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

At 6 p.m., Chen Mo and Lin Yue came out of the hotel.

Two girls were squatting by the door, one holding a phone and the other a camera. They would look up when someone came out, but when they realized it wasn't the person they were looking for, they would look down again and continue scrolling.

Lin Yue lowered his voice:

"Brother Mo, those two seem to be after you. Someone in the comments said they were going to stake out your hotel, I thought they were joking."

Chen Mo ignored them and walked straight to the taxi.

"Let's go, don't be late."

The address Ah Kai gave was on the banks of the Chao Phraya River, in a detached villa with two black Mercedes-Benz cars parked in front.

There are two Rottweilers in the yard. They bark wildly at strangers, but quiet down after being scolded by the servant.

Akai stood at the door waiting, and when he saw Chen Mo, he quickly came to greet him, and then glanced at Lin Yue.

"My friend."

Chen Mo said.

Akai nodded and led the two inside.

I crossed the courtyard and entered the living room.

A man in his fifties sat on a mahogany sofa, wearing a floral shirt, his hair was slicked back, and he wore a gleaming gold Rolex on his wrist.

The tea table is set with a traditional Chinese tea set, and the tea tray is carved from a single piece of ebony.

Ah Kai bent over and said, "Brother Long, this is the person I was telling you about."

Brother Long didn't stand up; he looked Chen Mo up and down.

My gaze swept from his face to the watch on his wrist, then back to his face.

He didn't say anything, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and slowly put it down.

"sit."

He pointed to the sofa opposite him.

Chen Mo sat down, while Lin Yue stood behind him, not daring to move.

Brother Long glanced at Lin Yue, and Chen Mo said, "We're all on the same side, just stand there."

Brother Long didn't say anything more, but poured Chen Mo a cup of tea. "Kai said you wanted a Gatling gun?"

"M60 or M249, let's see what Brother Long can get his hands on."

Brother Long pushed the teacup towards him, a half-smile playing on his lips:

"Young man, these things can't be bought with money. What are you going to do with them?"

"For self-defense."

Chen Mo picked up the teacup, smelled it, but didn't drink it.

Brother Long laughed out loud: "An M60 for self-defense? You might as well drive a tank in Bangkok."

Chen Mo didn't laugh. He put down his teacup and looked into Brother Long's eyes:

"Brother Long, these things are meant to be used, not questioned. I'll pay, you deliver, it's convenient for everyone."

Brother Long stopped laughing and stared at Chen Mo for a few seconds.

Then he took his phone out of his pocket, swiped a few times, and turned the screen around.

The above is a message posted by Akai, saying that he was beaten up by a Chinese person yesterday, who also took pictures of Chen Mo.

"Is this you?"

Brother Long placed his phone on the coffee table, his tone neither too loud nor too soft.

"You beat up my underling, and you still want to buy things from me?"

The atmosphere in the living room instantly became tense.

The two bodyguards' hands were already on their waists, their eyes slicing over like blades.

Lin Yue stood behind Chen Mo, his legs trembling and his palms sweating.

Chen Mo didn't panic.

He looked at Brother Long and smiled:

"Brother Long, your men started it. They tried to steal my goods, and I can't just stand there and let them take them."

Brother Long didn't say anything, but tapped his fingers twice on the armrest.

Chen Mo took out his phone, opened the bank app, and turned the screen to face the coffee table.

Balance displayed: 20 million baht.

Brother Long glanced down and his expression changed.

He looked up at Chen Mo, a smile returning to his face, much more genuine than before.

Then he turned around and slapped Ah Kai on the head.

"You blind fool! How dare you offend such a distinguished guest as Boss Chen?"

Ah Kai covered his head, bent over, and said repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, I was wrong. Brother Long is right to teach me a lesson."

Brother Long glared at him again:

"They run a legitimate business, they're worth millions, why would they even look at your little bit of merchandise? And you, you're complaining to me. Aren't you ashamed?"

Ah Kai shrank back, not daring to utter a sound, his face turning pale.

