Of the $1 billion transferred by the U.S. government, $800 million was owned by Wang Hai personally.

With $800 million, plus the $400 million in profits earned by Huayao Law Firm in the past month or so, Wang Hai has almost $1.2 billion in deposits in his account.

The $1.2 billion deposit was enough for him to go to Cambodia to buy the ancient dragon's blood tree that was priced at $1 billion.

So that night, Wang Hai and Peter left the Hawaiian Islands on a passenger plane and flew back to New York.

Early the next morning, Wang Hai summoned his mount, the tyrant dragon Arthas, and flew to Southeast Asia on it.

Straight to Koh Kong Island, Cambodia!

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After all, Cambodia is located in Southeast Asia and is quite a long way from North America.

Rao is a tyrant dragon is more than ten meters long, and its flight speed is no less than that of high-end fighters, but it also flew until the afternoon before finally arriving at Kogong Island.

Koh Kong Island is located in the Gulf of Thailand in western Cambodia, near the Thai border and near the northern Indian Ocean.

With a length of about 22 kilometers and a width of about 6 kilometers, the island has an area of about 126 square kilometers and a permanent population of about 8,000 people, making it the largest island attached to Cambodia.

According to the United Nations filings, it is administratively divided into the State of Cambodia.

The facts, however, are a bit more complicated.

Because Koh Kong Island has always been controlled by local warlords, who always like to fight for independence, it does belong to the Cambodian state on the surface, but in fact it is not subject to the jurisdiction of the Cambodian government.

After Wang Hai came to the edge of the island on the Tyrant Dragon, because the Tyrant Dragon was too huge, he didn't want to attract the attention of others and point fingers, so he asked the Tyrant Dragon to find a nearby mountain forest to hide in, and then summon it out when necessary.

Wang Hai himself walked single-handedly towards the densely populated place.

The environment of the island is actually quite good, with birds singing and flowers and lush trees.

The living area where the population is concentrated is also full of vendors, and the roadside stalls and shops are lined up.

The crowd was buzzing and quite lively.

Wang Hai randomly found an indigenous resident and asked him which direction he should go to the local warlord's castle.

The aborigine saw that Wang Hai was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament, and knew that he was a character at a glance, so he politely pointed out the way and direction to him, and there was a feeling that he was afraid that the other party would collapse with one shot.

Wang Hai saw that this indigenous resident was so polite, polite, and quite knowledgeable, and after asking, he took out a hundred dollars from his wallet and gave it to him.

One hundred dollars was equivalent to 400,000 riels, enough for the poor natives to live for a month, and after the natives accepted the money, they personally sent Wang Hai to the castle of Hermon with a smile on his face, and then left in a huff.

It is not difficult to see that the indigenous people are still afraid of the castle of Hermon.

Hermon Castle, a military base belonging to the local warlords of Kogong Island.

More than 1,400 soldiers were stationed inside and outside the castle.

There are only 8,000 permanent inhabitants on the entire island, and soldiers alone account for a full half of the population.

On the second floor of the Black Gate Castle, there are three anti-aircraft machine guns in each row on the left and right, and there are also heavily armed soldiers patrolling back and forth throughout the castle, responsible for guarding and defending the castle.

When the two outermost guards noticed that the foreigner Wang Hai had entered the restricted area of the castle, they hurriedly ran forward in three steps and two steps.

If Wang Hai were wearing ordinary civilian clothes, the two soldiers would have glared at him viciously, and at the same time raised the barrels of their guns at him, warning him to get out of here.

In fact, Wang Hai was wearing a set of expensive suits, and his complexion and demeanor were also very calm, without the slightest hint of stage fright. Characters of goods or arms dealing.

In other words, they can't afford to be lazy.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

One of the soldiers with a fierce face withdrew his rifle and asked Wang Hai with a smirk.

I have to say that he looks fierce, but with such a flattering smile, he looks like he has a lot of disobedience.

"Inform your chief, and say that I have a big business to talk to him."

Wang Hai replied, with a faint confidence in his tone.

"Okay, please wait."

One of the soldiers said politely, while the other hurriedly trotted into the castle to inform the chief.

Not long after, the soldier who had delivered the news returned, with a smile on his face that was even more flattering than before, and respectfully led Wang Hai into the reception room inside the castle.

In the process of walking into the castle, Wang Hai took a look at the surrounding tree landscape, and really found that there was a particularly prominent tree in a steel fence outside the castle.

The tree was about thirty meters tall and the diameter of the trunk was almost three meters wide, and combined with the appearance of the tree, coupled with the heavily armed guards next to it, it was not difficult to deduce that the tree was the target of his visit, the dragon's blood tree, which had survived for more than 3,800 years.

After Wang Hai followed the leading soldier to the reception room, the soldier pushed the door and left.

The so-called reception room is a bit like an enclosed stone room, and the walls around it are all brick walls, but this is also typical of castle-like architecture.

After a while, another middle-aged fat man in the same suit and leather shoes, wearing a dark blue tie, who looked to be about forty years old, with a round belly with a big belly, swayed in.

Seeing Wang Hai, a guest from afar, sitting there, he immediately gave a kind smile, but because he was too fat, his eyes were basically narrowed into a line when he laughed, and the flesh on his face was even more oily.

At first glance, he looks like an honest and honest person, but unfortunately there are too many people in this world who are good at disguising themselves, and no one can say whether he is deliberately hiding a knife in his smile.

"Hello, the contemptible man's name is Mockdarn, Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Black Gate Government."

With a panacea smile on his face, Mokdarn stretched out his right hand to Wang Hai, ready to do international business etiquette.

"Wang Hai, Chinese, from New York."

Wang Hai stood up from his chair and politely shook hands with the other party's oily fat hand.

After shaking hands, Mokdarn sat down in front of Wang Hai.

In the middle of them is a rectangular table with two teacups and a teapot on it, the traditional Cambodian hospitality.

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