With the current status of the Liu Boyang brothers, they are not short of money at all, and Liu Boyang has a net worth of tens of billions. But at this moment, the ill-gotten wealth on the "Neptune" is purely for nothing, and it will be all for free.

Hua Qiang, and Liu Boyang and the others rarely become terrorists once, so of course they have to get enough of it! What's more, Liu Zhenlong also wants to take part of the funds and give them to the old demon and the old ghost as a reward!

The looting was still going on. The old cat in the monitoring room suddenly noticed a familiar figure appearing at the end of the corridor of the guest room. He took a closer look and saw if it was Song Yaolong. He smiled and reported to Liu Boyang in a low voice through the intercom. Liu Boyang then left the casino.

Walking towards the corridor of the guest room. Song Yaolong's palms were full of sweat, and the handle of the m1911 was extremely slippery. He had lived a life of fine clothing and fine food since he was born. Relying on his good father, he acted domineeringly and uninhibitedly.

Ruan's words were clear and logical, but he had never experienced a real fight in the rivers and lakes. Now that he suddenly encountered such a situation, he was inevitably a little frightened. But after all, this gambling boat was too important to the Song family, and it was the first day that he was killed by his father.

Song Huaqiang was sent on board the boat to see what was going on. If something went wrong, he would not be able to escape responsibility.

The corridor was quiet. Song Yaolong squeezed the handle of the gun and continued to walk forward. Suddenly a man in camouflage uniform jumped out in front of him. Song Yaolong was startled. As soon as he raised the gun, the other party's gun went off and the bullet passed through.

Song Yaolong's wrist, the M1911 fell to the ground on the spot, and the other party fired two more shots. Song Yaolong's two knees were both shot, the bones were shattered, and he knelt on the ground with a "pop"!

Liu Boyang hates this guy deeply. Although there is no conclusive evidence, his father Liu Zhentian was killed by this guy for eight years. Every injustice has its owner, and now is the time for revenge!

But Liu Boyang didn't even want to take advantage of this kid. He pointed a gun at Song Yaolong and cursed with ulterior motives: "Fuck! Song Yaolong, I will help you kill the guy named Wang, and I will help you chop Liu Zhentian. If you still dare to molest me, you go to hell!"

Song Yaolong's eyes widened and he didn't understand what these incomprehensible words meant, but Liu Boyang didn't intend to let him understand. He hit Song Yaolong's head with two bullets, and a big head was exploded at close range, turning white and red.

The walls were covered with paste, as bright as the big rotten watermelons in the melon field.

On the ceiling behind Song Yaolong, a camera faithfully recorded everything.

Liu Boyang spat and turned back. As soon as he walked into the casino gate, all the lights on the ship were extinguished. It turned out that Liu Zhenlong looked at it and it was almost time. It was time to call it a day and go back, so he sent out the lights-out signal.

The four Liu Boyang brothers quickly evacuated from different locations. Liu Boyang and Gao Zhenfei left the casino, Lao Mao left the control room, and Cui Guodong left the chip exchange office and rushed to the deck together.

Suddenly, screams could be heard in the dark cabin, and the sounds of fast running and the sound of bodies falling heavily to the ground could be heard. The gamblers were all scared and ran around. They only regretted that they had not read the almanac before going out.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the ship shook violently. The explosion seemed to come from the bottom of the ship. Someone shouted: "No! Terrorists have blown up the ship. The ship is going to sink. Everyone, run away!!"

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Everyone was in a panic, no longer caring about fear, and swarmed to the deck. At this time, the sailors and waiters in other cabins also ran out. The rain was still falling, the night was dark, and there were guests in evening clothes.

The crew members in white sailor uniforms and the dealers in tight-fitting shirts were all crowded on the deck, watching eagerly as the crew lowered the lifeboat, shouting and screaming one after another.

"Let me go first, I am the secretary of xx city!"

"Let me go first and I'll give you money!"

"No one can compete with me, my father is xx!"

