Chapter 1: Murder

 Over the Pacific Ocean, a white Boeing 747 was flying steadily at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

Inside the cabin, most of the passengers had fallen asleep. Chen Mo was sitting by the window, looking at the clouds outside.

The tall and straight figure under his shirt, the tough and resolute face, and the sharp gaze reflected on the porthole caused the two girls sitting next to him to be unable to help themselves but steal glances at him from time to time and whisper to each other.

In a place where the two of them couldn't see, a silver lighter that shouldn't have passed the security check appeared in Chen Mo's hand from time to time and then disappeared in an instant.

This was a flight from Bin City to Los Angeles. Most of the passengers on the plane were overseas for business trips or to visit relatives, but Chen Mo was on the run!

Half a month ago, Chen Mo's grandfather, Chen Jingde, went out for a walk at night. He happened to see a black luxury car run a red light and hit a young woman who was crossing the road with a little girl.

The woman seemed to be seriously injured. She lay on the ground in pain, unable to move. The little girl was terrified. She squatted beside her mother and cried loudly.

At this time, the window of the luxury car that caused the accident was lowered. The driver was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes. He looked like a successful upper-class person, but his red face was full of contempt and insolence.

"Do you want to die? Are you blind? "The man scolded angrily. A strong smell of alcohol permeated the air.

Zhou Tianhao had just finished a cocktail party. He was a little drunk, so he left his bodyguards and sped on the road alone. He was having a great time.

Zhou Tianhao cursed for a while. He stepped on the gas and was about to leave. He didn't think it was a big deal. He just needed to pay more money.

"What are you doing?" Chen Jingde stopped the car and said angrily, "You hit someone and you want to run away?"

Zhou Tianhao saw that he was stopped and scolded impatiently, "Old man! Get out of my way! I don't have time to waste with you! "

As he spoke, he stepped on the accelerator again. The engine roared. He hadn't had enough racing yet.

Chen Jingde was not moved. He had been in the army, and he was a man of integrity. He would not let this happen.

"Stop the car!"

Seeing Chen Jingde standing in front of the car, Zhou Tianhao was so angry that his red face became even more ferocious.

"You won't let me? Good! I'll make you lie down too! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the black luxury car suddenly started. The engine roared as it charged forward. The excellent acceleration allowed the car to soar instantly.

Chen Jingde couldn't dodge in time and was sent flying. He fell heavily to the ground and lost consciousness.

"Haha! Old bastard! You're courting death! "

Looking at Chen Jingde who was lying on the ground, the middle-aged man laughed wildly. He stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

"Creak! — — "

A sudden braking sound could be heard not far away.

Chen Mo stepped on the brakes and stopped in place. The scene in front of him made his eyes pop out of their sockets, and the killing intent in his heart rose uncontrollably.

As soon as he received the call from Chen Jingde, Chen Mo immediately rushed over. He saw Chen Jingde standing in front of a luxury car from afar.

Chen Mo was about to step on the gas when the car suddenly accelerated and rammed into Chen Jingde. Chen Mo had no time to react, and could only watch as Chen Jingde was sent flying.

Chen Mo's face was filled with murderous intent as he got out of the car and stared coldly at Zhou Tianhao, who was standing at the corner of the road. Zhou Tianhao's face was filled with arrogance as he rolled down the window. A cold and sharp knife appeared in his hand.

Zhou Tianhao, who was driving, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. It was as if he was being watched by something terrifying. But soon, the feeling disappeared. Zhou Tianhao cursed, rolled up the window, and stepped on the gas pedal and sped away.

Looking at the two people lying on the ground and the crying little girl, Chen Mo suppressed his killing intent and put away the throwing knife.

Now was not the time. Saving people was more important. He would deal with this later.

…

Hospital.

Intensive Care Unit, ICU.

After the operation, Chen Jingde was wrapped in thick gauze and lying unconscious on the hospital bed. He was connected to all kinds of monitoring equipment, and a ventilator was inserted into his mouth.

Chen Jingde had multiple fractures all over his body, and the most serious one was intracranial hemorrhage. He had lost consciousness and was in a vegetative state. He even needed a ventilator to keep him breathing.

In fact, he was using money to keep himself alive in the ICU. When he ran out of money, the tubes would be pulled out, and he would be declared dead.

The ICU cost a few thousand yuan a day, and with Chen Mo's family's savings, it would not last long. As for Zhou Tianhao, he might not be able to save Chen Jingde's life right away.

Even if he went to court, he would not be sentenced to death. This was unacceptable to Chen Mo. A debt of blood must be paid with blood!

It's time for us to settle the score!

…

Three days later.

Two o 'clock in the morning. Dark clouds covered the moon.

Outside Zhou Tianhao's luxurious villa in the suburbs.

The slightly chilly wind rustled the treetops, and the leaves rustled. Under the street lights, a mottled shadow was cast.

