He glanced to the left and right as if nothing had happened, and seeing that no one was paying attention around him, he stepped forward and opened the back seat door.

I wonder if the group of robbers left in a hurry. They didn't even take out the car keys and the car was still started.

Next to the seat stand, two cash transport boxes were lying quietly.

One hundred and twenty million neon coins!

Du Sheng's eyes lit up slightly and he quickly stepped forward to pick one up.

It is slightly heavy in hand, weighing about eighty or ninety kilograms.

But for Du Sheng, whose explosive power in a single punch reaches 800 kilograms, that's all.

He covered it with the car curtain he had prepared in advance, then walked back to his car with one hand in each hand as if nothing had happened, acting like he was carrying something.

"A man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass. As expected, God will not deceive me!"

Wei Jixiang quickly reversed the car and left, unable to suppress the excitement on his face.

Although he has a lot of money, the money he gets makes people's blood boil.

"You should use this money for resettlement first. It is not suitable to be cashed out for the time being. We will wait until the limelight passes."

Du Sheng was still thinking about another purpose of his, and after thinking about it, he ordered:

"Just drop me off at the pier in front and pick me up at Kwun Tong later."

Although Wei Jixiang didn't know what Du Sheng was doing, there were police cars around and no one dared to cause trouble at this time.

Since the opening of the Cross Harbor Tunnel and the addition of a bus line across the harbour, the passenger flow at Wan Chai Pier has decreased significantly.

Because the ship only leaves every hour or so, it is not as comfortable to sit on as a vehicle. People vote with their feet and know which seat to sit on.

Du Sheng, however, slowly paid for the tickets and entered the venue, as relaxed as a retired uncle.

He looked at the time and saw that the first flight had just started half an hour ago. The group of robbers had obviously not crossed the sea yet.

Moreover, according to the time of the incident, they would exchange fire with the police after abandoning the BMW, and then escape from the police blockade after fleeing several times.

Based on the missing traces, the police believed that this group of robbers might have sneaked into North Point. The robbers' den was even in the area of ​​Harbor City in North Point, so a large force was stationed there.

But he never expected that these robbers would cross the sea by ship!

There was no blood on their bodies, and they were dressed like fishermen in Kwun Tong. They bought tickets separately and blended into a group of people returning home. It was really hard to spot them for a while.

Even though the police arranged for people to conduct interrogations at the ticket gates, these people were empty-handed and did not see anything like a cash transport box. In addition, there was no surveillance to identify them, so they just fished in troubled waters.

After buying the ticket, Du Sheng did not get on the boat. Instead, he stood at the ferry with a cigarette in his mouth and blew the evening breeze like other people waiting to board the boat.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he kept scanning for suspicious people boarding the boat.

Even though He Yaodong and others were a little rushed when committing a crime for the first time, their professionalism, accuracy of marksmanship, and ruthlessness were definitely not comparable to that of ordinary thieves.

In addition, they are from workers, peasants and soldiers, and they carry a more or less unique aura about them, so it is not difficult to distinguish them.

Twenty minutes passed before he knew it. Du Sheng, who had smoked a cigarette, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.

A dark-skinned man who looked as naive as a farmer walked towards the boarding port.

He was wearing a gray T-shirt and a hijab, and his skin looked like that of a weather-beaten porter.

Although the other party was walking as usual, Du Sheng, who had entered the "air-locking keyhole" state, could clearly feel that the dark man's body was tense. Especially when he was next to the police officer who had passed the inspection, he glanced at the surroundings and was focused as never before.

The policeman just glanced at it and turned away because he couldn't see anything unusual.

Du Sheng smiled, threw away his cigarette holder, and silently came to the gate to follow him.

Tonight he wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, and then let Mad Niu's men invade his territory, so that he could easily plant his flag.

Otherwise, just fight over. A small incident of porcelain is not enough to be used as an excuse to launch an attack. Even if the territory is conquered, it may be claimed back.
Chapter completed!