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The golden cup stopped next to the black Mercedes S-Class.

The driver rolled down the window.

"Sis Yue, the brothers have all arrived."

"Mm, come on down, let's get down to business," Wang Yue nodded.

She then reached out and patted Yang Jingxuan.

"Get out of the car, let's go in."

Glancing at the golden cup vehicle parked next to them.

Yang Jingxuan wondered, how many people could be in that car?

Looks like Xu Mo guessed wrong this time.

He said this fraud gang might be pretty big.

They all fit in one golden cup, how big could they really be?

There's probably ten people max in that car.

Plus Wang Yue and the driver, not that many.

But the next second, Yang Jingxuan was dumbfounded.

The golden cup's door opened.

The car was filled with people.

Right now, because of what Wang Yue said,

they started filing out one by one.

One, two, three...

Yang Jingxuan counted, twenty one including the driver...

Men and women, mostly men.

Yang Jingxuan's eyes went wide, she was speechless for a good while.

She would never have imagined such a seemingly small golden cup could fit so many.

Seeing Yang Jingxuan's expression, Wang Yue patted her shoulder with a laugh.

"Sis, remember to never mess with golden cups or bread vans on the streets. You'll never know how many people might jump out to beat you up."

Yang Jingxuan nodded heavily twice.

She really didn't know before.

But now she does!

Not just her, the livestream viewers were also taking notes.

"No wonder my friend said, bump a Benz or BMW no worries, just beware people driving vans. So a whole twenty people really could jump out!"

"I always thought that was a joke. F**k, so golden cups can really fit that many."

"F**k, if I had watched this stream earlier I wouldn't have gotten jumped by that van of people two days ago."

"Feel you bro, sympathy for one minute."

"It's cool bro, took a beating but got myself a Series 7 in exchange, totally worth it!"

"..."

Wang Yue glanced at the other fraud gang members.

"Well, everyone's here. Let's go in."

After taking two steps she suddenly turned back to add:

"You guys know what to do in there?"

"We know!" They nodded.

What to do, they were crystal clear.

It's just a standard extortion.

Same old.

Reasonable ones pay up. Stubborn ones refusing money, make them pay.

One bald brute with meaty cheeks was already cracking his knuckles.

Clearly prepared to strongarm Xu Mo into paying if needed.

And so, the group left the parked cars by the road.

Arriving at the door of the villa Yang Jingxuan first pointed out.

Wang Yue pressed the doorbell twice.

Next to the doorbell was a surveillance camera and intercom.

Soon, a woman's voice came through.

"Who are you looking for?"

Hearing the voice, Wang Yue already guessed.

The owner was likely Xu Mo's wife.

Smiling into the camera, Wang Yue said:

"Sis, we're Xu Mo's colleagues. Got something to discuss with him."

Next second, the woman opened the door a crack.

"Colleagues?"

Wang Yue kept smiling and nodded.

"That's right, we're his colleagues. He home now?"

"He's home. Come on in then," the woman frowned.

It sounded like she expected them to enter and close the door themselves.

Wang Yue was slightly taken aback.

She felt something was off with the woman's behavior.

Is that how you treat a husband's colleagues?

Even if she disliked them, shouldn't she put on an act?

Puzzled, Wang Yue glanced at Yang Jingxuan beside her and asked in a low voice: "What's Xu Mo's job? Does he not get along well with all his colleagues?"

This question truly stumped Yang Jingxuan.

Xu Mo's script he gave her had no answers about that.

Scratching her head, Yang Jingxuan replied: "He... hunts aliens."

Wang Yue: "???"

WTF hunting aliens?

"What aliens?"

"Well, you didn't see aliens before because Xu Mo killed them all."

Seeing Wang Yue's disbelief,

Yang Jingxuan shrugged helplessly.

"That's what he told me."

Wang Yue thought, And you believed that crap?

Isn't that obviously some made up bulls**t to fool dumb people?

Looking at Yang Jingxuan, Wang Yue sighed.

This girl doesn't seem too bright!

But Wang Yue couldn't be bothered with that now.

She came today for three things:

Extort. Extort. F**king extort!

Anything else was none of her business.

In the living room downstairs,

Xu Mo was sitting leisurely on the sofa, smiling as he looked towards Wang Yue and company at the entrance.

Seeing Xu Mo's smile,

Wang Yue suddenly felt something was off, sending chills down her spine.

What's with that smile?

She couldn't understand its meaning.

But soon, she forced herself to calm down.

While Xu Mo's smile did seem creepy,

at the end of the day, she still held his weaknesses.

He should be the one afraid of her!

Plus, she brought over twenty men as backup.

Reassured, Wang Yue regained her courage.

The next second, Xu Mo beckoned Yang Jingxuan over.

Without a word Yang Jingxuan ran to Xu Mo's side.

"You owe me two feasts now. No cheaping out on pancakes!" Yang Jingxuan glared at him.

Xu Mo raised his hands helplessly.

"Alright, alright, next time for sure."

Watching their interaction, Wang Yue's brows knotted.

Weren't they at Xu Mo's home?

Wasn't the woman who opened the door his wife?

Shouldn't Xu Mo be scared to meet Yang Jingxuan like this?

What's going on now?

Openly, not even hiding?

And his wife... doesn't even look angry?

She doesn't mind the green hat?

"Something's not right here...", Wang Yue was confused.

From the intel she previously gathered,

Xu Mo should be afraid of his wife finding out about him and Yang Jingxuan.

Otherwise, why would they stay at that no ID motel instead of a 5-star hotel?

...

"Were you putting on an act to trick me before? You lied to me?"

As the leader of a fraud gang, Wang Yue was no simpleton herself.

She quickly realized:

As expected, Xu Mo likely saw through her identity early on.

Oh well, tricked is tricked, she thought.

But she still had an ace up her sleeve.

She brought over twenty men today, after all.

No way they leave without money!

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