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

Chapter 154: The Relationship Between Yan Sheng and Yan Tong

Old Mo took the documents and sat down to read them.

He needs to memorize all the information in the documents. He can't wait until the last minute to take them out and look at them.

After reading it, Lao Mo stood up.

"Thanks, Brother Le."

Old Mo returned the documents to Lei Luo and turned to leave Lei Luo's office.

Back in his Mercedes, Old Mo sat there for a long time without starting the engine.

The car rang for a full five minutes before Lao Mo finally started the car and drove to the Wan Chai villa area.

He casually parked the car on the side of the road, and with a thought, he appeared in the villa area.

In the living room of Villa No. 8, a woman sat on the sofa, breastfeeding a little boy.

There are three Filipino maids in the house, busy with chores.

Just then, a man walked into the villa, carrying a pistol with a silencer.

Gaa...

The woman looked up, staring at the man in astonishment.

The man raised his gun and fired three shots.

The three Filipino maids had just turned around when they were all shot and fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the woman nearly fainted.

She stared blankly at the man, no longer able to move.

"Sun Tingfang, Yan Sheng's wife. Am I right? Hehe, she's quite fair-skinned."

Sun Tingfang quickly tore off her clothes and covered the child's food bag.

"What do you want to do?"

Sun Tingfang tried hard to remain calm, but her teeth were chattering.

Old Mo sneered, "Call your husband and tell him to be back within ten minutes. Otherwise, you and your son will be dead."

I'll blow your son's head off first, then I'll blow yours off. Want to try?

"Okay, okay, I'll hit you, I'll hit you."

Sun Tingfang quickly picked up the phone next to the sofa and dialed.

"Hello, is Yan Sheng at the company? Let him answer the phone, immediately... I'm his wife."

Fortunately, Yan Sheng came to answer the phone very quickly.

"Husband, sob sob, a man has come to the house, whew, he has a gun and has already killed three Filipino maids."

He said, "If you don't get back in ten minutes, I and the child will die." Waaaaah...

The man opposite him got anxious upon hearing this.

"Let him answer the phone, let him answer the phone."

The woman tentatively held out the microphone.

"Yan Sheng, Yan Sheng wants you to listen to the phone."

Old Mo took the microphone: "Feed..."

"Who the hell are you? Taking women and children hostage, what kind of skill is that? If you've got the guts, come at me, you bastard."

Old Mo moved the microphone further away to avoid the vibrations hitting his ears.

"Yan Sheng, you have such a bad temper; you killed your wife."

As he spoke, Old Mo slowly raised his gun and aimed it at the woman's head.

"No, no, no, please, husband, he's going to kill me..."

Old Mo didn't pull the trigger, but the woman was so frightened that she soiled herself.

Yan Sheng's voice came through the microphone: "No, no, no, sir, please have mercy, I beg you to have mercy."

"It was my fault. I had a bad temper just now. I apologize to you. I apologize to you."

Old Mo said coldly, "Sorry, I don't accept your apology."

After saying that, he slowly lowered the gun barrel and gently pulled the trigger.

There was a soft "poof" sound.

"what……"

The woman was shot in the chest, and her screams echoed throughout the entire villa.

She stared wide-eyed at Lao Mo, then slowly softened. The child in her arms fell onto the sofa, crying loudly.

"Yan Sheng, did you hear that beautiful sound? This is your wife's final song. Now only your son is left."

I'm giving you ten minutes. Get back here right now. I'm counting down the minutes; if you're not back in ten minutes, I'll blow your son's head off.

After saying that, Lao Mo hung up the phone.

Yan Sheng, sitting opposite, was completely dumbfounded.

My wife is dead? Just because of one sentence I said, he killed my wife?

Yan Sheng clutched his chest, so angry he almost vomited blood.

He quickly picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Brother, it's me. Another assassin broke into my house with a gun and killed my three Filipino maids and myself. Now only my son is left. He threatened me, saying he has to be home in ten minutes. What should I do? What should I do?"

On the phone came the voice of my cousin, Yan Tong.

Back then, Yan Sheng stole a batch of confidential documents from the mainland and brought them to Hong Kong, where he handed them over through Yan Tong's connections.

Yan Tong immediately began to rise through the ranks, and Yan Sheng also received Yan Tong's support, making great strides in his career.

These two brothers are definitely winners in life.

Even someone as powerful as Lei Luo didn't dare to touch him, which shows how important Yan Tong is to those foreigners.

But then again, even if Yan Tong handed over something so important, he could only become a detective, even though he made a lot of money through embezzlement.

This shows just how harsh these foreigners are on Chinese people.

No matter how much you accomplish, the highest you can be promoted to is the head of a police station. That's the absolute maximum; you can't go any higher.

Yan Tong, at most, could only be considered a deputy director.

Yan Tong calmly said, "Asheng, don't be anxious. Tell me first, who is it?"

Yan Sheng was almost in tears: "I didn't know! That bastard is ruthless. He killed my wife because I said something that didn't suit him. If I don't get back in ten minutes, he really will kill my son."

Yan Tong nodded and said, "Okay. Then let's not say any more. You should go back now. I'll take some men and head out to assist you immediately. Be careful."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Sheng immediately jumped into his car and drove off alone towards his villa.

Why didn't you send someone along? There's no time!

Another thing is that Yan Sheng is confident in his own skills.

Although he's over thirty years old now, he was a secret agent back in the day. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to obtain such top-secret information.

Inside the villa, Lao Mo had already gone to the bedroom on the second floor and put a safe inside the bedroom into his spatial storage.

This safe contains part of Yan Sheng's wealth kept at home, as well as some documents.

Old Mo will have to go back and check the details to find out what the information is.

With a loud bang.

Yan Sheng drove his car and crashed right into the iron gate of his own villa.

Upon arriving at the gate, he jumped out of the car and rushed into the villa.

Then, he stopped in his tracks and froze.

In the villa's hall, four bodies lay dead. One of them was his wife.

For a successful man, the death of his wife is not a big deal. But if he has a son late in life, that son is precious.

On the sofa sat a man, legs crossed, peeling an apple.

Next to the man lay a child less than a year old. At that moment, it was unclear whether the child had fainted or was asleep.

But if this man wanted to, the fruit knife in his hand could easily take the child's life at any time.