Section 728

Toying with and conditioning his mother using various methods.

He even had an intuition.

The reason the media found out so quickly about his mother's debts from stock trading,

the bank coming to kick them out of their home, and the securities firm demanding debt collection—

all had Xu Hao's shadow behind them.

It was all to force his mother to submit.

Begging him for help to repay the debts.

So that he could control his mother in the palm of his hand for the rest of her life.

Just thinking about his mother having to act like a dog for that bastard Xu Hao for the rest of her life—

Mo Feng trembled all over with anger.

This was also why, even knowing that his Golden Finger worked only intermittently,

he still told his mother the reason for borrowing money to trade stocks.

He desperately wanted to let his mother break free from Xu Hao.

The result was obvious.

He had failed.

And it only caused his mother to fall into even deeper despair.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Feng still spoke out.

"Mom, there is no hurdle that cannot be crossed; we will definitely get through this difficulty…"

Even Mo Feng himself didn't believe these words as he spoke them.

Mo Bingyun completely ignored him.

Walking forward in a daze.

"Yo-ho… Isn't this the renowned Judge Mo? Where are you heading?"

Just as the mother and son were walking on the street, turning a corner into a narrow alley,

their path was blocked by a few hoodlums.

The youths were dressed flashily with frivolous expressions.

At a glance, they were the type of unemployed punks who loafed around all day,

engaging in fights, extortion, and collecting protection money.

Although these people were the scum of society,

they were particularly useful for certain jobs.

Take debt collection, for instance.

These people had plenty of time, were bold, and didn't fear trouble.

They were adept hands at collecting debts.

Several men had been arranged by the securities firm to keep an eye on Mo Bingyun.

Every time they saw Mo Bingyun, the hoodlums' eyes would light up, and they would become restless.

Mo Bingyun had an amazing figure.

She was breathtakingly beautiful with an exceptional temperament.

Even now, with her haggard expression, it was hard to hide her beauty.

It even added an aura of frailty.

She looked pitiful and evoked deep sympathy.

"Damn it, this woman is so gorgeous. It would be great if I could have a taste of her."

"Who is saying otherwise? If I could get my wish, I'd be willing to live 20 years less."

"I'd be willing to die too…"

"All of you fucking shut up a bit. Didn't you hear the warning not to touch this woman? If you want to die, don't drag me down with you."

Seeing his lackeys talking so unscrupulously,

and even the way they looked at Mo Bingyun changing,

the leading hoodlum stepped forward and barked a scolding.

After they accepted the task of collecting debt from Mo Bingyun, an expressionless woman had sought them out.

She warned them not to lay a single finger on Mo Bingyun.

The hoodlums were usually used to acting ruffianly.

"Are you teaching us how to do things?"

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

However, the next moment, they were dumbfounded.

They watched as that cold woman crushed a rock into powder with a single stomp of her foot.

Just how fucking strong must that power be?

Crushing a stone with a single stomp—

if that stepped on their heads,

wouldn't they explode just like watermelons?

Hearing their boss's scolding, the hoodlums gave a start.

Their eyes regained clarity.

Not daring to harbor any crooked thoughts about Mo Bingyun anymore…

Seeing a group of hoodlums blocking the road,

Mo Bingyun and her son stopped.

Mo Bingyun's face was filled with disgust,

along with deep exhaustion.

This group of hoodlums was the most troublesome.

Like the stones in a latrine, they were stinky and hard.

Yet there was nothing they could do about them.

"Judge Mo, stop running. Hurry up and pay off the debt. We are just doing things for others and don't want to go too far."

"That's right… Be obedient. Brothers are quite busy too, and we don't want to waste time following you every day."

"Pay off the debt early, and it's good for you, good for me, and good for everyone. Otherwise, things won't look pretty for anyone when it blows up."

"Our patience is limited. If you keep refusing to pay, don't blame us for using some extraordinary means…"

The group of hoodlums chattered away.

Although they reined in their thoughts regarding Mo Bingyun, their eyes remained lewd one by one.

Mo Bingyun's heart sank.

Her misandry acted up, filling her with extreme disgust toward these guys.

In the past, which hoodlum would dare clamor in front of her?

Weren't they afraid of her suing them in court?

Now she no longer had that capability.

A wave of sorrow surged into her heart.

Taking a breath, Mo Bingyun said in a cold voice:

"Step aside. I don't have money right now."

"No money?"

The leading hoodlum sneered.

"You are a high judge who came from the Imperial Capital, someone who spent hundreds of millions trading stocks. And you're telling me you can't cough up the money?"

"If you don't have cash, your family must have some, right? Don't make it difficult for the brothers."

There was a hint of faint threat in his tone.

The few lackeys behind him chimed in one after another.

Fierce expressions appeared on their faces.

"Boss, why waste words with her? If she can't repay the money, we might as well give her an unforgettable lesson."

"Right, I think she just has money and refuses to pay, putting on an act of having nothing, thinking she can fool us past this?"