Brother Long turned back, picked up the teapot with both hands, poured Chen Mo a cup of tea, and his tone became much more polite:

"What does Boss Chen do for a living?"

"import and export."

Chen Mo put his phone away. "Electronic products. Shipped from Shenzhen."

No wonder.

Brother Long nodded. "We have the stuff: an M249, original US military manufacturer, 200-round ammunition belt, and three boxes of ammunition. That's the amount."

He held up three fingers.

Chen Mo had done his homework before coming.

The black market price for M249 is between 1.5 million and 1.8 million baht, while three fingers (referring to a specific type of hand) is 3 million baht, double the original price.

He didn't rush to bargain, but picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Brother Long smiled and withdrew his hand.

"One million eight hundred thousand baht. Let's be friends."

"make a deal."

Chen Mo put down his teacup, stood up, and shook hands with Brother Long.

This time, Brother Long didn't use much force; he just patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Young man, you have potential. The things will arrive in three days; have Ah Kai deliver them to you."

"OK."

It was already dark when we came out of the villa.

Lin Yue followed behind Chen Mo for quite a while without saying a word. Only after getting into the taxi did he let out a long sigh, his hands still trembling.

"Brother Mo,"

His voice was weak, "When Brother Long said he was going to settle accounts with you, my legs went weak. How come you weren't afraid at all?"

Chen Mo leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed.

"It's just business. He sells things, I buy things. Once the money is right, we're friends."

Lin Yue thought for a moment, then asked, "How much did you charge him?"

"Twenty million baht. More than four million yuan."

Lin Yue gasped, his mouth agape for a long time.

After a while, he spoke again, his voice much more serious than before:

"Brother Mo, what exactly do you do? You're definitely not just an ordinary stock trader."

Chen Mo opened her eyes, glanced at him, and asked, "What's wrong? Scared?"

"It's not fear."

Lin Yue scratched his head.

"I just feel like you're not quite what I expected. Before, on the plane, I thought you were just a rich and handsome guy, but after seeing you expose those two foreigners, I thought you were smart. But this is beyond my comprehension."

Chen Mo chuckled: "So you're still following me now?"

"and!"

Lin Yue nodded vigorously, "I think I can make a fortune by following you. I'll do whatever you ask me to do. You're a truly capable person, not the kind who just brags."

Chen Mo looked at him for a few seconds, then patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, follow along from now on."

Lin Yue was stunned for a moment, and his eyes welled up with tears.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then felt that anything he said would be pretentious, and finally only managed to utter one sentence:

"Brother Mo, I'll follow you from now on."

Chen Mo didn't reply, but leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Back at the hotel, the two girls were still there at the entrance.

This time they recognized Chen Mo and rushed over, holding up their phones.

One shouted, "That's him!" while the other shoved the camera right in Chen Mo's face: "Handsome, aren't you that guy from Douyin—?"

Chen Mo turned to the side to avoid the camera, and Lin Yue quickly stepped in front of him:

"Sorry, we have something to do and it's inconvenient for us to take pictures."

The girl persisted, following behind with her phone in hand.

"Just one shot! I've been looking for you all day! Do you know how famous you are right now?"

Another girl called out from behind, "Honey! Look this way!"

Chen Mo didn't turn around and strode into the hotel lobby.

Lin Yue followed behind and glanced back; the two girls were being stopped by security guards outside the door.

Once inside the elevator, Lin Yue chuckled, "Brother Mo, you're really hot now, even women are calling you 'husband'."

Chen Mo ignored him and took out her phone to take a look.

In Lu Xingyao's chat window, the transfer notification showed "Received".

No message, no reply.

He put his phone away.

The elevator arrived at the floor and the doors opened.

Chen Mo walked out, and Lin Yue followed behind. Suddenly, Lin Yue spoke:

"Brother Mo, I'd like to move in with you, to the same hotel. It'll be more convenient if anything comes up."

Chen Mo thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, check out and move in tomorrow. Come find me at eight o'clock tonight, and I'll take you out for something nice to eat."

"Okay." Lin Yue left happily.

Chen Mo closed the door, washed his face, and lay down on the bed.

"System, open the panel."