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Power of Money novel Chapter 592

A gunshot tore through the night sky that was filled with torrential rain.

Then, the noisy engine sounds of cars came from far to near. In the split vision of the river, she saw that there seemed to be a dark cloud on the road in front of her! It was dark. After she got close, the dark clouds suddenly burst out dazzling light. Dozens of large-scale general-sized SUVs swept across the ring road with a momentum that covered the sky and the sun. Their momentum was like dark clouds on the top of the road. The deafening roar of the engine alone was enough to make people around to tremble with fear, and they did not dare to fight against it at all!

"F*ck!"

Seeing this, the red dragon scolded in its heart.

The shot just now was a warning gunshot issued by the motorcade. Judging from the trajectory of the gun, it was at least a 12.7 to 99 Barrett sniper rifle. If it was shot, it would not die. The only thing that could be seen was the body left on the scene, which was still incomplete.

Seeing a large number of motorcades coming, the red dragon glanced at the cargo cart and suddenly swung its tail. The motorbikes splashed a splash on the ground and went in the opposite direction.

"One team will stay to clean up the scene, and the others should stay in formation and escort the cargo vehicles to the transfer station!"

The convoy didn't stop after they surrounded the cargo cart, but slowly slowed down and turned around. Under Mukang's command, they continued to escort the cargo cart filled with rambuckle in the Western Outer Academy, heading south all the way.

The fleet reached the transfer station a kilometer ahead of them safely.

The river didn't get off the car. When Kernel walked to the driver's seat under the sun, he asked, "Excuse me, are you..."

He had never seen Mukang, the person in his name, and he had never seen the convoy that came to rescue in time. They were all strangers, and the strong sense of crisis made him dare not relax his vigilance at this time.

"Don't be nervous, Master Qin asked me to support you. Now that you've completed your mission, leave the rest of your journey to us." Kernel said calmly.

"Master Qin? Do you have any evidence?" Horace shook his head. He was very clear about the significance and value of the goods behind him. If he couldn't send these things to the final destination personally today, Horace would rather perish together with this car than let them fall into the enemy's hands. He would rather prevent Shen's Group from getting caught.

Kernel glanced at him and a smile appeared on his cold face. "If you don't believe me, then drive yourself and follow our team. Master Qin is at his destination right now. If you have any questions, go and speak to him personally."

After saying that, Kernel waved his hand and left, ordering the convoy to start off again with their weapons.

The river river watched him leave and silently released the grenade in his hand, ready to explode at any time.

At 3:30 a.m.

The heavy rain didn't seem to be getting weaker.

At this time, there was only a valley in the southern suburbs, which was ablaze with lights, and cars came and went in an endless stream. The searchlights extending from the foot of the mountain to the valley illuminated this quiet place as if it was in the daytime, and the rain poured down like a basin and people were surging.

"Master Qin, the fleet of 13 teams responsible for transporting materials of the medical research base is ready to arrive. The goods are being transported, and only the team of the Western suburban institute is still on the way. They will arrive in about ten minutes."

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