Reborn Rich To Rival Country

inside the cell.

When Chen Mo was lying on the bed and was sleeping, there was a loud noise outside.

squeak~~~

The cell door was opened.

A group of big men outside pushed a person in, and then closed the cell door.

"let me out!!!"

"I am an apostle of the Foundation!!!"

"Are you guys in the Blood Shadow Hall trying to rebel?"

"Let me out!!!"

However, no one beat him.

After struggling at the door for a while, Michelle gave up completely, slumped on the ground in despair, and actually cried.

Growing up, he has never suffered such grievances.

But when he turns his head...

Michelle and Chen Mo's eyes met.

Michelle: "..."

Chen Mo: "..."

An hour ago, Michelle was still mocking and mocking Chen Mo, but now he has become a prisoner like Chen Mo.

Looking at the mocking smile on Chen Mo's face, Michelle didn't mention how embarrassed she was, her feet were about to dig out of the second room and the first living room.

"Come here, brother." Chen Mo laughed jokingly.

"That...that...I..."

Michelle hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

"Needless to say, it must be Mr. Terror that even you have been included in the player candidates of the gods game."

"You are so lucky!"

Chen Mo gave a thumbs up.

Michelle is so pissed!

"You are also qualified to speak of me? It is estimated that the entire Daxia now knows that the White Dragon King is dead! From today, you will no longer find this person!"

Chen Mo heard the words, thought for a while, and nodded: "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot that there is this one."

"You also cut my daughter's neck with a knife, right?"

Having said that, Chen Mo stood up, twisting his joints, with killing intent on his face.

"You...don't come here!"

"I... I have learned kung fu! I'm very good! Ah fight~~"

Michelle made a pose, trying to scare Chen Mo away.

boom!

Chen Mo punched Michelle's abdomen. Michelle's body sank directly, vomited a mouthful of blood, and knelt on the ground unconsciously.

Bang bang bang! ! !

Chen Mo punched punch after punch, making Michelle scream.

"Murder, kill!!!"

"Help!!!"

In the end, Michelle was beaten and lay on the ground, unable to move.

"woo woo woo woo……"

The first apostle of the foundation, crying like a 200-pound child in front of Chen Mo at this moment.

Chen Mo didn't kill Michelle because it was still useful to keep him.

"If you can't die, tell me what this god game is?"

Chen Mo stepped on Michelle's face with one foot and asked lightly.

"The game of gods is a game invented by the horror to worship the gods."

"To put it bluntly, it's a battle royale game."

"The rules of the game of the gods are different every year, so even I have no way of knowing what the rules of the game are this year."

"I see the appearance of Terrorist's half foot in the coffin, this old lunatic should want to play the biggest game of gods in history." "The death rate of ordinary games of gods is as high as 90%, this game... ...I'm afraid someone who survives in the single digits would be good."

Speaking of this, Michelle seemed to think of something terrifying, and her body shivered.

"Where did you get this information?" Chen Mo continued to ask.

He must ensure the accuracy of the message.

"Actually, the Shenming game is broadcast live on the network of members of our foundation every year."

"Members of the foundation can spend an annual subscription fee of 100 million to subscribe and watch. It can cost 1 billion to watch live."

"Terrorist Gongguang relies on this god game, and can make a trillion in revenue every year."

Michelle said.

"How much do you know about the so-called audition in a few days?" Chen Mo said.

"Everyone's audition content is different, but those who fail the audition will die on the spot."

"Chen Mo, I... I think we should cooperate now and find a way to pass the god game."

"As long as you pass the game of gods, not only will you survive, but the terror will also grant the winner a wish."

Michelle Road.

"Sorry, I can't trust you."

Chen Mo kicked Michelle in the face and continued to rest on the bed.

Poor Michelle, already bruised and swollen, could only lie curled up on a haystack full of bugs and mice.

the other side.

After Leng Feng returned to the palace, he brought Gong Ziyuan and everyone a piece of news like a thunderbolt:

Chen Mo was shot and killed on the high seas, and there was nothing left of the burnt body.

When Gong Ziyuan heard the news, she immediately passed out.

Xiong Yifei, Song Ziyan and the others didn't go anywhere, and they all cried to tears.

After learning the news, Chen Mo's parents rushed to the hospital ward of the imperial capital overnight to visit Gong Ziyuan.

Gong Ziyuan threw herself into Mother Chen's arms and cried sadly: "Aunt, I'm sorry... woo woo... I didn't take good care of Brother Mo..."

She is so sorry!

Why not marry Chen Mo earlier?

Why didn't you hand over your body to Chen Mo earlier?

If she abandoned those ridiculous traditional concepts, she might have given birth to several children for Chen Mo by now!

In this case, after the Chen family was destroyed, she also had the face to meet Chen Mo's parents.

Although Chen's mother was very sad, she still held back and comforted Gong Ziyuan: "Good boy, it has nothing to do with you..."

"It's my poor son's bad life..."

"It's not your fault..."

While talking, Mother Chen couldn't help crying.

at the same time.

A piece of news quickly spread throughout the whole country of Xia, and even the whole world.

"Shocked, the first king of the summer, the White Dragon King died on the high seas, and there is not even a scum left in the body!"

"Chen Mo was killed by gangsters, let's review his glorious life!"

"White Dragon King, let's go!"

"The White Dragon King is dedicated to serving the country and the people. He has risked bankruptcy and even his own life many times to fight for the Great Xia Kingdom.

Major news channels and TV stations are scrambling to report on Chen Mo's death.

On the Internet, countless netizens have conducted heated discussions on this:

"If it weren't for Chen Mo and several giants to save the city, we in Hong Kong would probably starve to death more than 100,000 people."

"Hongxing Supermarket killed foreign supermarkets, and Hongxing Security Group took 90% of foreign high-end security groups. He also created our own fast food brand, music player, and chat software... "How could such a person die?"

"Remember that food war? If it weren't for the White Dragon King, I'm afraid we would end up with the Fire Nation now."

"..."

Everyone is recalling Chen Mo's life and the great businessman's contribution to the Great Xia Kingdom.

In the evening, netizens spontaneously organized activities to pay tribute to Chen Mo in major forums and chat groups: "I send the Dragon King, and the people of Daxia will always remember you."

This sentence was swiped this night...