The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

The woman in front of me had a dazzlingly bright face, especially a pair of bright eyes that were dazzling and eye-catching.

After she landed, she gave a charming smile: "Let's go."

The bald man said groggily, "Ah... let's go... check... yes, we need to check again."

Ai Wanxin restrained her smile and said aggrievedly, "What are you checking?"

The bald man shook his head and said with an apologetic smile, "According to the rules, I have to search you."

As soon as he said this, he felt the air around him almost freeze, and four intimidating gazes fell on his face.

It was snowing heavily and cold sweat was oozing out of the bald man's vest.

Ai Wanxin said with regret: "Why is it like this? I heard from Xiaoji that you guys really welcome us, so we came here with great reluctance. I didn't expect that after all the hardships we came here, you wouldn't let us in and you searched us. This is too much. Brother Yanhan, let's just go~"

Yin Yanhan said "hmm" expressionlessly.

He Yang looked at them both with both anger and amusement, "Why do you like to act so much?"

The bald man hurriedly said, "No, no, no, don't go. This car can't be driven in because the gate is sealed. This..." His eyes rolled around, "It's better not to search, it's better not to search."

This person must not leave. Once he enters the base, even if he has hidden weapons, he will not be a match for Mr. Kang!

"Is this what you said?" Ai Wanxin asked.

The bald man nodded repeatedly: "I said it, I said it, then let's go in?"

Ai Wanxin then smiled and said, "Just admit it, lead the way."

The bald man was a little confused. Over there, Wang Xiaoji had already brought people to get Kuang Dingguo down from the back of the car. His hands were handcuffed behind his back, his elbows were wrapped with a blood-stained cloth, and his face and body were dirty. The bald man just took a quick glance at him and led Ai Wanxin into the base.

Passing through the small door, Ai Wan clenched her hands guiltily. A crystal core appeared and disappeared in her palm. She was testing whether her space superpowers could still function normally.

The bald man led them into the municipal building and climbed up to the top floor along the safety ladder with a sentry post every three steps and every five steps.

When they reached the eighteenth floor, he turned around and winked at Wang Xiaoji: "Take the man back to the 'canteen'."

Wang Xiaoji's slightly confused eyes were a little unfocused, and there was a subtle pause in his movements. Ai Wanxin interrupted and said, "I've wanted to ask for a long time, why do you tie this person up like this."

The bald man laughed and said, "He committed a crime, stole our boss's things, injured someone and ran away. We caught him and planned to starve him for a few meals to vent our anger. We have no other intentions."

Ai Wanxin was full of doubt: "No way, I see he is badly injured, is this a black shop that kills people and robs people?"

The bald man laughed and said, "How could that be possible, my little ancestor?"

Ai Wan turned to Yin Yanhan and Pei Junlin and said, "Brother Yanhan, Brother Junlin, you two go and take a look. If this is a shady shop, we can't stay here."

Her tone was innocent, her big eyes twinkled, and she looked like a young lady who was ignorant of the world. The bald man thought she was really pretty, and then he thought this stupid woman was annoying. He could only coax her patiently, "Okay, let these two handsome guys go with you, okay?"

Seeing Yin Yanhan and Pei Junlin follow the thin man and Kuang Dingguo to leave, Ai Wanxin gave up. The bald man led the remaining three people to continue upwards. When they reached the corner, He Yang suddenly called her, "Sweetheart."

Ai Wanxin turned around and saw He Yang standing in front of the window. A small blade of light flashed twice on his palm and disappeared into the air.

The two looked at each other, and Ai Wanxin understood that his supernatural power had disappeared.

The bald man was walking in front. When he saw them stop, he turned around. However, because his vision was blocked, he did not see He Yang's small movements. He asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Ai Wanxin sighed: "He is not very strong and is a little tired."

The bald man glanced at He Yang's muscular body with disdain: "Muscles grown with protein powder are like this, they look good but are useless."

He Yang widened his eyes slightly and looked at Ai Wanxin's smiling eyes in disbelief.

He pointed at himself with his trembling index finger, and held his breath in his throat until he almost bled.

Who doesn't have the physical strength? I can do it, I am especially good!

Ai Wanxin shrugged slightly: That’s hard to say.

He Yang narrowed his narrow eyes dangerously: Woman, you are playing with fire!

Tuoba Qiong pushed He Yang's shoulder away with a cold face, walked past him and said, "If you can't do it, just rest here."

He Yang was so angry that he became a puffer fish. If looks had lethal power, Tuoba Qing would have been stared into a sieve by him.

The group continued to move forward. Ai Wanxin tried to retract and release the crystal core in her palm again, but found that the crystal core could enter and exit the space without any hindrance. She was a little confused. Could it be that only the sentinel's ability was suppressed?

But as long as the space is still usable it's fine.

Soon, they arrived at the 19th floor, which was also the top floor, and the entrance to the former mayor's office.

The bald man explained his purpose to the guard at the door. The guard went into the house to report. After a while, he came out again, looked Ai Wanxin up and down with a sticky gaze, and said with a lewd smile: "Mr. Kang said, please come in."

Ai Wanxin was the first to step into the former mayor's office. The office was very large, appearing to be at least 100 square meters. There was a large black desk with a computer on it. The computer screen was facing away from the door, and although the screen could not be seen, huge and unbearable sounds of intercourse could be heard coming from it.

A middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, with his legs crossed on the desk, holding a cigarette and watching the "movie" with his eyes slightly squinted.

Ai Wanxin's cold eyes swept across his face, and her sight was drawn to a young man tied to a chair under the window.

He had short silver hair and an emerald skull earring on his left ear. It was hard to tell his appearance because his face was a little shattered by the cuts from the knife.

He had broad shoulders and was probably quite tall. He was tied to a wooden chair with his long legs spread wide open, with almost no place to put them.

Hearing someone coming in, the man raised his bleeding eyes and looked at the person carefully. A mischievous smile appeared in his deep green eyes, and he suddenly said aggrievedly: "Sister, why did you come just now? I'm in so much pain."

His voice was filled with the youthful vigor that is unique to young people. Although he cried out in pain, he looked as if he didn't care at all.

Ai Wanxin tilted her head in confusion. What sister?

Behind her, Tuoba Qiong looked gloomily at the silver-haired young man in front of the window, with a turbid air surging in his chest.

Kang Baibo then pressed the pause button and lazily turned his gaze to the three people in front of him, or to be more precise, to Ai Wanxin.

"What's going on?" His hoarse and lazy voice sounded, "Do you know each other?"