Chapter 240

High seas.

Inside the cabin of the Hind armed helicopter, Rambo operated the machine cannon, locked onto Wang Bao, and then pressed the firing button.

Countless bullets poured out instantly, and the immense power tore Wang Bao, Ah Jie, and the others into shreds.

In just a few seconds, there wasn't a single living person left on the deck, and one couldn't even find a complete corpse.

"Fire rockets and sink this ship."

Rambo ordered.

The next moment, the three Hind armed helicopters fired rockets simultaneously, hitting various parts of the cargo ship.

The cargo ship itself wasn't sturdy, and after a round of rocket baptism, it began to billow with thick black flames, and the entire hull sank into the sea.

In just a few minutes, the shadow of the cargo ship could no longer be seen on the sea surface, leaving only some machine oil and minced meat floating in the original position.

Rambo scanned the area with an expressionless face and ordered the pilot to circle for a while to ensure there were no survivors before returning to the South Asia base.

"Gold coins +200!"

"Gold coins +1!"

"Gold coins +1!"

"Gold coins..."

System prompts kept appearing in Ni Yongyao's mind.

Seeing this, Ni Yongyao knew that Wang Bao was dead.

Sure enough, Ni Yongyao soon received a call from Rambo, who reported the process of dealing with Wang Bao in detail.

And with Wang Bao's death, Yau Ma Tei was from then on incorporated into the Ni family's sphere of influence.

"Gold coin balance: 1050."

These thousand-plus gold coins were the total contribution of the Wang Bao Group to Ni Yongyao.

This was also because Wang Bao ran too fast and basically didn't go head-to-head with Luo Tianhong, otherwise the number of gold coins would have been at least 1500 or more.

After Wang Bao ran away, the remaining street thugs in Yau Ma Tei scattered in a flurry; no one was stupid enough to stay and risk their lives when the boss had already run away.

Luo Tianhong took out all the remaining venues in Yau Ma Tei with almost no effort.

"Do a simple draw of two."

Ni Yongyao wiped his hands, opened the lottery interface, and prepared to draw two to test his luck as usual.

"One lottery draw costs 100 gold coins. Do you wish to start?"

"Start!"

Ni Yongyao said without hesitation.

"Drawing..."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the full set of patent technology for the 191 rifle!"

"Gold coin balance: 950."

"191 rifle?"

Ni Yongyao's eyes lit up upon seeing the system prompt.

Among the light weapons of later generations, the US mainly relied on the HK416 and M16, the Soviet Union had the AK series, and the mainland had the Type 95 and 191 rifles.

Its performance could completely compete with the HK416.

Yet in 1991, the equipment used by the mainland military was still the Type 56 series; by comparison, the 191 is absolutely a comprehensive performance crush.

"This is an opportunity."

Ni Yongyao quickly and keenly realized that the 191 rifle wasn't just a weapon; for him, it was an opportunity.

However, it wasn't the right time yet, and Ni Yongyao quickly shifted his attention back to the lottery interface.

"Continue drawing."

"Drawing..."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a two-star killer: Ghost Warrior Squad * 5"

"Gold coin balance: 850."

"Again?"

Ni Yongyao sighed helplessly upon seeing the familiar Ghost Warrior Squad. He knew that the subsequent draws would also likely be the Ghost Warrior Squad, until he had drawn a total of twenty people.

The facts were the same as Ni Yongyao had guessed; the next three consecutive draws all resulted in the Ghost Warrior Squad.