Chapter 692 Gentle and Generous Nelson_1

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Under the cloak of night.

At Gonzalez City's West Harbor Wharf.

Chopter had been waiting here for half an hour.

Only after a passenger ship slowly came to a halt did he toss the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground without even crushing it, and hastened toward the ship.

First, a group of people disembarked from the ship, and after they had cleared, a bald man slowly walked off.

"Mr. Brysen."

Chopter hurried over and extended his hand to shake with the bald man.

"Everyone is inside, there are five of them, all skilled hands."

Brysen Beaumont patted Chopter's shoulder, "It took me a lot of effort to buy their boat tickets. You don't know, these old guys are really peculiar."

"I understand!"

Chopter said with a smile, "Mr. Brysen, you've had a hard time."

"It's nothing."

Brysen Beaumont sighed, pointing at the ship, "If Granny didn't forbid me from taking action, would I have needed them?"

"Indeed, if you made a move, wouldn't it be an overkill?"