End of the World: Investment Goddess, I have a 10,000-fold return system

"Where's the goods?" The manager stepped in front of Meng Fan.

Seeing the manager's look at the tattooed man, his men got into the car and moved several large wooden boxes out of the car. After prying them open, it turned out to be what Meng Fan needed.

Assault rifles, pistols, bullets, fragmentation grenades, body armor...all are 100% new and good.

Meng Fan stepped forward to inspect it personally and nodded: "It's good. I'll send you the balance later."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something hard pressing against the back of his head: "Don't move!"

At the same time, there was a gunshot in the bushes, and the manager fell to the ground with a scream.

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His shoulder was shot through by a bullet and he was bleeding profusely.

Another group of people came out of the bushes, each with a sinister smile on their face.

"Damn it! How dare you play dirty tricks with me, Gucha!" the manager covered his wound and shouted angrily.

Seeing that the situation was under his control, Guchai laughed loudly: "I took the risk to go to the Dragon Kingdom and sell something for such a small amount. Wouldn't it be a big loss?"

The manager was furious: "You don't keep your word. Don't forget the group behind us. Do you want to destroy the tacit understanding between our two groups over the years just for this little money!"

But before he finished speaking, the boy behind him picked up the butt of an AK47 assault rifle and hit the manager twice on the chest and abdomen.

Being shot in the shoulder and beaten, even the manager who was once a mercenary turned pale with pain.

Guchai held a cigar in his mouth and showed a bit of cruelty: "Idiot, don't think I don't know. This is your private business and has nothing to do with Glenock. Likewise, my trip has nothing to do with Yum!"

"Besides, who would have known it was me, Guchai, who did it."

The manager's expression changed drastically. Even he wanted to deal with this Gu Cai!

"Glenock won't let you go."

Guchai approached Meng Fan step by step.

"Boy, I checked your account and I know you have money! If you don't want to die, just be obedient and transfer another 50 million to my overseas account. When we return to the high seas, we will naturally let you go."

"Don't agree. If you get to the high seas, they will pinch your waist... Wuwuwu..."

Before he could finish speaking, the manager was gagged with a pair of smelly socks.

Meng Fan froze on the spot since the incident. He seemed to have just woken up when the gun was pressed against his forehead: "Are you trying to steal something?"

"Hahaha, this idiot just reacted."

"It makes me laugh. Such a person dares to buy a gun from me. He is really looking for death."

"I just said that the guys in the Dragon Kingdom are stupid and have a lot of money, but they are easy to cheat."

The surrounding men also laughed.

Fifty million is enough for them to be cool for a while. Once Meng Fan is kidnapped and asked to contact his family, it will cost him a lot of money.

Delightful!

Guchai held a cigar in his mouth and pressed his pistol hard on Meng Fan's forehead: "You are a smart person, please cooperate and don't let yourself suffer."

But Meng Fan suddenly smiled.

There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"It just so happens that I also like to eat black people."

The next second Gucai suddenly felt his hand being grabbed by something, and then he let out a miserable howl.

Meng Fan instantly twisted off Guchai's arm and kicked Guchai away. At the same time, Guchai's pistol and the machete on his waist had already fallen into Meng Fan's hands.

Bang bang bang!

Meng Fan fired three shots in an instant, and the three Southeast Asian thugs in front all shot their heads. The man behind Meng Fan saw a cold light blooming in front of his eyes, and his head was chopped off by Meng Fan.

A series of movements flowed smoothly, as fast as lightning!

In the blink of an eye, four people were killed and one of Guchai's arms was disabled!

Guchai just fell from the air to the ground.

"So fast..."

The manager was stunned.

The attack just now was so fast that even he, the bystander, didn't see it clearly!

But the mercenary's instinctive reaction allowed him to take the opportunity to break free from the restraint, and cracked the whip leg to break the neck of the unlucky man behind him.

"Kill...kill them!"

Guchai screamed in fear, and many of his men raised their guns and were about to pull the trigger.

