Chapter 9 (1/2)

The weather was cold in late November and Tang Mo was wearing a wool sweater and a coat. A cold and sharp object was pressed against his lower back, poking a small hole in his thick clothes.

Tang Mo maintained his bent position without moving. He realized that it was a knife.

The man couldn’t wait. “Dammit, give me your wallet! Quickly! Otherwise, I’ll cut you up!”

Tang Mo said quietly, “If you pull the knife back a little bit and let me stand up, I will give you my wallet.”

“Stop speaking nonsense.” The man moved the knife back a little bit.

Tang Mo stood up, sensibly not turning around as he handed over his wallet. In just a moment, his wallet was taken away. The rough male voice yelled, “Fuck, is that it? That car is yours, is the key in it?”

“It is in.”

“Don’t move or I will hack you to death.”

Tang Mo didn’t turn around as the knife was removed from his lower back. He heard the other person open the door and try to start the car. After confirming that it would start, the door was slammed shut.

Tang Mo asked loudly, “My baggage is in the trunk. Can you let me take it?”

The car started for a moment before stopping again. The man said impatiently, “How can you speak about such trifling matters. Your baggage is also mine, fuck off.”

“It is getting colder. Let me take some clothes. Brother, I will freeze to death on such a cold night. Just one piece of clothing is good.”

The man swore a few times before opening the place, placing the knife against Tang Mo’s waist again and said coldly, “Hurry up and take a piece of clothing. Otherwise, I will be forced to kill you.”

Tang Mo turned around and saw this person clearly.

The man had greasy hair and there were grey spots and stains on his clothing. After discovering that Tang Mo was looking at him, the man seemed like a frightened animal that didn’t want others looking at him. He gulped and said, “Hurry and take your clothing.” He had used the knife in the past.

Tang Mo nodded.

This man was a thief.

Tang Mo walked to the trunk and opened it.

“What is this thing? A match?” The man asked with a strange expression.

Tang Mo leaned over to take his suitcase and his hand ended up slashed by the lock on the trunk. The sharp lock crossed the delicate skin of his palm, leaving only a shallow mark. Tang Mo’s eyes narrowed and his left hand directly grasped the match, forcibly swinging it behind him.

“What is this match? You…ah!”

The giant match slammed into the man’s head, causing blood to flow out.

Tang Mo didn’t expect this match to have such great power. In his hand, the match wasn’t heavy and it felt like an ordinary wooden match. But there was that loud noise just now and it felt like an iron stick was in his hand. Listening to the man’s voice, he seemed to be feeling great pain.

It was likely that a normal man’s head would’ve been smashed. The man just staggered back and raised a bloody face, looking angrily at Tang Mo. “I will slice you apart!!!”

He raised the knife and rushed over.

Tang Mo’s chest was tight as he escaped to the right while raising his left foot, slamming it into the man’s belly. The man cried out and the knife slashed at Tang Mo’s lower leg. His pants were instantly cut but the sharp blade only left a shallow, fingernail-like mark on Tang Mo’s skin. The knife made a creaking sound, like it had hit something hard.

The man clutched his stomach and rushed over again.

Tang Mo reacted very quickly, raising the match to meet it.

The sharp blade and the wooden match collided with each other and there was a loud sound.

The knife broke in two.

Tang Mo, “…”

The man, “…”

Tang Mo didn’t think that the match had such great power, but he quickly recovered and waved the match at the man. The man was very close to Tang Mo due to the previous slashing action and he couldn’t escape from the stick. However, just as the match was about to hit his head again, countless red bills suddenly fell from the air.

Tang Mo had never seen so many 100 yuan bills. It was like a small hill. The countless hundred yuan bills fell from the sky, forming a wall between the match and the man. It served as a buffer for the man and he was only knocked to the ground.

“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me…”

The man trembled and begged for mercy.

Tang Mo stopped the action of a blow. He lowered the match and leaned down to touch the money.

“Where did you get so much money? Where did they come from?”

These were real hundred yuan bills!

The man looked at the giant match with fear and explained, “I am a thief. This morning, all the people on the streets suddenly disappeared and I stole a lot of this. This afternoon, I ran to a bank and…took all the money that could be found.”

This wasn’t what Tang Mo wanted to know. “Where did you hide the money?”

The man raised his right hand and showed him a light blue tattoo on the wrist. “I took it out from here. I…When I stole the money, I found that I could place the money in this tattoo. I’ve had this tattoo for a long time and can only store money in it. Just now, I was almost killed by you and subconsciously took the money out of the tattoo…”

Tang Mo nodded and looked down at the tattoo on the man’s wrist.

There was a flash and a half-foot long knife emerged and headed straight for Tang Mo’s eyes.

“Die for me!”

The giant moved quickly through the air. Tang Mo didn’t block as he broke the knife. The red matchstick moved in an arc and struck the man’s head. There was the sound of something breaking and the man’s eyes were huge, as if he couldn’t believe Tang Mo and the match in his hands. Then the heavy body crashed to the ground.