Junior War General

Two hours later.

Xu Mo opened his eyes and slowly rose from the ground.

As he moved, a series of crackling sounds came from all over his body.

The transparent panel appeared before him once more.

[Name: Xu Mo]

[Age: 20]

[Strength: 10,360 kg]

[Speed: 96 m/s]

[Ability: None]

[Points: 512]

Xu Mo stared at the strength and speed fields, shock appearing on his face.

His first cultivation session had increased his strength by more than double.

His strength had reached ten tons.

That already met the standard for a Junior War General.

It was not just his strength and speed; his body had improved across the board.

Even his sensory abilities had increased severalfold.

He could sense the movement of every current of air around him, as well as all manner of faint sounds.

Even the sound of the clock hands moving on the wall rang in his ears like a great bell.

Just then, his gaze shifted.

He turned to look toward the door.

"Someone's outside!"

He walked to the door and opened it.

Seeing Wanda standing outside, her face somewhat pale after waiting for more than two hours, Xu Mo looked puzzled.

"Why are you here?"

The moment she saw Xu Mo, Wanda hurried over and grabbed his arms, a mist of tears instantly filling her eyes.

"Pietro is in trouble!"

Hell's Kitchen.

Inside a private building.

In a dimly lit room.

Pietro sat in a chair, his face covered in bruises, with both his hands and feet tied up.

"Boss, this is the person I told you about!"

Across from Pietro, a skinny Black man spoke obsequiously to a figure seated by the window.

The bald man facing the window moved at those words and rose from his chair.

Only then did Pietro realize that the man was nearly two meters tall, his build excessively muscular.

The man examined Pietro, who was tied to the chair.

"Have you verified his identity?"

"Boss, we checked. He came over from Western Europe not long ago. It seems his sister married a wealthy man and received a huge sum of money!"

The skinny Black man quickly stepped forward to explain.

As he spoke, he handed over a report.

The tall, burly bald man carefully read the report in his hand.

A look of shock immediately appeared on his face.

"One hundred million dollars?"

"That's right, Boss. With this money, we'll have enough to cover what we need to hand over this year!"

Fisk, otherwise known as Kingpin, gave his subordinate an approving look after hearing that.

"Good work!"

After praising his subordinate, Kingpin walked over to Pietro.

"Sir, we're only after money. You wouldn't want to lose your life before you even get to spend it, would you?"

"Just kill me. If you want money, forget it!"

Having figured out the situation, Pietro wore an expression of utter defiance.

Given his personality, he had never intended to accept the money Wanda gave him.

He had only reconsidered later because wealthy men like Xu Mo rarely remained faithful for life.

If Wanda and Xu Mo ever got divorced someday, this would at least leave Wanda with a way out.

From beginning to end, he had not touched a single cent of that money.

Inside the manor villa.

Xu Mo and Wanda sat in the living room.

"Could he have gone somewhere without signal to have fun?"

"No, that's impossible!"

Wanda's voice trembled slightly with anxiety.

"Ever since we were kids, whenever Pietro had to leave for something, he always told me in advance. This could never happen!"

"He'll be okay, right?"

Seeing the hope in Wanda's eyes as she looked at him, Xu Mo could only offer some reassurance.

"Don't worry. I've already sent people to investigate. We'll have news by tomorrow morning at the latest!"

But clearly, his reassurance did little.

Wanda's emotions did not ease much.

Just then, Xu Mo's phone rang.

After he answered, his secretary Avril's voice came through.

"Boss, we found something!"

Half an hour later.

A car headed toward Clinton District.

"Why aren't we calling the police?"

Wanda asked anxiously from inside the car.

"Do you think Pietro would still survive if we called the police?"

Xu Mo asked in return.

Going by the Mafia's usual methods, if the New York police got involved, Pietro would most likely not survive.

What was more, their opponent was Kingpin, a man who had reached the limits of human capability.

Xu Mo did not believe the police had the ability to rescue Pietro from him.

The car stopped two blocks away from the Mafia hideout he had tracked down.

"Wait for me in the car!"

After giving Wanda a reassuring look, Xu Mo got out of the car.

Wanda's eyes reddened slightly when she heard Xu Mo's words.

Whenever something happened in the past, she and Pietro could only rely on themselves. In that instant, she even felt that marrying him was not such a bad thing.

Watching Xu Mo's back, she spoke with a worried expression.

"Be careful!"

She knew perfectly well that if she followed him, she would only hold him back.

Xu Mo did not stop or turn around when he heard her. He merely waved a hand behind him.

Standing at the entrance, he reached up and touched the wristband on his wrist.

Since he dared to rescue Pietro alone, he naturally had confidence that he could get out safely.

With his current strength as a Junior War General, ordinary firearms posed very little threat to him. With his current neural reaction speed, dodging bullets was not difficult.

The only thing he needed to worry about was energy weapons.

After all, this world had an endless stream of black technology. It would not be strange for something far beyond its era to appear.

The wristband on his arm had been prepared for exactly that.

It had cost him two hundred points.

When attacked, the wristband could automatically generate an energy shield.

According to the system, it could endure even a nuclear blast for two seconds.

The only pity was that it was a one-use consumable.

Before long, Xu Mo arrived in front of a building more than ten stories tall.

At present, the Mafia's influence was limited to Hell's Kitchen. It had not yet developed to the point of ruling the entire United States.

Its headquarters was merely this short building before him.

Xu Mo glanced at the second-floor balcony, lightly leaped upward, grabbed the windowsill, and flipped directly into the room.

"Oh my God!"

"Fuck!"

The moment he reached the balcony, Xu Mo looked at the seven or eight figures tangled together in the room.

"Throwing an orgy without inviting me? You can all die!"

The balcony's glass door opened, and his figure flashed through the room several times in an instant.

"Points +50!"

"Points +60!"

After dealing with the Mafia members in the room, Xu Mo opened the door and made his way upstairs.

With his reaction speed and velocity, those Mafia members did not even have time to speak after seeing him before he was taken out.