Doomsday Chariot: Mark the location where others store goods at the beginning

Because this time in the Hongyuan warehouse, no combat-ready forces were collected.

Those convoys were destroyed by him.

And if you can use Rong Biao to peacefully recruit the Shanda Group.

This means that their fleet can be completely owned by themselves.

In this way, the rate of collecting crystal nuclei will be greatly increased.

I hope Rong Biao's father really has that deep feelings for him.

......

Early the next morning.

A middle-aged man who looked ordinary stood in front of the washbasin, in front of the golden washbasin.

A choppy female assistant is brushing his teeth.

"Uluru, Uluru, poof—"

After rinsing his mouth, another choppy female assistant on the other side wiped his mouth.

When he was over, he walked into the restaurant with two women in his arms.

Upon entering the restaurant, a table made of pure gold comes into view.

The table is filled with all kinds of delicacies.

"Good chief."

"Good chief."

As soon as the middle-aged man entered, everyone below got up and drank.

After taking his seat under the gaze of everyone, he stretched out his right hand, which wore thirteen gold rings.

Snapped his fingers.

"Serve cutlery."

At his command, a group of scantily dressed beauties entered with glittering plates.

Tableware made of pure gold is placed on top.

The plates are ready and the morning report begins.

This is the standard habit of Shanda Group, or the standard habit of Ronghubiao.

Business must be eaten and talked about.

That's right, this ordinary middle-aged man is the leader of the Shanda Group, Rong Biao's father, Rong Hubiao.

Rong Hubiao opened his mouth wide, revealing a mouth full of golden teeth, and stuffed a fat steak into his mouth with a golden fork.

"Lord Chief, we still haven't found any news of the young master." One person said.

"People from Hongyuan Warehouse and Free Country said that their convoy was lost in Wanda Plaza."

"Probably something unknown happened there."

Rong Hubiao swallowed another large piece of steak, seemingly not paying much attention to what he said.

After chewing a few mouthfuls of steak, he took a large sip of wine and poured everything in his mouth into his stomach.

Finally burped, put down the wine glass, and then said slowly.

"This bastard, tell him not to go out, don't go out, he has to do something."

He said it with grief, as if he was about to burst into tears in the next second.

"Chief, don't worry, we will still do our best to find it."

"Yes, chief, with the strength of the young master, there will definitely be nothing."

Seeing that Rong Hubiao was so sad, everyone comforted one after another.

Although they had previously felt that the father and son did not seem to have any

feelings, or even no feelings, but the kind of mutual resentment...

However, although the two usually do not deal with each other, seeing their son missing, Rong Hubiao, the father, is still very worried.

Perhaps this is the truth of tribulation.

"He's still just a kid." Rong Hubiao was about to cry.

"Chief, we will definitely help you find the young master, definitely..." A subordinate stood up and said squarely.

"Let's eat." Rong Hubiao's sadness came to an abrupt end.

？

The subordinate who stood up had question marks on his face.

"What to eat?"

"On the menu." Rong Hubiao clapped his hands.

The maid on the side brought a copy of the "White Banquet Book", and Rong Hubiao sat on the chair and chose it.

"Chief, chief, you are no longer looking for it?" The subordinate who stood up asked weakly.

"No thanks." Rong Hubiao waved his hand.

"Everyone's fate is predestined, my son's life is exhausted, and everyone does not have to think about changing their fate against the sky."

"Set up a few tables and drink a lot, which can be regarded as letting him go happily."

Why did you comfort me in turn?

The subordinate was speechless, his expression twitched, and for a while he didn't know who died his son.

"Inform your subordinates, eat at noon, and take a day off today."

"Chief, this day off, our intelligence yesterday was wasted..."

"Eh, the mission is every day, my son will die like this, which is lighter and which is heavier?"

"Today we are going to make a big deal!" Rong Hubiao put his hands on the table and said happily.

Everyone below looked at each other.

Sure enough, I still underestimated the father-son relationship between these two...

......

Rong Biao, who was tied up in a transport card, sneezed all morning.

Can you catch a cold on such a hot day?

Beside him, two rows of Angel of Death members with guns guarded him.

Alas, he sighed in his heart, this life under the fence is really sad.

I don't know what day it was after I was included.

After seeing Lu Chen destroy the Hongyuan Warehouse, the idea of turning over and becoming the master in his heart had completely disappeared.

Resistance is definitely not possible, it is impossible to resist in this life.

I can only pray that the man will be kind, for his good attitude, and give him a squad leader.

Wow –

the brakes sounded and the truck slowly stopped.

Several Angel of Death members carried Rong Biao out of the car.

The door of his house appeared in front of his eyes.

My day, one morning arrived?

Rong Biao was shocked in his heart, this is also too familiar with the road conditions.

Surprised, he heard some sounds of gongs and drums beating from his base.

What does this mean.

He looked around, and Lu Chen's convoy had already arrived at the gate.

Why didn't your own base react at all?

He took a closer look and found that there was not even a single guard on the magnificent gate nearly thirty meters high of the base!

What does this mean?

What a system!

Rong Biao was put in front of Lu Chen by several people.

Lu Chen looked at the base of the Shanda Group and then at Rong Biao.

Didn't speak.

Although he did not speak, Rong Biao felt that he had spoken a thousand words.

That's it? That's it?

Is your home based here?

Rong Biao, who felt greatly insulted, quickly explained.

"Usually they are not like this, usually we are very serious."

Lu Chen glanced at him again and nodded.

Rong Biao looked at his expression as if to say.

I understand, I understand, you are just not in the state today, next time will be longer, right?

Rong Biao's face turned red, this group of waste who had eaten enough and did not work.

I lost my face!

"What the fuck man!"

Rong Biao's angry roar echoed above the gate.

He was answered by an even more cheerful chant.

Rong Biao was about to roar again, but Lu Chen reached out to stop him.

"I'll do it, you've done your best."

As soon as he waved his hand, several people came up behind him with bazookas.

"Hurrah."

Several shots fired in unison, and rockets exploded over the base.

This time the music stopped, and a chaotic sound came out.

After grinding for ten minutes, someone reached the gate of the base.

"There is an enemy attack!" Several people yelled and turned away.

After a few more minutes, the base alarm sounded.

The various defensive facilities of the base were slowly activated, and people were ascending the observation deck one after another.

Looking at this sluggish reaction comparable to the eighty old lady, Lu Chen knew why this base often failed missions.

He looked to the side, Rong Biao silently lowered his head and drew circles on the ground...