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Twenty minutes later, the transport ship loaded with more than two hundred people successfully docked.

It was an abandoned wharf that landed. The captain and chief mate had collected the money and set off from here when they went to the peninsula.

On the shore at this time, more than a dozen people in charge of connecting have been waiting for a long time.

Joe himself was there in person. In order to welcome the arrival of his huge amount of dollars, he even wore a festive floral shirt today.

Under the command of the feeder, the cargo door of the hull opened and the towing bridge was lowered.

Chen Feng was the first to set foot ashore, followed by others

After all the soldiers disembarked, they were all in tears, and many of them even cried on the spot.

Four years! Four years! They waited for four years before they finally left a dead city and returned to the human society they dreamed of!

Waiting for them may be a prison, a refugee camp, or even a guillotine.

But for them now, life and death have long been ignored, and everything is not worth mentioning before smelling the long-lost smell of humanity and fireworks at this moment.

"Thank God!"

"Successful, we finally did it!"

"Quickly pinch me! Isn't this really a dream? I really flee the peninsula?"

"I will never forget the great kindness of Chief Chen, brothers, in the days to come, we must re-behave!"

"Long live Chief Chen!"

"Long live Chief Chen! Long live Chief Chen!"

The soldiers of the armed forces shouted Chen Feng's name, and their gratitude was overwhelming.

At this time, Joe, who was standing not far away, was dumbfounded.

"What's the situation? Who are these people?" He frowned and asked Ma Zai angrily, "What do I want!"

That Ma Tsai also couldn't figure out the situation, and was speechless.

In the next second, I saw a dark shadow approaching Joe's face like a ghost.

"Protect the boss!" Ma Tsai shouted immediately.

Joe was shocked and sweated, and he drew his gun and shot.

But his pistol exploded without warning!

The gas produced by the gunpowder and the bullets that should have been blasted seemed to be suppressed by another force.

Under the huge air pressure, the barrel of the gun burst suddenly, and the hard metal parts with the bullets still in high kinetic energy splashed directly against his face.

A lively head cracked open like a watermelon hit by a bullet.

Joe, died on the spot!

Seeing such a weird scene, the horses around them were so scared that they shouted "Damn it," and fled in all directions, like birds and beasts.

At the moment when Joe fell, Chen Feng, Leoric, and Bi Anhua all had a task completion reminder in their minds.

"Ding! Congratulations to the "Chen Feng" Samsara!"

"The side task has been completed: destroy the mercenary leader of the merchant!"

Unlike Bianhua and Leoric who both had surprise and incredible looks, Chen Feng had an expression that he had expected a long time ago.

Leoric stepped forward, looked down at Joe, and then at Chen Feng: "So Joe lied to us. Actually, he is not the businessman himself?"

Chen Feng picked the corner of his mouth and nodded.

"So you expected it a long time ago?"

Chen Feng paused for a while, and said, "Actually, I just confirmed that my own guess is correct."

"Such ill-gotten gains, I don't believe that the so-called real employers and merchants will come to meet us in person."

"Actually, when we first met Joe that day, I felt something was wrong, but I didn't think about it."

"Recalling carefully now, the characteristics of Joe's retired soldier are still very obvious, and the standing and sitting posture he has trained for a long time is enough to determine."

"And I noticed at the time that he had the habit of looking down at his watch. In the past, his military rank must have been not low, and he had obvious dumpling ears. He should still be a judo master."

"From this, it is inferred that Joe should be a retired officer, just a mercenary who takes care of him. The real businessman is someone else!"

At least who the real businessman is, Chen Feng doesn't care anymore, and doesn't want to pursue it.

At any rate, I was also on Hong Kong Island that year, and I was on the road. Later, I founded the "Li Yiqun" company, which was successfully whitewashed, with accumulated assets of more than 500 million Hong Kong dollars.

At that time, Chen Feng also claimed to be a businessman doing business.

Chen Feng also knew very well that although the 50 million US dollars shipped from the peninsula came from a wrong path, after a trip to the black market in Hong Kong City, it was clean and no one would doubt it.

If Chen Feng hadn't cut Hu from it, then a certain amount of money would come out of the disposable assets of a certain businessman in Hong Kong City in the near future, and the world would treat him as earning it through legitimate channels.

Who would have thought that this money originally came from a city of zombies where the money had lost its meaning?

The issue of power and money on Hong Kong Island has always been undercurrents, and it is so true!

Since the businessman himself did not want to show up, it would take some time to lock him in for a short period of time.

But for Chen Feng, if he really wants to be held accountable, it is not difficult to find the businessman.

However, there is no need, it is not in the scope of Chen Feng's dungeon mission.

"Pick the star! It's so noisy that people won't take a nap!"

The fishermen in the huts near the pier heard the noise coming from outside and probed out of the windows.

The scene they saw afterwards made them rub their eyes, thinking they had seen it wrong.

There was a transport ship parked on the side of the abandoned wharf, and more than two hundred people suddenly emerged from the ship, all of them in rags and rags, looking like they had fled from a refugee camp.

Suddenly a gunshot pierced the silence of the dock.

The fishermen saw a gray-haired ghost fell in a pool of blood, and the remaining horses fled and ran away in fright.

"Hey! Sir! Come on! There are a lot of people smuggling here, and some people are shooting!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the fishermen immediately called the police.

Although the Hong Kong city of this world is no longer an era where young and Dangerous people are everywhere, the influx of refugees has led to poor public security.

After reporting to the police, the fisherman locked the door and closed the curtains.

After a while, the sirens of a police car in the distance rang loudly.

Faced with this situation, Lieutenant Xu gave a self-deprecating chuckle, saluted Chen Feng after a long time, and said earnestly: "Sir, I will cover you, you go quickly."

"Don't worry, I once swore to you with my life, I will be responsible for the crimes I committed in the past, and I will keep my promise. We, all the former 631 troops here, are like this."

"But you, Minzhen and the children should have a brand new life, take them with you, please!"

"Thank you!" Without further ado, Chen Feng nodded and said, "Take care!"

Turning his head, he motioned to Minzhen, Jun'er, Youzhen, Lao Jin, and Leoric and Bi Anhua to get into the car with him.

When the other soldiers in the armed forces heard this, no one objected to Lieutenant Xu's words, and they all urged Chen Feng to leave.

After hearing the sirens approaching gradually, no one escaped, standing in place one by one, silently paying attention to the direction where Chen Feng and others were going away.

It didn't take long for a group of police cars with reinforcements to surround the group of nearly two hundred people who had smuggled to Hong Kong Island.

However, Chen Feng and others disappeared from the crowd.

In addition, the truck carrying 50 million U.S. dollar bills disappeared with Chen Feng.

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