Section 97

Among them, the protagonist Chen Mo bore the heaviest suspicion.

No one would think that Chen Mo, who had been framed and imprisoned for three years by Liu Fei of the Liu Family, would harbor no hatred in his heart.

There would be a good show to watch by then.

Whether the authorities cracked down hard and eradicated the Brothers Gang was another matter.

It was inevitable that a group of high-ranking members of the Brothers Gang would be hauled in for questioning.

By that time, the Brothers Gang would be leaderless.

That would be the best time for the Blood Slaughter Society to turn the tables and reshape the world.

Even the value of a dead person had to be excavated.

Even capitalists would shed tears upon hearing this…

Night fell—

With a dark night and howling wind, it was just the right time for murder and arson.

Far away at the Liu Family villa, two figures furtively climbed out over the courtyard wall.

Afterward, they got into a waiting van parked by the roadside.

The driver of the van was Liu Father's most trusted subordinate…

He was a special forces soldier who had saved his life, and Liu Father trusted him deeply.

"There won't be any problems, right?"

Liu Father looked at the driver and asked with some worry.

"Rest assured, President Liu, over the past three days I have already figured out those people's patterns and led them away just now."

"As long as we rush to the airport quickly, there won't be any issues…"

The driver was a special forces soldier with strong reconnaissance awareness, and he was very confident in his own judgment.

Liu Father nodded and let out a long sigh of relief.

Right now, they were heading to the airport, preparing to take a plane and go abroad.

Having done too many bad things, he was well-versed in the trick of a clever rabbit having three burrows, and had prepared many identities at home.

Therefore, he was not worried about being caught while taking a plane.

"Dad, are we really going abroad?"

Liu Fei, following closely behind him, was trembling with fear.

Looking haggard now, the panic in his eyes lingered for a long time; where was there any trace of the wealthy young master he used to be?

Ever since his past deeds were exposed on the internet and triggered an investigation by relevant departments, he had lost his appetite and sleep.

Terrified that in the next moment a pair of silver handcuffs would be put on his hands.

He would only be able to spend the rest of his life in prison…

He was a second-generation rich kid whose family sat on a billion in assets, enjoying endless wealth and glory.

Just thinking about spending the future in a dark prison made him shudder.

Now his father was going to take him and flee abroad.

Liu Fei also felt uneasy in his heart.

What was it like abroad? He had never been there before.

He felt that his future was completely lost and uncertain.

Damn fellow.

It was all Chen Mo's fault, that bastard who targeted his family.

Over the past few days, Liu Father had been acting very docilely.

But that didn't mean he hadn't done anything.

At least he had investigated who was targeting his Liu Family behind the scenes.

It was that guy named Chen Mo, along with the Brothers Gang.

"Shut your mouth for me, isn't it all because of you? I told you long ago not to cause trouble everywhere for me, and now look…"

"People have come to retaliate right to our door, haven't they?"

Hearing this father-cursing son speak, Liu Father was fuming with anger.

If this unfilial son hadn't framed that person and had him imprisoned for three years, how could he come out to retaliate against them?

How could the Liu Family have fallen into the current dead end?

Scolded by his father, Liu Fei shrank his neck and muttered in a low voice.

"How would I know? Such a puny nobody actually got to know a big shot of the Brothers Gang inside prison."

"You…"

Seeing that his son still showed no repentance, Liu Father raised his hand.

But seeing the unfilial son's haggard expression, he ultimately held back and didn't strike down.

He's my biological son, my biological son.

He constantly consoled himself in his heart.

Sensing his father raising his hand and thinking a slap was about to fall, Liu Fei hurriedly cowered his head.

No sound of a palm landing on his face was heard.

Liu Fei looked over curiously.

He saw Liu Father put down his hand and let out a sigh.

"From now on, you better learn your lesson. When we get abroad, get rid of all those bad habits of yours."

"Those people abroad are not easy to bully; you wouldn't even know how you died."

"Got it…"

Liu Fei replied weakly.

Just as Liu Father was lecturing his son, the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The father and son lost their balance and crashed forward.

"What's going on?"

Liu Fei instantly became annoyed.

Does this driver even know how to drive?

He immediately wanted to harshly question the driver, but suddenly saw a truck blocking the front.

The road was completely blocked, and they couldn't get through at all.

"F***, have they no public morality, parking randomly everywhere…"

Liu Fei was so angry that he cursed out loud.

However, the driver and Liu Father had solemn expressions.

This was the critical period of their flight, yet their path was blocked by a truck.

A bad premonition arose from the bottom of their hearts.

"I'll go out and take a look."

With a serious expression, the driver took out a short blade from the drawer and got out of the car.

"Is anyone there? How are you parking?"

Asking questions, the driver vigilantly walked toward the truck's driver's seat.

Just as he was about to look toward the driver's seat, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side.

A dagger swiftly slashed across his neck…

This strike was simply too fast.

The driver completely failed to react in time.

Seeing only a flash of light, he felt a chill on his neck, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

He was a special forces soldier who had undergone long-term training; ordinary groups of three to five people couldn't get close to him.

Against some punks with no combat power, he could even take on ten by himself.

His strength was not weak, but in front of a true Martial Artist, he was nothing more than someone who could be killed with a wave of the hand.

Having disposed of the driver, this robust and stalwart figure did not stop, heading toward the car where Liu Father was…

Inside the car—

Liu Father had been nervously watching every move of the driver.

When he saw the driver killed by a figure rushing out, his face instantly turned pale and his pupils dilated.