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

After Shen Yi and the other two got out of the car, they all had short silver and yellow hair that shone brightly in the sun, and they all wore sunglasses on their noses, looking nonchalant.

Han Ziang had a bad temper and strode directly up to the bodyguard.

"Are you filming a movie? Aren't you hot dressed like that? Your boss is so stingy, making you stand guard in this heat, are you going to give you a heatstroke allowance?"

The lead bodyguard had a sullen face, his lips pressed into a thin line, and he didn't say a word.

"Pretending to be mute, huh?"

Han Ziang raised an eyebrow and raised his voice slightly.

"Good dogs don't block the way, get out of my way."

"You have three seconds."

Shen Yi stood to the side, his tone icy.

Zhou Zitao stood to the side, not saying a word the whole time.

The lead bodyguard's brow was furrowed deeply.

He looked at the three young men in front of him. Their clothes and tone of voice exuded an arrogant air of not being short of money, and they didn't seem like ordinary thugs.

He then turned to look at the black minivan not far away. The window was open, and his young master Zhao casually waved his hand.

Upon receiving the order, he turned slightly to the side.

As soon as Shen Yi and his two companions entered the villa and arrived at the living room, the cool air from the air conditioner hit them, instantly dispelling the heat.

"Brother Mo! Second Brother!"

Shen Yi and his two companions greeted everyone with smiles, and just as they found seats, Chen Mo's phone started buzzing.

Chen Mo reached for his phone and slowly swiped to answer it.

"Young Master Zhao, what are your instructions?"

"Chen Mo, is this the person you've been shaking all morning?"

The voice on the other end of the phone carried an undisguised sneer and a flippant tone.

"One white-haired guy, two blond-haired guys, and a taciturn one who never utters a sound. Are you here to put on a comedy with me?"

Chen Mo leaned back on the sofa, took a bite of the watermelon that Lu Xingyao handed him, and spoke slowly.

"Who cares if they're white-haired or yellow-haired? As long as they can beat you to a pulp, they're a good breed."

The person on the other end of the phone choked up instantly, remaining silent for several seconds.

The man surnamed Zhao clearly didn't want to argue with him over such a trivial matter as hair. Suppressing his anger, he said coldly.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's get started now that everyone's here! I've been waiting outside your door all morning, I don't have time to waste with you."

"What's the rush?"

Chen Mo slowly dragged out his tone.

"I still have a very important person here who hasn't arrived yet. Let's wait a little longer."

"Oh? A heavyweight?"

The man surnamed Zhao became interested.

"Great! Let's get started as soon as he arrives."

Chen Mo changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, you're not going to be so impatient as to force your way in, are you? My little place can't be easily smashed up."

"Oh."

The man surnamed Zhao sneered, his tone full of disdain.

"Don't worry. I can easily take care of you all. Once you're all here, I'll deal with you all at once. Today, I'll make you admit defeat and know who's in charge in Hangzhou."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, utterly arrogant.

In the living room, the air conditioner was blowing cool air, and various fruits and drinks were neatly arranged on the table.

The group ate and chatted in a relaxed atmosphere, completely ignoring the people outside the door.

After finishing a slice of watermelon, Shen Yi wiped his hands with a tissue and looked at Chen Mo with a slightly apologetic expression.

"Brother Mo, I'm sorry. I called Huang Zixuan this morning and asked him to come over, but he said there was an important inspection at the construction site that he had to oversee personally and couldn't get away."

After all, Huang Zixuan had assured him last night that he would contact him if he needed anything, but then turned around and didn't come. That was really not fair.

"An inspection? I think you're just scared."

Han Zi'ang threw the watermelon rind into the trash can, curled his lip, and showed no mercy whatsoever.

"Last night at the barbecue stand, he hid in the back and didn't dare say a word. With this situation today, he's even less likely to show his face. A coward is a coward, why make up some high-sounding excuse?"

Zhou Zitao sat down next to him, took a sip of his drink, and without even looking up, added a casual remark.

"He's always been like this since he was a child, timid as a sesame seed, and the first to run away when trouble comes. Shen Yi, you're just too soft-hearted and always thinking of him. Stay away from this kind of person; one day he'll sell you out, and you'll be helping him count the money."

Shen Yi smiled helplessly and did not refute.

He knew Huang Zixuan's personality, but after all, they were childhood friends who had grown up together, so he couldn't just cut ties like that.

Chen Mo leaned back on the sofa, wiped his hands with a tissue, and spoke in a flat tone, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"Everyone here is an adult, and each person has their own thoughts and judgments. It's his freedom to choose."

He paused, and then twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Since we can't get along, it just means he's not meant to be. We should respect other people's fates."

That's what they say, but everyone knows that Huang Zixuan has been excluded from Chen Mo's inner circle.

Even if there are benefits in the future, it won't be his turn.

Outside, the sun was getting stronger and stronger.

Five bodyguards were still standing at the door. The young bodyguard standing next to him licked his chapped lips, his throat parched, and whispered to the camera.

"Brother, I feel like I'm about to get heatstroke, how about... we go to the car and get a bottle of water?"

The leader glared at him coldly, and the young bodyguard immediately shut his mouth, not daring to utter another word.

They stood in the sun for almost two hours, their backs getting wet and then drying, then getting wet again, but no one dared to leave their posts without Zhao Shao's permission.

He could only grit his teeth and bear it, cursing Chen Mo a hundred times in his heart.

After waiting for almost half an hour, it was nearly midnight.

Inside the van, the young master of the Zhao family frequently glanced at his watch, his brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly.

His patience had long since run out. He picked up his phone, ready to call and yell at Chen Mo, when he caught a glimpse of a taxi slowly driving up and stopping at the villa's gate.

The car door opened, and a skinny man climbed out from the back seat.

The man was wearing a faded gray T-shirt with pilling at the collar, and his hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, looking like he hadn't washed it for days.

He was as thin as a bamboo pole, swaying precariously in the wind. In his right hand, he carried a worn-out burlap sack, which was quite heavy. As soon as he got off the bus, it rattled and clanged, making a lot of metallic noises. It was unclear what kind of junk it contained.

It was Lin Yue.

He took out his phone, squinted to check the address, and looked up to see two black vans at the door, along with five tall, well-dressed bodyguards. He froze on the spot.

The next second, he immediately darted behind a sycamore tree by the roadside, poked half his head out, and cautiously peered in this direction, looking like a thief caught red-handed stealing something.

The young master of the Zhao family was stunned for two seconds in the car, then burst into a loud laugh.

He laughed so hard he was doubled over, clutching his stomach and slapping the seat, tears streaming down his face.

"This...this is the important person he was talking about?"

He laughed so hard he could barely speak, and grabbed his phone to call Chen Mo.

As soon as the call connected, he laughed for a long time before he could catch his breath, his sarcastic tone almost overflowing.

"Chen Mo, your important guest has arrived! He's hiding behind a tree outside the door. Guess what he's doing? Peeking around like a thief. When he saw my bodyguards, his legs went weak with fear."

"It's good that we've arrived."

Chen Mo's voice sounded quite serious.

"Wait for him to come in, then we'll get things ready and open the door to settle accounts with you."