ATPnovel Chapter 63: Killed 28 people in 6 days, are you scared yet?
Chapter 63: Killed 28 people in 6 days, are you scared yet?
He didn't have time to wait here for Ma Wu to come back.
He now regrets killing Li Cuilian too quickly.
Why did she tell him about the dragon scale before? Did she have a grudge against the dragon scale and want to use him to get rid of it?
All of this became a mystery with Li Cuilian's death.
Old Mo then found a three-wheeled vehicle and headed to No. 78 Donglai Hutong.
Since Li Cuilian is dead, the only answer can be found in this dragon scale.
Donglai Hutong was a bit far, and it took half an hour for the three-wheeled vehicle to reach it.
Old Mo paid the money and walked into the alley. He soon found number seventy-eight.
This is a courtyard house with one entrance.
With a sweep of his consciousness, Lao Mo could clearly see the situation inside.
There are four people inside.
One of the middle-aged men looked like the real Dragon Scale, and the other was a woman, presumably his wife.
As for the child, I didn't see him; he may have gone to school.
There were two other men, who were probably thugs or something similar, and they were both very strong and powerful.
At this moment, the gate to the courtyard is tightly closed.
Old Mo walked up, grabbed the door knocker, and gently knocked a few times, making a thumping sound.
Who is it?
The one speaking was a thug.
Old Mo said, "Hello, the deaf old lady asked me to come here. She told me to come and find Dragon Scale."
This method really works.
The man ran into the house and reported to Long Lin. Long Lin nodded, indicating that he should come in.
The thug immediately ran over and opened the door.
Old Mo used his consciousness to see that the dragon scales were originally lying on the bed.
Upon hearing of his arrival, he immediately got up and went to the octagonal table in the hall to wait for his guest. The woman waited beside him, preparing to make him tea.
This shows that the deaf old lady had some influence in this dragon scale area.
The door opened, and Lao Mo went in. The thug closed the door and locked it tightly before following behind Lao Mo.
The door to the hall was open. After Lao Mo walked in, two thugs followed behind him.
If it were an ordinary person, being stared at from behind by two strong, burly men would have already trembled with fear.
But Lao Mo remained unusually calm.
When he arrived at the octagonal table, Lao Mo did not sit down.
Suddenly, an axe appeared in his hand, and with a whoosh, he swung it behind him.
With two soft thuds, the two burly men immediately clutched their necks, collapsed to the ground, and began to convulse violently.
Old Mo is like someone with eyes; he can cut down anyone with a single blow.
"what……"
The woman opened her mouth as if to scream, but then she covered her mouth herself, her face turning pale.
Long Lin's expression changed, and he immediately reached behind him, wanting to draw his gun.
As a result, Old Mo reached out and a gun was already pointed at his head.
Dragon Scale's hand froze, and the muscles on his face twitched incessantly.
He only became careless and didn't dodge because he heard that the person was sent by the deaf old lady.
Instead, a murderer arrived who would kill without a second thought. No, wait, before I could even finish saying that, he'd already killed someone.
"Put your gun on the table and give it to me. Don't worry, I just want to talk to you."
Old Mo's indifferent voice came over.
Old Mo's consciousness scan was his greatest source of confidence. He knew that there was no one else here besides them.
He wouldn't have dared to do this without the scanner. Who knows how many people are here?
Although Longlin was very unwilling, he still pulled out the gun and obediently placed it on the table.
"Brother, in this world of martial arts, one shouldn't harm one's wife and children. If I, Long Lin, have ever wronged you in any way, you can kill me. But spare my wife; she knows nothing about it."
The dragon scale was a bald man, around forty years old, with a face full of fat, and he looked quite calm.
Old Mo said calmly, "I'm not a gangster, I'm an assassin. Do you know what an assassin is? An assassin is cold-blooded and ruthless."
"If I don't get the answer I want today, I will not only kill you, but I will also slaughter your entire family. I won't even spare your distant relatives."
Upon hearing this, Long Lin's face turned green with anger.
When did such a person emerge in Beijing? He was somewhat incredulous. However, with a gun already pointed at his head, there was nothing he could do.
Seeing his expression, Lao Mo put away the gun on the table with his left hand.
Pointing a gun at his head, he continued, "I've been out here for six days now, and I've already killed twenty-eight people. You know Yang Jianming, the director of the steel mill, right?"
Just yesterday, I had sex with his two sons, two grandsons, and two granddaughters. With your influence, you should have heard about it. So now, you shouldn't doubt my words, right?
Old Mo wasn't saying all this to show off, but to intimidate the other party and increase his chances of success in negotiations.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Long Lin's expression finally changed.
This guy is willing to wipe out an entire race at the slightest disagreement; that's just too damn terrifying.
Long Lin was a powerful figure in the underworld, considering himself a formidable figure. But in front of this guy, he felt damnably kind.
He's only been out for five or six days and he's already killed twenty-eight people. Can you believe it? Even if you went to the front lines, you couldn't kill that many people, right?
"Alright. You don't need to scare me. Tell me, what did I do to offend you? Judging from your face, we shouldn't know each other, right?"
Old Mo put away his gun and sat down opposite Dragon Scale.
Staring at Long Lin's face, he said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Jinmo, but everyone likes to call me Lao Mo."
Old Mo noticed that Long Lin's eyelids twitched when he heard his name.
This is enough to prove that this guy has at least heard of him.
Old Mo smiled and continued, "I'm not anyone special, just an ordinary resident of No. 5 Courtyard in Nanluoguxiang. By the way, I happen to be your deaf old lady's neighbor."
Dragon Scale's eyelids twitched again.
Old Mo continued, "Three years ago, your deaf old lady conspired with others to scheme against my family and sent me to prison for three years."
Three years later, when I came out, my wife was dead, and my daughter was missing. The three large brick houses that had been passed down in my family had also been occupied by others.
So I started investigating, and eventually I got a clue: it was all done by your deaf old lady. My wife is dead, so be it; the house is occupied, so be it—I don't care anymore.
All I want now is to find my daughter and raise her properly. Boss Long, you have wide connections and immense power; you should be able to help me, right?
After Lao Mo finished speaking, he leaned back in his armchair, crossed his arms, and quietly looked at the dragon scales.
Long Lin's expression shifted, and he said, "Brother Chen, the deaf old lady and I are merely relatives. You shouldn't be coming to me about what she did, should you?"
Old Mo stood up, axe in his hand.
"I'm giving you one last chance. Say what I want to hear. If you spout this nonsense again, I'll chop your wife's head in half with an axe. So you'd better think carefully before you speak."