Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 303: Trouble has struck, I've been arrested.

Caesar was speechless upon hearing this.

He's not crazy, why is he fighting?

"What I mean is, given your personality, you wouldn't willingly let him do whatever he wants!"

Old Mo shrugged and said, "What can we do? It's just a couple of games, nothing serious. Call him!"

Caesar said speechlessly, "Fine!"

After Caesar finished speaking, he picked up the phone and dialed again.

"Barton, Mr. Chen has agreed. Where are you now? He said he'll come find you right now."

"I'm sorry, I'm busy right now. Tell him to wait a couple of days."

After saying that, Barton hung up the phone.

Caesar stood there with the microphone, feeding the baby for a long time, then fell silent.

Good heavens, he even served it.

Caesar was so angry he almost smashed the phone.

"Son of a bitch."

Now it was Lao Mo's turn to be speechless.

Old Mo was thinking of going over there and dealing with him directly! Unexpectedly, the other party told him to wait two days.

What kind of tactic is this?

Old Mo really can't go home until he gets rid of this bastard.

Everyone says that troublemakers are the worst, but did Lao Mo and Ye Zimei end up being chased all the way back?

Even if he manages to escape unscathed, what about those American spies? They'll definitely come after him for killing someone.

So, this is really troublesome.

This really infuriated Lao Mo.

"Mr. Caesar, have someone protect my wife. I'm going out to deal with these guys."

After Lao Mo finished speaking, he left the office, and the door slammed shut behind him.

"this……"

Caesar was speechless!

Do these people even treat him like the chairman? Can't they at least show him the respect he deserves?

Old Mo came outside and met Larmi.

"Mr. Larmi, give me a car."

"Mr. Chen, where are you going? Let me give you a ride!"

Larmi said respectfully to Old Mo.

This is a god of wealth; we have to appease him.

Old Mo smiled and said, "No need, I can go by myself. By the way, protect my wife. Okay?"

Larmi immediately replied, "No problem, absolutely no problem."

As he spoke, Larmi handed the car keys to Old Mo.

Thank you.

Old Mo took the car keys and left.

Soon, he arrived downstairs, got in his car, and drove off.

Upon seeing this, the men who were keeping watch quickly ran to the roadside, got into their car, and followed.

Old Mo ignored them completely, driving slowly through the streets.

Those guys followed in a car, not too fast, not too slow.

Yes, they don't come up to attack Old Mo, they just stick to you like a leech, their main purpose is to be disgusting.

Just as Old Murdoch got into his car and left, a phone call was made to Barton's office.

"Boss, that yellow-skinned pig is out. He's in a car with license plate number XXXXXX, we don't know where he's going. And yes, he's alone. Boss, should we make a move?"

Barton smiled and said, "You don't need to do anything yet. I'll make a phone call first."

Barton put down the phone, then picked it up again and dialed.

"Hello, Chief Tom? Yes, this is Patton, yes, it's me. I've spotted a dangerous individual, armed, yes, his license plate is XXXXXX, yes, extremely dangerous. Okay, that's all."

The owner of the Hilton Hotel personally called to report the incident.

Tom didn't dare to delay, so he gathered his men and set off immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Barton wore a strange smile.

Yes, this tactic is called "using someone else's knife to kill." The "snake" in Las Vegas is quite dangerous; he's a gun-wielding individual who could shoot and kill at any moment.

Old Mo really wanted to drive around to a secluded place and take care of these little karami!

However, at that moment, police sirens sounded from behind, and Ah She was shouting into his car through a megaphone.

"Attention! Attention! The car in front, please stop for inspection! The car in front, please stop for inspection!"

Old Mo glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that two police cars had arrived.

Old Mo had no choice but to pull over and accept the inspection.

As soon as he stopped, two police cars blocked his way from both sides.

Then, the four snakes jumped out of the car, drew their guns, and aimed them at Old Mo's driver's seat.

"Don't move, put your hands where I can see them."

"Yes, it's you. Roll down your window."

"Please put your hands where I can see them, or I will shoot you dead."

Four snakes, guns in hand, aimed at Old Mo and howled.

Old Mo was completely dumbfounded.

"What's going on? Are they messing with me because I'm Japanese or something?"

Old Mo had an urge to just slip away. Who knew if those snakes would just open fire?

He's not invulnerable; if these snakes empty their magazines, he's doomed.

Old Mo quickly raised his hand.

"Don't be impulsive, what are you doing? I don't think I've broken any laws, have I? Don't be impulsive, I'm starting to roll down the car window."

Old Mo carefully rolled down the car window.

The snake pounced from both sides, opened the car door, pulled Lao Mo out of the car, and then slammed him to the ground.

Ah She's knee struck Lao Mo's neck directly, almost making it hard for Lao Mo to breathe.

What's even more infuriating is that Ah She held a gun to his head.

"Sorry, buddy, you're under arrest. You can remain silent, and everything you say can be used against you in court."

One of the snakes immediately came up and twisted Lao Mo's hands behind his back, then snapped them into handcuffs.

Then they searched Old Mo.

The other two snakes started searching frantically in Lao Mo's car.

The man searching Lao Mo's body, Ah She, found nothing. On the contrary, the two Ah Shes searching the car quickly found a Glock pistol next to the driver's seat.

At the same time, several magazines were also found.

A snake-like figure carried a plastic bag, filled it with a gun and magazines, and presented it to Old Mo.

"You're under arrest for possessing firearms. Take him away..."

In this day and age, guns are not prohibited here, so it's perfectly normal to have a gun in a car.

Old Mo's face turned green: "No, Ah She, that gun isn't mine. And this car wasn't originally mine either. What right do you have to arrest me?"

The leader, Ah She, said contemptuously, "Yellow-skinned monkey, save your breath. We received a report that you were carrying a gun, which is extremely dangerous. We'll talk about it when we get back to the station."

Originally, Lao Mo didn't want to cause trouble, but as soon as he heard the words "yellow-skinned monkey," he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Ah Snake, what did you just say? Say it again if you dare."

Old Mo's voice came through coldly.

The snake instantly flew into a rage the moment it saw Lao Mo's expression.

"Fak, are you threatening me?"