ATPnovel Chapter 160: Hunter, who do you think you are?
Chapter 160: Hunter, who do you think you are?
Upon hearing this, Fatty Chao seemed to suddenly remember Old Mo.
He turned to look at Old Mo and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, Lao Mo, no, no, Brother Mo, if you hadn't said anything, I would have forgotten about you! I didn't expect you to jump out on your own. Oh, you seem pretty unconvinced!"
As Fatty Chao spoke, he tried to use the same trick again, reaching out to grab Lao Mo's face.
Old Mo shook his head, dodging his hand. He watched his performance with a cold smile.
"Oh, so you can dodge now! Haha, Old Mo, what I said earlier still holds true. As long as you kneel down and kowtow twice, I'll immediately take you as my underling. How about it? How about it? Hahahaha..."
Old Mo's smile was radiant.
"Brother Chao, you really know how to bully others just because they have connections!"
Fatty Chao became even more smug.
"Hey, Mo, you can't say that. I already said I'm Superintendent Hunter's dog now. Do you know who Superintendent Hunter is?"
Even your brother Le has to give him face. Understand? Understand? Listen to me, kneel down now and kowtow twice, and I promise I'll take you as my underling. Hahahaha…”
Hunter, standing beside him, stared intently at Old Mo.
He opened his mouth and said, "You're the Old Mo who's been making waves lately? I heard you single-handedly subdued Kowloon Walled City? And even Ng Sai-ho became your underling?"
Old Mo looked at him and sneered, "So what if it is?"
Hunter sensed his disdainful gaze and felt annoyed.
"I heard you killed over a hundred people in Kowloon Walled City. Is that true?"
Old Mo nodded: "I did it, so what?"
The crowd was immediately stunned and speechless.
Mo Ge actually admitted to killing more than a hundred people in front of Superintendent Hunter? That's incredibly audacious!
Hunter laughed.
"Very well, you certainly have guts. No wonder you're a ruthless man who killed over a hundred people. But in front of me, Hunter, even a dragon has to coil up, and a dog has to crawl down and obey. Understand?"
Old Mo sneered, "You damned devil, who do you think you are?"
"What?"
Fatty's eyes widened.
Hunter looked at Old Mo in disbelief.
"Fuck, what did you just say?"
Old Mo sneered, "Didn't you hear me? I'll say it again, you damned foreigner, who do you think you are? You're not even a dog to me. Even if you were my dog, I wouldn't take you."
"Wow……"
The crowd erupted in uproar.
Fatty Chao stared wide-eyed at Old Mo. He thought he was arrogant enough, but Old Mo was even more arrogant than him. Whose subordinate was this?
Wu Shih-hao assumed that Lao Mo was new to Hong Kong and didn't know the rules. He quickly stepped forward and pulled Lao Mo aside, whispering, "Brother Mo, don't do this. He's a foreigner, a police superintendent. We can't afford to offend him."
Hunter couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward, staring intently at Old Mo.
"Old Murdoch, you're pretty arrogant! You don't even respect us Englishmen. Sorry, you'll have to come with me today."
He wanted to take Old Mo back and teach him a lesson. He wanted to show him what the consequences were for offending the English.
Old Mo deliberately teased him, saying, "Sorry, you English people have a rule that you can't handle a case alone. So today, you probably won't be able to take me away."
Hunter clenched his fists, walked up, and stared intently at Old Mo.
"What if I insist on taking you with me?"
Old Mo raised the axe in his hand, toying with it as he said, "Then we'll have to ask the axe in my hand if it agrees."
"You bastard, how dare you assault a police officer?"
Hunter was furious.
Old Mo laughed, arrogantly holding the axe to his neck, and sneered, "I wouldn't dare assault a police officer, but I dare to chop you up. How about it? Want to try? Let's make a bet, whether I dare to chop you up or not, are you willing to bet?"
Old Mo said these words with a smile on his face, as if he were joking.
"Rebellion! Rebellion!"
Hunter was furious.
"Old Mo, you're quite something, very arrogant. I'll remember you today. But let me tell you, in Hong Kong, no Chinese dares to offend me. Starting tomorrow, I'll make you regret ever being born. Fatty Chao, let's go."
After saying that, Hunter turned and left.
Old Mo laughed, and without hesitation, he swung his axe and chopped down.
Fatty was terrified: "Hunter, watch out..."
Hunter turned around and saw an axe coming down at him. He was terrified; there was no time to dodge, and he could only instinctively reach out to block.
There was a whooshing sound.
Half of his arm had been cut off, and the other half was still hanging from the arm with a leather strap...
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Hunter clutched his severed arm and rolled around on the ground howling in pain.
Gaa...
Wu Shih-hao and his henchmen were stunned. What was going on?
Brother Mo, how dare he chop up a foreigner in the street?
Fatty Chao was completely dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at the scene before him. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud. Even on the ground, he was still trembling all over.
Crazy, absolutely insane.
In Hong Kong, someone actually dared to attack a foreigner. And it happened in full view of everyone.
Old Mo walked up with his axe and stepped on Hunter.
The smile on his face was way more insane than Fatty's.
"Heh heh, Mr. Hunter, did I say you could leave? And you dare to leave? Hehehehehe..."
"No one dares to show off in front of me, Old Mo, and then just walk away. You, Hunter, are no exception, hehehehehe..."
Despite the excruciating pain, Hunter reached for his gun. But his right hand was broken, and his left hand simply couldn't reach it. He eventually managed to reach it, but the gun was gone from its holster.
"Fuck, you lunatic! You've got some nerve, daring to cut me like that! Do you know the consequences of your actions?"
Hunter screamed hysterically.
"Heh heh, you're practically my enemy now, and I don't even try to kill you? Who do you think you are? I'm not just going to kill you, I'm going to wipe out your whole family. I guarantee your entire family will be dead, and no one will come to complain. Hehehehehe..."
Old Murdoch's smile looked like a devil to Hunter.
In the eyes of this devil, there was not a trace of awe, but rather utter contempt.
At this point, he finally became afraid.
But now it's too late; Old Mo has already raised his axe.
"Wait a minute, we can still talk... ah..."
Before he could finish speaking, Old Mo's axe came crashing down, striking him squarely on the shoulder.
"what……"
Hunter screamed in agony, wanting to beg for mercy.
But before he could finish speaking, Old Mo's second axe came down.
"what……"
Another scream rang out.
Old Mo swung his axe again and brought it down hard.
"what……"