Every time Su Mo took action, he had several layers of disguise. The first was a facial disguise - not only a mask, but also many professional disguises inside, making it impossible to recognize him.
The second was physique disguise. Not only were there height-increasing shoes, but the clothes and pants were deliberately thickened a layer, allowing for better disguise and safety - even if stabbed, it may not be a big deal.
So an hour later, Su Mo and Gao Ming came to the Mingyue Pavilion Nightclub together. Both were in disguise, and in the dim lighting inside, no one noticed them.
It was around 3 AM, the time when Wen Donglai and his gang would be conducting business. They did business in the daytime too but buyers rarely came then - that would be too stupid.
After entering, the two didn't stay long before finding an opportunity to head towards the backstage one after the other.
There were two people backstage at the moment. One was Gangzi, the one who had previously taken Su Mo upstairs. The other was Xiao Hu, sitting by the counter.
Su Mo walked directly towards Gangzi, neither fast nor slow. Behind him, Gao Ming stealthily approached Xiao Hu, also very naturally.
As Su Mo got close, Gangzi asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Su Mo smiled, his pearly whites glimmering eerily. "Wen boss, of course."
Gangzi looked carefully at Su Mo, seeming to remember this person had come last week. He nodded slightly. "Follow me."
Then Gangzi led Su Mo upstairs.
Not long after the two disappeared backstage, Gao Ming had reached Xiao Hu. Just as Xiao Hu was about to ask something, Gao Ming instantly took out a stun gun and pressed it against him.
After stunning Xiao Hu, Gao Ming quickly closed the backstage door, then went back to tie Xiao Hu up. Of course, he didn't forget to stun him again, just to be safe.
After doing all this, he also headed upstairs - Su Mo had already told him the route.
On the second floor, Su Mo had followed Gangzi to the storeroom door where two guards were about to inspect them.
As Su Mo raised both hands, two pistols pressed against the guards' foreheads. Without hesitation he pulled the trigger, bullets drilling into their brains and making them explode.
At the same time, Gangzi was also shocked. He hurriedly tried to take out his gun, but Su Mo moved extremely fast. Right after firing the shots, he instantly lashed out with a kick.
Gangzi was directly kicked over. Su Mo put away his guns and pounced over, punching Gangzi's head. Taking advantage of his dizziness, Su Mo pressed a stun gun against his neck.
The whole process seemed slow but actually happened within seconds. After finishing, Su Mo glanced at the two corpses and said disdainfully:
"Try not to shoot heads later, it's disgusting. Looks like a rotten dragonfruit."
He didn't go in but waited outside. Less than a minute later Gao Ming arrived.
After Gao Ming's arrival, Su Mo said, "Be careful, I may not succeed in one go."
Gao Ming nodded. Then he carried one corpse and used it to shield himself as he slowly walked in.
Sure enough, as soon as Gao Ming entered the room, a dense rain of bullets came flying out. Wen Donglai was holding a rifle and continuously firing at the corpse.
Fortunately there was a corpse shielding him, otherwise Gao Ming would be a beehive now.
As Wen Donglai fired at the corpse in the doorway, a shadow flew out from the corner of the door.
Su Mo flew through the air then threw a dagger straight at Wen Donglai, aiming for his hand. This was extremely difficult but with a cry of "Ah!" the dagger pierced his wrist and the gun fell from his hand.
What Su Mo had practiced most extensively in his past life, trained the most, and learnt the earliest was flying blades - the core of close combat that his gang was required to learn.
Seeing Wen Donglai's gun drop, Gao Ming and Su Mo accelerated at the same time, charging at lightning speed.
"Who are you..." His roar was interrupted as two stun guns were already pressed against him. The next second, the gang leader's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
After neutralizing Wen Donglai, the two didn't linger. One carried Wen Donglai, one carried Gangzi from outside, and they went downstairs together.
There was a back door here. Buyers normally used the back door while new clients tended to use the front door. So the two smoothly brought Wen Donglai, Gangzi and Xiao Hu to the car and drove off.
After tying up all three securely in the warehouse, the two returned to Longhu City and waited in the kitchen dormitory.
In the car, Su Mo closed his eyes and said softly: "Let's rest for a while, probably another one or two hours before we act."
Gao Ming didn't reply but silently leaned against the seat to rest, thinking about many things. The more he interacted with Su Mo, the more he respected and even feared him.
In his eyes, Su Mo was a natural-born criminal with meticulous thinking and decisive action, completely unpredictable. He really couldn't understand Su Mo's code of conduct or judge his personality - he was like a deep abyss, more and more unfathomable the more he looked.
Around 4 or 5 AM, smoke drifted from the dormitory and Su Mo opened his eyes. He stretched out with a yawn, hands cradling his neck and twisting to make a crisp cracking sound from his joints.
"Let's go, time for action."
The two then split up, each heading in one direction.
There were two men making breakfast in the first floor kitchen while the three food deliverers slept in the second floor rooms. They would get up to work later.
Su Mo and Gao Ming watched from a window and eave respectively. A few minutes later they made eye contact and nodded slightly.
Gao Ming then backed out of sight. From a distance he picked up a rock and threw it at the outer door making a medium loud knocking sound.
Hearing it, the two kitchen men headed out together - this place was too important to ignore anything.
The instant the two men left the kitchen, a tube stretched out directly into a pot of soy milk. Lots of liquid flowed down and, after a few seconds, the tube retracted.
Su Mo also quickly left. Just seconds after he disappeared, the two men returned to the kitchen cursing, and continued working.
The three upstairs were still fast asleep while the two men worked below. Everything was peaceful.

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