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After bidding farewell to Huang Siye, Mo Ming walked along the road. At this time and place, it was not easy to catch a taxi, but today he was surprisingly lucky. Mo Ming had not walked far when he spotted a taxi stopping in the distance. As the car door opened, a man wrapped in a black trench coat stepped out.
The man in black glanced around and, upon spotting Mo Ming, turned and ran away.
Initially, Mo Ming had not paid much attention to the man and was simply planning to approach the taxi. However, seeing the man run upon noticing him piqued Mo Ming's suspicion, prompting him to chase after the fleeing figure.
The man ran quickly; his frantic escape was evident. However, despite his speed, Mo Ming caught up with him in just a few minutes.
"Hey, trying to race me? You're still too green!"
Mo Ming smirked as he leaped forward and kicked the man in the waist.
Though Mo Ming's kick wasn't particularly strong, the man flew three meters before hitting the ground.
"Damn..." The man struggled to get up, reaching into his clothing as if to pull something out.
Mo Ming was quick on his feet; he rushed forward just as the man drew a black handgun from his clothes. With a swift move, Mo Ming disarmed him, snatching the gun away with lightning speed, pointing the dark muzzle directly at the man's head.
"Boss!" The man quickly glanced at Mo Ming, despair flashing across his face for an instant.
Mo Ming holstered the gun with a smile of delight and said, "Jordan, why did you run when you saw me?"
The man in black was indeed Jordan.
"I thought it was someone from the Little Green Society trying to capture me..."
Jordan's eyes sparkled with excitement as tears nearly welled up in his eyes. He hugged Mo Ming tightly and exclaimed, "Boss, it's so good to have you back..."
Hearing Jordan's words, Mo Ming understood that Jordan was a confidant of He Yunsong. Now that He Yunsong was in trouble, the members of the Little Green Society would naturally not let He Yunsong's subordinates off the hook.
"Yeah, I'm back."
Mo Ming reached out and gently patted Jordan's back, then pushed him away. Looking into his eyes, he asked, "Jordan, do you have any news about Yun Song?"
"No!"
Jordan shook his head vigorously and said, "Boss, you have to save Yun Song! I think his situation must be very dangerous right now. The Little Green Society is looking for him everywhere; I don't think he can hide for much longer..."
"Don't worry. Since I'm back, I'll do my best to find him as soon as possible."
Mo Ming nodded seriously and said, "This isn't the place for chatting. Come with me; let's find somewhere else where you can tell me more about the recent situation."
"Okay," Jordan replied.
The two had just taken a few steps when they heard the sound of an engine approaching.
Suddenly, a car appeared in front of Mo Ming and Jordan. At first, Mo Ming thought it was just a passing vehicle, but then the car charged toward them.
"Watch out!"
Mo Ming quickly pushed Jordan aside, leaped into the air, and gracefully flipped over the car before landing on the ground.
The car swiftly reversed and attempted to crash into Mo Ming again.
"Damn it, do you think you can just crash into me?"
Mo Ming quickly drew the pistol he had just taken from Jordan, not needing to aim as he shot instinctively at the vehicle.
Bang!
With just one shot, he accurately punctured the vehicle's tire.
The car suddenly blew a tire, swerving left and right before veering off the road and crashing into a tree by the roadside, coming to a stop.
"Boss, are you okay?" Jordan approached, looking him over with concern to see if Mo Ming was hurt.
"Do I look that easy to injure?"
Mo Ming shook his head and walked towards the vehicle.
"Be careful, watch out for their ambush!" Jordan warned.
Mo Ming didn't take Jordan's warning about an ambush seriously and continued striding toward the car.
Just as Jordan had predicted, when Mo Ming got close to the car door, it swung open violently, and a person jumped out, aiming a gun directly at Mo Ming.
Bang!
Another gunshot rang out.
"Ah!" A piercing scream echoed through the silent place.
Mo Ming was unharmed, but the man who attempted to ambush him had his gun hand rendered useless.
Just moments ago, he had tried to catch Mo Ming off guard and kill him, but unfortunately, he was slower than Mo Ming. Before he could pull the trigger, Mo Ming's bullet had already pierced through his hand.
The others in the car were already unconscious, but Mo Ming did not like leaving witnesses. He immediately shot each person in the vehicle.
"You want to kill me?"
Mo Ming approached the man, pressing the gun against his head. His voice was as cold as a thousand-year-old ice. "Give me one reason not to kill you."
"I... I don't have..." The poor man trembled in fear.
"I'll give you a chance to live!"
Mo Ming revealed a sinister smile. "Do you want it?"
"I want it! I really do!"
The man nodded repeatedly, but his face was filled with despair. "But I can't think of a reason..."
"Do you need me to give you a hint?"
Mo Ming aimed at the man's ear, his expression twisted in a grotesque manner, resembling a demon crawling out of hell.
"Wait, wait, I thought of a reason..."
The guy understood the implication behind Mo Ming's words. If he didn't come up with a reason, the bullet would pierce through his ear. Terrified, his face turned pale as he repeatedly shook his hands and said, "I have elderly parents and young children to support. It's not easy to earn a living... Please let me go, I promise I won't do this anymore!"
