Hong Kong General: Hang me up and open it, the side effects of the young and dangerous guys will be

Feeling the shadow of death looming, Smith knelt down and begged for mercy: "Ye, as long as you are willing to forgive me, Darknet will always be loyal to you in the future."

In order to survive, Smith can be said to have completely abandoned his dignity.

"Humph, do you think I will believe your lies? The dark web controlled by you has done so many evil things for money, causing so much killing, and even dared to assassinate me. You have already received your death!"

There was no trace of mercy in Ye Wenxiao's voice, and he exerted a little force on the sword in his hand.

Smith's body was shaking wildly in severe pain, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, but he was still trying to make a final struggle.

"Ye, you can't kill me. I can convert these fixed assets into cash, and there are many secret funding channels. As long as you let me go, I will give them all to you."

Smith's voice became weaker and weaker, but he still clung to this last chance of survival, hoping that Ye Wenxiao would let him go.

"No need."

Ye Wenxiao shook his head. He knew that this was not Hong Kong Island after all, and there must be financial backers behind the dark web.

It was impossible for him to squeeze out all the value from Smith, but being able to get a huge sum of 3.9 billion was already worth the trip.

"We Chinese have an old saying, 'It's not that I don't take revenge, it's just that the time has not come. Today is the day you die!"

Ye Wenxiao stopped talking nonsense, and the ancient bronze sword in his hand easily cut Smith's neck, as if cutting a piece of art.

The actual controller of this dark web finally went to hell.

Ye Wenxiao glanced at Smith's body expressionlessly. He had no mercy on this evil guy who took human life lightly.

After wiping the blood off the ancient bronze sword, Ye Wenxiao was surprised that after thousands of years of baptism, the sword was still as sharp as before.

Obviously, the sword was not made entirely of bronze, but must have been made of other materials.

Ye Wenxiao suddenly realized that this was definitely a talisman.

Within ten years, after the foreigners have been driven out of Hong Kong Island, as long as he donates the ancient bronze sword, he will be fully qualified to talk and can be patriotic.

Ye Wenxiao turned and walked out of the room. At this time, the battle was almost over, and only Jack and others were left hiding behind a bunker and resisting stubbornly.

Seeing Ye Wenxiao coming over, Wang Jianjun immediately reported: "Boss, most of the strongholds on the island have been taken out, and only the bunker in front has more than ten people continuing to resist."

"Give me two more hours and we will definitely attack!" Wang Jianguo interrupted.

The armed team led by the Wang brothers has become bloodthirsty.

Ye Wenxiao did not comment, and then asked: "What are our casualties?"

Hearing this, Wang Jianjun's expression darkened slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Ten brothers died, and two brothers were seriously injured. The others can still continue to fight."

Although casualties are inevitable in battle, these elites are brothers who have been through life and death with Wang Jianjun, which still makes him feel sad.

Unexpectedly, one-third of the manpower was lost, and Ye Wenxiao couldn't help but sigh.

"Brothers, you have worked hard this time. I will give each of the brothers who died two million in compensation and ensure that their families will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives."

After saying that, Ye Wenxiao patted Wang Jianjun on the shoulder.

"Boss, I thank you on behalf of my brothers!"

Wang Jianjun's eyes were blurred with tears, but his heart was also filled with warmth. Following a boss who was so caring towards his subordinates was worth it even if it meant death.

In fact, they had already been prepared for death when they followed Ye Wenxiao from afar.

However, they did not hesitate at all, because sometimes having no money is even more terrifying. They came all the way to Hong Kong Island to make a living, isn't it just to make money?

Moreover, compared to the big circle boys in Hong Kong Island who kidnapped, robbed gold shops, and kept their lives on their waists at any time, their fate was much better. Ye Wenxiao looked up at the bunker in the distance and ordered: "Tell the brothers not to attack by force. Since they want to be cowards, let them never come out."

"Boss, what do you mean?" Wang Jianguo asked.

"Stupid! The boss wants to kill them all. Go find some barrels of gasoline. I want to turn these guys into braised turtles!"

Wang Jianjun gritted his teeth and wanted to kill these mercenaries to avenge his brother.

Soon, raging fires broke out around the bunker, and the thick smoke choked the mercenaries inside.

Jack and others in the bunker were panicked by the sudden fire. They originally wanted to continue to resist relying on the solidity of the bunker, but they didn't expect that the other party would come up with such a cruel trick.

"Cough cough, Jack, there's a fire outside. If this goes on, we'll all be suffocated to death here!" A mercenary soldier shouted in horror while coughing violently.

"Damn it, the only way now is to break out." Jack also showed a look of horror.

There was no other choice but for Jack to lead the mercenaries to break out of the bunker.

However, Peng Yixing and others had been keeping a close eye on them, and any mercenary who dared to emerge from the bunker would be shot mercilessly.

The blazing flames were still crackling and thick smoke was billowing up.

"We surrender!" Jack had to raise the white flag and shouted loudly.

"The boss said we don't need any survivors," Wang Jianjun ordered, not giving Jack a chance to surrender.

"Assholes, you can't do this."

Jack and others were soon engulfed by the fire.

After clearing out the remaining dark web personnel on the island, Ye Wenxiao ordered Smith's villa to be ransacked.

What's more, in addition to a large number of valuable antiques, a lot of gold and cash were also found. It can be said that they returned with a full load.

"Boss, we are going to make a fortune now. If these antiques are real, they are definitely worth hundreds of millions!"

Back on the yacht, Master Su couldn't help but exclaim at the piles of valuable antiques and gold.

"hehe."

Ye Wenxiao smiled slightly. Compared to getting 3.9 billion from Smith, this was just a bonus.

Then, under Ye Wenxiao's command, the raging fire burned down all the buildings on the island, and a huge flame appeared on the sea.

After several hours of sailing, the yacht returned to the dock in Florida.

At this time, Rockhill was already waiting at the dock.

The yacht that Ye Wenxiao and others were riding on slowly approached the Florida pier. When Hill saw the yacht approaching the shore, he quickly came over.

"Ye, I didn't expect you to have such a huge harvest this time. In addition to the Swiss bank, I have withdrawn all the money from Smith's unnamed account in the Bald Eagle Bank."

Although Hill was jealous of the money, he really didn't dare to have any bad thoughts.

After all, the sense of oppression that Ye Wenxiao gave him was too strong.

"Leave this money in the Locke family for now and wait until it's laundered!" Ye Wenxiao waved his hand.

Are you kidding? If Ye Wenxiao dares to bring him back, he will definitely be invited to have tea by the Independent Commission Against Corruption as soon as he gets off the plane. (End of this chapter)