CHAPTER 264: THE PERILOUS UNDERWORLD

However, for those involved in illicit dealings, to betray and act against the established code meant being mercilessly eradicated according to the rules of the underworld. They utterly detested such actions. Firstly, it broke trust; secondly, it brought disruption to their circle; and thirdly, it destroyed their rules and interests.

So, Mo Xiaobai, without further ado, dismantled that diamond group.

This incident served as a warning.

It was a stark message to all major players connected with the Mafia.

John was no easy opponent either. Like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, he had a group of people working for him, and one of his mistresses was a police officer in America. Leveraging official channels, he escaped the U.S. with a group of people, disappearing without a trace.

When Mo Xiaobai became ruthless, he was unparalleled. The Mo brothers were all inherently formidable. Originally, with the group dismantled and their leader gone, the matter could have concluded. But to prevent their resurgence, Mo Xiaobai completely uprooted the group, ensuring no remnants remained.

This matter should have ended there.

However, last month, Mo Xiaobai was targeted in an assassination attempt at an arms conference organized by a European and American arms dealer. The assailants were fierce, but he narrowly escaped harm, only losing a flashy sports car.

Later, through Mo Chen’s extensive investigation, it was confirmed that this was a retaliatory act by the remnants of John’s group. Several Mafia branches in North America were attacked. Fortunately, Mo Yao had foresight, preventing considerable losses.

This situation continued until before the Chinese New Year. Mo Xiaobai even said before the New Year that he would enjoy a peaceful year first, and then slowly deal with these people after the holiday, vowing to leave no one standing.

Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, John made his first.

While there was no direct evidence to prove John was behind it, it was highly probable.

The Mafia’s headquarters were in Italy, and Mo Yao and Mo Chen frequently being in and out of Rome was no secret. It was possible they had been lying in wait in Rome.

Mo Chen proceeded to check their entry records, hotel registrations, and other information. Having previously found John’s ticket stubs and credit card records, it wasn’t difficult to trace them this time. Indeed, they were in Rome...

However, what they didn’t expect was that John and his group had also checked into the Four Seasons Hotel using fake IDs...

Mo Wushuang gave a thumbs-up. "John has some nerve! An internationally wanted fugitive, a Mafia fugitive, dares to stay at the Four Seasons Hotel in Rome. Does an American like him also know that the most dangerous place is the safest place?"

She almost admired him.

Mo Chen continued checking the data and said, "They checked out today. They might change IDs and check into another hotel, or find another place to stay."

Mo Xiaobai pursed his lips. "If I were John, what would I exchange Wen Nuan for?"

"Your life, naturally," Mo Wushuang replied. Mo Yao frowned, looking at Mo Wushuang. Mo Xiaobai slammed the table. "If he wants my life, he should at least make a phone call, not even a peep!"

Aside from waiting, they had no other options.

Wuwu... Little Cousin’s gaze was going to bore a hole through him.

Was this his fault?

Mo Xiaobai silently questioned the heavens.

Mo Yao said, "Wait patiently. They went to great lengths to capture someone; they won’t just keep her unused."

This was the kidnapper’s psychology. If they wanted Wen Nuan’s life, they could have taken it right there at Piazza Venezia. There was no reason to kidnap her. Ye Feimo felt a chill of fear thinking about it. If there were no vested interests, and they simply thought Wen Nuan was important to Mo Chen and Mo Xiaobai and just shot her, what would he do?

At this thought, Ye Feimo broke into a cold sweat.

It was too terrifying.

Thinking of this, he glared fiercely at Mo Chen and Mo Xiaobai again.

These two rascals.

Mo Xiaobai and Mo Chen feigned death, pretending not to see Ye Feimo’s terrifying expression. Their hearts were also uneasy. John was incredibly malicious, and his methods were vicious. If anything happened to Wen Nuan, Ye Feimo would surely kill them.

Indeed, Little Cousin’s woman was not to be messed with.

It wasn’t until the next morning that no call came in. Everyone had waited all night in vain, and no results came from their investigations. Rome was the Mafia’s territory, beyond Ye Ningyuan’s reach. The brothers had long ago amicably divided their territories over tea, not interfering with each other, but helping when needed. Therefore, Longmen and the First Terrorist Organization had little influence in Rome and could only rely on the Mafia.

Ye Feimo hadn’t slept all night. He considered every possible consequence. The more he thought, the more worried and fearful he became.

Once kidnapped, the longer the time, the more disadvantaged the victim. He had no idea how Wen Nuan was doing.

She was a hothouse flower, never having encountered such a thing. The most terrifying incident she had faced was with Brother Xiong, but John was not on the same level or caliber as Brother Xiong.

Was she very scared?

"Shit!" Ye Feimo cursed under his breath. Mo Chen and Mo Xiaobai no longer dared to joke. After a night with no news, what exactly did these people want?

Mo Yao’s brow furrowed. He ordered his most agile secret agents, Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning, to search for John and his group’s whereabouts. Using the most basic method, they would turn Rome upside down if necessary to find them.

John’s group consisted of a dozen or so people. If they had gradually infiltrated Rome, with additional manpower, they would number around twenty. Such a large group moving about would attract attention, and being illegal immigrants, they would surely not dare to parade through the streets.

John had dealt with Mo Xiaobai several times and was very familiar with their methods. He knew the Mafia had a very strict tracking system that they might not use.

"Feimo, prepare yourself for the worst," Mo Yao said.

Ye Feimo’s face instantly darkened.

Wen Nuan had no idea where she was. She woke up feeling dazed, only remembering being covered over her mouth and nose. She couldn’t remember anything else. She vaguely opened her eyes, seeing only darkness. Her mouth was taped shut, preventing her from speaking. Her body was weak and limp, and her head was throbbing from the tranquilizer.

Wen Nuan was terrified. Where was this?

Who kidnapped her?

These people were simply too resourceful, knowing they were even in Rome and managing to find them so precisely and then kidnap her. It was truly miraculous. After her initial fear, Wen Nuan closed her eyes.

She had always been optimistic; when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Her mouth was sealed, so she couldn’t speak a word, and her body was tied to a chair with chains, unable to move. She struggled a few times, realizing her wrists were bound with iron chains, so Wen Nuan gave up struggling.

This was the legendary situation where one calls out to heaven, but no one answers.

There was truly nothing she could do but close her eyes and rest.

Struggling further would only be a waste of energy.