Han Mo regretted that he should have fucked the two beautiful girls before waking Han Ba up when they all were unconscious. However, he made a severe mistake and woke Han Ba up first. Now he was filled with regret.
He couldn't fight against Han Ba. In terms of status or strength, he was no match for Han Ba. In the worst case, Han Ba could kill him and frame him as a criminal. He would die for nothing.
After realizing the situation, Han Mo's clenched fist could only loosen reluctantly as the killing intent in his body slowly dissipated.
Han Ba saw that Han Mo had given in to his power, so he immediately restrained his killing intent and relaxed his expression. This mission was critical. He needed Han Mo's help so that he couldn't get into a conflict with him.
"Han Mo, you should know that we value you very much and we have given you the most attention and resources. You've always liked Han Yue. Now she belongs to you. No one else has ever enjoyed such privileges and treatment in Zi Han Sect. Aren't you satisfied? "
Han Mo felt disdain towards Han Ba's words. Han Yue didn't belong to him. Fuck. Han Mo said he had to wait until the mission was completed. He needed a woman now, so he had to go out and get a hooker.
Han Ba saw the disdain on Han Mo's face and ignored him. He continued, "I know that you have taken a fancy to those two girls. If we complete this mission successfully, you can do whatever you want. I won't interfere with you. How about that?" Although he spoke generously, he had another thought in mind: " When the job is done, those two girls will be mine. If you say no, I'll cripple you. This kind of beauty was scarce. No man would let them go."
Hearing Han Ba's words, Han Mo's face lit up, "you promise?"
"When did I ever lie to you? You said you want Han Yue. Didn't she belong to you now?" Han Ba said with a sincere face.
"OK. Don't worry. I'll complete this mission." Han Mo was overjoyed. Being infatuated with the girls, he did not even think about the truth of those words.
"It's good that you can think like this. You need to know that it's imperative for us to obtain Qin Hao's inheritance and the Evil Yin Pearl. It concerns the development and destiny of our sect." Han Ba's expression became serious, "all these years, the Zi Han Sect has been considered a third-rate sect. If we can get Qin Hao's inheritance and the Evil Yin Pearl, the Zi Han Sect's power will be greatly enhanced, and it won't be a difficult matter for us to be ranked amongst the Seven Great Sects one day. We must try our best and make sure we don't make any mistakes. "
"Don't worry, vice sect leader. I will do my best." Han Mo made a promise. For him, it's OK to make a promise as long as he could get the beauties.
"Very good." Han Ba nodded in satisfaction, "go out and get some information about Qin Hao."
"OK. I'll go." Han Mo left the house quickly.
Watching Han Mo behave so positively, Han Ba let out a cold laugh as he looked at his back.
Han Mo left the room and went downstairs. He took out a pack of expensive cigarettes and passed one to the waiter who was at the counter in the main hall. "Brother, take it. It's an imported cigarette. You can hardly find it in the general market."
The waiter glanced at the cigarette but didn't take it. With a look of disdain, he opened the drawer of the counter, took out a pack of cigarettes and placed it in front of him, "Sir, it's all yours.0"
Han Mo looked at the English brand "Trinidad" on the cigarette box, and his eyelids twitched. Although he was a Martial Cultivator, he often haunted the cities and was a lover of cigarettes, so he knew a lot about cigarettes.
The Chinese name of "Trinidad" was千里达, also known as 特立尼达. It was said that this kind of cigarette was worth tens of thousands of dollars per pack. The cigarette in his hand was rubbish compared with it.
Han Mo awkwardly smiled and took the cigarette back. He looked at the pack of cigarettes on the counter with greed in his eyes. However, he was too embarrassed to take it. "Err, did you give that to me as a gift?"
"Of course." The waiter answered affirmatively. Afraid that Han Mo would not believe him, he picked up a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then handed the rest over.
"Then, thank you, brother." Han Mo didn't expect the waiters to be generous. He immediately took the cigarettes with a broad smile. The two of them lit up the cigarettes quickly and puffed out smoke.
"Big brother, what's your name?" The waiter blew out a puff of smoke and casually asked Han Mo. Out of the corner of his eyes, he looked at the cigarette Han Mo was smoking and revealed a strange smile from time to time.
"My name is Han Mo. How should I address you, brother?" Han Mo asked.
"Everyone calls me Ah Gui. You can call me that, too."
"He-he, Ah Gui. It's a good name." Han Mo feigned flattery, and swallowed the smoke happily, "brother Ah Gui, have you heard of Qin Hao?" Han Mo got back to the point. He did not expect that the waiter's expression suddenly changed and a trace of unconcealable fear appeared on his face when he heard the name.
The Madman Bar was not far away from here. He knew what happened there yesterday evening. Someone had already found out the name of the teenager who destroyed the bar. His name was Qin Hao. The name had already spread around the area. The people outside the town might not know about it, but everyone around here did.
Now, no matter what background and strength the bosses in this town had, they regarded Qin Hao as the object they couldn't provoke.
"What's wrong, brother Ah Gui?" Han Mo asked curiously.
"Err …" The expression on the waiter's face changed as he asked carefully, "Big Brother, you …." Do you have anything to do with him? " He prayed in the heart, this person had better have nothing to do with Qin Hao, or their plan must be terminated.
