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The butler, an experienced middle-aged man, quickly realized what was happening. He apologized to Su Mo and the others while directing the security guards to tie the two robbers up securely with ropes and immediately called the police.

Clearly, this wasn't the first time he'd experienced something like this.

However, Su Mo understood, since the security situation here was incomparable to that in China.

The local police were quite efficient, and quickly dispatched personnel to handle the situation.

When the police removed the masks from the two robbers and compared them with the video Su Mo had recorded on his phone during the day, the truth came to light.

This was not just an attempted robbery, but a deliberate act of revenge.

Faced with irrefutable evidence, the two unfortunate local thugs were taken away and will face severe legal punishment.

By the time all this was finished, it was already late at night.

The villa manager came in person, looking very apologetic. He not only promised to increase security patrols throughout the villa area, but also offered to waive all expenses for Su Mo and his party's upcoming trip and give them an extra top-notch royal spa treatment to make up for the bad experience.

Faced with such sincerity, Su Mo and the others did not pursue the matter further.

The storm has passed, but the poolside barbecue party can no longer take place.

The feelings of all four people were like those of someone who had just ridden a roller coaster.

Back in the villa's living room, the three girls were still shaken. They all focused their gazes on the boy who was calmly drinking water, their eyes filled with complex emotions—shock, curiosity, admiration, and an indescribable sense of security.

"Brother Mozi..." Luo Xin was the first to speak up, "You were so cool just now! It was like a scene from an action movie!"

"Thank goodness you're alright," Yu Shuang patted her chest, her face showing lingering fear and concern. "Honestly, that was too dangerous. What if they had guns?"

Rita stared intently at Su Mo: "I'm really curious now, is there anything our omnipotent Brother Mo can't do?"

Faced with his three younger sisters' praise, Su Mo smiled helplessly: "Back in my hometown, I learned a few moves from an old master. They were just some basic skills for strengthening the body. I never thought I'd actually use them today. I was just lucky."

Although this explanation sounds somewhat perfunctory, it seems perfectly reasonable in this context.

Especially since Su Mo had previously demonstrated similar strength.

"Alright, let's get some rest. We're going out to play tomorrow." Su Mo didn't want to continue the topic, so he said this.

“Oh, okay then~” Rita and the others nodded.

However, to Su Mo's regret, because of Yu Shuang's presence, he could only sleep alone, while Rita and the other two slept together.

The next day, to appease the frightened guests, the villa arranged for a top-notch SPA therapist to come to their home early in the morning.

However, after trying it out, Su Mo didn't really like it, while Rita and the others seemed to enjoy it more.

In the afternoon, the four decided to experience the local culture by visiting Phuket's old town.

The old town of Phuket retains a large number of buildings in the Chinese and Portuguese styles, with colorful walls and retro shutters, full of rich Southeast Asian flavor.

The four strolled through the streets, as if they had traveled back to the last century.

Su Mo became the personal photographer for the three beauties, responsible for taking their pictures...

As evening fell, they were drawn by the sound of lively music and entered an open-air bar where a small Muay Thai performance was being held.

On the boxing ring, two muscular boxers were fiercely battling it out. The dull thuds of their punches and kicks mingled with the shouts of the audience, creating a powerful and primal atmosphere.

"Wow! Is this Muay Thai? It's so exciting!" Luo Xin watched intently.

Rita, however, had a more professional perspective. Pointing to a boxer's movements in the ring, she said to Su Mo, "Look at his elbow strike; the way he generates the power seems a bit similar to the one you used yesterday."

Su Mo nodded: "Yes, all martial arts techniques have commonalities in their power generation methods."

Just then, the host on the boxing ring enthusiastically invited the audience to come up and experience the action in Thai and broken English, saying that there would be professional coaches to provide guidance.

"Brother Mozi, why don't you go up and give it a try?" Rita suddenly suggested, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint.

"I think we should just forget about it." Su Mo didn't want to make a fool of himself.

However, their outstanding good looks had already caught the attention of the host.

He walked straight over and handed the microphone to Su Mo.

Amidst the cheers and encouragement of the audience, Su Mo was eventually half-heartedly invited onto the boxing ring.