"Well, that's a decent reason."
Mo Ming's face showed a hint of satisfaction as he nodded.
"Then please let me go..." The man looked overjoyed.
"I recognize you, you bastard. You're Trash, the one who followed me back then. Now, just to gain some credit, you actually want to kill me?"
Jordan stepped forward, his face filled with anger. "Boss, people like him are a waste of resources. Don't waste your breath on him; just kill him!"
"Hey, Jordan, don't be so hasty. Since I said I'd give him a chance, I won't go back on my word."
Mo Ming chuckled sinisterly, his face once again twisted in malice. "Sorry, you're Trash, right?"
"Yes, I'm Trash," Trash nodded repeatedly.
"What you said earlier was decent, but that doesn't mean it's a reason for me not to kill you."
Bang!
In the blink of an eye, a sharp scream echoed out. Trash covered one ear with his hand, but the blood wouldn't stop flowing, seeping through the gaps between his fingers. The pain was unbearable, causing him to roll on the ground, unable to endure it.
"This is your last chance; I hope you make the most of it."
Mo Ming pressed the gun against Trash's ear once more.
Despite the pain in his ear, Trash dared not move again and forced himself to endure it.
"I really can't think of anything..."
Trash's face was filled with fear, but his mind was blank, unable to come up with any reason.
"Alright, I'll ask, and you answer."
Mo Ming's gaze sharpened with a fierce intensity as he said, "I don't like being lied to. If you do, I will make you regret coming into this world."
"You ask, and I'll tell you anything I know!" Trash nodded, his face looking exceptionally pale.
Mo Ming asked calmly, "Who sent you?"
"Yang Fan! Yang the Boss!" Trash hurriedly replied.
This wasn't surprising. With He Yunsong having become a traitor and Zhuge Sheng dead, it was only natural for Yang Fan to take charge of the Little Green Society. It made sense that he would send someone to capture He Yunsong and his trusted subordinates for revenge against Zhuge Sheng. After all, Yang Fan and He Yunsong were merely acquaintances; he wouldn't let He Yunsong off easily.
"Are there any other people nearby?"
Mo Ming stared intently into Trash's eyes, fierce like a venomous snake, and said, "Don't try to deceive me. No one can save you, and your eyes can't fool me. If you don't believe me, you can try!"
"In this situation, how could I dare to deceive you?" Trash replied with a bitter smile. "This time, we didn't inform anyone else for the sake of credit, so naturally there isn't anyone nearby..."
"One last question, where is He Yunsong now?" Mo Ming's voice turned even colder.
"How would I know..." Trash hurriedly answered. When he saw a slight change in Mo Ming's expression, he quickly added, "If I knew, I might have already caught him. How could he possibly be here?"
"Don't know?"
Mo Ming frowned and said, "I heard that Zhuge Sheng from the Little Green Society was killed in an assassination. Where is the person who assassinated Zhuge Sheng now?"
"The leader was indeed assassinated, but I really don't know much about it. How could someone in my position know such things?"
Trash thought carefully before continuing, "But I heard that the person who assassinated the leader has fled... It's said that He Yunsong was the one who killed him... Now Yang Fan sent people to capture He Yunsong and those traitors. That's all I know; please let me go. I really don't want to die."
"Alright, I've finished my questions."
Mo Ming handed the gun to Jordan and said calmly, "I keep my word; now I'll give you a chance to live."
Just when Trash thought he had escaped disaster, Mo Ming's hands shot out swiftly, grabbing Trash's wrists and directly disabling his hands. Then Mo Ming struck Trash's throat with a palm, controlling the force perfectly so that it wouldn't take Trash's life; instead, blood gushed from his mouth, and even the sound of his painful cries changed.
There is no doubt that Mo Ming has ruined his hands and throat.
"The one who betrayed the boss deserves to die, but now... it would actually be better if he were dead."
Mo Ming looked emotionlessly at the man lying on the ground and turned to leave with Jordan.
No matter who had attempted to assassinate Zhuge Sheng, as long as Mo Ming knew he was safe, that was all that mattered. At this moment, He Yunsong should not have fallen into the hands of the Little Green Society, so he was temporarily safe. Mo Ming just needed to find him quickly. He contacted Silver Wolf and headed towards the basement with Jordan.
Through the phone, Silver Wolf informed Mo Ming that he had no news about He Yunsong either. However, he had sent many new members of "Yihun" to gather information and that Nüe had already sent people to lurk around the Little Green Society.
If there were any signs of He Yunsong, Nüe would be able to act quickly to rescue him. Mo Ming felt quite assured about Nüe's abilities. Although Nüe was not invincible, he was secretive in his actions and strong in power, giving Mo Ming a feeling similar to Liufeng.
Not long after Mo Ming and Jordan left, a figure emerged from the shadows. Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, a sinister smile appeared on his lips as he said, "This kid has some skills; reaching this level at such a young age is interesting, very interesting."
After speaking, the figure disappeared again.
If Mo Ming had known, he would have been greatly surprised. In fact, this figure had been lurking nearby for a long time without him noticing. The hiding ability of this figure was indeed somewhat frightening.
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