Chen Mo Was Snatched Away

After they were done, the two plump women walked out of the room, their faces glowing with satisfaction.

"The taste of this fresh young meat is really not bad."

"Yeah, just a bit weak. He passed out after only a little while."

The man in black wearing a mask coughed.

The two plump women quickly said, "Sir, he has already passed out."

"Alright."

The black-clad bodyguard took out a thick stack of cash. "This is your reward."

"Thank you, thank you."

The two plump women's faces were filled with joy.

Sleeping with a handsome young man and getting three hundred thousand for it. This deal couldn't be more worth it!

"Sir, if there are more good deals like this in the future, remember to contact us," they said with smiles.

The masked bodyguard nodded. "Don't worry, I will."

"You can leave now. Remember, take what happened today to your graves! Otherwise, we definitely won't spare you," the masked man in black warned.

"Don't worry, don't worry. We know the rules and absolutely won't say a word."

They left, beaming.

The masked bodyguard walked in.

At this moment, Chen Mo was lying on the ground.

His body was covered in all sorts of marks; there was hardly a single intact spot left. He was battered and exhausted.

The masked man in black shook his head. It was truly too gruesome to look at.

But who asked him to provoke their boss?

Their boss loved torturing people the most. Free prey delivered right to the door—why wouldn't he take it?

Click.

Click.

The masked man took several photos of Chen Mo and sent them to Lin Xuan.

Then he ordered, "Take him away."

Night Garden.

Lin Xuan was playing on his phone with his legs crossed.

He couldn't help but wonder how Chen Mo was feeling right now.

But his fate probably wasn't looking too good.

Just as Lin Xuan was thinking this, a message from a subordinate of the Golden Dragon Gang came through.

[Boss, Chen Mo is in a miserable state.]

It also came with several photos.

Lin Xuan looked at the photos and clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

"It really is quite miserable."

Chen Mo would probably be traumatized by women for the rest of his life. However, Chen Mo would have to continue facing women next, because that was his job.

He had even specifically ordered his Golden Dragon Gang subordinates to find an incredibly ugly and highly demanding rich older woman for Chen Mo.

Su Hua sat down next to Lin Xuan holding a glass of milk. "What is Xuan looking at, smiling so happily?"

Lin Xuan hastily put his phone away.

He couldn't let Hua see these photos; otherwise, Hua would definitely think he was a pervert.

"Nothing," Lin Xuan shook his head. "I just saw some funny comments online and couldn't help but laugh."

"Is that so?" Su Hua raised an eyebrow.

Under Su Hua's gaze, Lin Xuan felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Hua, let's watch TV first," Lin Xuan said.

"No, I need to go out for a bit." A dark glint flashed in Su Hua's eyes.

Xuan had finished dealing with Chen Mo, and now it was her turn to strike.

Daring to target her Xuan, he was courting death.

Lin Xuan asked in confusion, "Hua, it's so late. Where are you going?"

Su Hua curled her lips and said, "I'm going to handle an urgent matter for work."

"Hua, let me go with you," Lin Xuan said.

"No need. Xuan should just be a good boy and wait for me at home." Su Hua's lips suddenly moved close to Lin Xuan's ear. "When I recover from my illness, Xuan will need to wash up and wait for me in bed. Right now, Xuan must save his energy."

Lin Xuan: "..."

"Then Hua, be careful."

"Mm."

Right after Su Hua left Night Garden, a call came through to Lin Xuan's phone.

"Bad news, Boss." It was the voice of the masked man in black from earlier.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly. "What happened?"

"Chen Mo was snatched away by someone," the masked man said.

"They had too many people. We only had a few and couldn't fight them off."

Chen Mo was just a small fry, so they thought they wouldn't need many people.

They didn't expect so many people to suddenly appear and fight them for Chen Mo.

"Do you know who they are?" Lin Xuan asked.

"They should be Night Rose's people," the masked man said.

"Night Rose?"

Lin Xuan's face was full of confusion.

Why would Night Rose snatch Chen Mo? Could it be that Chen Mo had offended Night Rose as well?

Other than that reason, Lin Xuan really couldn't think of why Night Rose would snatch someone from his hands.

"Boss, should we send people to snatch Chen Mo back?" the masked man asked respectfully.

Lin Xuan replied, "No need. Chen Mo won't have a good time falling into Night Rose's hands. We don't need to mobilize too much manpower just for him. Let him be."

"Understood, Boss."

After hanging up, Lin Xuan continued to leisurely play on his phone.

Su Hua's car slowly drove into a villa on a mountain.

Chen Mo was locked in the hall of the villa.

He was still unconscious.

Su Hua walked over.

"Leader," the people in the basement called out respectfully.

Su Hua walked up to Chen Mo and ordered, "Wake him up."

Splash.

A basin of ice water was poured over Chen Mo's head.

"No."

"No."

"You two disgusting women, get away from me!"

"So disgusting."

Chen Mo kept his eyes closed, his mind filled with the image of those two women pressing down on him.

Piles of dark flesh. Their faces were grimy, and they hadn't even brushed their teeth.

It was truly too disgusting.

"Get lost, all of you! Did you hear me?!"

Chen Mo shouted as he opened his eyes.

What entered his vision was a luxurious house, though the style was a bit dark.

Chen Mo was too busy looking for those two plump women and didn't notice the other people at all.

He looked around but didn't see them.

"Hahahaha."

"I'm fine now, hahahaha."

Chen Mo laughed loudly.

Now that he was fine, he had a chance to make a comeback.

He would also be able to seek revenge against Lin Xuan.

Chen Mo felt like he was back on top.

"Are you sure you're fine?" a female voice drifted over eerily.

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