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"I actually find it a bit strange. Why did someone follow right after the boss arrived? Isn't that too coincidental?" Poisonous Madness nodded and said, "Moreover, I don't think that guy Tate would send his own nephew on such a dangerous mission. After all, he must know how capable the boss is."
"Yes, Poisonous Madness is right. The situation is too coincidental, almost as if it was tailor-made for you, making it hard to believe it's just a coincidence." Mo Ming recalled Maurel's last words, 'Actually, I am...' What was he? What truth was Maurel about to reveal before being assassinated?
No matter how Mo Ming thought about it, he couldn't make sense of it. If Maurel was Tate's nephew, who would be afraid of him leaking any secrets that they had to kill him to silence him?
If the opponent was Tate, then Mo Ming needed to be more cautious. After all, someone who could kill their own nephew was not far from being a psychopathic murderer—perhaps he already was!
"So what do you plan to do, boss?" Lion pondered for a moment and smiled, "Anyway, we will follow your lead. Just tell us what to do; we won't hesitate even if it means facing mountains of knives or seas of fire."
"What I mean is to hold off for now and investigate thoroughly first." On the way here, Mo Ming had already planned to do this—not out of fear of Tate but because he didn't want to act rashly and make unnecessary sacrifices like a reckless fool.
Whenever Tate's name came up, Song En gritted his teeth in anger, his fists clenched tightly. From the conversation between Mo Ming and Poisonous Madness, it was clear that the mastermind behind Boss's murder was Tate!
Poisonous Madness noticed the rage emanating from Song En and sighed as he patted Song En's shoulder. "Song En, I know Boss's death has hit you hard. However, I hope you won't let hatred control you; that would be detrimental to your future development."
"The one who killed Boss is that bastard Tate! Shouldn't we take some action to avenge him?" Song En's emotions were running high as he stared at Poisonous Madness with red-rimmed eyes, his expression showing pain.
"We will definitely avenge Boss. I promise you that if this is indeed the work of that old monster Tate, we won't let him go." Poisonous Madness said seriously, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. He also felt regret over Boss's death and somewhat regretted staying at Song En's house.
"Alright, Poison Brother. With your word, I feel reassured. I will listen to you." Song En nodded stubbornly. The loss of a loved one caused this young boy great pain but made him stronger as if he had grown up overnight.
"Lion, you stay here with Song En and wait for my orders. Enchantress, you will stay by my side and pretend to be my secretary." Mo Ming had a plan in mind and said to Poisonous Madness, "You select a few capable hands to secretly protect us in case the opponent notices us."
After briefly outlining the plan, Poisonous Madness and the others understood Mo Ming's intentions; no one opposed it; everyone agreed.
...
In Myanmar's second-largest city, Mandalay, inside a luxurious bar, Mo Ming entered with the alluringly dressed Enchantress. They immediately attracted countless gazes; wherever a beautiful woman went, she became the center of attention. Moreover, the Enchantress not only looked stunning but also moved in a seductive manner.
"Enchantress, tone it down a bit; don't provoke the men's hormones too much, or we might have unnecessary trouble," Mo Ming said, feeling a bit frustrated by the hostile and jealous glances around him.
However, Enchantress showed no signs of restraint. With a charming smile, she replied, "Boss, I'm sorry, but looking this good is not my fault. I can't help it if I attract attention."
"Uh, I'm starting to regret having you around," Mo Ming said with a wry smile, shaking his head. He ignored Enchantress and sat down in a spot, ordering a few bottles of wine. After scanning the area, he casually asked Enchantress, "So, did you notice that person when we came in?"
"Oh, there are plenty of men here, but I didn't spot that one," Enchantress said with a seductive smile as her eyes roamed the room. "Boss, could it be that the information is wrong? Maybe he's not here tonight at all?"
"Don't worry; the information is definitely correct. Let's just wait patiently."
Before long, the waiter brought the drinks, and Seductive used the excuse of needing to find someone to go out and have fun. Mo Ming felt speechless about such a vixen as he sipped his drink while waiting for their target.
Tonight's target was Taylor, the son of Tate. At twenty-five years old, he had inherited Tate's ruthless nature and was the designated heir. Many of Tate's businesses were now managed by Taylor.
After finishing a bottle of wine, Enchantress returned with a smile on her lips. "Boss, that guy is coming over. He really looks good; just wait and see how I’ll entice him."
"Don't do anything reckless; he's not someone to underestimate. If you throw yourself at him too openly, he might catch on. Just play it cool and act according to the situation, understood?" Mo Ming warned her with a raised eyebrow before taking another sip of his drink.
Taylor walked in wearing a white suit, his tall figure resembling a bamboo pole. His slick hairstyle left his forehead exposed; he looked quite handsome. However, beneath that attractive exterior lay a fierce glint in his eyes.
Two muscular men with tattooed arms flanked him. Mo Ming had their profiles; they were Taylor's capable aides—Zuo Tai and Right Tai—who had solid skills and had trained in Muay Thai since childhood. Their leg strength could kick down a tree as thick as a bowl.
