Chapter 551

He Yuzhu quickly went ashore to find the military vehicle he had hidden, and after finding it, he quickly drove away from this place of trouble.

By the time he rushed to the Pearl Harbor commercial pier, it was already 3:59 PM.

He Yuzhu stopped the car and began the countdown: 10, 9... 3, start.

"Boom——!!!"

A heaven-shaking and earth-shattering loud noise came from the direction of the military port pier.

After the ammunition depot was detonated, it turned into a giant fireball that shot straight into the sky, dyeing the entire sky red.

"Boom..." Six consecutive explosions rang out one after another; even He Yuzhu, sitting in the car, felt a violent tremor.

The workers on the pier did not know what had happened; they stopped their work one after another and stared blankly into the distance, looking at that sky that seemed as if the end of the world had arrived.

All the workers unloading cargo stopped their work, and the passenger ship also stopped checking tickets.

He Yuzhu felt that it was not chaotic enough here and that another fire needed to be added.

He drove the car to a distance and placed a Timed Bomb inside a lumber warehouse.

Ten minutes later—

"Boom!"

The explosion sounded again, right before his eyes. This time, the people on the pier were completely panicked, and they ran toward the outside of the pier like madmen.

Just in this chaos, the Cleveland slowly sailed into the pier.

On the deck, Nina looked at the apocalyptic scene before her, her voice trembling slightly: "Mr. Su, you say... is this chaos really created by Little He?"

Su Qing shook his head: "This, I really can't say for sure."

Vasili, however, firmly believed that this was He Yuzhu's handiwork and said excitedly: "Little He's ability is too strong; the way the military port was bombed, it was most likely that a Warship or ammunition depot was set on fire. With him causing such a scene, the matter of those plainclothes agents going missing becomes insignificant."

The captain of the Cleveland, Wayne, ran off the ship quickly. Seeing the Coast Guard personnel coming over, he asked hurriedly: "Sir, when can our ship replenish fresh water and supplies?"

The officer waved his hand to interrupt him: "Supplies? Now that the pier workers have all run away, who is going to supply you?"

Wayne's face turned pale as he said: "But if our ship doesn't leave the port on time, the passenger liners behind us will block the waterway."

The officer said with an indifferent attitude: "I can't manage this matter; the order I received is not to let people on the passenger liners get off, so as to avoid criminals mixing onto the ship."

The passengers of the Cleveland were all blocked to the side and not allowed to board.

Time passed minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, the sun set behind Xishan.

Under the control of the Coast Guard, the chaos on the pier gradually subsided, and the fleeing workers, seeing no more new explosions, also returned in twos and threes.

The Cleveland also began to receive supplies, but the passengers under the ship were still blocked by soldiers, and everyone boarding the ship had to undergo strict questioning.

Su Qing, Nina, and Vasili sat in fixed positions on the deck, drinking beer in silence.

As the night grew darker, only the raging fire on the distant pier was still burning, illuminating the entire pier.

None of the people on the passenger liner got off the ship; they all stood on the deck to watch the excitement.

Suddenly, with a soft "tap" sound, an iron hook with a rope caught onto the ship's railing.

Nina was startled and instantly pulled a Pistol from her waist.

Vasili quickly pressed down on her wrist and whispered: "Don't be hasty, it might be Little He."

Before the words were finished, a black shadow nimbly climbed onto the railing.

"Good evening." He Yuzhu looked at the three of them with a grin.

The three people's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

"You scared me to death!" Nina said, patting her chest.

"After I left, did anyone contact those few plainclothes agents?" He Yuzhu asked, picking up a bottle of beer.

Nina shook her head: "No, Vasili has been guarding those two cabins, and no one has come to look for them."

He Yuzhu smiled: "In the current situation, I'm afraid no one will remember them."

"Tonight, can our ship still leave on time?" Nina asked, looking at the pier where the fire was raging.

He Yuzhu nodded: "The port is already chaotic enough now; detaining a ship full of people will only be more troublesome."

In the dead of night, the Cleveland set sail again after a three-hour delay, sailed on the sea for another six days, and finally docked slowly at Yokohama Port.

He Yuzhu stood on the deck, looking at the pier that was getting closer and closer.

As soon as the ship was docked, the gangway was lowered. Before the passengers had started to disembark, more than twenty plainclothes personnel ran over quickly and forcibly boarded the ship.

He Yuzhu's eyes sharpened, guessing that this was mostly to investigate the six FBI agents who went missing in Hawaii.

He immediately leaned into Nina's ear and whispered: "The three of you stay here and don't move; I'll go follow them." Nina nodded in understanding.

He Yuzhu was still wearing his signature long golden hair today, with mixed-race makeup on, and he followed these people silently.

The twenty-plus people first went to the Third-class Cabin to look for people, and after finding no one, they went to ask the ship's purser for inquiries.

Immediately after, based on the information provided by the ship's purser, they found Mr. Qian's family and some other Chinese faces to conduct inquiries.

He Yuzhu hid in a corner, taking in every word of the conversation.

One hour later, that group of plainclothes agents left ten people to guard near Mr. Qian's cabin and several Chinese families, while the rest went to the purser's office.

FBI official Turner asked straightforwardly: "Mr. Mark, do you know where our people went?"

Mark shook his head: "Not clear, perhaps they got off the ship in Hawaii?"

"Mr. Mark, you had better think carefully before you speak; they are FBI agents, they should have shown you their identification!" Turner said.

Mark was stunned, as if he remembered something, and said: "I suddenly remembered, there was indeed one person who said he was FBI and wanted to check the Passport of a few passengers. At the time, I didn't find the list, so he left and never came back."

Turner's nerves tightened instantly: "Think carefully, who did he want to check? Also, give me your passenger registration list immediately!"

He Yuzhu, in the shadows, felt a surge of killing intent upon hearing this.

Seeing those ten people gathered in the hallway, he appeared quickly, running and shouting: "Purser! Purser! Something big happened on the deck!"

The crowd outside the door was stunned and turned their heads one after another.

Just at the moment He Yuzhu passed by them, his heart stirred—

A full ten people vanished into thin air.

The door to the Chief Administrator's office was yanked open, and Mark and Turner rushed out simultaneously—the shout of "something big has happened" from just a moment ago seemed to still be echoing in the corridor, yet outside the door, there was not a soul.

Turner's expression changed in an instant; the sudden disappearance of ten of his men made his heart sink.

"Mr. Chief Administrator, I must go find my men first; I will come back to get the list later."

Mark nodded hurriedly: "No problem, I will wait for you." After saying this, he pulled the cabin door shut.

Turner turned and walked quickly toward the deck, his leather shoes striking the floor and making a rapid sound.

"Sir, are you looking for someone?"

Turner shuddered in fright; a person had appeared out of thin air to his side and rear.

He instinctively reached for his gun, only to find his head gripped by two hands as strong as iron pincers.

He opened his mouth to call for help, but his head was twisted violently.

Everything went black before Turner's eyes, and all sensation was instantly severed.

He Yuzhu smiled: "With only this much ability, you still want to fight me?"