It's already 2026, how can we still talk about having many children and having many blessings?

Gu Qingyao frowned and said coldly, "We don't need bodyguards, please get out of the car."

Her tone was very authoritative; most people would have been intimidated by it.

But these people are clearly not ordinary people.

"Beautiful ladies, it's not safe here. We're just looking out for you. Please sit down. Da Lu, drive and get the beautiful ladies and handsome gentlemen safely to their destination."

"Okay."

Gu Qingyao's expression changed drastically. "Who...who are you? What do you want?"

She had already sensed that something was wrong.

"We want to get off the bus."

The bodyguard sitting in the back seat turned cold, took out a dagger, and held it to Gu Qingyao's neck.

"Stop talking nonsense and come with us."

"You..." Gu Qingyao took a deep breath, remaining calm. "You're after money, aren't you? How much money do you want? Name your price, and I'll give it to you. Just let us go, and we won't call the police."

"Hehe, once we get you to your destination, we can have as much as we want."

Gu Qingyao's expression changed completely. "You're here for me?"

"Heh, not bad at all."

Chen Mo pretended to be terrified.

But they had already used X-ray vision to scan the car and the people inside.

Besides the burly man in the back seat holding a dagger, the burly man in the passenger seat had a rectangular object in his pocket, which was probably a stun gun.

Under the driver's seat, there was a black cloth strip, and inside the strip was a dark, grimy object.

Grass!

These people are definitely professionals.

It was premeditated, organized, and armed.

He glanced at the burly man in the back seat out of the corner of his eye.

The other person had already removed the dagger and was playing with it in their hand, staring intently at Gu Qingyao, completely ignoring her.

This is also normal.

Chen Mo doesn't look particularly strong.

In the eyes of such people, he is probably just an extra item that comes with a "buy one get one free" offer.

This is precisely Chen Mo's greatest advantage.

In "Modern Fighting Mastery," there is a special section on "counter-attacks inside vehicles."

Three scenarios: the driver is controlled, the rear passengers are controlled, or the passenger is sandwiched in the middle.

The current arrangement is that the driver is in the front seat, there is a big man in the passenger seat, he is on the left in the back seat, Gu Qingyao is in the middle, and there is a big man on the right.

This layout is advantageous to him.

Because the big man's attention was all on Gu Qingyao, no one was watching him.

He only needs to solve two problems.

How to quickly subdue three people in a confined space without harming Gu Qingyao, and how to stop the car before it goes out of control.

The car had been driving for more than ten minutes, and the streetlights were becoming fewer and fewer.

Chen Mo agreed to this path.

This road leads towards Jiegao, but it's not the main road to the border trade zone; it's a more secluded side road.

Further ahead are the villages near the border.

There is no time.

Chen Mo took a deep breath.

Then it moved.

He brought his right hand together into a chopstick and, taking advantage of the vehicle's swaying motion, slashed sharply at the neck of the burly man on his right.

In modern combat techniques, there is a move called "carotid sinus compression".

It doesn't require much force; just a precise strike to the side of the neck can cause a sudden drop in blood pressure and interrupt blood flow to the brain, causing the person to lose consciousness within two seconds.

The big man's eyes widened suddenly, and he opened his mouth as if to make a sound, but nothing came out.

His body stiffened for a moment, then he slumped softly towards Gu Qingyao.

Gu Qingyao turned her head abruptly, her face filled with terror.

She saw that the big man had his eyes closed, his mouth slightly open, and he was not moving.

Before she could react, Chen Mo had already sidestepped her, using his left hand to brace himself against the back of her seat, while his right hand reached directly to the front, grabbing the back of the big man's head and slamming him hard against the car window.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The glass didn't break, but the big man's forehead hit it, and he was instantly stunned.

His hand instinctively reached into his pocket to touch the stun gun.

Chen Mo did not give him a chance.

He loosened his right hand from the back of his head, then formed a fist, with his thumb hooked onto the second joint of his index and middle fingers.

This is the standard grip for bare-knuckle punches, which protects the hand bones while concentrating power on the smallest possible contact area.

Two punches.

The first punch landed on the back of the big man's ear.

The second punch landed on his neck, on the side of his Adam's apple.

No sound.

The big man's eyes rolled back, and he slumped forward as if he had lost all power, his forehead hitting the dashboard, and he remained motionless.

The driver reacted quickly.

He saw everything in the rearview mirror, his pupils contracted sharply, he slammed the car to the side of the road, and then bent down to reach for the black cloth bag under the seat.

But it was too late.

Chen Mo was too fast.

Chen Mo had already leaned out of the back seat and reached the front, grabbing the driver's right hand with his left and twisting it outwards sharply.

A "click" sound.

It's the sound of a joint misalignment.

Before the driver could even scream, Chen Mo had already grabbed his chin with his right hand and pushed him up, forcing the back of his head firmly against the headrest.

"Don't move."

Chen Mo's voice was calm.

The driver's other hand was hanging in mid-air, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He dared not move.

He felt a terrifying power in Chen Mo's fingers, a power that could snap his neck before he could make a move.

The entire process takes no more than eight seconds.

The carriage was eerily quiet.

Gu Qingyao sat in the back seat, her body stiff, her lips trembling slightly.

She watched Chen Mo's back as he held the driver's chin with one hand and took the black cloth bag from the driver's hand with the other.

"What are you staring at? Call the police!"

"Oh...oh oh."

Gu Qingyao frantically pulled out her phone and dialed 110.

The call was connected.

"Hello, I...I am here..."

She was trembling and her words were incoherent.

Even someone as composed as her panicked completely.

Chen Mo took the phone from her hand.

"Hello, I am Chen, the bodyguard of the chairman of Ningcheng Shengheng Group. We just arrived at Ruili Airport and got into a white car. Three criminals in the car attempted to kidnap us."

"The three criminals are currently under my control, and the vehicle is parked at..."

He glanced at the road sign.

"Southbound on xx Road, approximately two kilometers from the Ruili River Bridge. White Toyota Alphard, license plate number Yun N·XXXXX."

"The three suspects were all carrying controlled knives and stun guns, and a handgun was also hidden in the car."

The dispatcher on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered.

"Mr. Chen, please remain calm and try to subdue the assailant. We will arrange for police assistance immediately..."

"Holy crap, it's too late."

Chen Mo looked past the steering wheel at the road ahead.

In the distance, two SUVs were approaching from the opposite direction.

The high beams flickered briefly, then dimmed simultaneously.

Chen Mo's X-ray vision penetrated the bodies of the two cars.

There are four people in each car.

"They're here. Two cars, eight men, and they're armed."

He knocked the driver unconscious, opened the car door, got out, opened the driver's side door, grabbed the driver, and threw him into the passenger seat.

He immediately got in, started the car, and turned it around.

"I'm now driving the thugs' car into the city. I'll have my boss turn on the navigation and set up roadblocks in the city to meet them."

"Yes, sir. We have already notified the local police stations along the route, and they will set up a checkpoint at the XX intersection in as little as five minutes."

Chen Mo got in and turned the car around.

Running towards the border would be like walking into a trap; there are police and surveillance cameras in the city…

The Toyota Alphard's 3.5L engine let out a low roar, and the car swerved sharply, rushing towards the road it had come from.