ATPnovel Chapter 119: Single-handedly storming into the lair of the puppet kingpin.
Chapter 119: Single-handedly storming into the lair of the puppet kingpin.
Old Mo got out of the car, and the taxi driver turned around and sped away.
It's about two or three hundred meters from here to the military camp.
Old Mo put on a mask and slowly walked forward.
In this place, as long as you don't enter the military camp, no one will bother you.
Old Mo arrived at the military camp and placed his sixty-meter divine sense inside.
Inside the military camp, there were many soldiers of both black and white descent. Perhaps because it was so early, they hadn't gone to sleep yet.
It might be because it was too early, and these foreigners couldn't stand the loneliness, so they all went out to play, leaving the military camp with a few people.
The military camp was not large, with only about a thousand people stationed there.
However, their walls were very high, with layers of barbed wire on top, the barbed wire alone being over a meter high.
Even a martial arts master would find it difficult to get through walls like these.
However, this was no challenge for Old Mo.
With a thought, Lao Mo vanished from the spot, and the next second, he reappeared inside the walled area.
Then, Lao Mo swaggered around the military camp.
That's right, it's about strolling around, leisurely and at ease.
He has divine sense within a 30-meter radius. Unless he's out of his mind, he wouldn't run into anyone even if he walked around with his eyes closed.
After walking around for less than three minutes, Lao Mo smiled.
Yes, he found their ammunition depot. Under his divine sense, nothing inside the depot could be hidden.
There were a small number of guns, including pistols, rifles, submachine guns, and machine guns; the rest was mostly ammunition. There were also boxes full of his favorite hand grenades.
There are even five new mortars. And military-grade body armor.
Good, good, this is exactly what Old Mo needs.
However, there were guards standing at the entrance of the warehouse.
This was no challenge for Lao Mo, who walked to the back of the warehouse.
These warehouses have a floor-to-ceiling window every few meters for ventilation.
Old Mo walked over and stuck a finger in.
"receive."
In an instant, three-quarters of his 500-cubic-meter space was filled.
"Okay, that's enough. Let's go home."
Old Mo, with his hands in his pockets, walked towards the outer perimeter of the military camp.
Just as he was about to reach the wall, he vanished in a flash, and reappeared outside the military camp the next second.
Taxis rarely come to this area.
Old Mo had no choice but to slowly walk back.
I walked for several kilometers before a taxi passed by.
Old Mo reached out and stopped them, and soon returned to the outside of Kowloon Walled City.
He found an alley and hid, took out his bulletproof vest, and put it on. Then he put on his coat.
By this time, it was already 11 p.m., and most decent people were asleep.
Old Mo put on a mask, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards Kowloon Walled City.
Kowloon Walled City is indeed always open, no matter the time.
As I said before, they're not afraid of you going in, they're afraid you won't be able to get out.
Old Mo walked in with his hands in his pockets, completely unfazed.
He hadn't gone far inside when another beautiful woman approached him and asked if he wanted to come in and have some fun.
"Get out of here with me..."
Old Mo roared angrily.
The beautiful woman was startled and quickly retreated.
"Why are you being so fierce? If you don't want to play, then don't play! You're not a real man."
The beautiful woman was swearing and cursing.
Old Mo pretended not to hear and walked straight inside.
At this moment, another man jumped out and asked him if he wanted number four.
It wasn't that little fish who led the way last time. That guy's probably already been dealt with by Doll Strong!
Old Mo coldly waved his hand: "No."
The guy didn't bother arguing with him and went back to his corner.
Old Mo walked forward without saying a word, until finally, he was stopped.
Yes, that's the headquarters of Doll Strong up ahead.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?"
Suddenly, a large cleaver appeared in Lao Mo's hand, and he swung it twice, one to the left and one to the right.
Gaa...
The two men clutched their necks, stared wide-eyed at Old Mo, and collapsed to the ground in utter resentment.
Old Mo sheathed his knife, not even glancing at them, and walked two or three meters before hearing two thuds of people falling to the ground behind him.
If the lighting hadn't been so dim, they might have recognized Old Mo, and he wouldn't have died so unjustly.
Old Mo walked forward a few dozen meters and came to another gate.
At this moment, two more henchmen jumped out.
"Hey bro, you look unfamiliar. Where are you from? Who are you looking for?"
"I'm here to see your little sister."
Two more swift cuts.
"Gah..."
"Gah..."
The two underlings who were asking questions followed in the footsteps of the two underlings before them.
There was no way around it; Old Mo was clearly unarmed, yet he unexpectedly swung his knife, making it truly impossible to defend against.
Old Mo sheathed his knife and walked into the courtyard.
At this time, apart from the lookouts, most people were hiding in their rooms and no one noticed Old Mo, this uninvited guest.
Old Mo's divine sense swept over that bastard Gongzai Qiang, and sure enough, he was holding another "Emperor's Meeting" at his headquarters.
He's sitting in that high position, there he's electing a new leader!
There was nothing we could do; last night, Lao Mo wiped out all of Gongzaiqiang's henchmen.
They also brought in four old guys to oversee things. The newly elected leader had to gain the approval of these old men.
Old Mo quietly went up the stairs.
When he arrived at the door, he already had a submachine gun in his hand.
With a loud bang, he kicked open the unlocked door.
Holding a submachine gun, he fired wildly into the room.
"Da da da da da..."
Chaos erupted in the hall.
The screams of agony were deafening.
Whether it was sheer luck or she was the main character, the moment the door was kicked open, that bastard Gongzaiqiang immediately hid behind his hard sofa.
This is an emperor's chair made of huanghuali wood. The wooden backrest is thick and hard, and can barely withstand bullets from a submachine gun.
But his two underlings were in a terrible situation.
Old Mo doesn't talk to you at all; he just keeps firing wildly at both sides.
After running out of bullets, I hid behind a wall and threw two grenades inside.
Two loud thuds were heard, and then the hall fell silent, leaving only intermittent groans.
The scene, though described as slow, actually unfolded very quickly. So quickly that the underlings below were still completely unaware of what was happening.
Old Mo switched to a submachine gun, fired a few shots inside, and there was another scream before silence.
Old Mo possessed divine sense; he knew who was dead and who wasn't. He also knew who posed a threat to him.
After taking down a few threatening individuals, Old Mo strode into the hall.
For those who weren't dead yet, they were given a barrage of finishing shots.
As he walked in, those closest to him were shot one after another and died.
"Young man, who exactly are you? We have no grudge against you, do we?"
An old man raised his head and said with difficulty.
That's right, this is one of those four old guys, an elder-type figure.
Without uttering a sound, Lao Mo pointed a submachine gun at his head and started firing.
The old man died with resentment in the Northwest, his eyes wide open in disbelief.
Old Mo walked up to the platform and kicked over the emperor's chair.
At this moment, Gongzai Qiang had lost his fighting ability. He was already injured, and then he was hit by two grenades. He was knocked to the ground by the shock, his head was buzzing, and his vision was blurry.
Just then, he saw a blurry shadow. He rubbed his eyes hard and finally saw it clearly.
"Old Mo, it's you. What the hell do you have to do to me? Why are you chasing after me like this?"
Gongzai Qiang felt really aggrieved when suddenly a desperate criminal jumped out and insisted on fighting him to the death.
It felt like being struck by lightning on a sunny day.
"Fine, since you're the boss, I'll let you die knowing why. I was originally planning to let you go, but you shouldn't have killed my brother. Go on your way, my brother is waiting for you down there."