Chapter 30: First Encounter with Li Jie

Fei Ji relied on his fierce image to clear the way ahead.

Chen Mo followed behind Fei Ji, easily passing through the surrounding crowd.

Inside, they were filming the scene of Longwei jumping off a building.

At that moment, Longwei stood on a platform over ten meters high, waving to the crowd below.

Just as Longwei was about to jump down, a stunt double quickly swapped places with him and leapt from the platform.

The surrounding frenzied fans might not have noticed, but with Chen Mo's vision, he clearly saw the two exchange positions just moments ago.

Including the stunt double's face, under Chen Mo's extraordinary vision, he saw it crystal clear.

That was a face Chen Mo had longed for a long time.

With the strength of one Jie, Chen Mo finally found it.

After leaping from the platform, Li Jie landed precisely on the mat prepared on the ground.

At the moment Li Jie landed, the frenzied fans surged forward, but fortunately a dozen or so staff members surrounded him at the same time.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Longwei weaved through the crowd, swapped places with Li Jie through a gap, and strutted out from behind the dozen or so staff members.

Chen Mo ignored the fan-surrounded Longwei, bringing Fei Ji to catch up with Li Jie, who had just broken free.

After putting some distance between themselves and the crowd, Fei Ji jogged a few steps to catch up with Li Jie ahead.

"Stop." Fei Ji reached out and pressed his hand on Li Jie's shoulder.

Li Jie reacted quickly, grabbing Fei Ji's hand and twisting it backward with force.

Then he delivered a side kick to the rear, striking Fei Ji's flank.

Fei Ji's whole body flipped sideways and flew back, crashing down at Chen Mo's feet.

"Not bad kung fu!"

Seeing Li Jie's clean and agile movements, Chen Mo couldn't help but applaud and cheer.

"Who are you, and why have you been following me?" Li Jie said warily.

As a retired officer, Li Jie's vigilance was naturally exceptional.

He had long noticed that Chen Mo and Fei Ji were following him.

Chen Mo reached out to pull Fei Ji up from the ground and stepped forward.

"You're using the Northern Border Troops' martial art, and your name is Li Jie, right?"

Upon hearing that, Li Jie's pupils contracted slightly, and a dangerous aura emanated from him.

"Just who are you, and how do you know my name?"

"I not only know your name, I also know who your enemy is."

Chen Mo took out a business card from his pocket and tossed it to Li Jie.

"I'm Chen Mo. If you want revenge, you can find me at the Galaxy Bar on Women's Street."

Having said that, Chen Mo turned to leave.

Li Jie reached out to catch the flying business card, lowered his head, and glanced at the information on it.

Looking up and seeing Chen Mo about to leave, Li Jie shouted, "Stop! Explain clearly before you go!"

Saying that, Li Jie took a big stride to catch up with Chen Mo and kicked him from behind with a whip kick.

Hearing the whoosh from behind, Chen Mo directly raised his hand, grabbed Li Jie's leg, and shoved him backward.

Li Jie staggered back two steps, steadied himself, then attacked Chen Mo again.

Chen Mo pushed Fei Ji aside and blocked Li Jie's attack with the horizontal fist from Xingyi Fist.

Li Jie used the military's martial art, blending Long Arm Fist and Major-Minor Seizing Hand; his strikes were sharp, every move aiming at Chen Mo's vital joints.

Chen Mo clearly felt that Li Jie's strength surpassed Gao Jin's by a notch.

Fortunately, Chen Mo's Xingyi Fist had reached the dark energy level, and his physique was terrifyingly strong.

Li Jie's offensive was completely neutralized by Chen Mo.

After a brief exchange, Chen Mo seized the opportunity, landing a cannon fist squarely on Li Jie's chest, sending him stumbling backward repeatedly.

After repelling Li Jie, Chen Mo also ceased further attacks.

"Your enemy isn't in Gangdao right now; being anxious won't help.

"This isn't the place to talk; if you have time, you can come to the Galaxy Bar to find me."

Having said that, he turned and walked away, leaving Li Jie panting on the spot.

Chen Mo wasn't at all worried that Li Jie wouldn't seek him out; Li Jie would never let any clue about his enemy slip.

On the way back, Fei Ji hung his head, utterly dejected, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

"Fei Ji, what's wrong with you?" Chen Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Mo Ge, am I useless?"

"Last time I was knocked down in one move by Gao Jin, and today I was kicked away by Li Jie."

"After two consecutive blows, Fei Ji began to doubt life."

"Don't be discouraged; among my underlings, you're considered relatively capable. With your ability, mixing in the Triad Society as a Red Pole is no problem."

Chen Mo comforted him.

"Gao Jin, Li Jie, and I—we all practice martial arts; you can't compare to experts like us.

"With Gao Jin's skill, there won't be more than twenty people stronger than him in all of Gangdao."

"Mo Ge, can I learn martial arts from you?" Fei Ji said, eyes full of hope.

Chen Mo pondered, then said: "Martial arts must be started young; you're starting too late now. Even if you achieve mastery, you'll likely have to retire from the martial world by then."

Seeing the hope in Fei Ji's eyes fade, Chen Mo added another sentence.

"Next time we're at the office, go find a knife. I'll teach you a set of saber techniques; that should also make you considerably stronger."

Fei Ji originally somewhat disappointed Fei Ji, his eyes again burst forth with high-spirited fighting spirit.

Really? Thanks, Mo Ge!

Fei Ji's foot on the accelerator unconsciously used more force, and the car's speed surged.

You motherfucker looking for death, drive slower, I definitely don't want to get into a car accident!

Chen Mo couldn't help but give Fei Ji a slap on the head from behind, and only then did Fei Ji slow down.

Okay, Mo Ge, I was wrong, Mo Ge.

Returning to Yinhejiuba, Fei Ji hastily fetched a machete, his eyes eagerly looking at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took out his own Tang sword and began teaching Fei Ji the Breaking Edge Eight Blades in the office.

Chen Mo's office was large enough for two people to practice sword.

The Breaking Edge Eight Blades was originally created by domestic martial artists during the Anti-Japanese War era for the Northwest Army Big Sword Unit.

The moves are simple, efficient, easy to learn, and entirely geared toward real combat.

Although everyone says Fei Ji has no brains, that's because he's simple-minded; many schemes, tricks, and worldly affairs he can't figure out.

But this doesn't mean he learns sword slowly.

In less than an hour, Fei Ji had learned the Breaking Edge Eight Blades to a passable degree.

Alright, later you practice properly; from now on, any chopping work will be handed to you.

Chen Mo put away his sword, drove Fei Ji out of the office, and incidentally had Fei Ji call Gao Jin.

A Jin, how's the stirring up of the conflict between Shensheng and Shishi going?

During this period I've had the underlings secretly stir things up; now the conflict between the two sides has become great. Their underlings have already clashed several times.

This was arranged by Chen Mo several days ago; Gao Jin has been keeping an eye on the heated situation over there.

Chen Mo thought for a moment, raised his hand to signal Gao Jin to come over, and whispered: 'Go find a few trustworthy underlings, and have them, in the name of Shensheng, go chop Shishi.'

Tell the underlings clearly that they just need to make it look like they want to take out Shishi; absolutely do not actually take out Shishi.

Okay, I understand, Mo Ge.

Gao Jin understood Chen Mo's plan as soon as he heard it.