Global Doomsday: I have a portable farm!

Telekinesis is really suitable for assassination. If Meng Ren were to take action, Li Yongyuan would not even know that he was dead.

But since someone warned Li Yongyuan, he would let him go once.

Lu Wenjie is very powerful. At present, he does not want to conflict with the other party for the temporary pleasure of revenge.

It's hard for people to achieve great things in a hurry. He's not that kind of idiot.

Meng Ren came to the portable space, and he was going to check the construction status of the camp.

As soon as he came in, he was severely surprised.

It had only been a few hours, but a lot of changes had taken place in the camp.

The biggest change is the place used to store supplies. Meng Rendu originally piled supplies randomly on the lawn.

There were really too many supplies, and he simply couldn't store them all in categories.

But it's different now. All the supplies have been counted and sent to each other separately.

Seeing Meng Ren appear, Ou Mingxue handed him the list.

"Chief, this list is the total assets currently held by our camp!"

Meng Ren took it and took a look. The list clearly stated how many supplies there were, what types they were, and how much they were. Even a packet of salt was not left out.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Professional!

Meng Ren was very satisfied. As expected, it was good to have his subordinates to take care of him. He no longer needed to handle such matters personally.

"Good job." Meng Ren smiled and nodded.

Everyone immediately returned to the real world, and Zhu Huihui had already prepared dinner.

After taking a shower and eating, everyone returned to their rooms to rest after working for several hours.

…

The next day!

Night falls again, and the scorching hell during the day is barely enough for people to go out for simple activities at night.

There was silence in the city. The once bustling city was now pitch black everywhere, and it was almost impossible to see anything on the streets.

The moonlight is quite bright tonight, perhaps because there is no industrial pollution. In just two months, the sky in the city has become much clearer again.

A crescent moon hung high in the night sky, and the bright moonlight swayed down from the night sky, as if covering the entire city with a layer of silver sand.

It was very quiet outside Anmu's community, but at this moment, the original silence was broken by a sudden sound.

On the street, a group of people riding tricycles and bicycles suddenly rushed out. There were more than twenty people in them, holding various weapons in their hands.

Some people have iron rods in their hands, some have watermelon knives in their hands, and some have bows and arrows and crossbows in their hands.

These people are basically in their twenties, and there are also teenagers, both male and female.

What they have in common is that all of them are dressed very wildly, and a few young women are even more half-clothed, roaring and screaming in excitement.

"Hahaha, Anmu Community is here!"

"Brothers and sisters, let's destroy this garbage community today and avenge our partners!"

More than twenty people rushed outside the community, and the scene was very lively for a while.

This sudden scene immediately attracted the attention of many owners in the community. Many people walked to the balconies of their villas and looked at the activities outside the community.

Liu Donglai soon received the news. He took out his walkie-talkie and gave an order to go down.

"Kill these people!"

There was no hesitation in his tone. Following Liu Donglai's order, four or five armed security guards in black quickly arrived at the gate of the community.

Each of them carried weapons, and their swift movements and uniform equipment immediately attracted Meng Ren's attention.

On the balcony of Villa No. 14, Meng Ren could see these people clearly with the help of the moonlight.

When he saw the sophisticated equipment on their bodies, he couldn't help being surprised.

"Everything is explosion-proof equipment!"

"Bulletproof helmets, body armor, blast shields, even pistols, batons..."

"Good guy, did these people loot the armed police weapons and equipment warehouse?" Meng Ren's eyes were full of surprise.

His intuition told him that these equipment were probably obtained during peacetime.

Although they are all controlled products, most of them can be obtained if you have money these days.

What's more, these are only controlled products, not contraband. Given the capabilities of the Lu Group, as long as the road is opened up, it will not be a problem to obtain a batch of such explosion-proof equipment.

"The show is about to begin. Here in Anmu Community are five fully armed anti-explosion personnel, while on the other side there seem to be more than 20 energetic guys and girls. I don't know what their strength is!"

Meng Ren couldn't help but smile.

He looked outside the community and saw that the group of spirited young men had dispersed one by one and then all found their own bunkers to hide.

Because of the darkness, these people dispersed and then hid. It was not easy to find their location.

But this was only for the naked eye. Meng Ren could clearly see that the five explosion-proof security personnel in Anmu Community all wore night vision goggles on their heads.

The equipment gap is obvious!

The only advantage of the team of spirited guys on the opposite side is simply their numbers.

At this moment, a person from the opposite side came out of the bunker, holding a loudspeaker in his hand.

"People inside, listen, we are part of the Mad Men's Gang. You guys killed our brothers and sisters. You must give us an explanation today!"

"Hand over all your supplies and women, as well as all your equipment, and we can give you a chance to survive!"

"Otherwise, when we rush into your community, no one, no matter male, female, old or young, will be left alive!"

A young man, Huang Mao, held a loudspeaker. The sound was amplified by the loudspeaker and suddenly resounded through the entire community.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Brother Huang shouted beautifully."

"Kill them, talk nonsense to them, what are you doing?"

As soon as Huang Mao's voice fell, the group of people who followed him were already excited.

On the balcony, Meng Ren was speechless as he listened to the Chinese translation of the lunatic gang outside.

Crazy gang? Does anyone else name their organization like this?

Why does it look so unreliable?

He opened the owner group and saw that there was indeed a discussion inside.

[What is going on outside? Crazy gang? These people are fools. 】

[It makes me laugh so hard. They are just a bunch of low-level trash, but they still dare to talk so shamelessly. 】

[I’m afraid they think too highly of themselves, so they still want to break in? I'm afraid I won't have this opportunity until my next life. 】