"Young Master Taylor, it's rare for you to come tonight. Would you like me to prepare a VIP room for you and arrange for some company?" The manager of Honma Bar approached Taylor with gleaming eyes as if he had seen a fortune.
"No need; I just want to drink in the main hall," Taylor waved his hand dismissively. "Just bring me the fine wine I have stored here; no need to bring anyone over tonight; I just want to drink."
Upon hearing Taylor's words, the manager quickly went to fetch the wine without saying more. Meanwhile, Taylor sat back in his seat with his hands clasped together, glancing around until his gaze finally landed on Mo Ming's direction.
"Boss, did you see that? No need for me to make a move; he's already hooked," Enchantress said proudly as she showcased her unique allure to Taylor, who responded with a sly smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
Before the manager returned with the drinks, Taylor stood up and walked towards Mo Ming, with Zuo You Tai following closely behind. The wary hostility from the two made Mo Ming furrow his brows; had his identity been exposed?
"May I know how to address you?" Upon reaching Mo Ming, Taylor still wore a mischievous smile, which relieved Mo Ming as it seemed the other party did not harbor any suspicions.
"Oh, young man, you are quite handsome."
The Enchantress shot a seductive glance at Taylor, but to her surprise, he completely ignored her and instead said to Mo Ming, "The first time I saw you, I thought you were someone who could achieve great things. Are you from out of town?"
"Taylor, you bastard! I refuse to believe I can't tempt you!" This was the first time the Enchantress had been so coldly treated by a man, which made her somewhat irritated. However, she maintained an even more alluring smile and said, "Yes, he is my boss, Ginger Dust Jiang Zong. He plans to develop real estate here."
"Oh, Jiang Zong! No wonder you have an extraordinary aura; you're quite the big boss." The corners of Taylor's mouth lifted higher as he introduced himself, "I'm Taylor. It's a pleasure to meet you."
A flash of anger mixed with embarrassment crossed the Enchantress's eyes as she silently cursed: "Is this Taylor impotent? How dare he ignore my allure? It infuriates me! No man has ever resisted my charm!"
Mo Ming felt somewhat frustrated by Taylor's attitude but still managed a faint smile as he shook hands with Taylor. "Young Master Taylor, may I ask what brings you to me?"
"I find you quite agreeable and thought we could share a few drinks and have a good chat," Taylor replied with a slight smile while glancing at the empty seat beside him. "I hope you don't mind if I sit here?"
"Of course not! It's rare for Young Master Taylor to grace us with your presence; how could I refuse?" Mo Ming gestured for him to take a seat. "Please sit down, Young Master Taylor. I hope we can enjoy our conversation and drinks tonight."
At that moment, the manager personally brought over a bottle of fine wine that had been stored for many years.
"Young Master Taylor, here is the fine wine you have kept here. Please enjoy it at your leisure; I won’t disturb your drinking. If you need anything, just call out; I'll be listening."
Taylor ignored the manager and uncorked the wine himself, pouring a glass for Mo Ming. "Jiang Zong, please give it a try. I think this wine is quite good; it's strong enough to leave one in a daze after a few cups."
"Is that so?" Mo Ming smiled and immediately downed the glass in one go. He indeed felt a rush of heat surge to his head. "Not bad; this wine is indeed strong. Just one cup and I'm already feeling a bit lightheaded."
"Haha! Jiang Zong is quite straightforward! You're a friend worth having. If there's anything you need from me, just say the word. I can't promise anything elsewhere, but here in this place, there’s nothing I can't handle!" Taylor laughed heartily and took a swig from his glass.
"Oh? I wonder if what you said is true?" Mo Ming asked with a hint of delight in his eyes.
"Of course it's true. As the son of General Tait, how could I possibly deceive you? Go ahead, I'm listening. As long as it doesn't infringe on my interests, anything is fine!" Taylor nodded seriously.
"You mean General Tait from the Golden Triangle?" Mo Ming feigned surprise, and he really did have a bit of that vibe. If Mo Ming were willing to act, the title of Best Actor would surely belong to him.
Taylor proudly nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."
"So you're General Tait's son! No wonder I felt a special aura when I first saw you," Mo Ming exclaimed. "I never expected to meet you here and even share a drink with you. What a blessing for Jiang."
"Jiang Zong, you don't need to flatter me so much. You still haven't told me if you have any business to attend to," Taylor shook his head and said. "Jiang Zong is a real estate developer; are you here to develop real estate?"
"Not entirely. I mainly want to start a tourism business here. Unfortunately, after wandering around for several days, I still haven't found suitable land. If this drags on any longer, I might get dismissed."
Mo Ming sighed heavily, raising his glass and downing it in one go. At this moment, he acted as if he was drinking away his sorrows, which left the Enchantress beside him utterly astonished.
She never expected that this big shot could act so convincingly; if she hadn't known some information, she might have been deceived as well.
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