Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"Ah...!" Yu Junjun's screams were still drifting from afar when Chu Mo, still hidden in the shadows, was discussing something with Fan Gao, the head bodyguard. Next to Chu Mo, several bodyguards dressed in black were opening their phones to record the entire course of the events unfolding before them. Chu Mo suddenly turned his head and saw the leader, Xiao Qing, raising a baseball bat to ruthlessly smash it down towards Yu Junjun's head. A blow to the head with such a hard bat would probably result in severe long-lasting damage if it didn't kill. In the midst of Chu Mo's widened eyes and Yu Junjun's screams, the baseball bat, carrying a whistling sound, ultimately hovered above the girl's head, and the sound of the bat cutting through the air even reached Chu Mo's ears from afar! At this moment, Chu Mo suddenly felt as if he had escaped from death itself, a feeling of having recovered what was almost lost. Fan Gao, who was standing by, also witnessed what happened. When he saw the coldness in the depths of Chu Mo's eyes, he slightly bowed and said: "Mr. Chu, from the very beginning, I've recorded everything these little punks have done. How would you like to handle this?" From a distance, the young hoodlums were bursting with mocking laughter. Chu Mo, who was initially frantic, now calmed down. Knowing that Yu Junjun was temporarily out of danger, he suddenly decided to play along with these little punks. He had intended to hand over the footage to Jing Cha, but now, he changed his mind. Since these little punks were unaware of their impending doom and had provoked his people, they couldn't blame him for being ruthless. Taking a deep breath and then narrowing his eyes slightly, Chu Mo's voice was cold as he commanded: "Send the video to Jiang Tao, tell him to use all the resources of the detective agency, and to find out all the information about these dozen or so punks as quickly as possible, not missing a single one...!" Fan Gao nodded immediately without question, for he could see the burning anger Chu Mo was striving to suppress in his eyes. In this moment, Fan Gao suddenly felt sympathy for those punks; offending Mr. Chu of the Magic City was simply their misfortune. Under the nearby light, the leader of the hoodlums was still wearing a smug grin. "Miss, you're so pretty, but if your head gets smashed and your brains spill out, all bloody and mushy, that would definitely be disgusting. You certainly wouldn't want to become like that, right? So, if you don't want your head to crack open, I advise you to behave. Otherwise, next time, I can't guarantee that I'll be able to stop my baseball bat in time!" The youth, his face full of acne, once again raised the baseball bat in his hand. While he gestured towards Yu Junjun's head, the circle of young hoodlums surrounding them laughed malevolently. From their eyes filled with desire, one could tell what they were planning to do next. However, at this moment, Yu Junjun, who had just been full of righteous indignation, no longer had the courage to resist. Having just gone through a near-death experience, she truly didn't have the guts to defy these devils and watched helplessly as a bunch of punks harassed her. Yu Junjun's face turned ghostly white, and her eyes began to mist up with tears. Then, as if expecting something, Yu Junjun suddenly turned her gaze to the bushes behind her, where a man should have witnessed the entire ordeal. Placing all her hopes on that man, Yu Junjun clenched her teeth and took a deep breath, saying: "Hey... if you don't come out now, I'll never pay attention to you again." Amid Yu Junjun's forceful shout, suddenly, a slight disturbance appeared in the dark jungle behind her. The next moment, a man with an expressionless face and wearing glasses slowly emerged from the thicket. By this time, under the watchful eyes of a group of thugs wielding clubs with no good intentions, Chu Mo's eyes gleamed with a trace of ice-cold determination as he said indifferently: "I gave you a chance before, but unfortunately, you didn't know how to cherish it, so you can't blame me now!" As Chu Mo slowly emerged from the jungle, the bodyguard team leader Fan Gao followed closely behind. Chu Mo would certainly not act as impulsively as Yu Junjun; he would only allow himself to be seen when he was sure of his safety. The thugs stirred up another commotion, and unlike their