His instructor was a very experienced veteran boxer.

When Su Mo followed his instructions and threw a few standard straight punches, hooks, and sweeping kicks, the old boxer's eyes instantly flashed with surprise.

This is hardly the work of a beginner.
That solid lower body, that refined inch-force, clearly comes from a seasoned martial artist who has practiced for many years!
At the old boxing master's enthusiastic invitation, Su Mo had a brief, impromptu performance exchange with him.

Although Su Mo only used less than 30% of his strength, his swift and powerful movements and fierce punches and kicks still drew thunderous applause and cheers from the audience.

The three girls watching from below the stage were amazed, becoming Su Mo's devoted fans.

However, nothing unexpected happened.

After the performance, the organizers gave Su Mo a pendant as a souvenir.

Of course, that glass pendant didn't look like a high-quality item either...

Over the next few days, they fully embraced vacation mode.

They chartered a speedboat and headed to Phi Phi Island.

Enjoy sunbathing on the beach and feel the tranquility of life.

We also visited a highly-rated elephant sanctuary, where we bathed and fed the adorable elephants, getting up close and personal with these gentle giants.

On the last day of their trip, at Rita's suggestion, the four of them went to a very famous live-fire shooting range in Phuket, ready to experience the thrill of real guns and ammunition.

However, fate had other plans.

Just as they changed their equipment and entered the firing range, a familiar yet piercing sound came from not far away.

"Hahaha! Did you see that? That's real marksmanship! You newbies should take note!"

The blond-haired streamer who had provoked Su Mo at the celebration banquet a dozen days ago was now wearing goggles, holding a pistol with a smug look on his face. On the target paper in front of him, bullets were scattered everywhere, with almost none hitting the bullseye.

But he continued to boast and brag to his live stream camera.

When he saw Su Mo and his group, he was taken aback at first, and then a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, isn't this our world champion Mozi? What, tired of playing games, want to try out the real thing? Don't blame me for not warning you, this thing is not the same as the mouse you click on the computer, don't accidentally burn yourself!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have discovered the data cloning code and pointed his phone directly at Su Mo.

His live stream chat was instantly flooded with all sorts of sarcastic and provocative comments. Most of them were insults directed at him.

Su Mo didn't even bother to look at him, and walked straight to the shooting position, taking a Beretta 92F pistol from the instructor.

He didn't rush to fire, but first skillfully checked the magazine and loaded it. Then he held the gun with both hands, arms outstretched, and body slightly leaning forward, forming a stable firing posture.

Aim, breathe, fire!

"boom!"

With a crisp gunshot, the bullet accurately hit the center of the target paper fifty meters away—a bullseye!
Su Mo's expression remained unchanged, his arm as steady as a rock, and then he fired nine more shots in quick succession!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The crisp gunshots rang out in succession, and after all ten bullets were fired, the target paper was sent back.

The whole place was in dead silence.

In the very center of the target paper, the ten bullet holes almost overlapped, forming a small black hole!

Ten shots, a hundred rings!

The shooting range instructors were stunned. In his more than ten years in the industry, he had never seen such terrifying accuracy!
The smile on Xiao Huangmao's face froze completely, and the chat in his live stream changed from mockery to a screen full of "???" and "Holy crap".

Su Mo lowered his pistol, blew away the gunpowder smoke, then glanced at the blond-haired boy and spoke calmly:
"Sorry, it doesn't seem... that difficult."

After saying that, he ignored the dumbfounded blond kid and, with Rita and the others, turned and headed towards the rifle experience area.

Su Mo put on a show, feeling a little smug inside.

However, he didn't bother with the blond guy. Firstly, he didn't want the guy to piggyback on his popularity, and secondly, the blond guy was live-streaming, and it wouldn't be good if many people saw Yu Shuang and the others stirring up trouble.

After that, Su Mo and the others had experienced everything they wanted to experience, and went straight back to the villa to rest.

……

On their last day in Phuket, the four decided to spend a leisurely afternoon in the villa, pack their luggage, and prepare to catch their evening flight back to Shanghai.

