Returning to the end of the world before the natural disaster, I emptied the world of supplies

In Jiang Yan's opinion, Ma Longbiao and the scarred man were vicious enough.

But compared with Zhao Nianzu and Xue Dazheng, the two of them are just scum that cannot stand on the stage.

As for Mr. Mo, he sounds like a high-ranking official.

And he speaks with a definite tone, which is quite imposing and majestic.

Jiang Yan's whole body's nerves were already tense subconsciously.

To be on the safe side, she couldn't crawl any further, so she simply released the piranha flower in her hand and said, "Huabao, go and have a look."

"Jie Jie Jie!" Okay, Mom!

Hua Bao couldn't be too far away from her, but there was less than three meters from where she was currently crawling to the air conditioner outlet.

Hua Bao, who turned into a transparent gas, quickly sneaked up to the air conditioning vent, turned his grinning head into a sheet, and poked it out.

At this moment, it looked like it was invisible, but Jiang Yan could see it as usual.

In just three seconds, Hua Bao grinned and turned around:

"Jie Jie Jie!" Mom, I smell the fragrance of gold bars! a lot of! Right in the house! !

After Hua Bao finished speaking, he hungrily stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his fangs.

Jiang Yan was overjoyed: "Be patient and explore again!"

"Jiejiejie!" OK!

Hua Bao turned around and described the scene in the house to Jiang Yan bit by bit.

The room looks like a conference room.

There were two oil lamps placed in the corner, which were very hot.

The conference table was filled with large boxes.

Hua Bao smelled the scent of gold bars, which came from the three inconspicuous iron boxes near the old man's seat.

As for the remaining boxes, they looked like they were made of genuine leather.

Don't know what's in it.

You can faintly smell the pungent smell of formalin.

There were only three people present.

One is an old man with half-white hair, slender eyes, and a thin build.

The other two were burly middle-aged men in their thirties.

One of them had a fleshy face, bruises on his hands and body, and an earthworm-like scar on the upper right corner of his forehead.

With sinister eyes and a fierce face, it was Zhao Nianzu, the person in charge of Jindun Security.

But at this moment, Zhao Nianzu's face lost the arrogance and cruelty of the past, and he looked groveling from head to toe.

The other one, wearing a large string of agarwood beads on his hand and a washed white Chinese tunic suit, with a kind-hearted look on his face, was Xue Miaomiao's uncle, Xue Dazheng, who had a kind face but a dark heart.

It is said that he is responsible for most of the Xue family's black industry.

And he seemed to have immigrated abroad in his early years, a small country that did not have any extradition clauses with the country.

"Dong dong dong!" Someone knocked on the door, and a clear female voice came from outside the door, "Grandpa."

Zhao Nianzu asked for instructions and looked at the old man, "Mr. Mo?"

The old man nodded slightly.

Zhao Nianzu got the answer, turned around and strode to the door, opened the door, bowed respectfully and looked at the person outside: "Miss Mo."

A handsome young girl with red lips, white teeth, and excellent temperament appeared at the door.

She wore a black tights and high boots, and had a nice, curvy figure.

A black tactical belt bag was buckled around his waist. Judging from the shape, it should have a pistol.

"Miss Mo." Xue Dazheng also stood up with a smile on his face.

The girl raised her face somewhat arrogantly, ignored Zhao Nianzu and Xue Dazheng who greeted her politely, and walked straight towards the old man.

Hua Bao specifically told Jiang Yan that she had wavy hair and a strong scent of perfume.

big waves, perfume

Jiang Yan was thoughtful.

In this apocalyptic environment, most women have their hair cut short.

Not only for convenience of care, but also for self-protection.

Beauty and ugliness are nothing compared to keeping a life and a full stomach.

People who can wear red lips, have big waves and wear perfume are not ordinary pampered people.

I really have nothing to say about my luck today.

Originally we were looking for a few small security nests.

As a result, I met a bunch of big fish and discovered a shocking secret.

"Yao Yao, come here quickly." The old man smiled kindly and waved kindly to the girl.

"Grandpa, another helicopter has arrived. Should we go back? It's getting late." Mo Shiyao walked up to the old man, grabbed his hand, and shook it slightly.

Jiang Yan was shocked inside.

Fortunately.

The appearance of the second helicopter outside should force Sun Jingtao and Ye Qing to take action much later.

Otherwise, if you rush up as planned, you will most likely be eaten in one fell swoop.

The situation of this group of people is far beyond what a few people imagined.

The key is, there is no equipment that can contact Ye Qing and the others.

Speaking of equipment.

Jiang Yan thought that the guards outside the door had walkie-talkies on their chests.

She frowned and thought for a moment, then pulled out an electromagnetic interference filter from the space [inventory area].

That device can destroy the walkie-talkie connections of several people at close range.

However, it is currently unavailable.

Prepare first.

Although she didn't notice the surveillance equipment for the time being, she still pulled out a camera jammer.

Also be prepared first.

"By the way, Mr. Mo, do you want to personally inspect and accept this batch of goods?" Xue Dazheng said, his hand already touching one of the leather boxes.

"No, it's so late at night. It's scary to see some bloody things." The old man patted his granddaughter's palm and stood up.

Jiang Yan: "." No wonder you smell formalin.

What are these people doing secretly?

After the old man in the room finished speaking, his shrewd eyes swept over the iron box and said:

"These gold bars are all shipped from the official vaults, and the quality cannot be said. But now, this gold has long lost its value. Why do you still collect these things?"

"Well, they all say that family scandals should not be made public, but since it was Mr. Mo who asked the question, I will not hide it. Miaomiao, that child, must do something to hide the beauty in the golden house-"

Xue Dazheng coughed slightly, then rubbed the Buddhist beads on his wrist and said, "He found some skilled craftsmen and said he wanted to make a batch of pure gold birdcages."

When Xue Dazheng said this, he stopped going any further.

Put the Golden House Cangjiao and the birdcage together, and anyone with a discerning eye will know what to do.

The key is not just one, but a batch.

It's so extravagant and lustful.

"Oh, why has Xue Miaomiao's bad taste not changed for so long?!" Mo Shiyao snorted in a mocking tone.

Xue Dazheng looked a little embarrassed, but it was hard to say anything.

As for Zhao Nianzu, he had already chosen automatic invisibility.

The old man smiled and said, "Yao Yao, this is called young people's petty fun, you don't understand."

"What a little love, it's obviously a perversion!"

Mo Shiyao finished speaking without mercy, and then urged the old man:

"Grandpa, let's go back! If you stay up late again, your granddaughter's beauty sleep these days will be in vain."

"Haha, okay, okay." The originally majestic old man now had a loving look on his face.