Though he had no ambition to rule the world, with such immense power in his hands and almost nothing capable of threatening him at present, the feeling of having everything under control had gradually eroded his usual caution and vigilance.
When Wang Kun's family had been kidnapped, it had made him notice flaws in his arrangements, but it still had not awakened him to the changes in his mindset. Even later, when he cleared out the Mafia families, he had made little in the way of plans or preparations, simply crushing them with force.
In Chen Mo's eyes at the time, those Mafia families had merely been insignificant minor players, not worth mentioning at all. He had treated it entirely as training—or even entertainment—and had not taken them seriously in the slightest, much less approached them cautiously.
Fortunately, there had been no real experts among that Mafia group. They had not been alert enough to set traps, nor had they possessed weapons such as bombs or sniper rifles. Chen Mo's side caught them completely off guard with their overnight raid, and the situation had remained firmly under Chen Mo's control.
Otherwise, if they had encountered a few crack shots, or if the enemy had stationed scouts near the dock and prepared in advance by setting up snipers or traps, Chen Mo's approach of directly leading his men in a frontal charge might well have resulted in casualties.
This time, too, when infiltrating the HYDRA base, Chen Mo had maintained the attitude that he was merely playing around. He had sent Steve alone to rescue the prisoners while he himself strolled leisurely to the control room, intending to meet Baron Strucker—the chess piece he had personally placed.
Who would have thought that this chess piece, which Chen Mo believed was completely