Chuan Guo Guo

Chapter 301 Earning Money by Selling Fish

Chen Mo glanced at the man. "Many people want to kill me. Who do you think you are?"

The man's eyes narrowed. "Chen Mo, still talking tough when death is at your doorstep. I'll show you exactly who I am!"

With that, the man waved his hand.

The two middle-aged men behind him charged towards Chen Mo.

Huizi and Yamamoto Yoshio quickly stepped in front of them.

Drawing their weapons, they prepared to fire at the middle-aged men.

"Whoosh!"

However, just as the two drew their weapons.

Huizi and Yamamoto Yoshio felt a sharp chill on their wrists, followed by intense pain.

"Clang!"

The pistols in their hands clattered to the ground.

Yamamoto Yoshio and Huizi looked down in horror, discovering that a small knife was embedded in each of their wrists!

One of the middle-aged men sneered, "Don't you know that within two meters, a knife is more effective than a gun?"

A flash of cold light streaked before Yamamoto Yoshio and Huizi's eyes.

They felt a shiver and quickly retreated, narrowly dodging the opponent's fatal thrust.

"You are Anjin martial artists!" Yamamoto Yoshio questioned, shocked by the speed of the two middle-aged men.

"Oh? And you're from R country. Perfect. My blade hasn't tasted R country blood in a long time." With that, the two no longer held back, lunging to stab Yamamoto Yoshio in the chest.

"Bang!"

However, just as the middle-aged man's dagger was about to strike Yamamoto Yoshio, a gunshot suddenly rang out from a distance.

The middle-aged man's heart leaped in alarm.

Unfortunately, by the time he tried to retract his attack, it was too late.

The middle-aged man froze, looking down at his chest.

A bloody hole now marred his chest, and blood was steadily soaking his clothes.

With a "thump,"

The middle-aged man's body went limp, and he collapsed to his knees before Yamamoto Yoshio.

The other middle-aged man's face changed drastically upon seeing this. As he attempted to dodge.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot sounded.

Blood splattered from the middle-aged man's leg, and he instantly fell to the ground.

The man watching was stunned.

"Young Master, run!" the middle-aged man shouted.

Hearing this, the man finally snapped out of his stupor and quickly hid behind the van.

Chen Mo glanced at the man. "Hey, if you're hiding in there, that's the safest place."

The man heard Chen Mo's words and looked at the van, suddenly finding Chen Mo's statement quite reasonable.

He immediately opened the van door and climbed inside.

However, once inside the van, the man was instantly dumbfounded.

Because he saw a group of people lying there haphazardly, all of them injured.

He even spotted a familiar face among them. "You, you're from the Li family?!"

The man whose mouth was kicked in nodded frantically.

The man instantly realized his mistake and tried to turn to leave.

Suddenly, a handgun was aimed at him from outside the van.

Huizi sneered, "I didn't expect you to be so cooperative. Here, tie yourself up."

With that, Huizi tossed the man a length of rope.

The man had never endured such humiliation.

But looking at the dark muzzle of the gun, the man could only grit his teeth and tie himself up.

However, his expression was worse than if he had eaten a dozen pounds of spoiled rat meat.

He truly had no brains. Everyone else was captured, but he had willingly jumped in!

Next, the injured and the dead middle-aged men were also thrown into the van by Yamamoto Yoshio.

The young man standing not far away, witnessing this scene, was almost petrified.

What was going on? Weren't those people gaining the upper hand just moments ago? How were they captured in an instant?

"Young Master, there's a sniper here. We should leave."

The middle-aged man behind the young man quickly said.

The young man nodded and turned to get into his car to leave.

"What? You've come all this way, and you're leaving without saying hello?" Suddenly, Chen Mo's voice drifted from a distance.

The young man glanced at Chen Mo, who was fishing.

He quickened his pace, intending to get into the car and leave.

He could also sense that danger permeated the surroundings.

"Bang!"

Before the young man could grab the car door handle.

A gunshot rang out.

Immediately, the car door handle in front of him exploded into pieces, clearly hit by a sniper rifle.

They were merely Anjin martial artists. Their bodies couldn't even withstand a handgun, let alone a sniper rifle.

Cold sweat beaded on the young man's forehead, and his eyes showed panic.

Yamamoto Yoshio slowly approached the three men.

"Hey, Mr. Chen wants you to come over."

The young man's body trembled. He swallowed hard and walked towards Chen Mo with a look of dread.

Arriving in front of Chen Mo, the young man stammered, "Mr. Chen, did you need something from us?"

Chen Mo glanced at the young man. "Weren't you here to kill me? What happened? Leaving before you even made a move?"

"No, no, no!" The young man waved his hands frantically.

"Mr. Chen, you've misunderstood. We have no quarrel with you, so how could we be here to kill you?"

The two middle-aged men behind the young man also looked terrified and dared not speak.

They never imagined that Chen Mo had set a trap, and they had fallen for it!

But by the time they realized it, it was already too late.

"The van is over there. Do you plan to get in yourselves, or should I escort you?" Chen Mo pointed at the van.

The young man's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

However, he still walked towards the van cooperatively.

Seeing the three of them get into the van and tie themselves up, Yamamoto Yoshio returned to Chen Mo's side. "Chen Mo-kun, should we continue waiting?"

Chen Mo nodded. "Let's wait. If no one shows up in another hour, we'll go make some money."

"Make money? Are you planning to sell fish?" Yamamoto Yoshio asked.

"Something like that," Chen Mo replied.

Yamamoto Yoshio looked puzzled, as he noticed there wasn't a single fish in Chen Mo's creel.

Yamamoto Yoshio and Huizi sat aside, tending to their wounds. The middle-aged men's daggers had nearly cost them an arm.

After waiting for an hour, no other figures appeared.

Chen Mo finally reeled in his fishing rod. "Let's go, time to make money."

With that, Chen Mo got into the car.

Meanwhile, in Dingyang City, at the Ouyang family.

Ouyang Yi stood in the conference hall, reporting the situation to the family patriarch and others.

After listening to Ouyang Yi's account, Ouyang Zhengde nodded, appearing very satisfied. "Yi'er, you handled this matter well. Now that the major families know Chen Mo is a remnant of the Chen family and possesses the jade pendant, they won't let him live. And who would suspect us?"

"Hahahaha!"

After speaking, Ouyang Zhengde couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.

"Grandfather is brilliant!" Ouyang Yi said, cupping his fists.

The others also cupped their fists. "Patriarch, this strategy of using a borrowed knife to kill is truly brilliant! Even Li Chongtian wouldn't guess this was our doing."

"Bang."

Just then, the door to the conference hall was suddenly pushed open.

A young figure rushed in, looking flustered!