The end of the world: I can do whatever I want to anyone

On the highway, Tang Ze had received Qian'er's message that he had killed the company's manager and they had sent people over.

This time he calls himself an A-level new human, but he can only do some fancy things. He is not as good as those animal gene people in the hotel. At least his appearance is intimidating enough.

Just as Tang Ze was thinking, he suddenly felt an emergency brake.

"Brother Tang, someone is robbing us." Zhou Yang was not afraid at all. With Brother Tang around, even if a god came, he would have to be slapped in the face before he could go back.

Nanjie, who was driving, looked ten meters away and saw five cars blocked in the middle of the road. More than twenty people were standing around them. Some of them had guns in their hands, and what was even more outrageous was that some were carrying RPGs.

"We're almost there and we encounter robbers. Go kill them." Tang Ze said softly, touching Da Mengmeng in his arms.

Xi Meng hummed softly and tidied her appearance a little.

Opposite, a man wearing a mink coat was sitting on the front of a Maybach, smoking an unlit cigarette. One look at his confident look revealed that he must be a virus fusionist.

I saw the back door open and a beautiful figure got out of the car.

"I've heard that there is a saint in Huzhou who is worshipped by thousands of people. I don't want to do anything today. I just want to worship the saint."

The boss's frivolous words made the younger brothers burst into laughter.

As Xi Meng came closer, the boss finally saw Xi Meng's appearance: "You are worthy of being a saint. If you become my woman, I will be honored. I wonder if the saint will give me this honor?"

"Since you like the saint so much, I will take you to see her." Xi Meng said softly.

"Ok?"

Simmons slapped him with his backhand.

The younger brothers saw the boss's head looking back, this...

Everyone's reaction seemed to be delayed. They couldn't believe that this woman could kill people just like that.

"Kill her! What are you all standing there for?" one of the younger brothers shouted. The boss was beaten to death by her.

The younger brother closest to Simmons quickly pulled the trigger, but it didn't go off.

Simmons reminded, "The insurance is not on."

The younger brother was stunned.

"I'll teach you." Xi Meng snatched the pistol and shot it at the younger brother's head.

At this time, the younger brothers' bullets shot towards Simmons, but Simmons was too lazy to dodge. After all, with her strengthened body, the bullets could not hurt her at all. Only the master's gun could.

The younger brother carrying the RPG immediately fired at Simmons.

However, Simmons actually grabbed the bullet that was fired and threw it back.

boom!

The explosion also blew up the car, killing seven or eight people instantly.

Simmon took a gun and shot them in the head one by one. They never expected that this saint was so cruel. The boss was killed after just saying a few words, and they could not be killed.

Soon there was only one left, but Simmons had run out of bullets: "Don't worry, I'll find a gun."

"You! You killed Brother Xiaoqing, Brother Daqing will not let you go!" The younger brother lying on the ground retreated repeatedly, but still uttered threatening words, hoping that the other party would be afraid.

Tang Ze suddenly opened the car door and walked over, hugging Xi Meng's waist: "Are you here to attend this meeting?"

The younger brother looked at Tang Ze and saw that he actually hugged the saint's waist. He couldn't believe it: "Yeah, that's right."

Tang Ze stretched out his hand, and Simmons put the gun in Tang Ze's hand.

With a bang, he killed the last little brother directly, then threw the gun away and walked back while holding Simmons' slender waist.

The vehicles blocking the road immediately separated at this moment.

"Little Fatty, bring me that boss's head." Tang Ze said lightly after getting in the car.

Zhou Yang quickly opened the door and went out, taking out a machete from the trunk. The excited little fat man boldly guessed that someone was going to be in trouble tonight.

At this time, on the other side, Changde Hotel in Quan City became the venue for this meeting.

More than thirty people gathered in the largest conference room on the third floor, but only ten of them were sitting at a large round table. These people were all virus fusionists, some had been here before and some were new members. Their purpose of coming here was to exchange supplies.

After all, some places produce things that are not available elsewhere, so there is a lot of room for exchange.

Of course, they are not good people either. They just get the supplies to make it easier to control ordinary people there. But there are exceptions. There is only one person who sincerely uses his abilities to help the local people.

There were a lot of snacks placed next to the round table. The stupid son of Blind He was eating so much that his mouth was full of oil, but no one dared to say anything about his son.

However, there were still four empty seats at the round table, which made people feel dissatisfied.

"This saint lady is making such a big show, but she hasn't arrived yet." The man who was speaking had colorfully dyed hair and a scorpion tattoo on his neck. He even had his feet propped up on the table and looked wild.

This man's name was Guo Liang. He was in his early thirties and was a newcomer to the meeting. Perhaps because he was used to being arrogant in his own territory, he looked down on others.

However, the Ghost King and Blind He were resting with their eyes closed.

"It's ok for the Saint to act like a big shot, but she's even late for a newcomer. She really doesn't take us seriously." The person who spoke was obviously someone who had attended the meeting before. He was a 300-pound fat man with a face full of fat. He had a thick gold necklace around his neck and his fingers were covered with gold rings.

So this guy is nicknamed Fatty Golden.

A gentle man wearing glasses said calmly, "Long Yi used to be the first to come, but he didn't come today. And that crazy Liu, it seems these people don't give face to Giant Arms."

"Teacher Wang, I heard that you have a lot of female students. Let's communicate more in private when the time comes." Guo Liang showed a greedy smile. It seemed like a transaction, but it was more or less ironic.

"The newcomers recently don't know the rules." Teacher Wang said calmly.

Just when Chen Kexin was about to speak, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a handsome man in his twenties, wearing a white suit, a black shirt and no tie, came in, giving people a rebellious feeling.

Everyone looked over, and the handsome guy walked straight to the round table and sat down at a seat.

"The newcomer really doesn't know the rules." Fatty Jin said coldly while playing with the lighter in his hand.

Feng Daqing said calmly: "I'm here to exchange supplies and don't want to cause trouble."

"I hate people like you who like to show off the most." Guo Liang twisted his neck, as if he wanted to teach Feng Daqing a lesson.

Feng Daqing looked at Guo Liang as if he was looking at a dead man: "Say it again?"

Chen Kexin finally knocked on the table: "Everyone, please be patient. Today's topic is the exchange of supplies and the distribution of vaccines. If you still want to distribute vaccines, you must be obedient!"

No one responded to Chen Kexin's words. It seemed that the sense of oppression was still there.

At this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open again.

Everyone looked over and saw a strange young man with a beautiful girl beside him. Those who had never seen the Saint thought that this could be the Saint. But why was the Saint walking behind?

Tang Ze walked into the venue with a kind smile, and Xi Meng followed behind him. However, everyone suddenly discovered that Xi Meng was holding a cloth bag in his hand, the bottom of which was dyed red, and from the shape, it should be a human head.

What does this mean? !

Tang Ze took a quick look, then walked to the saint's seat and sat down directly.

"I encountered a robber on the road. Sorry, I'm late." Tang Ze seemed very polite, giving people the illusion that anyone could bully him.

Fatty Jin laughed and said, "Handsome guy, you may have come to the wrong place. And your gender doesn't look like a saint at all."

"Saint, she can't come. I burned her to death." Tang Ze smiled gently, but everyone's faces suddenly became solemn.