431 Chapter 431: Run Apar (1/2)

Before the speed boat was ashore, a black man made a whistle.

Before long, another figure showed at the dock.

The sea breeze blew up and down the man's white windbreaker, revealing the white suit inside. Dinah got nervous when she saw the man's tall and slim back.

A black man jumped to the dock and stood in front of the man in a white suit who was noticeably shorter and slimmer than him. Although the black man was much talker, he abased himself before the man in a white suit.

They talked for a while, then the black man waved his hand to the speed boat, and the other black man went ashore.

He walked to the man in a white suit with the suitcase in his hand and opened it.

Dinah saw it clearly from the telescope that the suitcase was filled with dollar bills!

The man in a white suit drew a roll of them from the suitcase, then smelt the ink before he threw it back.

The black man put the suitcase down by the man in a white suit before he took another suitcase. When he left, he even bowed to the man in a white suit.

Vincent raised the sniper rifle, which showed Dinah that he was ready to shoot at any time.

Dinah remained silent but fixed her eyes on the man in a white suit.

What's going on here? It isn't right.

Why does he look different from the source?

Seeing that the two black men were about to be aboard, Vincent asked with anxiety, ”If we don't shoot now, they'll be out of shooting range.”

However, before Dinah could say a word, the situation had an abrupt change.

At short notice, the man in a white suit held a handgun in his hand and shot at the backs of the two black men, and the bullets hit through their hearts.

It was done within seconds.

The moment the man who was driving the boat turned the speed boat around and tried to escape, his body stiffened a little and stumbled down from the head of the boat.

”F*ck, dog eat dog,” Vincent snorted and aimed at the man in a white suit. Right when he pulled the trigger, Dinah suddenly pressed his sniper rifle down.

”Bam!”

The bullet hit the ground by the man's feet in a white suit and turned much dirt.

Dinah still fixed her eyes at his back, seeing him turning around at a slow pace.

He slowly raised his head. When Dinah was about to see his face, Vincent grabbed her telescope away and hit it on the ground. ”Are you crazy?”

Vincent disassembled the sniper rifle and put it back to the box within seconds, then pulled Dinah up. ”Let's go! You've ruined the plan and exposed our position!”

The man in a white suit wouldn't come here to do the deal alone, and there must be many sidekicks hiding somewhere they couldn't see.

Their leader ordered them to kill the man in a white suit quietly and left the scene as fast as possible.

After that, she jumped down from the container.

Dinah was wearing tight leather clothing and was surprisingly agile. Vincent was just a second slow and failed to catch her.

The second Dinah's feet touched the ground; countless men ran out from every direction and protected the man in a white suit in the middle.

When there was a short distance between them, Dinah finally got to see the man's face.

However, he was wearing a clown mask, and his eyes looked very cold.

”A wild little cat,” the man in a white suit said in a low and hoarse voice, which wasn't the voice Dinah was familiar with.

She was struck dumb for a second, and a man hit her back at this moment.