Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

In a dilapidated house by the sea in Yuen Long, Chen Mo looked at Chen Mei and Prince Hong Tai, who were stuffed in sacks with only their heads sticking out.

Both of them were tightly bound, with rags stuffed in their mouths, and they were still unconscious.

"Wake them up!"

One of the underlings found a bucket and poured a bucket of water over it.

The moment the prince opened his eyes, he saw Chen Mo and several of his underlings standing before him and immediately screamed in terror, "Don't kill me! Please, don't kill me! I have money! I'll give you all my money!"

Upon waking up and seeing the Crown Prince's state, Pipimei couldn't help but sigh. He then turned and angrily shouted at Chen Mo, "Chen Mo, what do you think you're doing? Don't you know the rules of the martial world?"

Chen Mo sneered: "You asshole, are you stupid? What time is it, and you're talking to me about the rules of the martial world?"

My rules are the rules, don't you understand?

"Tell me, what do you want in order to let us go!"

Pipimei had finally grasped the situation and stopped bringing up any old rules of the underworld.

Now I'm at their mercy, like a fish on a chopping board, and I can only do whatever Chen Mo says.

"You bastard, you've been the head of Hongtai for many years now, you must have quite a fortune. Hand it all over!"

"Don't even think about it!" Chen Mei roared in anger. "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? If I hand over the money to you, will I even survive?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, an old hand is indeed an old hand. You're right about that. Although you won't survive, at least you'll suffer less before you die!"

Chen Mo lit a cigarette, took two slow puffs, and blew the smoke onto Chen Mei's face.

"Wouldn't it be better to use your wealth to get a quick death? You can't suffer before you die!"

"I know, I know where there's money, over ten million. I'll give it all to you, please let me go..."

The crown prince, who was already terrified, quickly revealed the locations of the hidden money that he knew.

Upon hearing the Crown Prince's instructions, Chen Mo showed no reaction whatsoever.

Chen Mo didn't believe they only had this much money.

Others may not know, but he knows it very well.

Hong Tai has been selling his products through that videotape factory for years, so how could he only have a little over ten million in cash?

Even a guy like Ba Bi can easily come up with ten million, so this old bastard Pi Yanmei will only earn more over the years.

I wouldn't dare say more, but it's definitely over 100 million.

"You idiot, look how sensible your son is. But ten million isn't enough!"

Chen Mo pressed the cigarette butt in his hand directly onto the prince, burning him so badly that the prince screamed in pain.

"Dad, please tell them I don't want to die, Dad!"

Pipimei was furious at the Crown Prince's spineless behavior.

"No, I won't give you a single penny! I'd rather die than let you get away with this! Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve!"

"Alright, then I'll test just how hard the bones of our Hongtai Dragon Head really are!"

Chen Mo took two steps back, leaving some space.

"Ah Jin, it's all yours now!"

Gao Jin had practiced martial arts since childhood and had a deep understanding of the acupoints and meridians of the human body, so he naturally knew how to make people feel the greatest pain.

In addition, he had lived in Southeast Asia before and was familiar with some methods of torture.

Chen Mo felt very reassured entrusting this matter to him.

Chen Mo walked a little further away, listened to Chen Mei's wails, and lit a cigarette.

Before he could finish his cigarette, Gao Jin walked over.

"Brother Mo, he's willing to confess."

"Well done."

Chen Mo walked over again. At this moment, Piyanmei was soaked in cold sweat and blood, and his body was covered with bruises and wounds.

"Why didn't you cooperate earlier? Why did you have to suffer so much?"

Seeing Chen Mei's miserable state, Chen Mo shook his head.

In life, one must be pragmatic and know when to yield.

After being tortured, his anus, eyebrows, and mouth were no longer tough. He answered whatever was asked and did whatever was told.

After an hour or so, Gao Jin walked up to Chen Mo with several transfer agreements and a property list.

"Brother Mo, they're all here!"

Chen Mo took the list and carefully considered it.

The system's wealth value just increased significantly, even more than Chen Mo had expected.

After receiving the list and looking at it, I finally understood what was going on.

Pipimei laundered the money he earned from selling porn and bought a lot of properties. In addition to the detached house he currently lives in on Prince Road West, he also owns several shops on Garden Street.

However, with this transfer agreement, any lawyer could legally transfer these assets to Chen Mo's name tomorrow.

Chen Mo calculated that the value of these assets was roughly the same as the increase in his financial value.

However, there are still more than 20 million yuan of illicit money that have not been withdrawn, so the wealth value will increase again.

After calculating, Piyanmei earned nearly 200 million Hong Kong dollars from his position as the head of Hongtai.

"Those who sell their products are fucking rich, they deserve to have their whole family die!"

"Alright, let's fill the sea with those two!"

Several henchmen carried Chen Mei and Prince to the beach, then stuffed a few stones into a sack. With two "plop" sounds, Chen Mei and Prince Hongtai were no more in the Hong Kong underworld.

As the two sacks sank to the bottom of the water, Chen Mo and the others prepared to leave.

"ah--"

A woman's scream rang out behind them.

Chen Mo turned around and looked back. A woman was standing not far away, watching them with fear on her face.

The group immediately ran over and grabbed the woman.

Footsteps and a man's shout came from behind the woman.

"You bitch, don't run! Stop right there!"

Chen Mo gave Gao Jin a wink, and Gao Jin immediately stepped past the woman, grabbed a fat man who had been chasing after her, and held the knife the fat man had brought with him.

"Who are you people?"

Even though Gao Jin was choking the fat man from behind, he was still shouting.

"Shut him up!"

After Chen Mo finished speaking, one of his henchmen, who was very perceptive, walked over, found a rag, and stuffed it directly into the fat man's mouth.

At this moment, Chen Mo also got a clear look at the woman's face.

Nie Xiaoqian? No, that's not right!

Judging by his attire, could he be a student from Hong Kong?

"Hey beautiful, what's your name?"

Chen Mo gave a gentle smile and asked Gang Sheng.

"I...I'm called Gangsheng..."

"Did they smuggle themselves in from the north?"

The Hong Kong students nowadays still wear old-fashioned floral clothes and have two braids. Anyone with eyes can tell at a glance that they are mainland girls who have illegally crossed the border.

"Yes... I came to see my aunt. I didn't see anything!"

As expected, he's from Hong Kong; that fat guy must be Snakehead Wei.

Looking at the timid and hesitant Hong Kong student, Chen Mo felt a mischievous urge to tease him.

"Oh, so you saw everything! What should I do?"

"What if you go to the police station to report it? Then the police will know what we just did. Do you think I should throw you into the sea with me?"

"No! I didn't see anything, and I won't say anything!"

Now, in the eyes of Hong Kong students, Chen Mo's smile is more frightening than that of snakehead Wei.

"But I don't trust you. How about this," Chen Mo took the knife from Gao Jin and placed it in Gang Sheng's hand, "You kill this fat guy, and we'll be on the same side. That way, I'll trust you won't tell anyone, and I'll let you go. How about that?"

"No, I dare not..." Gang Sheng shook his head like a rattle drum.

Chen Mo shoved the knife into Gang Sheng's hand, stood behind her, and pulled her into his arms.

He reached out and grabbed Hong Sheng's hand holding the knife, then slowly pushed Hong Sheng toward Snakehead Wei.

"Think about it, if you hadn't met us, wouldn't you have been captured by him?"

Have you thought about what would happen to you if he caught you?

Chen Mo whispered in Gang Sheng's ear, constantly tempting him.