Chapter 10: All Sorted

At this moment on Nüren Jie, Xiao Ba Wang's henchmen also gathered a group, looking to be about four or five hundred people.

Only, each of them wore a panicked expression, looking left and right.

Although they are all Xiao Ba Wang's goons, they mostly go to the poultry stalls to collect money.

Bullying ordinary citizens is still permissible, but actually cutting people down has hardly ever been done.

On top of that, Xiao Ba Wang doesn't give them much money.

Just a few hundred yuan a month—what kind of life is that?

At that moment they heard Great Prosperity's men approaching; their own boss was still nowhere in sight, and each of them was extremely nervous.

When Xiao Ba Wang hurried out of the room, his clothes were still unbuttoned and he was carrying a watermelon knife in his hand.

"Cut them down!"

Chen Mo shouted, surged forward toward the opposite side, and his henchmen behind instantly raised cutting knives and iron staffs, shouting as they charged after him.

"Charge!"

Xiao Ba Wang didn't bother to tidy his clothes, just brandished the watermelon knife and ordered his subordinates to attack.

Shoot the rider before the horse; capture the thief by first catching the king.

Chen Mo rode ahead, charging at Xiao Ba Wang.

None of the goons opposite could block Chen Mo's single slash.

Chen Mo's Eight-Blade Edge-Cleaver originated as the sword style of the Northwest Army's Great Sword Squad during the War of Resistance, excelling in battlefield melee.

Relying on his extraordinary physical condition, Chen Mo cut through those thugs with utter ease.

One slash often split the opponent, person and weapon alike, cleanly into two pieces.

Fortunately Chen Mo didn't aim for vital points; otherwise many might have died tonight.

Even so, wherever Chen Mo passed, there were scattered limbs and a chorus of wails.

Chen Mo's henchmen, seeing their boss so fierce, felt a huge boost in morale, becoming extraordinarily daring.

As Hong Tai's Red Staff, Xiao Ba Wang's skill naturally far exceeds that of ordinary goons, and he carries his own arrogance.

Seeing Chen Mo at the front, many henchmen had been cut down by him, and he also charged toward Chen Mo.

Unfortunately, his meager strength was nothing before Chen Mo.

Chen Mo knocked the watermelon knife out of Xiao Ba Wang's hand with a single slash, then delivered a horizontal strike that slammed the blade onto Xiao Ba Wang's head, sending him into a baby-like sleep.

"Xiao Ba Wang has been cut to death! Xiao Ba Wang has been cut to death!"

Chen Mo shouted loudly, and his henchmen behind him echoed the cry.

"Xiao Ba Wang has been cut to death! Xiao Ba Wang has been cut to death!"

Originally Xiao Ba Wang's goons were already being pressed down, but hearing Great Prosperity's men shout, each of them was terrified.

"Our boss's been cut to death, how can we keep fighting!"

They all turned and fled in panic, scattering their chaotic weapons across the ground.

"Take him away!"

Chen Mo ordered his nearby henchmen to bind and take Xiao Ba Wang away, while he led his men to continue the pursuit forward.

In less than three minutes, Hong Tai's men were driven out of Nüren Jie.

From the start of the battle to its end took less than five minutes.

"Half the crew clean up the venue, drive all Hong Tai's people out, and be careful not to smash the place; it will be ours from now on.

The other half clean the ground, making sure it's spotless before the cops arrive."

"Yes, Mo Ge!"

I have to admit, the triad's cleanup was swift; in under half an hour the street was basically back to normal.

By the time the police responded to the call and arrived, there was essentially nothing left to find.

At this point, Chen Mo had already changed clothes and was drinking in a bar on Nüren Jie.

A henchman walked over.

"Mo Ge, Xiao Ba Wang's mouth is open, only a little over five hundred thousand."

"Alright, bring the money back, and have the person taken to fill the sea."

When the henchman left, Chen Mo muttered under his breath, "Damn, what a poor bastard!"

After Xiao Ba Wang was brought back, Chen Mo had his henchmen take him away for interrogation.

He didn't expect that Xiao Ba Wang, a Red Staff with five or six hundred subordinates, was only worth a few hundred thousand, no wonder he needed to pass the checkpoint.

Soon after, Thirteen Sister entered, hugging a woman, with Fei Lao Hui following behind.

"Impressive, Ah Mo, I didn't expect you actually took Nüren Jie!"

"All thanks to Sister Thirteen's support!" Chen Mo took a glass and poured one for Thirteen Sister. "I also didn't expect Xiao Ba Wang to be so weak; his men were a bunch of slackers who fled without much fighting."

"According to underworld rules, you still have to hold it for seven days," Thirteen Sister reminded, noticing Chen Mo seemed a bit spaced out.

"Hong Tai still has many people, need any help?"

Thirteen Sister's help, of course, isn't free.

According to the rules, Chen Mo is still Thirteen Sister's Red Staff; even the territory he seized must be accounted to her.

"No need, Sister, Hong Tai's old gang's strength adds up to just that, and besides, we might not even need to hold for seven days."

Chen Mo tasked Gao Jin with binding Chen Mei and the Crown Prince, and also ordered A Wu to eliminate Fei Lao and Bao Rong; once they finish, the only person of any standing left in Hong Tai will be Wei Jixiang.

Unfortunately, Wei Jixiang is a hollow Red Staff, with only a dozen or so men under the scarred knife, not enough for even Chen Mo alone to defeat.

If all goes well, once news spreads tomorrow that Fei Lao and Bao Rong are dead, Hong Tai will be leaderless.

By then, many Triad Societies will likely loot the chaos; the subordinates of Bao Rong and Fei Lao probably won't settle down.

When Hong Tai's internal strife is unresolved, where will they find the time to fight Chen Mo?

In just a few days, Hong Tai will become history of the Gangdao Triad Society.

"Alright then, since that's the case, I won't bother about it anymore! You don't have to pay me your territory fees either."

"However, the share for the Triad Society still has to be paid!"

"Thanks, sis! I'll raise a cup to you!"

Chen Mo smiled and raised his glass to toast Thirteen Sister.

Chen Mo now genuinely admired Thirteen Sister.

Although Nüren Jie is now Chen Mo's territory, Thirteen Sister wants to collect her cut, and Chen Mo has no reason to refuse.

But Thirteen Sister simply gave up collecting her cut, as long as she pays the Triad Society's share, showing she is truly magnanimous.

Although Nüren Jie doesn't have as many entertainment venues as Bok Lan Street, it has many storefronts, and the protection money collected is not insignificant.

The monthly cut is a substantial source of income.

After Thirteen Sister left, Chen Mo received a call from Ah Wu.

"Boss, it's done! Both guys are taken care of—one in a car accident, one fell from a building. How's that?"

"When are you going to pay?"

"There's still 200,000 left; I'll have someone deliver it to Brother Wu tomorrow. Rest assured, I won't default on the debt."

Upon hearing the good news, Chen Mo unconsciously broke into a smile, and his speech became much more polite.

"That's great; if you have any other business, just come find me—as long as you pay, I'll get it sorted!"

After hanging up, Chen Mo called Gao Jin again.

"Ah Jin, how are things on your end?"

"Mo Ge, we've just taken care of it—Pee Eye Mei and Tai Zi are now in our hands."

"Good, bring them to the seaside; I'll be there right away."

After hanging up, Chen Mo gave a few of his underlings a heads-up, then drove off from the bar himself.