Chapter 124: Chen Mo Takes Action

"Han Chen, you were the person Dad valued most before he died. I really did consider, when the Ni Family eventually gets off the ground, handing the business and territory over to you. I just didn't expect Dad to die at the hands of your wife."

Ni Yongxiao shook his head, tears welling at the corner of his eyes, not sure whether he was thinking of Ni Kun or feeling sorrow for Han Chen.

"A Xiao, whether you believe it or not, I never intended to harm Uncle Kun; Mary was also deceived."

Han Chen's tone was likewise full of regret.

Ni Yongxiao raised his hand to wipe the tears from his eye, sighed, "I know, Huang Zhi Cheng was the instigator.

He will, tonight, just like you, go in person to make amends to my father."

Han Chen smiled, "Can I have a cigarette before I die?"

"Be my guest."

Ni Yongxiao didn't mind fulfilling Han Chen's final wish.

With a crisp "clack" sound, Han Chen used the lighter in his hand to ignite the cigarette in his mouth.

As a long column of smoke drifted from his mouth, Han Chen said, "Considering this cigarette, I can also grant you, A Xiao, your final wish."

As soon as Han Chen finished speaking, another burst of gunfire rang out around them.

Dozens of figures suddenly appeared not far away, brandishing AKs, flames spewing from the barrels, a torrent of bullets pouring out, firing at the bodyguards behind Ni Yongxiao and that group of gunmen.

They were that group of Siamese.

Since the day Chen Mo blackmailed Han Chen, more than a week has passed.

In that week‑plus, Han Chen certainly hasn't been idle.

To acquire those dozens of AKs, Han Chen hasn't spared any effort.

These Siamese were also top guns Han Chen hired at great expense from his friends in Siam; had the men who killed Chen Mo last time not been so overconfident, and had they rushed to attack Chen Mo in Gangdao without contacting Han Chen first, Chen Mo might have died in the car.

The gunmen under Ni Yongxiao were all armed with pistols; against the AKs' firepower they were essentially powerless and were quickly turned into a sieve.

Only Ni Yongxiao remained, standing before Han Chen.

"A Xiao, I must thank you for valuing me; otherwise I wouldn't have had the chance to wipe out so many of your Ni Family's gunmen in one go."

Han Chen's face now was full of smugness.

Not only does Ni Yongxiao want to eliminate Han Chen's subordinates, Han Chen also intends to wipe out all of Ni Yongxiao's people.

That's why he came personally with so many subordinates.

Only by entering the fray himself, using himself as bait, can he lure out all of Ni Yongxiao's men.

As for the lives of those twenty‑something subordinates, they are irrelevant.

In Han Chen's eyes, one general's success comes at the cost of ten thousand bones; those subordinates sacrificing themselves is their fate.

Subordinates, if they die, just recruit new ones; it's just a bit of money.

As long as the Ni Family's people are cleared out and he takes over their power, any amount of money can be earned.

Ni Yongxiao's expression darkened, his face full of resentment: "Han Chen, you're truly ruthless; aren't you afraid I once shot you dead?"

"Afraid? Of course I'm afraid."

"That's why I sent my Siamese friends with men to your villa; judging by the time, they've probably already succeeded. Mr. Ni, shall you try calling home?"

Ni Yongxiao's face showed disbelief, and he quickly took out his phone to call his family.

He truly couldn't have imagined Han Chen being so vicious, actually targeting his own family.

Though his family kept some bodyguards, they were no match for the AK‑wielding Siamese.

"Hello." On the other end was a stranger with a Siamese accent.

"Who are you, my family?" Ni Yongxiao shouted into the phone.

Han Chen gave Ni Yongxiao a finger gesture, indicating him to hand over the phone.

Ni Yongxiao stared at Han Chen with a fierce gaze, passing the phone over.

Han Chen took the phone and said, "Do not harm Mr. Ni's family; let them say a few words to Mr. Ni."

After speaking, he returned the phone to Ni Yongxiao.

Ni Yongxiao took the phone, and soon his wife's sobbing came through.

"A Xiao, my stomach hurts so much!"

"Alright, I'm here, don't be afraid, I'll be back soon to rescue you… Hello… Hello…"

Before the words finished, the line was already hung up.

"Han Chen, if you have any business, come at me; release my family."

Ni Yongxiao shouted at Han Chen.

His wife is still pregnant, about to give birth soon; it's easy for both to die together.

Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly, "Fine. Besides these people, the Ni Family still has men under Ni Lao San, right?"

"Call Ni Lao San and have him eliminate Great Prosperity's Chen Mo, and I'll have my men release your wife and mother."

Tonight Ni Yongxiao didn't bring Luo Ji or Ni Lao San with him, and since he earlier said he would kill Huang Zhi Cheng tonight, Han Chen guessed that part of the Ni Family's hot assets had been taken by Ni Lao San and Luo Ji, but he didn't know who went to his house to kill Mary, or who went after Huang Zhi Cheng.

Mary has Sha Qiang protecting her at home with men, so he's relatively reassured.

As for Huang Zhi Cheng, love him to death or not! If he weren't that bastard, he wouldn't have caused so much trouble.

"Alright, I'll call Third Uncle right away."

Ni Yongxiao immediately grabbed the phone and prepared to dial. He now had no chance to fight back, only wanting to quickly inform Ni Lao San to return home and rescue.

Just as Ni Yongxiao was about to call Ni Lao San, Chen Mo, who had been hiding with men in the shadows, gave an order.

"Kill these bastards; leave no survivors!"

Already when that group of Siamese opened fire, Chen Mo had taken men, using the gunfire as cover, and quietly slipped behind them.

With his keen five senses, he had already heard clearly the content of the conversation between Han Chen and Ni Yongxiao.

Hearing that Ni Yongxiao intended to call Ni Lao San, Chen Mo worried that Ni Lao San would bring men to the house, so he decided to act.

Gunshots rang out once again.

Shen Guodong led over twenty retired soldiers, each similarly armed with an AK, firing wildly at Han Chen and his men.

These were soldiers who had actually been on the battlefield; besides being highly skilled, their marksmanship was even better.

Especially knowing that the opposition was nothing but Siamese and drug dealers, these retired soldiers fired without the slightest psychological burden.

Although the group of Siamese under Han Chen were likewise armed with AKs and had no weak firepower, they were still being suppressed.

However, there were quite a few Siamese under Han Chen, and Shen Guodong and his men couldn't wipe them all out at once, giving them the chance to take Han Chen and shelter behind a flight of steps.

Relying on the cover, they actually held on, and kept firing back.

Chen Mo saw that some of his own men beside him were starting to get wounded, and his brow furrowed.

"Did you bring the RPG?"

"Brought it, I brought all of them," a retired soldier carrying an RPG ran excitedly to Chen Mo's side.

Chen Mo took one look—it was this guy; back when they first obtained this batch of arms, he had kept his eyes glued to the RPG and refused to let go.

"If you brought it, use it—blow those bastards across from us to pieces!"

"You got it, I've been holding it in forever!" the retired soldier shouted excitedly.

"Whoosh—" a shell trailing a long tail landed precisely behind the group of Siamese.

"Boom—"

A tremendous bang, firelight burst apart, shrapnel scattered in all directions.

The Siamese suffered heavy casualties in an instant.