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

When he thought of this, Huo Wannian regained his confidence. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at the girl's head: "Serve me obediently."

"Don't kill me, I'll do it, I'll do it."

Huo Wannian closed his eyes and enjoyed it, but no one knew that there were no bullets in the gun at all. Huo Wannian had used them all up in the police station.

However, with the help of this gun, no younger brother dared to disobey, let alone these women.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Tang Ze took An Bai's little hand and came to the underground garage. Sun Ting followed behind enviously. Ye Qingyi looked around and found that all the men's eyes were looking at her.

Compared to this kind of look, Ye Qingyi prefers the looks at the gas station, the looks of fear, terror...

"Wipe my car for ten thousand dollars!" Suddenly a voice sounded, and a boss wearing sunglasses raised a dozen red banknotes in his hand, and a Rolls-Royce was parked next to him.

"Boss, I'm coming."

"I'll come, I'll come."

"Don't fight with me."

Five or six men rushed over and even started arguing.

"Oh my God, the money is still useful." An Bai was shocked. He thought the money could not be used anymore.

Ye Qingyi said calmly: "They all think it's only temporary."

Tang Ze murmured, "It costs 10,000 yuan to clean the car once, I want to go."

"Xiaobai, help wipe it together."

Tang Ze chuckled and pinched Xiaobai's face. It was tender and smooth. He felt that their skin was much better than before. Could it be that they absorbed his essence?

Does it have the same effect when applied on the face?

"Brother, do you have any cigarettes?" A voice suddenly came from beside him, and Luo Jun was standing beside him with a smile on his face.

Tang Ze was stunned and took out a cigarette, but there was only one left.

"Forget it, forget it, just keep it for yourself." Luo Jun patted Tang Ze's shoulder and said with a smile.

Tang Ze handed it to Luo Jun: "Actually, I seldom smoke either. I'll give it to you."

Luo Jun really couldn't stand it. He had to smoke that cigarette several times before he could finish it. Even taking a puff felt like a luxury.

"Brother, if you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me." Luo Jun took the cigarette without refusing.

Tang Ze asked curiously, "What's going on? There's a stage in the middle. Is this for a speech?"

"President Xi, this is also giving people hope and encouraging them not to stay at home. Going out and communicating can help relieve their mood."

"Is that so?" Tang Ze felt that this was just empty talk.

Luo Jun sighed: "Mr. Xi is a good man. I hope this crisis will pass quickly, otherwise everyone will not be able to hold on."

Tang Ze felt that this was a great man who could separate a box of water. After all, in his community, who had such courage?

"Who is that beautiful girl?" Tang Ze looked at a woman. She was very delicate in appearance. She was wearing a shirt, a small tie, a black miniskirt, and black stockings. It was a very professional suit.

Although it is not high-quality rations, it can also be low-quality rations.

Luo Jun was a little surprised. His girlfriend was right next to him, but he was asking about another woman?

But for the sake of a cigarette, Luo Jun introduced her: "Her name is Feng Mengmeng, and she is President Xi's secretary."

"Can secretaries live here?" Tang Ze thought to himself that secretaries have high salaries.

"She doesn't live here. She was at President Xi's house reporting on her work until very late that night. Then it started to rain and she never came back. I heard that her neighborhood was in chaos."

Tang Ze let out a long "oh". As more and more people came down one after another, Tang Ze did not find any top-notch ones. There was only one like Feng Mengmeng, let alone a top-notch one like President Xi.

That's not right. Are there so few beauties in the rich area? Where are the celebrity school beauties?

My desire to hunt for beauty was suddenly reduced by half. If it weren't for Mr. Xi, I wouldn't want to continue playing.

Sun Ting, who was observing from the side, felt relieved. There wouldn't be many people who could catch Tang Ze's eye. Even if Xi Meng was included, there would only be two left.

At this time, Xi Meng finally walked out of the elevator. She was so eye-catching, and her enchanting figure made people unable to take their eyes off her. She was a mature woman among mature women, like a peach.

There was a man behind Xi Meng. Tang Ze asked curiously, "Who is that man?"

"That's Mr. Xi's husband, Fu Qi."

Oh, there is a husband.

Cao thieves, gather here.

Standing on the stage, Simmons picked up the loudspeaker and said, "Dear owners, are you all here?"

Everyone looked around and counted the number of people.

"Boss Xi, Lao Bi didn't come."

Xi Meng'e frowned: "Call him to come down, he has no sense of time at all!"

However, no one answered the phone and Tang Ze stood in the crowd with a smile.

"Go and get him down."

"it is good."

Not long after, a man ran back helplessly: "Mr. Xi, don't open the door."

This is not a naked challenge to Simmons' authority. If the first one doesn't come now, there will be a second one next time. They must be severely punished.

"Pry the door open for me! I want to see what this guy is doing! He has a mistress and won't even attend a party!"

Tang Ze laughed softly and said, "That fat guy even knows about his mistress."

"Master, how do you know?" Xiaobai asked curiously in a low voice.

"Don't tell you."

"Oh oh oh~" An Bai's coquettish voice was particularly seductive, making Tang Ze want to pull Xiaobai to the side and do it first.

If Xiaobai died now, Tang Ze would probably be sad for four days, that's all.

Soon several men hurried down the hall: "Boss Xi, this is bad, Bi Jian is dead."

These words shocked everyone. Who wouldn't be afraid? In a community where no one had died before, someone actually died.

"Dead? How did he die? Killed?" Xi Meng asked in a deep voice.

Several men looked at each other.

"talk."

"Bi Jian and his lover died in bed. His lover's neck was strangled by him. Bi Jian himself seemed to have died suddenly from illness."

When these words were spoken, everyone sighed, thinking that the fat guy must have killed himself for the sake of excitement.

An Bai finally understood. So that's what it was.

Xi Meng was relieved after hearing this. She thought it was murder. Bi Jian was always sneaky and had no good intentions. It was better for him to die.

"And Mr. Xi, the monitoring room seems to be poisoned, there is no picture."

Everyone was suddenly in an uproar, and conspiracy theories began to emerge.

"Just be patient." Simmons' words calmed everyone down.

"Today marks a month since the disaster began. Over the past month, we have all worked together to overcome the difficulties. We must maintain this state in the future. I believe that it won't be long before this disaster passes and we can return to our normal lives."

Tang Ze almost fell asleep while listening to this. It turned out that President Xi conveyed such ideas every night. The deeper the hope now, the more severe the riots would be later.

"Mr. Xi, how long will it take?" someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Everyone's eyes were on Simmons.

Xi Meng smiled and said, "Everyone, to be honest, I got the news today that there will be rescue as early as next month."