Macau later."

"Brother Mo, do you need to bring any weapons?"

Chen Mo thought for a moment, then nodded. "Take it with you!"

Going to Macau to take down the fat dog shouldn't be done in a big way.

With just him and the plane, plus the two brothers Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi, that would be enough.

After Chen Mo called home and told Gang Sheng that he wouldn't be going back for the next few days, the four of them went directly to Kwai Tsing to find Han Bin.

Both Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi were carrying weapons, so they definitely couldn't get to Macau through legitimate channels.

When Han Bin heard Chen Mo say that he was going to Macau, he immediately guessed what Chen Mo was going to do. Without saying much, he quickly arranged a boat for the group.

For smugglers like Shang Hanbin, as long as the marine police don't blockade the sea on a large scale, sending a few people to Macau is a piece of cake.

That evening, Chen Mo and his three companions arrived in Macau.

Instead of staying in Hung Hing's territory, Chen Mo and his group found a star-rated hotel to stay in first.

Chen Mo had inquired beforehand and knew that the casino upstairs in this hotel belonged to Yulan Can.

During his trip to Macau, Chen Mo planned to take the opportunity to get to know Yu Lan Can.

After all, there aren't many casinos that can launder 80 million US dollars cleanly.

The next day, Chen Mo made arrangements for Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi.

"Ah Sheng, Ah Yi, these next two days you should go and find out about Fat Dog and figure out the best way to take him down."

"Okay, Brother Mo!"

Although I learned a lot about Fat Dog from Liang Kun, I still feel more at ease using intelligence that I find myself.

Chen Mo then took the plane to the casino upstairs in the hotel.

There is only one gambling license in all of Macau, and it is held by the gambling tycoon Ho Sun.

Almost every hotel of any size in Macau has a casino, but they are all opened in partnership with Ho Sin.

He Xin only needs to put up a sign and lend his name to obtain a certain percentage of the casino's shares.

In Macau, besides the Macau government, He Xin's words carry the most weight.

Chen Mo exchanged 20,000 yuan for chips, gave 10,000 yuan to Feiji, and then wandered around the casino with 10,000 yuan of chips.

This casino, while not the largest in Macau, is not small either.

The hall has more than a dozen gambling tables, offering a variety of games.

Although Chen Mo had gambling dens under his command, he rarely gambled himself. While he knew how to play, his skills were completely unrelated to gambling.

But it's okay, Chen Mo has a system.

After obtaining the US dollars that Tian Yangsheng and his group had stolen, Chen Mo's system suddenly gained more than 60,000 wealth points.

Before coming to Macau, Chen Mo spent 1,000 wealth points to exchange for a beginner gambling skill, without feeling any remorse.

Besides giving Chen Mo a lot of casino experience, the novice gambling skills also greatly improved his memory, calculation ability, and finger dexterity.

Chen Mo wouldn't dare say that his gambling skills could dominate Macau casinos, but he was certainly good enough to show off in the lobby.

In just half an hour, Chen Mo's 10,000 chips turned into 500,000.

"One hundred thousand, Oshiwa!"

On a baccarat table, Chen Mo casually tossed out 100,000 yuan worth of chips.

It wasn't that Chen Mo didn't want to bet more, but the maximum bet in the lobby was 100,000.

Many people around the gambling table followed suit, placing their bets.

If Chen Mo bets on "Tie," the odds are 1 to 8. If he wins, his 100,000 will become 800,000.

The beautiful dealer across from me was already sweating.

Chen Mo had been playing at her gambling table for almost ten minutes and hadn't lost a single hand.

"Hurry up and reveal the cards!"

"Hurry up and drive! Don't dawdle!"

Those around them, whether following the bet or just watching, kept urging them on.

The beautiful dealer wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and opened the cards with trembling hands.

"and!"

A cheer erupted from the crowd.

Chen Mo instantly became the most dazzling person in the crowd.