The end of the world: I am the master of machines

Half an hour later, on the roof of a building near the square.

"Huang Mao, keep eating, these are very healthy black garlic. Hurry up and eat, I've really paid a lot of money for you this time. With that, Jiang Feng continued to stuff black garlic into Huang Maoqiu's mouth.

The reason why it is black garlic is to make the yellow hair ball easy to eat and digest, Jiang Feng specially broke the refrigerator.

"Can you be like a man, dead yellow hair. And Wu Qing on the side also gave Huang Maoqiu a kick from time to time, and dutifully did the work of helping Huang Mao "assist" the swallowing.

Huang Maoqiu was forced to swallow a large bowl of black garlic again, and said inarticulately:

"Two eldest brothers, eldest sister, I beg you to kill me, I really can't eat it, I really can't let it go, I can't feel the pain and can only feel numbness, I just feel that my chrysanthemums are gone

!" "Woo woo woo, please let me go, I really won't continue to do bad things!"

As soon as he said this, Huang Mao's face suddenly tightened, and he exhaled urgently: "Hurry up, hurry up, feel it again! Seal the box, hurry!" he said with a hint of eagerness on his face.

After all, what he said just now was just complaining, and he didn't want to die if he could live.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's ready to seal the fart!" Jiang Feng was also overjoyed, and immediately called someone to take the wooden plank, ready to seal the wooden barrel sitting under the yellow hairball at any time.

After all, this bucket has been a full five minutes away from the previous one, and the speed is too slow. However

, in the next second, Huang Maoqiu's suddenly bulging face and the muffled sound of his throat making Jiang Feng realize that this time it was still a double happiness!

Seeing this, he immediately shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, go get a wooden barrel again, this Huang Mao is actually going to burp!" When Jiang Feng said this, his face was full of joy.

Huang Maoqiu, who was sitting on the wooden barrel and working hard, suddenly his eyes widened when he heard this, and he really didn't want to live at this moment.

It's so humiliating, even if you don't let go of his chrysanthemum, now you won't even let go of his mouth! Especially all this has been seen by his goddess Wu Qing

! Huang Maoqiu only feels that it is really better to live than die now!

And this time Jiang Feng really guessed it, Huang Maoqiu's methane fart really began to gush out of his mouth, and even his nasal cavity was spewing out yellow airflow.

Fortunately, he judged it in advance and asked someone to bring in a large wooden barrel early, otherwise he would have wasted a lot of yellow methane gas this time.

You must know that one more barrel of methane is equivalent to a huge amount of wealth now

! Now the yellow hairball is really moving up and down, and the efficiency is doubled! The A-level professional methane gas maker really deserves his reputation!

Jiang Feng couldn't stop nodding when he saw it, and looked at the dense group of mutant rats downstairs again, gnawing at their buildings, and he opened his mouth to ask the busy crowd:

"We don't have much time available, how about it, how many are there now?"

"Good Jiang Boss, a total of 245 barrels. Otherwise, let's use these first, and then let Huang Mao continue to do it. The young men over there immediately replied respectfully to Jiang Feng.

"2,2,245?, there are so many?" Jiang Feng looked at the dying yellow hairball in disbelief, his face full of shock and seriousness: "Huang Mao, I really looked away before, you kid is really a talent! You stinky boy really has a great future, and he will definitely be famous in the future!"

You know, each of these buckets is the size of an adult male. A full 245 barrels filled the entire rooftop, and even the lower layer could no longer be squeezed.

In this way, Huang Maoqiu is indeed a talent in the fart industry, he is definitely talented in this, and this profession is not wrong!

"I... I don't want to be famous all over the world with this, Brother Jiang!" Huang

Mao, who had collapsed, heard Jiang Feng's "praise" for him, and finally let out a sad cry and passed out when both physical and mental strength collapsed.

Jiang Fengcai didn't care about Huang Maoqiu's wishes, he stood in front of the 245 barrels of special methane gas, looking at the endless rat plague downstairs, revealing a crazy smile: "White Flower Magic Crystals, I'm here!"

...

On the other side of the square, in the Tianhu Hotel, the atmosphere here is too depressing.

More than 300 people crowded on the rooftop of Tianhu Supermarket and looked at the man standing on the edge of the rooftop. After seeing Wang Chong finally put down the telescope in his hand and turned to them, everyone was overjoyed.