"Oh, I have nothing to do with him. I was asking." Han Mo replied perfunctorily. His answer was like a piece of heavenly music to the waiter and made him heave a sigh of relief.
Then, he told Han Mo what Qin Hao had done last night without concealment and exaggerated the details of the story, making Qin Hao sound like an invincible devil. Han Mo was aghast at his description.
Finally, the waiter provided Han Mo with a critical piece of information. That was, Qin Hao had not left the town and was currently staying in the house of a person with the surname Xiao in the west side of the town. All the people in this town were hoping him to leave.
He did not expect that he was lucky enough to get the information he wanted after a few casual questions. Then, he had another informal chat with the waiter before returning to his room.
Han Ba did not expect that the information would arrive so quickly. He was overjoyed, "It's help from heaven. This time, we can snatch Qin Hao's cultivation resources and the Evil Yin Pearl before the other sects do." Then, he turned to Han Mo, " There's one more thing you need to do. Find Qin Hao and give him this letter."
Han Ba took out a letter from his clothes. He had probably prepared this letter a long time ago. Han Mo took the letter hesitantly and said: "Vice sect leader, I heard from the waiter that Qin Hao is mighty."
Han Ba sneered disapprovingly, "Han Mo, you are a Martial Cultivator, not an ordinary man. From their perspective, Qin Hao was indeed very strong. To them, even the lowest level of Martial Cultivator was strong. Qin Hao had not cultivated for long. Even if we overestimate his strength, he is at the early period of the Inner Stage. To ordinary people, the Martial Cultivators of the Beginning Stage was not something they could fight against. The Martial Cultivators of the Inner Stage are like gods. How can you be as scared as they are?"
Han Ba's words made Han Mo embarrassed. Han Ba was right. Ordinary people could not understand or contend against the power of Martial Cultivators. As a Martial Cultivator, Han Mo should not be easily frightened by what these ordinary people say.
"Vice sect leader, I understand. I will go now." Han Mo immediately took the letter and left.
The night in Wuliu was special. It was bustling with lights and music in the east of the town. Men and women in all kinds of strange clothes went to bars and dance halls, showing that this was a prosperous place.
On the contrary, the western part of the town was dark. Occasionally, there were faint lights in the residential buildings, and there are several cries of children and barks of dogs. All this showed the poverty and backwardness of this place. There was a considerable gap between the east and west of the town.
However, on the west side of the town stood a five-story luxury building that didn't fit in with the surrounding buildings. A Hummer parked in front of the building.
"Wow, Hummer. I love you!" When Ayte saw the SUV, he immediately hugged the front of the car and kissed it with his thick and big lips.
This Hummer was lent to them by the bald man's friend. Initially, the car couldn't be given to them today, but things changed. So, the baldy brought Qin Hao and Ayte here. Qin Hao did not think that the baldy had such an awesome friend.
This Hummer was no ordinary Hummer. It was evident that the outer shell of the car had been repainted and repackaged. It was possible that it was modified from a military Hummer. Qin Hao was also an army knowledge fanatic, and frequently browsed the pictures of military vehicles on the internet. Thus, he was able to identify the traces of the modification. Now, he had a whole new level of respect for the baldy's friend.
The baldy's friend was called Nie Jingshan. He was a muscular man with black, healthy skin. He wasn't tall, less than 180 centimeters, but his muscular body was like a robust bull. It was apparent that his muscles were full of explosive power. Most importantly, he was a straightforward and generous man.
"Jingshan, thank you. I owe you. When we get back, I'll treat you to a drink." The baldy patted Nie Jingshan's shoulders and said in a grateful tone.
Nie Jingshan pulled his hand away with a displeased expression, "Old Ba, we are friends. Please don't say that you owe me. This car is yours. I've always wanted to get a new car. "
Before others reacted, Ayte had shouted and rushed over, "Oh, dear sir, you gave that car to us? I love you!" This foreigner hugged Nie Jingshan and kissed his forehead with his thick lips.
"Damn." Nie Jingshan let out a strange cry as he hurriedly pushed Ayte away. Then, he had a disgusted look on his face. Qin Hao and the baldy looked at Ayte with a strange smile.
Now they had a car. Initially, the baldy was supposed to be the driver. However, Ayte begged to drive. So, Ayte took the wheel.
Since Ayte knew how to drive, there was no need to let the baldy go with them. Qin Hao gave up the idea very quickly because Ayte's driving skills were awful. The car bumped all the way badly. Luckily, the roads were smooth, and they were safe.
On the way, Qin Hao asked the baldy, "Nie Jingshan called you Old Ba just now. Is your name Old Ba?"
The baldy explained with a smile: "Brother Qin, my name is Ou Ba. Everyone calls me Old Ba because I am bald. They have forgotten my real name."
"Oh, I understand." Qin Hao nodded.
"Wow, it's great! Gentlemen, we're home." Ayte shouted as he stopped the car. They had arrived at Xiao's house.
When they got out of the car, Xiao Xiaoyan immediately rushed out, "Brother Qin, Brother Qin." She called out to Qin Hao with a letter in her hand.
Qin Hao's heart trembled and a sense of uneasiness rose. He did not know what was going on.
"Miss Xiaoyan, what's the matter?"
"Someone came to my house and told me to give this letter to you."
Qin Hao felt strange. No one knew him here. Who would send him a letter? He took it doubtfully and opened it.