In the infinite apocalypse, I make tens of billions a day selling goods

The angry inspector's eyes were red and he shouted: "Their lives matter, not ours!"

The police inspectors who were cleaning up the mess found that one of the spectators had not left, and even came among them, so they said coldly: "Leave quickly!"

He was pulling the detained people together, and Ye Jingya happened to be blocking his path.

Ye Jingya gave him a comforting smile: "Don't worry, your colleagues will be fine!"

The coldness on the inspector's face melted away in an instant, as if all the grievances he felt were aroused. He quickly lowered his head and said "hmm" in a low voice.

Ye Jingya patted his shoulder and seemed to hear a whimper when she passed by him.

Ye Jingya didn't say anything to the ghost, but just approached his soul. At this time, his soul was guarding beside the body in despair. This made Ye Jingya conveniently push his soul on the back. The soul was unexpectedly pushed forward and fell forward.

Ye Jingya threw another golden light of merit onto his corpse, and a suction force suddenly appeared on the corpse, and his soul was sucked in instantly.

There was a slight change in the chest that had not risen at all just now.

The person sitting on the ground holding his body seemed to feel the change. He shouted in disbelief: "Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi? Xiao Qi, are you okay?"

Colleagues around him gathered around him. They had all checked Xiao Qi's breath, and there was indeed no sound, but they were all praying that they had made a mistake.

In just a short time, they went from hell to heaven. They were all covered in lottery tickets, but they were as happy as if they had won millions of lottery tickets.

Ye Jingya left. She became more and more disgusted with this angelic cult.

She really didn't understand what was going on with the heavenly laws of this place that could allow such a vicious thing to grow to this extent.

In fact, Ye Jingya doesn't know that this angel god was originally set up by Heaven in order for you to absorb enough resentment in the world, and then let the players destroy it, so that the most original and sincere faith can be accumulated for the players.

In order to create a false god, it can be said that Heaven uses all the humans in this world to pave the way for that god.

There were not many people on the road, and Ye Jingya had visited all the strange places in the past few days.

This is the only government area left. There are not many outsiders in this place, the staff has always been fixed, and it is adjacent to the municipal building. People from the Metaphysical Society often come in and out of this area, so there should be no problems.

But when Ye Jingya arrived nearby, she felt that this place had a weird feeling that was different from other places.

She kept staring at the buildings around her.

At this time, a person who knew Ye Jingya passed by. He tilted his head and looked at Ye Jingya for a while, and then stepped forward to say hello after confirming that it was her.

Ye Jingya had already forgotten who this was. He introduced himself: "My name is Mingjie. We met once at the Special Affairs Bureau. We were being chased and I didn't even have time to say hello to you."

Ye Jingya searched in her mind and found such a person, so she nodded gently: "Hello!"

Mingjie looked at the surrounding buildings and said: "You may not know much about Nancheng. There are many foreigners who have lived in Nancheng for a long time. This place was originally a gathering place for them. Later, because of the good Feng Shui here, the municipal building was moved here, but many of them were retained. Foreign style architecture!”

Only then did Ye Jingya understand why this place was a bit inconsistent, because the buildings here were not of the same system.

But she looked around and saw that there were no pedestrians on the road now. Even if people went out, they would drive when they could, otherwise they would go out less often.

So there are still vehicles on the road, but there are very few pedestrians.

Ye Jingya asked: "There should be a lot of foreigners here!"

Mingjie nodded: "Yes, this place is a good place to watch beauties. It's not like our headquarters is full of square dancers!"

Ye Jingya smiled slightly and continued to ask: "But I've been walking for such a long time, and I don't seem to have seen anyone!"

Mingjie didn't seem to have noticed these things, and he thought slightly when Ye Jingya said it: "It's true that they don't come out very often."

Mingjie patted his head: "Oh, it's been so chaotic recently. They understand that they are afraid of something happening, and we don't pay too much attention!"

But Ye Jingya always wanted to meet these people living abroad. After all, that angel god was not a local god.

Mingjie had obviously thought about this, but he didn't look good.

Ye Jingya asked: "What's wrong with you!"

Mingjie shook his head and hurriedly said goodbye to her before leaving: "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. If you need anything, you can contact us~!"

Ye Jingya nodded and waved her hand.

Mingjie hurriedly entered the municipal building and found their director.

At this time, a bald middle-aged man was pounding the table angrily and saying to himself: "No, it's still not enough. We should let those registered special groups look for them too. Look for them all. I don't believe they can't be found!"

Mingjie pushed the door open and shouted loudly: "Director, I want to check on those foreigners in our city!"

The bald man raised his head with a pair of bloodshot eyes. He frowned and cursed, "Are you an idiot? Do you think we can't investigate them if I don't want to?"

Mingjie said unwillingly: "Why do we still have to give them privileges at this time?"

The bald man sneered: "Privilege, people don't think so. As soon as we move, people will start crying, saying that we have no human rights and discriminate against white people, black people, women, men. Anyway, if you check, people will make trouble, and it will make trouble all over the country. We Nancheng’s leaders are not easy to explain either!”

Mingjie kicked the stool: "Fuck, I think it's those grandsons who are behind this."

The bald man wanted to talk to Mingjie too much: "Let's go! Leave me alone!"

Mingjie continued to ask: "Is there no other way?"

He said bitterly: "Then I'll check it out myself! I'm quitting. It has nothing to do with our municipal government if I save it myself!"

The bald man seemed very angry and slapped the table hard, causing the table to shatter.

His expression froze and he wailed: "Oh, my table!"

Mingjie hurriedly ran out, but he didn't get past their director and was immediately carried back to the office.

The bald man nodded his head in an aura: "When will you get the idea? Do we have to find out by ourselves? Don't you want to find other reliable friends with hidden identities to get in touch?"

Mingjie's eyes lit up: "That's right!"

The bald man sighed: "I have already arranged for people to check again, but there has been no result. Nothing has been found. You'd better stop making trouble and just stay there!"

Mingjie was dissatisfied and thought, you can't control this. At the same time, he thought of a person, Ye Jingya, whom he just met. It seemed that she was here to check these things.