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

About seven or eight minutes later, a car arrived at the entrance of the tavern.

Several little girls walked up, one of whom was Nannan, and the rest seemed to be Nannan's classmates.

Seeing that Nannan was safe and sound, Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief. "I won't kill you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haiqiao beamed with joy.

"but,"

Su Mo changed the subject, "This isn't over yet. Send me a message: I want the manager of the Zhang family overseas to personally go to Yanjing to apologize..."

Zhang Haiqiao was stunned, and hurriedly said, "Master Su, this whole thing started because of me alone, it has nothing to do with the Zhang family overseas..."

Su Mo shook his head. "The Zhang family either has to give up their betting business in China or they have to go and apologize. There's no room for negotiation!"

After saying that, Su Mo led Nannan and the others straight away from the tavern.

Zhang Haiqiao stood there, stunned, his face turning pale with fear.

……

A few hours later, a private jet landed at the Northeast Airport.

More than a hundred men in black suits came down from upstairs, led by Old Hu and Fatty.

"Master Su..."

"Master Su..."

Upon seeing Su Mo, these men in black, who exuded a fierce aura and were clearly no good people, stood ramrod straight, looking as docile as mice seeing a cat.

Su Mo nodded, not saying much, but turned to Yingzi and Nannan and said, "You two can take a plane back to Yanjing, everything is fine here..."

How could nothing be wrong? Seeing these hundred-plus strong men, Yingzi wasn't stupid; she immediately understood what was happening. She hesitated, then said, "We..."

Su Mo patted Yingzi on the shoulder, "It's okay, let's go home!"

Yingzi sighed and led her daughter onto the plane.

Before boarding the plane, Nannan turned back to look at her father one last time.

Su Mo waved his hand and laughed, "Hurry home!"

Nannan nodded emphatically.

As soon as the plane disappeared into the clouds, Su Mo's smile vanished instantly. "How many people came this time?"

The fat man stated frankly, "More than 120 people, each one of whom is a top-notch fighter in the company, many of whom can even withstand hundreds of moves from Chaos and Qiongqi!"

"it is good!"

Su Mo nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze back to the more than one hundred men in black. He then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and had Fatty and Old Hu distribute them to the group.

"Wow, being able to smoke Master Su's cigarettes, I'd die happy!"

"Haha, Master Su doesn't smoke, but he bought us a carton of cigarettes today. Looks like he's got something big to do..."

Several carefree men in black laughed on the spot, which immediately eased the atmosphere considerably.

Su Mo said, "Before sunrise tomorrow, I will not allow a single one of Zhang Haiqiao's gambling operations to continue operating!"

The men in black laughed loudly, "Master Su, what are you saying!"

"I thought it was something serious. Is it really that simple?"

"Brothers, did you hear what Master Su said?"

"Roger that!"

……

With Su Mo's command!

As night fell, Zhang Haiqiao's entire network of passes in Northeast China was subjected to a brutal attack!

Su Mo brought more than a hundred men in black from Yanjing and they took over a hundred betting odds!

The entire Northeast was utterly silent!

Chapter 291: The Zhang Family and the Wang Family

Shenyang

Inside a high-end villa.

Everywhere you look, there's a mess!

The cries of agony were incessant.

The spent shell casings scattered on the ground prove that a fierce battle had taken place here!

"Grass!"

A man in a black suit came out, spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and muttered, "Damn, that's disgusting..."

Another man in black approached. "What's going on?"

"When I went in, the person in charge of this gambling den was having sex with a young woman... a 200-pound fat guy, his thing was the size of a little finger, and he was playing with two of them!"

"Hahaha…"

"Alright, alright, next betting session. Don't delay Master Su's important business!"

"Damn it, Zhang Haiqiao's men have occupied Northeast China for years. I thought they were really good fighters, but they're as weak as chicks!"

It wasn't just the Shenyang betting platform; over a hundred betting platforms under Zhang Haiqiao's control were completely wiped out!

The entire antique trade knows that the Northeast is about to undergo a major change!

In just one night, the matter fermented and quickly spread like wildfire, shocking the entire Northeast.

Su Mo!

People call him Master Su!

The leading antique dealer!

Many antique dealers in Northeast China have heard of his reputation.

However, in Northeast China, Zhang Haiqiao had been in charge of the antique business for many years, and through various means, he had already turned the Northeast into an impregnable fortress!

Over the years, no bigwig from any side has been able to bring goods to the antique market.

Having been based in Northeast China for many years, Zhang Haiqiao's reputation on this black soil was actually no worse than Su Mo's.

Su Mo, this dragon crossing the river, is colliding head-on with Zhang Haiqiao, this local giant. Some busybodies in Northeast China thought this would be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.

But only one night!

Zhang Haiqiao, who was at the height of his power, was like a paper tiger, easily defeated!

Whether in terms of prestige or strength, Zhang Haiqiao's fortunes plummeted!

.........

Just when the entire antique world in Northeast China was shrouded in a heavy gloom.

Zhang Haiqiao, the person involved, was more nervous than anyone else.

The tragic deaths of the Five Animals!

The odds have been picked!

This is an irreversible fact.

Zhang Haiqiao couldn't change it, but another thing made him particularly uneasy—the attitude of the Zhang family overseas towards him.

Before the last century, the Northeast region had always been within the Zhang family's sphere of influence.

Later, with the disintegration of the Zhang family and subsequent historical factors in China, the Zhang family members moved far away from their hometowns.

The area of ​​Northeast China is twice that of Japan and 7.6 times that of South Korea.

Despite the vastness of the land, the Zhang family has never given up on this place.

As a member of the Zhang family overseas, Zhang Haiqiao returned to Northeast China on a secret family order, and then began to manage the Northeast with the financial support of the family.

It just so happens that China's economic situation is very good.

As the saying goes, gold is valued in times of chaos, while antiques are valued in times of prosperity. After more than a decade of hard work, his business in Northeast China alone far exceeds his total overseas assets.

The conditions Su Mo offered effectively gave him and Zhang Haiqiao, as well as the overseas Zhang family behind him, a firm grip on their power.

Giving up the business here is tantamount to the Zhang family cutting off their own arm!

To plead guilty with a bundle of thorns on one's back...that would be incredibly shameful!

With a mix of trepidation and anxiety, Zhang Haiqiao made the overseas call and reported the situation on the other end.

"..."

After a brief silence, Zhang Haiqiao was quickly met with a torrent of curses from the other end of the phone, "You fool..."

"You're fucking trying to hit on Su Mo..."

"Last time, he almost ground Zhang Qishan's body to dust..."

"How do you compare to Zhang Qishan? How do you compare to the Nine Gates?"

Zhang Haiqiao felt a sudden tremor in his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. He naturally knew about Zhang Dafoye, who belonged to the "Shan" generation.

Previously, many overseas Zhang families did not dare to set foot in Yanjing easily.

Mountains and seas are separated by a thousand years, and the sorrow remains unseen!

The meeting between Shan and Hai foreshadowed the eventual disintegration of the Zhang family and the complete demise of their bloodline!

Zhang Haiqiao asked in a trembling voice, "Uncle, what about Su Mo's 'pleading guilty with thorns on his back'?"

"..."

The old man on the other end of the phone fell silent again.

a long time!

The old man continued, "This matter isn't urgent..."