"Sigh, I really don't want to leave," Luo Xin slumped on the sofa, looking at the blue sea and sky outside the window, and let out a satisfied sigh. "If only I could play like this forever and not have to work."

"I think you just like hanging out with Brother Mozi, don't you?" Yu Shuang joked.

"Hehe." Luo Xin didn't argue, but instead said with a smile, "Sister Widow, tell me honestly, do you also want to be sisters with us?"

“Aren’t we sisters?” Yu Shuang said.

"No, I mean the kind of thing, becoming Brother Mozi's...girlfriend..."

Yu Shuang blushed slightly and looked at Rita beside her.

She knew that, strictly speaking, Rita was Su Mo's girlfriend in name only...

Rita noticed his gaze and said, "It's alright, widow, I don't mind. Actually, I've known for a long time that you're interested in Brother Mozi."

Yu Shuang bit her lip: "But Brother Mozi... he doesn't seem to like me very much, he only treats me as a friend."

“Leave this to me,” Rita winked. “I guarantee I’ll make you our best friend.”

"..." Yu Shuang's face turned even redder.

……

Meanwhile, on the balcony, Su Mo had just hung up the phone call from Abu. The call was nothing more than a concern for his vacation and a reminder of when he would return to the team.

Although he has more freedom, the other team members have already been training for several days, and Su Mo, as the backbone, should still show up at least once or twice.

He leaned against the railing, gazing at the distant horizon, a strange sense of unease rising within him.

He subconsciously looked around. The villa area was quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the sea breeze.

everything is normal.

Su Mo shook his head, attributing the unease to normal emotional fluctuations as the holiday was about to end.

At 7 p.m. that evening, the private car arranged by the villa arrived on time and drove the four people to Phuket International Airport.

Under the cover of night, Phuket's winding roads, flanked by dense tropical jungles, appear exceptionally tranquil.

The atmosphere inside the car was relaxed. The three girls chattered excitedly about bringing back local specialties to give to their friends, while Su Mo leaned against the window and closed his eyes to rest.

As the vehicle approached a secluded bend, the driver suddenly slammed on the brakes!
"What happened?" Yu Shuang asked instinctively.

Not far ahead, in the middle of the road, a dilapidated pickup truck was blocking the way. Several local-looking men were around the front of the truck, seemingly anxiously repairing something.

“It seems the car has broken down,” the driver explained in broken Chinese. “I’ll go down and take a look.”

The moment the driver unbuckled his seatbelt, Su Mo frowned: "Don't get out! Lock the doors and reverse!"

Su Mo felt that this was too much of a coincidence.

This coincidence is especially striking in a place like Thailand where crime is rampant.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a serious tone, which startled the driver and the three girls in the car.

However, it was too late.

Almost at the same time Su Mo finished speaking, two motorcycles sped up from behind their van, blocking their escape route!
The men who were "repairing cars" in front of them also changed their expressions instantly. They straightened up and suddenly had machetes and steel pipes gleaming in their hands!
At the same time, seven or eight burly men armed with weapons emerged from the jungle on both sides of the road and surrounded their van!
This is an elaborate trap!

"Ah!" Luo Xin and Yu Shuang screamed in fright, their faces turning deathly pale instantly.

Rita clenched her fists tightly, her eyes filled with terror.

Leading the group were the same jet ski guys whose scam had been exposed by Su Mo earlier that day.

The men standing beside them, with their ferocious expressions, were people Su Mo had never seen before.

Su Mo looked at these people, his brows furrowing even more.

Weren't those two guys arrested for burglary? How come they're here again?
Were all the previous police officers fake?
Or is there some other inside story?
As he was thinking this, people outside started banging on the car window.

"Get out here, let this kid out here!" the guy who rented out the jet ski said menacingly.

Before Su Mo could make a move, Yu Shuang, who was next to him, had already taken out her phone and started calling the police.

But Su Mo knew that in this desolate wilderness, by the time the Thai police arrived, it would probably be too late.

"I'll count to three, and if you don't open the door, I'll smash the glass! I'll drag you all out and kill you!" The guy outside seemed to be losing patience. (End of Chapter)