In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

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One day after the wedding.

The school beauty ran to Ye Chen in tears, "Xiao Chen, I've actually fallen in love with you a long time ago..."

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Chapter 210: Hangzhou, Wushan Residence

On the plane a few days later.

Wu Xie looked helplessly at Su Mo and the four fierce generals. He didn't expect that Su Mo would take his joke seriously.

Su Mo actually came to Hangzhou.

"Master Su..."

Wu Xie said casually, "You've never been to Hangzhou before, have you? This is a great opportunity to explore..."

Su Mo nodded slightly, "Your grandfather left me his business card back then, saying that if I came to Hangzhou, I should mention his name, but I was too busy at the time and really couldn't find the time..."

"..."

Wu Xie was dumbfounded; he had no idea that his grandfather and Su Mo had such a story.

Su Mo chuckled lightly, "You don't know your grandfather very well, do you?"

Wu Xie nodded. Indeed, in his memory, his grandfather was just an ordinary old man who smoked a pipe and kept a few dogs by his side.

But... the older I get, the more horrified I become about my grandfather's life.

Wu Laogou of the Nine Gates is an old friend of Zhang Dafoye and has an inextricable connection with Huo Laotai.

Because of that purge, the other members of the Nine Gates either died, fled, or surrendered, but only his grandfather lived out his old age in Hangzhou, leading a peaceful and undisturbed life.

Despite his seemingly thin and frail appearance, even his unruly third uncle and his deep and reserved second uncle dared not underestimate him.

Su Mo said, "Your grandfather was wise in his apparent foolishness, a rare sage among the Nine Gates, and your third uncle completely inherited this trait..."

"To be honest, in my opinion, your Wu family is the number one family among the Nine Gates..."

Wu Xie was surprised and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Master Su..."

Chaos then walked over, "We're almost at Hangzhou Airport..."

Su Mo loosened his limbs and then stood up.

Although he had come to Hangzhou, he still sent Lao Hu and the others back to Yanjing due to company business, family and other factors.

Su Mo only brought four fierce generals with him on this trip.

Of course, we must mention Zhang Qiling, a frequent visitor to the missing persons list. In the blink of an eye, he has disappeared again.

However, people are already used to this and are no longer surprised by it.

Let's go...

The plane landed, and everyone disembarked.

Chaos had intended for the company's head of management to pick him up at the airport, but as soon as the call was connected, he heard a shout from inside the airport.

"Young Master San!"

Everyone subconsciously looked up and discovered that the person who had come was Pan Zi.

Wu Xie waved excitedly, "Pan Zi!"

Pan Zi walked over and was startled when he saw Su Mo, Hun Dun, and the others. "Master Su... what brings you here?"

Su Mo had a good impression of Pan Zi; he was sincere and a man who dared to fight and take risks.

Su Mo said, "Come and rest for a few days..."

"Ha ha!"

Pan Zi quickly regained his composure. "Alright, alright, come on, give me your luggage, I'll arrange the best hotel in Hangzhou for you..."

"No, no need..."

Su Mo shook his head, a faint glint of light shimmering in his bright pupils. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I'll stay at Wu Shan Ju..."

"Okay, no problem..."

Panzi didn't think much of it, nodded, and started packing his luggage.

“Pan Zi…”

Wu Xie asked worriedly, "Do you have any news about my third uncle?"

Pan Zi shook his head directly, "No, Third Master hasn't contacted me since he disappeared..."

Wu Xie sighed, feeling quite helpless. Where on earth had his third uncle gone?

Seeing that there were many people, Panzi took out his phone and called another car. The two cars and six people set off together.

After about half an hour's journey, the group finally arrived at their final destination - Wushan Residence!

But as soon as I got out of the car, I saw that there were fifty or sixty men dressed in black gathered at the entrance of Wushanju.

"That's... Third Master's eldest nephew..."

"Wu Xie, it's Wu Xie!"

Upon seeing Wu Xie and his group, the fifty or sixty people at the entrance swarmed around them.

Seeing this, the four villains, led by Chaos, shielded Su Mo behind them to prevent them from suddenly attacking and harming him.

"Young Master, your third uncle promised to settle the payment for my construction project, it's only a little over ten million..."

"Young Master, last month I handed over quite a few antiques to you. According to custom, he should give me 20% of the profits..."

"Young Master, the gang members are waiting for dinner..."

Everyone was talking at once, like a bustling market.

Pan Zi's expression changed, and he roared, "Insolence! Third Master has only been gone for a few days, are you trying to rebel?"

"..."

Everyone seemed quite wary of Pan Zi, remaining silent for a moment.

"Pan Zi!"

Just then, a middle-aged man dressed in a Tang suit walked over, followed by an elderly man with gray hair and a hooked nose.

Upon seeing these two, Pan Zi's expression instantly turned ugly.

The middle-aged man in a Tang suit smiled and said, "I heard that Third Master went to the Xisha Islands to raid tombs and never returned. Aren't you all worried about Third Master's safety?"

Taotie, standing to the side, lowered his voice, "Master Su, this man's nickname is Song Shishang, a notoriously ruthless figure under Wu Sansheng's control..."

Su Mo remained expressionless. "So... this is a coup?"

Taotie nodded. "That's right. This person must have heard some rumors and guessed that Wu Sansheng died in Xisha, so he wants to take the opportunity to seize the business and territory under the Wu family!"

"The tomb raiding business operates in a gray area, so this kind of thing is actually quite common..."

"..."

Su Mo remained silent.

"Song Dynasty Fashion..."

Pan Zi retorted angrily, "Third Master has never treated you badly before. You led men to besiege Wu Shan Ju, and this is how you repay Third Master?"

As he spoke, Pan Zi made a gesture of drawing his gun behind his back with his right hand.

"Humph!"

However, the old man with a hooked nose behind Song Shishao snorted coldly and knocked Pan Zi to the ground with a grappling move.

The old man was incredibly fast; apart from Su Mo and the four fierce generals, no one else noticed when he made his move.

Chaos's expression turned solemn. "He's a master!"

With Pan Zi in one hand, the old man seemed unsatisfied, so he turned his right fist into a claw and grabbed at Wu Xie's neck.

"Young Master San!"

Pan Zi's expression changed, "Run!"

A hint of mockery flashed in the old man's eyes, and he immediately increased the pressure in his hand by three points.

This move is extremely insidious; if he manages to land a blow, that would be disastrous.

Chaos knew something was wrong, and before Su Mo could speak, it appeared in front of Wu Xie.

Chaos unleashed a punch, its power and ferocity unmatched!

The old man was surprised and adopted a defensive stance. In just half a minute, the two exchanged more than thirty moves, going back and forth without showing any sign of being evenly matched.

"Song Dynasty Fashion..."

Pan Zi escaped and quickly drew the pistol from his waist.

At this moment, both sides had completely broken off all pretense. Song Shishao was too lazy to pretend anymore. He waved his hand, and the fifty or sixty men in black who had been collecting debts pulled out their pistols and pointed them at Pan Zi, Wu Xie, Su Mo, and the others.

"..."

The scene was extremely somber and tense.

Seeing this, Chaos panicked. He stopped fighting the old man and leaped back to Su Mo's side. "Bastards, do you know who we are?"

As he spoke, Chaos pulled out his name card from his pocket and threw it at Song Shih-ming's face, "Open your dog eyes and see who I am?"

Even now, Chaos still dares not reveal Su Mo's identity.

After all, being watched by more than fifty pistols would damage Su Mo's prestige if word got out.

Therefore, Chaos had no choice but to take out his own name card.