But there are people faster than them.

Before the bullet could come out of the chamber, Meng Fan was already in front of many Southeast Asians. The blade of his knife passed over two heads and flew up into the air.

Plasma sprayed into the sky and fell into a howling rain of blood in the wind.

"Shoot, kill him."

"Why can't I hit it?"

"Help, he's coming."

Southeast Asians screamed.

His eyes changed from anger at the beginning, to shock in the middle, to horror at the end!

Meng Fan was like a ghost in the crowd, blood splattered wherever the blade passed, and cries of mourning filled the air.

"Meng Fan, here I come."

The manager quickly killed the two guys and grabbed the weapons, but turned around and saw a scene he would never forget.

The sword in Meng Fan's hand fell, splitting the last thug from head to toe. The two halves of the body fell to both sides, and the splattered blood formed a river at Meng Fan's feet.

As for the others, they had already become broken corpses at Meng Fan's feet.

"Dead...all dead?"

The manager's scalp was numb and he almost dropped the gun in his hand.

How long has it been?

Do you have ten seconds? ?

Even when he was at his peak, it would be an impossible task to kill a dozen desperadoes in close combat within ten seconds.

Where does this guy come from?

Guchai had just gotten up and was equally stunned.

He has nearly twenty brothers, all of whom are ruthless men who kill without blinking an eye.

In the end, he was killed by a man from the Dragon Kingdom wearing a suit?

Are you hallucinating?

How could he be so strong!

Frightened, liver and gallbladder split apart!

Grab the pistol on the corpse and pull the trigger.

"You will die if you step on the horse!"

But Meng Fan had already turned around, and the machete whizzed towards Guchai.

Bang--

"ah--"

The sound of gunfire was accompanied by screams. While the machete smashed the pistol, it split Guchai's arm like a broken bamboo, and finally pierced the tree trunk three meters behind Guchai with a thud.

"Ah...ah!"

"My hand, my hand!"

His right hand was twisted off and his left hand was cut off at shoulder level. He was already a cripple.

Guchai knelt down in a pool of blood, the original ferocity on his face was replaced by boundless terror.

You can only watch Meng Fan approaching step by step.

He was so frightened that his whole body twitched.

He hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Don't kill me. I'm from Yum! You can't kill me."

"I'm willing to give you money. I have millions of dollars in my overseas account. You can also take all of these goods."

"As long as you spare my life, these will all be yours."

But Meng Fan just smiled sarcastically. "

"First of all, you shouldn't mess with me."

"Secondly, if I kill you, these things will belong to me!"

Bang bang bang.

Empty the magazine and Guchai's head has been blown to pieces.

Taking off his blood-stained coat, Meng Fan stood there, his whole body trembling.

Not nervous, not scared.

But pure excitement.

The pleasure of blood splattering instantly activated his body's primitive instincts.

It made him feel as if he had returned to the cannibalistic apocalypse.

Long time no see.

very nice!

At the same time, Meng Fan also intuitively felt for the first time how terrible his current body was.

Cutting and killing these scum was like chopping melons and vegetables. The originally hard human bones were like fragile biscuits in his hands, breaking into pieces with a pinch!

The nerve reflexes were equally astonishing. In Meng Fan's eyes, those attacks seemed to be in slow motion and completely non-threatening.

And this is far from his limit.

Taking a deep breath to calm down the restless blood and energy in his body, he picked up a box with one hand and said, "Why are you standing there? Why don't you come over and move it?"

"Oh, here we come."

The manager woke up from the shock when he heard the sound. He didn't even have time to treat his wounds and came over to help carry the weapons and equipment.

"You didn't take part in this black fight, did you?"

Meng Fan's question made the manager suddenly tremble and he hurriedly swore.

"Absolutely not. I'm not willing to risk my life just for some money."

Meng Fan still believes this. After all, these people obviously want to kill him.

But this group of people is really brave, since they dare to be so blatant in the Dragon Kingdom.

