"Alright, everyone, let's move out!" Zhang Yantong waved her hand, and over a hundred people immediately boarded three police cars. Zhang Yantong glanced at Ye Chen and said, "Ye Chen, ride with me!"
Zhang Yantong took Ye Chen into a Volkswagen, and under the lead of the Volkswagen, the cars quickly vanished from the police station entrance. At ten forty, over a hundred people immediately concealed themselves at the port of Dock No. 2. Dock No. 2 was much more complex in terrain compared to Dock No. 1; just the containers alone filled the entire harbor. More than a hundred people spread across over ten locations, almost surrounding the dock completely.
They were just waiting for the prey to enter the trap...
"What time is it?" Ye Chen glanced at Zhang Yantong.
"It's already twelve!" Zhang Yantong, holding a Type 79 submachine gun, laid on top of a container.