It was clear that the man wearing the helmet had not yet noticed Chen Mo.
Since Chen Mo's strength had improved, he could conceal his presence to a great extent.
The man took out a wire and was about to pry open Chen Mo's car door.
However, at this moment, Chen Mo had already appeared behind the man.
The man, who was prying open the car door, suddenly froze.
Because he saw Chen Mo behind him in the car window.
The man's heart was instantly filled with dread; with his strength and caution, he hadn't even noticed someone approaching.
In an instant.
A murderous intent flashed in the man's eyes. As he turned, his hand reached for his waist.
But as the man turned, he was shocked to find his waist was completely empty!
"Are you looking for this?" Chen Mo waved his hand in front of the man.
In Chen Mo's hand was a black handgun.
Seeing this, the man's face turned ashen.
He kicked out at Chen Mo, intending to seize the opportunity to get on the motorcycle and escape.
Unfortunately, just as the man was about to make his move, the black muzzle of the gun was already aimed at his forehead.
"Do you think your movements are faster, or the bullet's speed is faster?"
Hearing Chen Mo's voice, the man slowly retracted his movement, his eyes under the helmet fixed on Chen Mo.
"You were the one who shot at me outside the funeral home last time, right?" Chen Mo asked.
"That's right." The man did not conceal it.
Chen Mo was surprised that the man admitted it and then asked, "Tell me, what is your purpose in coming here today? And who sent you?"
"I came here for the jade pendant you have."
"Jade pendant?" Chen Mo was slightly taken aback.
"You only came for the jade pendant?" Chen Mo seemed somewhat disbelieving.
"What else would I come for?" the man retorted.
Chen Mo asked again, "Who sent you?"
"No comment," the man replied curtly.
Chen Mo frowned, "If you don't talk, I'll send you to hell."
"You won't shoot," the man said confidently.
"Why?" Chen Mo asked, confused.
A slight curve appeared on the man's lips.
As Chen Mo clearly saw the expression on the man's face, he had a bad premonition.
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he found that the man had flipped over the hood of a car and gracefully mounted his black motorcycle.
"Vroom!"
Before Chen Mo could react, the man's motorcycle had kicked up a cloud of smoke.
"The gun is yours, but remember to disengage the safety next time," the man's voice echoed from the garage.
"Damn it!"
Chen Mo swore.
He realized then that he hadn't disengaged the gun's safety earlier.
No wonder the man hadn't seemed very timid and had dared to escape in front of him.
But with Chen Mo's current strength, how could he let the man escape?!
Chen Mo immediately threw the handgun.
With a "bang!"
The handgun directly hit the man's back.
The man, who had only driven a few meters, suddenly fell off the vehicle.
The strong inertia caused the man to roll several times on the ground.
Chen Mo slowly walked up to the man and removed his helmet.
He found a young man with a buzz cut, glaring at him angrily.
"Trying to escape? Do you really think you can escape from my hands?"
"Or do you think I'm really afraid to kill you?" Chen Mo stepped on the man's chest, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.
Chen Mo's strength increased, and the man was struggling to breathe, his eyes filled with terror.
Because he could feel the bones in his chest making 'crunching' sounds, as if they were about to break.
"I'll talk, I'll talk!" the suffocating man finally said.
"Speak, I'll only give you one chance," Chen Mo glanced at the man.
"Yes, Mo Jialiang sent me."
"Mo Jialiang? Who is he?" Chen Mo had clearly never heard this name.
"He, he is the eldest young master of the Mo family."
"The Mo family?!" Chen Mo's eyes widened in surprise.
But then Chen Mo finally remembered that he had felt the person's presence was familiar outside the funeral home that day, but he couldn't recall who it was. It turned out to be Mo Jialong's elder brother!
"Why would the Mo family know about my jade pendant?" Chen Mo asked coldly.
As far as he knew, the Mo family was just a business conglomerate, not an ancient clan.
"I, I don't know, I was just following his orders," the man explained fearfully.
"Mo Jialiang." Chen Mo repeated the name.
"I've told you everything I know, now let me go," the man said nervously, looking at Chen Mo.
"Alright."
Chen Mo reached out and helped the man up.
The man looked confused, but seeing Chen Mo's apparent warmth, he still took Chen Mo's hand and stood up.
Then, seeing that Chen Mo was not stopping him,
The man hurriedly picked up his motorcycle.
"Vroom!"
The man twisted the throttle and drove out of the garage.
Seeing the man leave, Chen Mo returned to his car, checked the artifact, and then headed back to his department.
After leaving the garage, the man trembled all over, still shaken. He had just escaped from the clutches of death.
He took out his phone and dialed Mo Jialiang's number.
"Hello, did you get the item?" Mo Jialiang's voice came from the phone.
He bore some resemblance to Mo Jialong.
"Young Master Mo, I."
But as the man uttered his first word, he suddenly realized that blood was flowing from his mouth!
The man hurriedly wiped away the blood with his hand.
As soon as he opened his mouth to continue speaking.
"Pfft!"
Another mouthful of blood came out.
Then, the man's direction veered, and he crashed through the greenery, his body going limp as he fell from the vehicle.
"Hello, hello!"
Mo Jialiang's voice continued to ring from the phone.
After a long while, Mo Jialiang hung up the phone, looking inexplicably confused.
At this moment, inside a villa.
A young woman sitting next to Mo Jialiang asked, "What happened?"
"I don't know, that assassin called. He lost consciousness after saying just one sentence," Mo Jialiang replied.
"Could something have happened?" The woman's delicate eyebrows furrowed.
"It shouldn't be. He's a professional assassin, and I paid him a lot of money."
The woman nodded, then said leisurely, "My family is already pressuring me. If we don't bring it back soon, my family will definitely be angry, and our marriage might be off."
"Don't worry, Xin'er. I will definitely help you get that item. If all else fails, I'll kidnap him. If he doesn't hand over the item, I'll kill him!" Mo Jialiang said fiercely.
"I heard your sister likes him a lot. Aren't you afraid?" The woman stopped mid-sentence and looked at Mo Jialiang.
"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? If I marry you and become a son-in-law of an ancient family, my father will be laughing in his dreams. Who would care about some kid?" Mo Jialiang said dismissively.