Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

In just an instant, everyone saw that the group was led by a young woman—beautiful, dressed in casual clothes, accompanied by a blond-haired, blue-eyed European hunk.

"Mr. Lin," said the young woman at the lead. Her cheeks turned slightly red as she saw Lin Mo, her smile brilliant.

"Hmm, why have you come?" Lin Mo frowned.

The visitors were Tang Yitong and Norman, though Norman's arm was wrapped in a white bandage.

"Mr. Lin, please don't misunderstand. I didn't have anyone follow you. I originally went to your company to look for you, but the staff there said you were here drinking, so I came over," Tang Yitong hurriedly explained, afraid that Lin Mo might misunderstand her.

For someone like Lin Mo, at the level of an expert, the last thing he wanted was to be tracked and investigated. If Lin Mo misunderstood, that would be trouble.

Lin Mo smiled and said, "I know you didn't have anyone follow me."

If anyone really had been following him, Lin Mo's Divine Thought would have noticed long ago.

"What happened here?" Tang Yitong relaxed a bit, then quickly glanced around and noticed three men lying on the ground, all injured.

Suddenly, Tang Zulong's gaze fell on Tang Yitong, and his expression drastically changed. He fell to his knees with a thud, "Miss."

Tang Yitong gave Tang Zulong a look and said, frowning, "You know me?"

Norman, standing to the side, said, "This is Tang Zulong, the one in charge of the Tang Sect in Seattle. However, by his standing, he can't yet catch Miss's eye."

"People from the Tang Sect?" Tang Yitong furrowed her brows.

She wanted to foster a good relationship with Lin Mo and ask for his help. She had not expected her own people to offend Lin Mo.

Tang Zulong wasn't foolish. Seeing that Lin Mo actually knew Tang Yitong and seemed to be quite close, he was so frightened that he kept kowtowing, "Miss, please spare my life. I didn't know this gentleman was your friend. If I had known, even if I had the daring of a lion, I wouldn't have dared to offend him."

The underground power broker of Seattle, Tang Zulong, now looked like the smallest of characters, begging pitifully for his life.

In the private room, whether it was Huo Nan, Song Min, or Liao Jianyu and other Baolai Company staff, all showed expressions of surprise.

Here was the underground supreme leader of Seattle, now looking so pitiable. The former tyrannical aura had disappeared completely, leaving them astonished at who this young man could be.

"Since he's from the Tang Sect, then it's up to you to handle it," Lin Mo said indifferently.

Tang Yitong gave Norman a look. With a gesture from Norman, two bodyguards took Tang Zulong out of the private room—the outcome was clear, even if he didn't die, he'd be disabled.

Tang Sect?

Huo Nan and Song Min were momentarily stunned again.

Like the Hongmen, the Tang Sect was also an organization of overseas Chinese, not representing the ancient Tang Sect of Shuzhou, but an entity centered around Chinese, coming together.

Initially formed because overseas Chinese were being bullied, these organizations were established for self-protection. Over several hundred years, they had become representatives of the overseas Chinese gangs.

In terms of reputation, nearly all overseas Chinese knew of organizations like the Tang Sect and Hongmen as representatives of the Chinese.

But now, they were even more shocked to find that this beautiful girl was actually the heiress of the Tang Sect, and what's more, her relationship with Lin Mo seemed to be quite extraordinary.

Yesterday, a Miss Chen had shown up, and today, another heiress from the Tang Sect had appeared.

Song Min secretly gasped, "This guy isn't handsome, could he be a walking hormone that automatically makes women favor him?"

Liao Jianyu and others were both envious and jealous, equally men, why was Lin Mo not handsome, yet knew so many beautiful women, and moreover, with extraordinary identities and backgrounds.

At this moment, Huo Yongyue, lying on the ground, was also stunned. He couldn't believe that Lin Mo knew the heiress of the Tang Sect. Even as a member of the Huo Family, he didn't dare to underestimate the Tang Sect.

The Huo Family was just a big family in the Ancient Capital, and they had some power in the country but were nothing overseas, not to mention comparing with the Tang Sect.

After all, Huo Yongyue had to suck up to Tang Zulong, and Tang Zulong's status within the Tang Sect didn't even qualify to be recognized by the Miss, which shows the immense gap between them.

"Mercy, my lord!" Huo Yongyue suddenly thumped to his knees, knocking his head fervently, his voice ringing out clear and loud, to the point where blood oozed from his forehead.

"This person has also offended you, do you want to throw him into the river to feed the fish?" Tang Yitong asked with a playful smile.

Lin Mo glanced at Huo Yongyue. Such a person didn't even qualify to catch his eye, but since he was from the Huo Family, Lin Mo didn't want to embarrass Huo Jiaming and said, "For the sake of the Huo Family, I'll spare your life."

"Thank you, my lord, thank you for sparing my life," Huo Yongyue knocked his head incessantly, as if hearing the sound of fairies, his snot and tears flying together.

Huo Nan and Song Min were shocked beyond measure, deeply looking at Lin Mo as if seeing a vortex that could attract any substance.

Lin Mo looked at Tang Yitong and said, "No news is good news, I presume Miss Tang suddenly seeking me out must be for a matter?"

"Yes, there's something I'd like to discuss with you, can we find a quiet place to talk?" Tang Yitong said.

Lin Mo nodded, considering he didn't want to stay here and participate in a mundane celebration anyway.

Watching Lin Mo and Tang Yitong and others leave, Huo Yongyue breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

But Huo Nan and Song Min simultaneously opened their mouths, yet couldn't utter a word, both women having the same premonition that it would be difficult to meet Lin Mo again after he left today.

Leaving the bar's private room, Tang Yitong took Lin Mo to another high-end private club in the city.

"Mr. Lin, what would you like to drink? Bordeaux or Lafite?" Tang Yitong asked as she walked to the liquor cabinet.

Lin Mo sat on an Italian imported crocodile leather sofa, his feet resting on a hand-knotted Persian carpet, and said indifferently, "Whatever."

Tang Yitong brought over two glasses of red wine, handed one to Lin Mo, and then sat next to him, taking a gentle sip of the wine. Her cheeks turned a bit red, glowing with an apple's blush, quite fetching.

"Mr. Lin, let me get straight to the point. I know you are not an ordinary person, and I would like to ask for your help," Tang Yitong said, gazing directly at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo tilted his head back and took a sip of red wine, smiling, "How do you know I'll definitely agree?" "I think what I am prepared to offer will definitely interest you," Tang Yitong said with a confident smile on her face.

Norman walked into the room, carrying a box.

The box was plain and square, quite ordinary, but from it, Lin Mo felt fluctuations of energy.

"Mr. Lin, please take a look at this item," Tang Yitong said with a smile.

Norman opened the wooden box, which contained a green stone about the size of a baby's fist, luminous and translucent, emitting faint fluorescent green glows.