"Hahaha..." Zhou Qingfeng stood like a madman on a freight terminal in Tokyo Port and laughed. He was surrounded by five or six unlucky guys from the Shinta group.

Since the third generation of Ishii Katsuo Ishii who was the Ishii Association fell, the Shinta group turned over and gathered a small number of people. Why... Now that even the boss Ishii has been dealt with, who dares to laugh at us? You bastards are worried about yourself!

Zhou Qingfeng, one by one, rushed into the main dojo of the Ishii Association in a peerless manner. Others didn't know it, but the members and employees of the Ishii Association who were beaten and watched were not unclear. Although the surveillance video was destroyed, various private rumors became more and more amazing.

The new Ishii Ishimada Kikushimada was a fuel to the spread and exaggeration of rumors, emphasizing that the terror of the "Black Sword" samurai can further stabilize his status. This made everyone in Tokyo's Yakuza organizations.

Who can tell that he will not be the next unlucky guy? Because Katsuo Ishii is a gang leader in Tokyo, he has been knocked down, it would be strange if others are not afraid. At this time, who cares about the first shameful Shinta group?

For the Xintian group, although the job of collecting water is too embarrassing and easily looked down upon, the income is not bad, and Zhou Qingfeng is very happy to give money. You should know that it is not easy for the members of the Yakuza team to make money. It is almost costly to collecting water, but there is a lot of money to make money. Some people are willing to do this.

Tokyo has a population of more than 10 million, and there are countless restaurant businesses of all levels. Japanese people are still very serious when doing things seriously. Just one or two people drive a truck to a hotel restaurant or something to sweep around, and you can easily get a ton of leftovers in a day.

The price of Zhou Qingfeng's ton of water is 1,000 US dollars. Of course, there are still some requirements for quality. In short, it must be relatively fresh on the day and the quality is good. But under this requirement, it is also very profitable.

Every day, these leftovers will be transported to a remote dock in the port to load a large freighter. The freighter was originally intended to be used to resettle a secret biochemical laboratory, but this matter failed, and it became a safe house for Zhou Qingfeng to transport things.

At this moment, several Yakuza who came to deliver the water were standing respectfully in front of the truck, while Zhou Qingfeng was holding his cell phone and laughing wildly. A few younger Yakuza wanted to look at what made the weird guy who stirred up the entire Yakuza situation laugh, but a senior whispered and said, "Don't cause trouble."

Regarding Zhou Qingfeng, the people in the Xintian group were both afraid and happy. They were afraid that Zhou Qingfeng was too cruel and vicious, which made people lose face. What was happy was that every time he sent water, he would send a lot of money and never default.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng laughed at the news that Hashimoto became the first newcomer in entertainment. At the same time, "GOD" sent a reward for completing the mission - the quota for transporting 50,000 tons of low-value materials from the real world to the wasteland.

In the previous "oil painting" mission, Zhou Qingfeng got a low-value transportation quota of 20,000 tons. That batch of supplies allowed the Aurora Legion to survive the most difficult period of nuclear winter. The current quota of 50,000 tons of low-value materials can just take the Aurora Legion to a higher level.

This is simply a reward like a ‘timely rain’.

During the laughter, Zhou Qingfeng let out a long sigh. Now it depends on whether Mailang can get the NTZ-49 done? Judging from the current progress, everything goes smoothly.

"Okay, thank you all. This is your reward, take it." Zhou Qingfeng took out ten thousand dollars from his pocket, and a thick stack of banknotes slapped in his hands. The members of the Shintian group were staring at him, and their breathing was a little more rapid.

"Thank you so much!" A little leader happily took the money, and took the lead with a bow of ninety degrees, and even the other members were almost heading to the ground. "We will definitely work hard."

"Ah..., what about work?" Zhou Qingfeng estimated the progress of NTZ-49 and said, "I will probably buy the NTZ-49 for at most half a month. You will be liberated in half a month and you won't have to come again."

Ah..., a bolt from the blue!

Five or six members of the Xintian group suddenly turned pale, and the little leader even held his head to the end again and asked anxiously: "Lin Sang, is it because we are not doing our job well? If there is any problem, we will definitely improve."

In an instant, several Xintian groups skipped countless thoughts - Lin Sang, you can't do this! Although this job is a bit dirty, we are all doing it very happily now. In order to collect more leftovers, we even started to divide the area and territory.

With the huge population of Tokyo, leftovers are almost endless resources. How good is this business that no one robs and has a huge profit? Has anyone taken this job away? We have to fight with him to the end!

"Uh..., didn't you cry before and say you didn't want to do it? Why are you so active now?" Zhou Qingfeng asked back.

The little leader thought to himself: You had not cleaned up the Ishii Club before, and the pressure on the entire Yakuza group was on us. We couldn't even protect our lives when we went out, so of course we didn't want to do it! But who cares about us now? It's too late for everyone to protect themselves. "Lin Sang, please think about it again. If there is anything that needs improvement, we must work hard."

But Zhou Qingfeng still shook his head, thinking to himself: I'm full and staying in Tokyo every day to collect water? I'm not crazy. This is entirely to save the transportation tonnage of C-130, and to satisfy the appetite of mutants. He also stocks up a batch of food and may be able to exchange for something else.

But these are not enough to keep Zhou Qingfeng in Tokyo. "I will charge for at most another half month. We will still pay according to the quantity within the past half month. I will ask for as much as you give, one thousand tons or two thousand tons. But I really don't want it in half a month."

When they heard that Zhou Qingfeng had no discussion on this matter, several Yakuza felt extremely uncomfortable. But they thought again: How much will be collected in half a month? Then we will take advantage of the half month to collect the water. Not to mention one or two thousand tons, we will spend more time to get five or six thousand tons for you.

Waiting to come out of the port area, the little leader shouted to his subordinates: "Listen, we must take this last opportunity to make another profit. We will get at least 5,000 tons of leftovers that meet the requirements, one ton of 1,000 US dollars, and five thousand tons is five million US dollars. We will make this money."

When they thought they had the opportunity to make a huge sum of $5 million in half a month, the hearts of several members of the Shinta group could jump out of their throats. For those of them, ten thousand dollars was an incredible income.

"Hey, we must work hard." For a moment, everyone made up their minds and sweared to complete this task.
Chapter completed!