"What are the backgrounds of these people?"

"The leader is named Guchai. He is a smuggler of the Yum Group. He specializes in maritime smuggling and human and organ trafficking."

“What does Yum Brands do?”

"They are a company active in Southeast Asia. They do fraud, smuggling, drug trafficking, arms trafficking, and buying and selling human organs. What they focus on in the country is trafficking in humans and organs. transaction."

Speaking of this, I have lingering fears. At the same time, the look he looked at Meng Fan was even more horrifying.

Because he could tell that Meng Fan was definitely not a special soldier or an agent. His combat movements were not trained at all. He simply relied on his strong strength and physical reactions to kill these dozen people!

But this is the scariest place!

"This Yum! Group's business is pretty comprehensive."

Meng Fan sneered.

It is estimated that this group of people wanted to extort money here first, then kidnap themselves to the high seas to blackmail them again, and finally skinned all their harvested organs alive and sold them on the black market to make the final profit.

Knocking on bones and sucking out marrow is a true portrayal of these people, completely devoid of humanity!

It's a pity that I met myself.

All things were confiscated, including the weapons and equipment on Guchai and the others.

But then the manager got into trouble.

Although it was in the wilderness, how could this battlefield be covered up, and how should these dozen corpses be disposed of?

If discovered, they were doomed.

But Meng Fan calmly picked up the broken body and internal organs and threw them into the van. He closed the door and locked it, then threw the van into the nearby reservoir.

The movements were so smooth that the manager was dumbfounded.

Horse riding...

Are you sure this is your first time doing this? Are you so skilled!

But what shocked him most was not Meng Fan's skillful technique.

It was a van that contained more than a dozen corpses, and Meng Fan actually pushed it out like that? !

One person, using one hand!

Suddenly, I felt that I still underestimated Meng Fan's power.

The awe of Meng Fan in my heart has reached its peak, and I silently put Meng Fan on the list of people who must not be provoked.

"Now we need to clean up other traces at the scene, especially the blood and footprints on the ground..."

The manager straightened his stance and completely transformed from an equal trading partner to Meng Fan's follower. Meng Fan's advance payment for weapons purchase was also repaid in full.

Meng Fan was very satisfied with this attitude.

It’s good to know your position.

"Actually, it's not that troublesome to clean up the traces."

Meng Fan took out his phone and called Wang Li: "Help me find the phone number of the director of the Meteorological Bureau."

Soon the number was sent to Meng Fan.

Dial.

"Hello Director, I have some land near the reservoir and I'm too lazy to water it. I would like to ask you to help me make artificial rainfall."

"Yes, I will pay for it myself, and I will give you an additional 100,000 yuan as hard work fee, Director."

"As you said, you deserve all the hard work you put into watering my fields."

Hang up the phone and complete the transfer.

Before the two of them could finish cleaning up the scene, they heard a roar in the sky above their heads.

The rain fell in torrents.

All footprints and bloodstains were washed away cleanly.

Gudu.

The manager swallowed.

He also performed assassination missions when he was a mercenary.

But they all handle the corpses secretly, who can be as showy as Meng Fan!

Directly using artificial rainfall to clean up the blood stains at the scene is ridiculous!

It's a bit too awesome!

But Meng Fan's idea is very simple.

It doesn't matter if it's handled thoroughly or not.

Anyway, the blood mist is coming soon, and his goal is just to survive the last few days.

Anything that can be solved with money is nothing!

Anyway, these will all become waste paper in the future.

All the weapons and equipment were moved into the safe house on the flat floor and put away. When he found a woman to return the money ten thousand times, Meng Fan would have inexhaustible weapons and ammunition.

Meng Fan also officially moved into the shelter tonight.

Lie in bed and relax.

Now the last link of the doomsday reserve has come to an end.

Just waiting for the end to come.

But Meng Fan was so happy that he felt so good that Luo Tianyou was so depressed these days.