brazen and arrogant behavior when facing Yu Junjun, the appearance of Chu Mo and the formidable Fan Gao — both grown men — had thrown them into disarray. However, after a moment of chaos, the youth with a face full of acne swung his baseball bat in an attempt to boost his fellow thugs' morale, his shrill voice ringing out with a command: "What are we afraid of? There are only two of them, and we have so many. If each of us hits him with a stick, we'll knock these two scumbags down!" This group of young punks was obviously full of trouble. They likely hadn't backed down from a fight before, so this kind of scene didn't intimidate them. After a brief moment of chaos, about thirteen or fourteen thugs charged towards Chu Mo with bravado. Just as they attempted to encircle Chu Mo and Fan Gao, the latter, who had been standing by Chu Mo's side, stepped forward. The man, whose presence was akin to that of a fierce tiger and who was a match for the head of the detective agency, Jiang Tao, suddenly moved to stand in front of Chu Mo. And at the same moment, the leading youth swung his baseball bat, aiming a vicious blow at Fan Gao's temple. Chu Mo, protected behind him, lightly adjusted his gold-framed glasses. He then turned around and waved at the group of bodyguards who were about to rush forward, stopping the dozens of black-clad bodyguards from advancing. After halting their approach, Chu Mo refocused his gaze on Fan Gao. The powerful man let out a shout and then reached out with his left hand to grab the incoming baseball bat, standing immovable like a war god. The youth whose bat was caught in Fan Gao's hand was taken aback; he looked up at the man towering over him by two heads. Obviously, the young punk hadn't realized the strength of his opponent. He still wore a fierce expression, struggling vigorously to recover his weapon. Fan Gao, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, suddenly released his grip. The young punk, who had exerted all his strength, stumbled due to inertia and finally collapsed embarrassingly to the ground. The youth, feeling humiliated in front of his friends, immediately got up. He picked up his baseball bat again, and then turned to his comrades, who were hesitating, and yelled: "Let's rush them all at once, take these two bastards down, and I'll take the blame if anything happens! Whoever contributes the most gets the first go with the girls later!" Encouraged by the leader's shouts, the dozen or so thugs around him once again seemed eager to act. The leading youth suddenly grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and threw it viciously towards them. Chu Mo, who felt his vision clouded by sand, was unfazed. He simply pulled out a crisp white handkerchief from his pocket, took off his glasses by the bridge of his nose, and at that moment, screams filled his ears! Chu Mo was severely shortsighted, and without his glasses, plus the dim surroundings, his vision was almost a blur. Once he had wiped his lenses clean and put his gold-framed glasses back on his nose, as expected, the fight in front of him was over, with the dozen or so thugs all lying on the ground, wailing! As for Fan Gao, he merely rubbed his arm nonchalantly before resuming his position behind Chu Mo as if nothing had happened. Chu Mo's gaze shifted to Yu Junjun. The long-haired girl had recovered and was now helping up a beggar who had been scared stiff from the ground. After rummaging through her pockets, she stuffed a handful of bright red hundred-yuan bills into the hands of the grateful old man. Chu Mo took in the whole scene. He did not intervene but simply stood quietly by Yu Junjun's side. Once the old man's figure slowly disappeared and the group of thugs on the ground also began to leave, supporting each other, the long-haired girl suddenly said: "You're not really going to let those thugs off so easily, are you, Mr. Chu Mo of Magic City? Since when have you been so agreeable?" Hearing this, Chu Mo looked at the girl with slightly red eyes in front of him. He smiled gently, then took out his phone from his pocket and made a call, the person on the other end picking up immediately. Without any pleasantries, Chu Mo directly ordered: "Jiang Tao, take the video I sent you, along with all the information on those dozen or so thugs, and release it. Let the chairman of Shi Yuan Entertainment, Qin Zixuan, take action! Expose it all across Hua Country, full exposure!"