Chapter 181: Gamble Battle

「Chen Mo, Quanwan is my turf, you planted a flag on my turf, the one breaking the rules is you. 」

「Today, if you don't pay me protection money, then just obediently move out; otherwise, don't blame me for not giving Great Prosperity face! 」

Triad Society usually only grabs commercial and residential areas when seizing turf.

Those places are densely populated, commercially developed, and profitable.

For this kind of industrial area, the Triad Society can't be bothered to come.

Moreover, there aren't many shops to collect protection fees from, and you can't offer valet parking, so you basically can't make any money.

When Chen Mo originally bought the factory, Big D hadn't yet managed to make Quanwan all his own; this place was fundamentally outside Big D's sphere of influence.

Big D said Chen Mo planting a flag on his turf was completely unreasonable and provocative.

However, Big D now demanding protection money is at least somewhat justifiable.

「Big D, you don't need to twist logic here. 」

「Your turf? When I opened the factory, this wasn't your turf at all. You're the one who crossed the line, right! 」

「Besides, I can't be bothered to argue with you. If you take your people and leave now, I'll pretend you never came. 」

「Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences yourself! 」

Big D curled his lip, looking disdainful: 「Tch! I'm afraid of you? You don't even look at how many brothers I have behind me! 」

Chen Mo's mouth twitched slightly, letting out a light chuckle: 「You think only you have brothers? 」

Chen Mo didn't come alone; he just has a good car and good driving skills, and he sped here ahead of everyone else.

Although Shen Guodong and the other lackeys were left behind by Chen Mo, they're almost here now.

Chen Mo already saw the dust rising in the distance.

Big D couldn't see that far, still shouting: 「Just relying on those hundred-odd people behind you? 」

Chen Mo lifted his chin toward the distance.

「Who said I only have that many people? 」

In the time it took for the two of them to exchange a few words, Shen Guodong leading the motorcade was already almost here.

Big D followed the direction Chen Mo indicated and saw a line of over a dozen vans driving toward this spot.

After a dozen or so seconds, the vans stopped.

A hundred people got out of the vans, each holding a machete, with fierce expressions—clearly elite fighters.

Shen Guodong leading these hundred lackeys directly blocked behind Big D's lackeys, forming a pincer with the people brought by Li Jie and Da Dou.

As soon as Chen Mo gives the order, they can move at any time.

At this moment, Big D is no longer arrogant as before; his expression has turned solemn.

At a glance, the quality of Chen Mo's lackeys is far superior to those Big D brings.

He might end up suffering a loss today.

However, Big D, who always cares about face, would never back down.

「Even with these people added, I just don't believe your two hundred can beat my four hundred. 」

Everyone says Great Prosperity produces fighters, but Big D is confident his lackeys are no worse.

Chen Mo stroked his chin, sneering: 「Don't believe me? How about we make a bet? 」

「Bet on what? 」

「I'll put up a hundred men, you put up two hundred, and let them fight. If you win, I'll give you this factory.

If you lose, you must not come cause trouble anymore, and you also have to agree to one thing for me. How about that? 」

Big D thought it over; if he disagrees, it'll be four hundred versus two hundred, and even if he wins, the matter wouldn't be settled.

If he agrees and wins, he can get the factory.

Moreover, with two hundred versus one hundred, the advantage is mine.

「Fine! I hope you won't renege if you lose! 」

Chen Mo smiled: 「It's just a factory; I can afford to lose. Just don't be unable to afford losing. 」

「Hmph! Who doesn't know that Big D keeps his word—spit and a nail? 」

Having said that, both sides withdrew, leaving a large open space in the middle.

Under Big D, Touma Changmao stepped forward with two hundred men.

On Chen Mo's side, Shen Guodong brought a few dozen veterans and also picked over seventy lackeys to step forward as well.

Li Jie didn't go up; Chen Mo had promised him he could stay out of Triad Society affairs.

「Toot——」

With a whistle blast, both sides charged at each other and became a tangled melee.

Before the fight began, Big D already saw that although Chen Mo's men were few, their spirit was not weak.

He guessed this battle might not be so easy.

But what he didn't expect was that it would be this difficult.

The Eight-Blade Breaking Edge sword technique had already spread among Chen Mo's lackeys.

Although during transmission many learned it with some distortion, when they actually strike, there is still some method to it.

The over seventy lackeys Shen Guodong selected all know a bit of sword technique, far stronger than Big D's lackeys who only know how to swing wildly—stronger by more than a margin.

Combined with the twenty-odd veterans Shen Guodong leads, taking on Big D's lackeys is utterly crushing.

In less than a minute, already several dozen of Big D's men had fallen in pools of blood.

By contrast, Chen Mo's lackeys, though some were injured, only suffered light wounds and could keep fighting.

Seeing the heavy casualties among his lackeys, Big D panicked.

「Stop! Quickly stop! 」

Da D's shouting only affected his own subordinates.

Chen Mo's men turned a deaf ear to Da D's shouting, their expressions unchanged.

They kept chopping at Da D's men, one strike after another.

"I surrender! Chen Mo, I surrender!"

"Quickly call off your men!"

Upon hearing Da D's surrender, Chen Mo then shouted: "Stop!"

Hearing Chen Mo's voice, Shen Guodong and the others immediately halted, quickly gathered together, and fell back behind Chen Mo.

Seeing Shen Guodong and his men's disciplined, forbidding bearing, especially the killing aura emanating from Shen Guodong and the veterans, Da D couldn't help but feel a pang of panic.

What the hell kind of people are these!

They're practically killing gods!

Of those of his men who fell, over half had been cut down by Shen Guodong and his group.

Back when, in Jianshazui, Chen Mo led a few hundred men to repel the over one thousand members of United Victory, he still mocked Lin Huai Le.

Now it seems, if Chen Mo truly has several hundred such lackeys under him, even if he brings over a thousand men, he'll still come out badly.

Now he dare not underestimate Chen Mo any further.

"Da D, you've lost. I hope you can keep your word."

Da D stepped forward a few paces, patted his chest, and said: "Chen Mo, I, Da D, willingly accept the loss. Your factory, I will no longer come to."

"Tell me, what do you want me to help you with?"

Chen Mo likewise stepped forward two paces, drawing closer to Da D.

"What to do? I haven't decided yet—you can owe me for now. When I later need your help, just don't refuse, okay?"

"You..." Da D's mouth twitched slightly, "All right."

Seeing Chen Mo's nonchalant demeanor, Da D felt a surge of irritation.

But being annoyed was useless; he had to endure it.

Two hundred versus one hundred, dozens were killed or wounded.

His remaining men truly had no way to deal with Chen Mo's followers.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and Da D kicked a nearby lackey.

"Take the brothers' corpses and retreat! Damn it, today you've made me lose all face!"

Having said that, Da D turned and got back into his own vehicle.

His several hundred lackeys, carrying the dozens of wounded and corpses on the ground, also quickly departed.

As Da D led his men away, cheers of victory erupted behind Chen Mo.

Chen Mo turned to look at his men behind him and shouted loudly: "Those who just fought, each gets an extra month's wages!"