Zheng Qian sat opposite Zheng Wenchang.
At this moment, Zheng Wenchang was smoking a cigar and waved his hand, "No, they are ranked killers, and I heard they have never missed a shot. I believe the news will come soon."
Zheng Qian said indignantly, "Dad, we should have them arrest that dog Chen Mo and let me smash his face myself!"
Being publicly humiliated by his own father was a great loss of face.
Not being able to smash Chen Mo's face in public made Zheng Qian very resentful.
"Hmph, what do you know?" Zheng Wenchang snorted coldly and continued, "Letting killers kill him, at least, won't make others suspect us. That Mo family is not as easy to deal with as you think."
"If the Mo family knew it was us, do you think they would let us go?"
"When Chen Mo is dead, I will fully support you in pursuing Mo Xiaojing and Lin Wan'er. At that time, his women will become your playthings, wouldn't that be better?"
Hearing Zheng Wenchang's words, Zheng Qian's face immediately showed excitement, "Dad, I'm already impatient with what you're saying!"
Zheng Wenchang smiled and placed the cigar in his hand into the ashtray.
"Patter patter patter!"
However, at this moment, a burst of applause suddenly sounded from the dimly lit dining room of the villa!
The sudden sound made Zheng Wenchang and his son tremble.
Then they both turned their gaze towards the dining room.
"Who?!" Zheng Wenchang saw a figure and asked coldly.
"Heh heh, Mr. Zheng just described how to deal with me. What? You don't recognize me now?" The figure's voice slowly sounded.
As the figure walked into the living room and the lights shone on him, Zheng Wenchang and his son finally saw who it was.
"Chen, Chen Mo?! Are you a ghost or a human?! How are you here? You shouldn't be..."
Zheng Qian exclaimed, but halfway through, he quickly shut his mouth.
"I shouldn't be waiting at home for assassins to kill me, right?" Chen Mo finished Zheng Qian's sentence for him.
Zheng Qian looked at Chen Mo in shock. He had already seen Chen Mo's shadow and was certain that Chen Mo was not dead at all!
Zheng Wenchang's face also looked very unpleasant, "Chen Mo, how did you escape?"
"Escape?" Chen Mo looked at Zheng Wenchang in confusion.
"Those two killers shouldn't have failed," Zheng Wenchang said coldly.
"Hahahaha." Chen Mo suddenly laughed, then said, "Zheng Wenchang, you're talking about those two foreigners? The moment they saw me, they gave me this, and said you wanted to kill me. Unfortunately, when they were driving away, they accidentally hit a bridge pier. By the time I found them, they were already dead."
Hearing Chen Mo's words, Zheng Wenchang's expression changed drastically.
Especially when he saw the two guns in Chen Mo's hand, he had seen them before. These were precisely the firearms of those two killers.
Regardless of whether Chen Mo was telling the truth or not, he knew that the assassination attempt had completely failed!
Chen Mo slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, right beside Zheng Wenchang, "Mr. Zheng, shall we talk?"
Zheng Wenchang said with a cold face, "What do you want to talk about?"
Chen Mo noticed Zheng Wenchang's expression, smiled helplessly, unlocked the safety of the pistol, and directly pulled the trigger towards Zheng Qian's leg.
"Bang!"
A gunshot.
"Ah!"
In an instant, a scream echoed through the villa.
"Chen Mo!" Seeing that Chen Mo actually dared to shoot, Zheng Wenchang's face became very unpleasant.
"Mr. Zheng's house is indeed different, even the windows are triple-layered soundproofed," Chen Mo looked at the floor-to-ceiling window beside him and couldn't help but praise.
"Bang!"
Chen Mo fired another shot.
This time, Zheng Qian's other leg was also shot through.
The intense pain made Zheng Qian almost faint.
Moreover, he was very sure that these two shots from Chen Mo had completely crippled his legs!
Zheng Wenchang was about to get angry again, but seeing Chen Mo raise the gun again, Zheng Wenchang could only suppress his anger, "Chen Mo, I'll agree to any conditions you want to discuss!"
"Bang!"
Chen Mo didn't give Zheng Wenchang a chance and fired another shot, hitting Zheng Qian's arm.
Zheng Qian was in excruciating pain, rolling on the sofa with a tragic expression, his body covered in blood.
Chen Mo then said, "Mr. Zheng, you need to understand your current situation, so you don't have the right to get angry in front of me, understand?"
Hearing Chen Mo's words, no matter how angry Zheng Wenchang was, he could only forcefully suppress it.
"Mr. Chen, we were wrong before. I apologize to you respectfully. Please allow me to send my son to the hospital first. Otherwise, I fear he might be in life-threatening danger. If anything happens to my son, it will not be good for either of us."
"Bang!"
As soon as Zheng Wenchang finished speaking, Chen Mo pulled the trigger again.
Zheng Qian's last arm was instantly stained with blood, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted directly.
Zheng Wenchang was stunned! He stared blankly at Chen Mo.
"I hate it when people threaten me. Mr. Zheng, you've made a big mistake," Chen Mo said calmly.
"Mr. Chen, please speak," Zheng Wenchang said through gritted teeth.
Chen Mo said, "Mr. Zheng, you want to kill me. I want to hear how you plan to resolve this matter."
Zheng Wenchang said with a somber face, "I can compensate you with money."
"Then how much do you think my life is worth?" Chen Mo asked.
"I can give you one hundred million! As long as you let us go, one hundred million, Mr. Chen, is enough for you to live a lifetime of comfort. Even if you marry into both the Lin and Mo families at the same time, they won't give you this much money directly. With this money, you can hold your head high in front of them."
"Hehehe." Chen Mo suddenly laughed.
"Is one hundred million a lot?" Chen Mo asked.
"Mr. Chen, you probably don't know that there are very few billionaires in the entire Longhua. Billionaires are truly enough for you to live a lifetime of comfort," Zheng Wenchang said.
Chen Mo nodded, "I understand. In other words, in your eyes, my life is only worth one hundred million."
Zheng Wenchang remained silent. Compensating one hundred million was already his greatest concession.
Chen Mo sneered, then directly took out a check from his pocket, tore off two sheets, and placed them in front of Zheng Wenchang.
Zheng Wenchang was stunned and looked at the checks, asking, "Mr. Chen, what do you mean by this?"
"Two hundred million, to buy your dog lives," Chen Mo said lightly.
Boom!
Hearing Chen Mo's words, Zheng Wenchang was instantly struck by lightning, his face turning pale.
He quickly looked at the two checks Chen Mo had thrown on the table.
With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that both checks were real!