In a corner where the street lights could not reach, Chen Mo appeared at the foot of the fence. He was wearing a black suit and a cap.

The villa was not small, and the fence was more than four meters high. Normal people would not be able to climb over it.

Looking up at the tall fence, Chen Mo lowered his cap and took a few steps back. Suddenly, he ran up and jumped up. His feet kicked the wall a few times, and then he put his hands on the top of the wall to support himself. He leaned his body sideways and easily climbed over the fence.

Before he landed on the ground, a throwing knife appeared in Chen Mo's hand. The moment he landed, Chen Mo waved his right hand, and a cold light flashed to the side. In the shadow of the night, a tall and ferocious black Tibetan mastiff opened its mouth and was about to pounce.

"Puchi!"

Before the Tibetan mastiff could roar, the cold light flashed and disappeared. The 20 centimeter long throwing knife was shot into the mastiff's eye. Before it could make a sound, the ferocious Tibetan mastiff twitched and fell to the ground. Red blood mixed with white brain matter slowly flowed out of the mastiff's eye socket.

Chen Mo turned his head to look at the villa. The luxurious three-story villa still looked very luxurious in the dark night. The living room on the first floor was lit up. Through the window, he could see two people nestled on the sofa watching TV. Clearly, the small movement just now did not alarm them.

Chen Mo pulled the throwing knife out of the mastiff's eye socket and wiped the blood off its body. Then, without any movement, the throwing knife disappeared from his hand.

According to Chen Mo's observation over the past two days, there were at least a dozen bodyguards in the villa other than Zhou Tianhao.

After all, Zhou Tianhao had done a lot of bad things over the years. Countless people wanted to kill him. Therefore, Zhou Tianhao was very careful about his own safety. Every day, he would arrange for two bodyguards to keep watch in the living room on the first floor. With the addition of the Tibetan mastiff in the yard, ordinary people would not be able to sneak into the villa unnoticed.

Hiding in the shadows, Chen Mo carefully observed the entire villa. Soon, he found that a balcony door on the second floor was not closed.

Seeing that the two people in the living room were still watching TV, Chen Mo carefully walked to the balcony. He looked up and checked the location. Then he jumped up and kicked off the wall with his right foot. He grabbed the edge of the balcony with both hands and pulled hard. He flipped himself onto the balcony.

Carefully entering the villa from the balcony, Chen Mo slowly pushed open the door of a room. In the room, four bodyguards were sleeping soundly.

Chen Mo walked into the room quietly. A throwing knife appeared in his hand. The 20 centimeter long throwing knife was no different from a dagger.

Chen Mo walked up to one of the bodyguards. He covered the bodyguard's mouth with his left hand and slit his neck with the knife with his right hand. The bodyguard woke up and struggled for a while before he stopped moving.

Chen Mo did not feel uncomfortable killing someone for the first time. These bodyguards were paid a lot by Zhou Tianhao. They had done a lot of bad things for him. Since they were here, Chen Mo did not plan to let them go.

Nothing unexpected happened. Soon, the dozen or so bodyguards on the second floor were all silently killed by Chen Mo.

Now, except for Zhou Tianhao, who was sleeping alone on the top floor, there were only two bodyguards on the first floor.

Chen Mo walked down the stairs quietly. The two bodyguards on the sofa were exposed to Chen Mo's sight.

The two bodyguards were still focused on the TV. They did not know that the Grim Reaper was behind them. Two silver lights flashed, and the two bodyguards felt a sharp pain in the back of their heads. Then they passed out.

Chen Mo pulled out the throwing knife and wiped it clean. He waved his hand and put it away. He searched the other rooms to make sure there was no one else. Then he went to Zhou Tianhao's luxurious bedroom on the top floor.

Zhou Tianhao woke up from his sleep. He felt that someone was tying him up. He tried to fight back, but the person was too strong. Zhou Tianhao could not move him at all.

He wanted to call for help from the bodyguards, but his mouth was taped shut. He could only make noises through his nose.

In the dark, he could only see a pair of cold eyes staring at him.

Zhou Tianhao, who was always high and mighty, was terrified at this moment. He could not move his hands, he could not speak, and his life was not in his hands. It was the first time Zhou Tianhao felt so helpless.

An hour later, Chen Mo quietly left the villa with a travel bag. Not long after, a dazzling fire lit up behind Chen Mo. Hot flames came out from the gaps between the doors and windows. The whole villa was engulfed in a raging fire.

Ignoring the sea of flames behind him, Chen Mo strode away without looking back. Suddenly, Chen Mo's footsteps came to a halt. The fierce and cold expression on his face was gradually replaced by pleasant surprise.

Chen Mo sent his consciousness into his mind. A cubic space about 50 centimeters long appeared in his mind. Dozens of throwing knives, wallets, keys, and other miscellaneous items occupied one corner of the space. The whole space was empty

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