Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

Chen Mo walked directly to the sofa in the reception area, sat down, casually took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and lit one up.

The ghost immediately stepped forward, bent down, and lit a fire for him.

Dalson and Richie then realized what was happening, their faces turning deathly pale with shock and anger.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Chen Mo, his fingers trembling and his voice distorted.

"It was you! It was you! You were the one who sent the evidence against us to the federal court..."

"Damn it! It's you, you bastard!"

Richie also looked fierce, and after cursing, he clenched his fists and charged at Chen Mo.

Ghost stepped forward and imitated Chen Mo's kicking style from the underground boxing match.

A clean spinning roundhouse kick sent Richie flying more than two meters away.

Then he took out a tissue and slowly wiped his leather shoes.

Richie fell to the ground, clutching his chest and writhing in pain, cursing incessantly.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Chen Mo took a drag of his cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Calm down, getting angry is bad for your health; you might even have a heart attack like someone else. But are you guys planning to run away?"

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, I'll make you pay!"

Dyerson was so angry that he started cursing.

"What can you offer me to pay the price? Oh, I forgot, you also have a slush fund of thirty million US dollars, spread across three offshore banks, with the account password being Victoria's birthday. Richie also has twenty million US dollars in offshore trusts."

Dalson and Richie were shocked.

"How...how did you know?"

Ghost brought over the ashtray, and Chen Mo flicked the ash.

"I can dig up evidence of your crimes, so of course I can easily find out about your slush funds."

Chen Mo took a drag of his cigarette and continued.

"You're not planning to use some money to hire another hitman to kill me, are you?"

The three men's expressions changed drastically again. How could this Chinese man be so clever, as if he knew their every move?

Chen Mo glanced at the three people's shocked and distorted faces, and decided to add some more bombshells.

"I forgot to tell you, I was also the one shorting your listed company."

Dalson and Richie's chests heaved violently, their faces contorted with rage.

Chen Mo continued.

"I'm the one who turned you from high-and-mighty tycoons into the penniless you you are now. I also dug up all the evidence against you and sent it to your competitors and political enemies."

They were overjoyed when they got the evidence against you.

As soon as he finished speaking, the office fell into a deathly silence.

Dalson and Richie stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief, frozen in place.

Victoria's face turned deathly pale as she stared intently at Chen Mo. She first murmured in disbelief, then her emotions escalated, and her voice suddenly rose:

"It was you? You maliciously shorted my father's company? You drove our family to bankruptcy? What right do you have! What gives you the right to do this!"

Seeing that Chen Mo was just silently smoking without saying a word, Victoria completely lost control of her emotions and screamed sharply.

"Those pieces of evidence are all fake! You fabricated them! You're framing us! You despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

Chen Mo's lips curled up in a smile.

"Delson, how could you have such a foolish daughter?"

She walked straight up to Chen Mo, looked down at him sitting on the sofa, and slowly uttered a sentence in an extremely sarcastic and malicious tone:

"You're the stupid one. The inferior genes etched beneath your skin can't be washed away no amount of money. Even if you put on this suit and sit here pretending to be respectable, you'll always be a filthy yellow-skinned monkey."

After those words were spoken, the office fell into complete silence.

Richie lay on the ground, barely daring to breathe.

Dalson looked at his daughter, his lips moved, but he did not stop her.

After uttering those words, Victoria slightly raised her chin, a hint of smugness in her eyes.

She thought she had used the most vicious words to deeply wound the Eastern man in front of her, and that she had won.

Chen Mo remained leaning back on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from his lips, smoke slowly swirling around him.

"Miss Victoria, I can easily manipulate your father and fiancé, along with a group of wealthy men, and make over 30 billion US dollars from their listed companies, while also putting them in prison."

If I hadn't come here today, they wouldn't even know who was pulling the strings behind all this.

"I originally didn't plan to let your father and the others go, but now I've changed my mind."

You're quite attractive; you've piqued my interest.

"If you serve me tonight and I am satisfied, I will unblock their offshore accounts."

Upon hearing this, Dalson and Richie immediately took out their phones and performed some actions. Before long, their faces turned ashen.

Victoria cursed angrily.

"You're dreaming, you lowly yellow-skinned monkey, don't even think about it."

Chen Mo turned to look at Dalson and Richie.

What do you think of my suggestion?

Dalson and Richie started swearing at each other.

"Fuck! Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Don't rush to refuse. My condition is valid at any time, but you need to hurry, because you don't have much time left. Don't wait until you're in jail to regret it."

Chen Mo added.

"If you had just paid that five billion dollars back in the underground boxing match, none of this would have happened. Dyerson, why did you have to do it?"

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs." Even if they could go back to the beginning, they would still make the same choice.

It's all their own fault!

These words were like sharp knives, piercing Dilson's heart.

He trembled violently, pointed his finger at Chen Mo, his lips quivering, wanting to curse and refute, but only muffled breaths could be heard from his throat.

His face went from deathly pale to flushed red in an instant, his chest heaved violently, and a strong, metallic taste surged up his throat, which he could no longer suppress...

"puff!"

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted from his mouth!

"Father!"

Upon seeing this, Victoria panicked instantly, screamed, and rushed to Dalson's side, helplessly supporting him, tears welling up in her eyes.

Richie lay on the ground, uttering a vicious remark in a venomous tone:

"You'd better kill me now, or you'll regret everything you've done today!"

"No, no, no! Richie, I won't kill you. That would be too easy on you. I prefer to torture my enemies slowly."

Chen Mo smiled gently and turned to look at Victoria.

"Miss Victoria, please consider my proposal carefully. Once you've made up your mind, you can come to me anytime. This promise is only valid for today."

After saying that, he got up and left, with the ghost slowly following behind him.

Richie's roar echoed from the office.

"Fuck fuck fuck, Victoria, you can't go. I'm going to kill him! I have to make sure he's dead!"

"Don't worry, I will never sleep with that lowly yellow-skinned monkey. Father, I still have twenty million US dollars here..."

"I must kill that damned Chinese! That guy isn't afraid of assassins; we have to start with those around him!"

P.S.: Typing is so tiring, the A-shares market is still the fastest way to make money.