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Chapter 624 50,000 Tons and 5,000 Tons

"Hahaha..." Zhou Qingfeng stood on a cargo terminal in Tokyo Port laughing like a madman, surrounded by five or six unlucky guys from the Nitta Group.

Since the fall of Katsuo Ishii, the third member of the Ishii Kaikai, the Nitta Group has turned around and gathered a small number of people. What's the reason... Now that even the boss of Ishii has been dealt with, who dares to laugh at us? You scumbags

Worry about yourself!

Zhou Qingfeng fought his way into the main dojo of the Ishii Club with one sword and one blow. Others did not know it, but the members and employees of the Ishii Club who were beaten and looked on did not know it. Although the surveillance videos were destroyed, various private

The rumors below are spreading more and more.

The new fourth generation member of the Ishii Society, Shimada Kunimitsu, further contributed to the spread and exaggeration of the rumors. Emphasizing the fearfulness of the "Black Sword" samurai would further consolidate his position. This caused everyone in the Yakuza organizations throughout Tokyo to

Danger.

Who can say clearly that he will not be the next unlucky guy? Because Ishii Katsuo is one of the most prominent gang leaders in the Tokyo area. He has already been brought down, so it’s no wonder that others are not afraid. At this time, who cares about being the first to lose face?

The Nitta Group?

As for the Nitta Group, although the job of collecting water is too shameful and easy to be looked down upon, the income is not bad, and Zhou Qingfeng is very happy to give money. You must know that it is not easy for the lower-level Yakuza members to make money.

Selling water costs almost nothing, but you can earn a lot of money. There are many people who are willing to do this.

Tokyo has a population of more than 10 million, and there are countless catering businesses of all levels and above. Japanese people are still very serious when doing things seriously. As long as one or two people drive a truck to check out hotels and restaurants, etc., at the end of the day

Easily produce a ton of leftovers.

Zhou Qingfeng's price for selling a ton of water is one thousand U.S. dollars. Of course, there are still requirements for quality. In short, it must be relatively fresh that day and in good condition. But under this requirement, it is still very profitable.

Every day these leftovers would be transported to a remote pier in the port and loaded onto a large cargo ship. This cargo ship was originally intended to house a secret biochemical laboratory, but this failed, and it became Zhou Qingfeng's transport.

safe house.

At this moment, several Yakuzas who came to deliver water were standing respectfully in front of the truck, while Zhou Qingfeng was holding his mobile phone and laughing crazily. Several younger Yakuzas wanted to poke their heads in to see what was causing this stir in the entire Yacusa.

The weirdos in the Kuza situation were laughing, but some seniors whispered to stop them, "Don't cause trouble."

Zhou Qingfeng and the people of the Xintian Group were both afraid and happy. They were afraid that Zhou Qingfeng would be too ruthless and vicious, causing people to lose face. But they were happy that every time they gave away water, they were handed out a lot of money.

Never default.

At this moment, what Zhou Qingfeng was laughing at was the news that Hashimoto Nai had become the first newcomer in the entertainment industry. At the same time, 'god' sent a reward for completing the task - a 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 obtained 20,000 tons of low-value transportation quota. That batch of materials allowed the 'Aurora Legion' to survive the most difficult period of nuclear winter. The current quota of 50,000 tons of low-value materials

Just in time to take the 'Aurora Legion' to a higher level.

This is simply a 'timely rain'-like reward.

During the interval of laughter, Zhou Qingfeng let out a long breath. Now let's see if Mailang can handle ntz-49? Judging from the current progress, everything is going smoothly.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. This is your reward, take it." Zhou Qingfeng took out 10,000 US dollars from his pocket, and slapped a thick stack of banknotes in his hands. A group of members of the Xintian Group looked at it.

My eyes were straight and my breathing was a little faster.

"Thank you so much!" A small leader happily took the money and bowed at a 90-degree angle. The other members' heads were almost touching the ground. "We will definitely work hard."

"Ah..., are you working?" Zhou Qingfeng estimated the progress of ntz-49 and said: "I will probably buy the water for another half month at most. After half a month, you will be liberated and you don't have to come back."

Ah..., a bolt from the blue!

Five or six members of the Xintian group suddenly turned pale, and the little leader once again bowed his head and asked anxiously: "Lin Sang, are we doing a bad job? If there are any problems, we will definitely improve them."

"

In an instant, countless thoughts ran through the heads of several Nitta teams - 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

Regarding dishes, we have even begun to divide areas and territories.

With Tokyo’s huge population, leftovers are an almost inexhaustible resource. How great is this business that no one is grabbing and has huge profits? Has someone taken this job away? We must fight with him

No way!

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

The little boss thought to himself: You didn't clean up the Ishii Club before, and the pressure of the entire Yakuza group was on us. If we go out, we can't even save our lives, of course we don't want to do it! But who cares about us now? Everyone is protecting themselves.

It was too late, "Lin Sang, please think about it again. If there is anything that needs improvement, we will work hard."

But Zhou Qingfeng still shook his head. He thought to himself: I am full and stay in Tokyo every day to collect water? I am not crazy. This is entirely to save the transportation tonnage of C-130, while satisfying the appetite of mutants, and hoarding

A batch of food may be exchanged for something else.

But these are not enough to keep Zhou Qingfeng in Tokyo, "I can only charge for another half month. During this half month, we will still pay according to the quantity. I want whatever you give me, one thousand tons or two thousand tons."

.But after half a month I really don’t want it anymore.”

When they heard that Zhou Qingfeng had no need to discuss this matter, several Yakuza felt extremely uncomfortable. But they thought again: we can collect as much as we can within half a month, so let's use this half month to collect water as much as we can. Don't say anything.

One or two thousand tons, we will spend a little more effort to get you five or six thousand tons.

Waiting to come out of the port area, the little boss shouted to his men: "Listen, we must take advantage of this last opportunity to make another profit. At least five thousand tons of leftovers that meet the requirements, one thousand per ton

US dollars, five thousand tons is five million US dollars, we will definitely make this money."

When they think about the opportunity to earn five million US dollars in half a month, the hearts of several members of the Nitta Group can jump out of their throats. For little people like them, ten thousand US dollars is an incredible income.

"Hey, we must work hard." Everyone was determined for a while and vowed to complete this task.

And what will Zhou Qingfeng do, who will be flooded with 5,000 tons of water in half a month?


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