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

Chen Mo glanced at his phone and felt a surge of joy.

He was ready to give another dressing down, but the Attorney General ran away faster than anyone else.

"Boring."

He tossed his phone aside.

Victoria nestled in his arms and suddenly spoke:

"Honey, there's something I've been meaning to tell you."

During that phone call, Coleman said the name "Rich," and her grip on the cup tightened.

"Rich and my father both committed suicide after going bankrupt, but I never imagined that before they died they would tell the governor and the others about you..."

"sorry."

Her voice lowered.

Chen Mo didn't even lift his eyelids.

"This has nothing to do with you."

Victoria slowly loosened her grip on the cup.

Carter sat on the edge of the chair, his face pale.

"Chen, you don't understand. What does it mean to have a governor and an attorney general?"

"They can make a person disappear legally. All the paperwork is in order, the procedures are just, even the grave is compliant."

Lily's voice was strained:

"Then what do we do...?"

"What are you afraid of! Chen is that amazing!"

Amy stiffened her neck,

She said that, but her hands gripped the sofa cushion tightly.

Sophia didn't speak, only watching Chen Mo's expression.

Chen Mo smiled.

"One governor, one attorney general."

"Dealing with them will be a piece of cake."

Upon hearing this, the women felt inexplicably at ease.

That night, everyone was so tired that they fell asleep.

Chen Mo leaned against the headboard and reviewed the phone call again.

These two are most likely after his money, the "secret" Coleman mentioned.

He has too many secrets.

The system, the bronze ring, the Tianxuan Continent... any one of these could drive the world crazy.

But he never revealed any of these things in America.

What is the secret they're talking about?

I can't figure it out, and I'm too lazy to think about it.

there is always a solution to a problem.

However, it is important to take the initiative.

The next morning, Carter had a laptop delivered to him.

Chen Mo sat down on the sofa, turned on the computer, and placed his fingers on the keyboard.

Crackle, crackle.

Windows popped up one after another on the screen, and the code scrolled by rapidly.

Five women surrounded him, unable to understand anything, but they thought he was very impressive.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

Lily asked curiously.

"Grab something."

Chen Mo stared at the screen.

In less than ten minutes, the first line of defense of the enemy system was breached.

Five minutes later, an encrypted folder popped up.

Chen Mo clicked on it.

The first document is a record of embezzlement.

Each transaction, including the time, amount, and person involved, is recorded clearly.

The second item was a batch of videos.

The cover is appalling; it's child abuse.

Sofia frowned and cursed.

The air in the living room froze as soon as the third document was opened.

It is a record, accompanied by photos.

Carter suddenly stood up from beside the sofa.

"My God..."

Amy's voice was trembling.

"Those two bastards aren't even human! These scum deserve to go to hell!"

Lily and Sophia's faces were frighteningly pale.

Carter made the sign of the cross on his chest, his lips moving.

"Hail Mary..."

I got stuck halfway through reading.

After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"...I simply can't bring myself to pray for someone like that."

Victoria clutched the cross on her chest and turned her head away from the screen.

"Lord, please forgive my selfishness."

"At this moment, I only hope they will fall into hell and receive the retribution they deserve."

Chen Mo didn't speak.

He opened the last folder.

Just a quick glance.

Snapped.

He closed the laptop instantly.

It contains photos of the two people eating on an island.

The women in the living room were arguing noisily, but Chen Mo remained silent, slowly tapping the edge of the computer with one finger, his eyes cold.

"Originally, I only planned to get them to return the seized villa, release the workers, and pay some compensation."

He stood up, his tone calm.

"I've changed my mind now."

"This kind of scum doesn't deserve to live in this world."

Pack the documents and send them to the ghost, then make a phone call.

"The lawsuit should be filed according to the normal procedure."

Chen Mo gave the instructions.

"The information I sent you will be released after we meet those two."

"Also, we'll meet the day after tomorrow. You and Naga will come with me."

On the other end of the phone, Ghost was reviewing documents and remained silent for two seconds.

"Everything will be done as you wish."

Before we knew it, the day of our meeting arrived.

The agreed-upon private golf club.

The lawn was meticulously manicured, stretching as far as the eye could see, exuding a luxurious style.

Chen Mo got out of the car and led Ghost and Naga straight into the venue.

Two bodyguards in black immediately stepped forward and raised their hands to stop them, preparing to conduct a routine body search.

Naga's eyes darkened instantly, and he twitched his shoulders slightly, about to step forward.

The ghost beside him raised its hand and pressed down on his arm, laughing as it whispered a dissuade him:

"Calm down, old friend. The main character today is the Boss; it's not our place to step up."

The bodyguard was intimidated by Naga's chilling aura, a chill inexplicably creeping down his spine. His hand, which had been frozen in mid-air, silently withdrew.

Deep on the lawn, Governor Whitman and Attorney General Coleman had been waiting for some time.

The two men, cigars dangling from their lips and golf clubs in hand, leisurely and casually swung their clubs for amusement.

More than ten bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses stood in neat rows behind him, exuding a stern and intimidating aura.

The entrance of Chen Mo and his two companions was extremely loud, and it was impossible for the two of them to be completely unaware.

But no one turned around from beginning to end, deliberately leaving them hanging and putting on airs of superiors.

Whitman slowly swung his club, watching the golf ball fly far away, then turned his head and lightly clinked cigars with Coleman.

Coleman appeared calm on the surface, but was inwardly filled with anxiety.

He was afraid that this young Chinese man would reveal to the governor the matter of extorting 3 billion dollars in private the day before yesterday.

He secretly glanced at Chen Mo, his heart filled with vigilance.

Chen Mo stood still, not annoyed at all. He grinned and chuckled, then raised his voice:

"Hey! You two white pigs over there, good afternoon!"

In one sentence, more than a dozen bodyguards simultaneously reached for their waists.

Whitman's club stopped in mid-air.

He frowned, slowly turned around, and looked at the young Chinese man for the first time.

Rude, vulgar, and utterly ill-mannered!

In his eyes, the person in front of him was a barbaric outsider who had never seen the world.

Coleman's lips twitched violently, and he felt a surge of rage.

Again!

He had already experienced the sharp tongue of that person on the phone the day before yesterday, and the thought of it still gave him a headache.

He quickly suppressed his anger and explained to the governor in a low voice with a forced smile:

"Governor, please don't take it to heart. This man is always rude, uncouth, and has no sense of propriety."

He had already cursed Chen Mo a thousand times in his heart.

He secretly resolved that once this meeting was over, he would teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

Tear his stinking mouth apart!