End of the World: Investment Goddess, I have a 10,000-fold return system

In the apartment, Zhao Muqing was drinking coffee, tasting delicious mung bean cake, and was happily waiting for news about Ma Guoqiang while holding her cell phone.

A dozen awakened people must be at hand.

But more than ten minutes passed, and there was still no news.

Didn't anyone get caught?

Or did Meng Fan realize something was wrong and ran away?

"These people must have alerted the enemy and scared the bastard Meng Fan away."

"These useless male dogs can't even catch a single person. Why do I feed you shits? You still want to ask me for a reward, and you want to touch my queen's hand."

"Useless trash, trash, shit! All deserve to die!"

Zhao Muqing grabbed the things on the table and smashed them without mercy.

Anyway, you can always ask people to help clean up, and then let them go out to look for it after the damage is done. Anyway, it's none of his business whether these people die or not, as long as they can bring their things back.

Suddenly the phone rang with news about Ma Guoqiang.

Six words:

We are returning.

Not noticing the strangeness between the lines, Zhao Muqing was filled with ecstasy.

"Finally caught."

He stood up and rushed to the door. She wanted to be the first to see the famous scene where Meng Fan was led upstairs by a dog leash and holding high heels in his mouth.

But the next second he turned around and ran to the bedroom.

No, how can it just pass like this?

I have to change my clothes and put on makeup.

You must look your best to attend this event!

Yes, this is a big event for her!

He rushed into the bedroom and began to take off his clothes. Due to his supernatural powers, Zhao Muqing was almost not hungry, and his figure was still as perfect as before. He even took a shower yesterday.

Change clothes quickly.

It's the classic business attire she wears every day at work in the company.

It was also Meng Fan’s past nightmare.

Zhao Muqing just wanted to enjoy the same pleasure of torturing Meng Fan as he did before.

Ta-ta-ta-ta.

He walked forward quickly in high heels, urgent and excited.

Ma Guoqiang has already brought the person upstairs, right in front of his house.

Zhao Muqing opened the door excitedly.

"You are finally back...ah!"

He froze in place for the next second.

Only Meng Fan stood in the crowd, holding a dog leash in his hand.

Her number one dog licker, Ma Guoqiang, was crawling on the ground on his knees with a leash on, with high heels dangling from his mouth.

A look of enjoyment.

Others looked at Ma Guoqiang with envy from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhao Muqing was stunned.

The next second, he became furious: "You guys are trash! I asked you to arrest him, not to bring him here! What are you doing!"

"Catch him now, now!"

Zhao Muqing roared hysterically.

No one moved, including Ma Guoqiang and others.

They were all frightened by the beating, and the broken bones are still in severe pain.

Being able to climb up stairs has already reached the limit of physical fitness.

"It seems that you are having a good time without me, Zhao Muqing."

Zhao Muqing was so frightened that she saw Meng Fan looking at him with a face full of teasing.

After seeing the wounds on Ma Guoqiang and others, they suddenly realized.

These people can't beat Meng Fan?

Then wouldn’t he have to——

In an instant, the original fear about Meng Fan was awakened.

His throat twitched instinctively, and he subconsciously tightened his legs and stepped back, staggering back to the sofa.

This devil is coming, and he is coming to bully me again.

But suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred.

What are you afraid of, idiot? You still have superpowers!

"Meng Fan, don't blame me if you are seeking death yourself."

Zhao Muqing's body lit up with a pink glow, and a fragrant wind quickly spread towards Meng Fan.

After doing this, Zhao Muqing's face showed pride again.

"Hahaha, Meng Fan is here too! From now on, just stay here and be my dog."

Seeing the familiar confusion in Meng Fan's eyes, he felt completely at ease.

"Meng Fan, you damn dog, get over here now, my queen."

Seeing Meng Fan walking towards her step by step, Zhao Muqing's eyes burst out with a sense of revenge, and she raised her legs high.

"Kneel down now and open your mouth!"

"Hahahahaha, you have today too."

Zhao Muqing laughed so wildly that the next second his pupils widened and he let out a scream.

Meng Fan did not kneel down, but stepped on the sole of her foot.

The next second, Zhao Muqing was slapped down on the sofa.

Before Zhao Muqing could react,

Meng Fan opened his bow from left to right and slapped Zhao Muqing across the face.

Zhao Muqing's eyes were filled with stars, and she was instantly dizzy.

Who are you, where are you, what happened.

By the way, I used my superpower on Meng Fan.

Impossible, why is my ability useless to Meng Fan!

Zhao Muqing finally reacted in horror, but when her pupils focused, all she saw again was Meng Fan's condescending gaze.

Snap!

Another slap on the face.

"So this is your power? It's interesting."

Meng Fan just wanted to see what special powers Zhao Muqing had. He felt dizzy when bathing in the fragrant wind, but it was easily dispelled when his senses were activated.

It's probably similar to Yu Asakura's ability to charm.

But they are not the same.

Yu Asakura can charm targets without distinction, whether they are men, women or mutants. At the same time, after being charmed, energy can be extracted from the target to improve attributes.

Zhao Muqing's ability is only useful to men, and he cannot extract energy to improve himself, but he can have a lot of charms.

Each has its own advantages.

But Meng Fan is a little strange.

Even if Zhao Muqing has this ability, he can easily charm a dozen awakened people and a dozen ordinary people, and the effect is really abnormal.

There was no time to think so much.

"Help, let me go, someone come and save me."

His greatest support was actually useless to Meng Fan!

Zhao Muqing has been completely enveloped in panic!

Ma Guoqiang and others heard the call and finally moved!

Their Queen's life was threatened, and they couldn't just sit idly by even if they died.

"Asshole, let go of my Queen!"

"My Queen, we are here to rescue you."

The crowd was furious.

But that's just anger.

Bang!

A younger brother flew out upside down, his head bursting with blood splattering all over the floor.

A pistol appeared in Meng Fan's hand, and smoke was coming out.

The whole place was dead silent!

This man actually has a gun!

But Ma Guoqiang roared angrily: "We will die as Her Majesty's dogs, and we will die as Her Majesty's dogs! Don't even think about scaring us with a gun."

"Brothers, protect the Queen!"

He screamed and rushed towards Meng Fan, looking forward to death.

Meng Fan raised his eyebrows.

The effect of the supernatural power is so powerful that you are risking your life?

pity.

Before, they were just left to lead the way, but now Meng Fan no longer needs to hold back.

Bang bang bang bang——

Pull the trigger, and the people who rush up fall down one after another.

Some people's shoulders were shattered, some people's legs were broken and they fell down, some people's heads were immediately held, turning into headless corpses and flying backwards...

In the blink of an eye, half of them died suddenly.

The rest fell in a pool of blood and howled in pain.

Meng Fan wiped away the blood spattered on his face and turned his eyes back to lock Zhao Muqing.

"Now, what other tricks do you have?"

Zhao Muqing was already trembling with fear.

Meng Fan killed someone!

Killed more than a dozen people in one go.

This devil!

Ma Guoqiang's legs were broken, and he still grabbed Meng Fan's trousers.

"Let go of my Queen...My Queen, please leave quickly."

Meng Fan was moved.

Licking the dog, licking the dog, licking until there is nothing left.

But a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to me and I suddenly remembered a fun game.

"Don't you all know the relationship between me and your Queen?"

Ma Guoqiang and others looked shocked, why did they suddenly say this.

The next second, Zhao Muqing trembled.

The black muzzle of the gun in Meng Fan's hand was already pressed against her forehead.

Smiling evilly.

"Damn bitch, tell them who I am."