There was a chaos of cries and howls, and the scene was comparable to the sinking of the Titanic. Fortunately, the "Neptune" only carried a few hundred passengers, there were enough lifeboats, and the temperature of the sea was not that cold. If we followed order, everyone could

Escape smoothly.

Explosions came one after another, thick smoke floated out from the cabin, and the Neptune slowly sank, leaving only countless terrified and panicked screams on the dark sea...

Five minutes later, when the last lifeboat left the Neptune, the rain stopped and a flash of white fish belly appeared in the east. Everyone was silent, watching the remaining bow of the cruise ship sinking little by little, in a huge state of ecstasy.

The extremely luxurious international gambling ship disappeared into the vast sea with a ship full of corpses, money and sins.

At this time, a speedboat had long since left everyone's sight, plowing two tiny traces on the sea in the distance, drifting away...

The Macau police received the report in the early hours of the morning. The captain used his spare maritime phone to call the navy headquarters, saying that the Neptune on the high seas had been robbed and needed reinforcements. The police did not dare to neglect and ordered the navy to patrol in front of the speedboat.

I went to check it out and called Fatima Parish to verify it.

Before the call was connected, the radio station at Marine Corps Headquarters received a report. It was a report from the Marine Department, saying that a ship had caught fire on the high seas. Judging from the outline, it seemed to be the Neptune, but the high-frequency radio station could not contact it.

Now the Marine Department's rescue boat has set off, and we hope that the water police will cooperate.

At this time, the water police headquarters was in a state of chaos. At 5:30 in the morning, all the phone calls were busy. Notifying superiors, mobilizing manpower, dispatching speedboats, and dispatching helicopters from the rescue team. The things verified in Fatima Parish were not important.

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The southeastern coast has always been a typhoon-prone area, and the shipwreck rescue mechanism is quite complete. Both the Maritime Region and the Marine Department have activated emergency plans. Rescue ships and helicopters quickly rushed to the shipwreck site. The Neptune is anchored on the high seas near Macau waters.

The distance is only twenty nautical miles, the heavy rain last night has stopped, the sea conditions are ideal, and the rescue is not difficult.

When the rescuers arrived, there were more than a dozen lifeboats floating on the sea, and the Neptune had disappeared under the sea level. The sailors transferred the distressed passengers to their own ships, put blankets on them, and handed them hot coffee.

After hearing the news, reporters from several media outlets in Macau also rushed to conduct interviews at every opportunity, and the cameras kept filming.

Just when the sailors and the Maritime Department were busy, Liu Boyang and the others were already sitting on a Thai container ship. The simple cabin was filled with the smell of diesel, and the sponges on the seat cushions were gnawed by rats.

It's dark, but sitting here I feel a rare sense of security.

The owner of this ship is also a friend of Liu Zhenlong. He is an authentic Thai. At this moment, he and Liu Zhenlong are standing side by side on the deck smoking and chatting. What makes Liu Boyang incredible is that his uncle can still speak fluent Thai.

It seems that I knew too little about my uncle before.

Gao Zhenfei, old cat Cui Guodong and the others had already changed into clean clothes and were sitting next to Liu Boyang, eating canned beef and looking at the sea in trance. The actions last night were thrilling and enough for them to reflect on for a while.

Next to them, in the big pockets, in addition to those large banknotes and M gold Australian dollars, there were also many valuable jewelry, diamonds and gold watches, etc., all colorful and dazzling. Although I didn't count them carefully, the value of these things

The total value is definitely over eight figures, and may even exceed 100 million! How many people will never see so much money in a busy life!

"Brother Yang, what are we going to do with this money? They are all in foreign currency. They cannot be used when brought back to the mainland. It will only arouse suspicion when exchanging them." Cui Guodong casually pulled a pocket with his hand, opened it and looked at it.

Liu Boyang looked at his uncle Liu Zhenlong's back with fascination, and said: "Watches, diamonds, gold, etc., take more if you see what you like, and leave the rest to my uncle. He has a way to 'digest' it, and we
Chapter completed!