"Brother Wang, what should I do now? The mutant rat swarm has already attacked the layer below

us, and there is no way back, you must have a way, right!" "Yes, Brother Wang, you have the most methods, you must know how to solve the rat plague! We don't want to die, Brother Wang, you can take action and save us."

"Yes, Brother Wang, you said you wanted to protect our safety! We have helped you do so many things, you won't leave us alone now, right!"

Wang Chong heard this, looked at the crowd and the unstoppable rat tide downstairs in disgust, and cold words came out of his mouth:

"Tsk, the power that has been in business for so long has been destroyed like this, my Wang Chong is really a little unwilling, it seems that he can only choose to make a comeback."

He looked at the expectant eyes of the more than 300 people on the rooftop as if he was looking at the savior, and he no longer pretended to show a hideous expression:

"Lao Luo and Xiao Ze are also waste! Even the yellow hairball has not been done, it is good to die like them!" Just now he kept looking at the opposite rooftop, and naturally knew the fact that the yellow hairball was still alive.

"Waste, it's really a bunch of waste! Wasting the time of labor and management for so long, you will get more than a hundred magic crystals, alas. Okay, now I don't have to act with you every day, you just ask for a lot of blessings here, what a bunch of human pigs who can only eat and bark, hey!"

After throwing this sentence at more than 300 people, Wang Chong's whole body began to grow a large number of feathers! With one of his arms, he flew into the sky carrying a space ring containing a large amount of supplies.

Wang Chong's A-level profession is a profession called Birdman, which is a kind of beast profession that can transform into a bird and fly.

"Wang, Brother Wang, you're just joking with us now, aren't you!" A man walked out of the crowd, his mouth trembled, looked at Wang Chong in the air, and said in disbelief.

"No, you promised us, Wang Chong, you can't do

this!" "Wang Chong, you shameless dog, we help you collect supplies, kill monsters and get magic crystals, and trade with people outside, and you actually leave us like this?

Do you still have humanity!" "We have done so many things, without us, you would not be where you are today!" You can't leave us behind!" A woman holding a baby roared desperately at the birdman Wang Chong in the sky.

"My child, what should I do with such a young child, Wang Chong, you bastard, you hypocrite, you can't run!" "Wang Chong, you

can't die well!" The

crowd began to curse and shout.

Wang Chong, who was in the sky, looked at these ordinary people who scolded him angrily, and his face instantly became gloomy.

"Look at you, you are really humble and helpless, my Wang Chong is different from you! I am no longer an ordinary lowly security guard, I am now a noble professional! You mortals, do

you understand?" "Hmph! A group of waste people who live worse than pigs, give you the qualifications to serve me, that is, I don't understand your greatest benevolence! Now you dare to scold your king?! What a big boldness

!". "I'm going to see how you human pigs were eaten by these sewer rats, hahahahaha... I'm here to watch you die, a bunch of wasted people who don't know the height of the sky!"

As the Birdman King tore off his mask, he no longer pretended to scold. When his vicious words fell, the mutant rat swarm finally reached the rooftop of the Tianhu Supermarket.

The more than 300 men, women, and children have no place to escape this disaster

! "No!!Wang Chong, you don't have to die!" Brutes, my hands, my feet!"Ahh

I, I, I'm fighting with you!"

Ahh Please spare me, I really don't want to die.

"My belly, poof! Rush... You slut... You killed us, wicked, you will go to hell!"

the rats were frantically feasting on this rare feast, and the rooftop was already a bloody hell scene.

More than 300 ordinary people roared and cursed in despair and pain, maybe the purgatory on earth is nothing more than that.

Wang Chong looked at all this coldly, and did not feel a trace of discomfort caused by cruelty and blood, nor did he have a trace of sympathy for the men, women and children in front of him, but he began to laugh excitedly

! "Hahahahaha, waste should end up like this! He still dares to scold labor and management, is it cool now!Hahahahaha..."

He laughed more cruelly than mutant rats, and his psychology has already become extremely perverted and distorted!

The reason is simply because Wang Chong was oppressed before the end of the world, and the villain won the will after the end of the world. And the reason why this group of people dared to speak out and offend him!

Perhaps, the collapse of human nature is the most terrible apocalyptic crisis of this catastrophe!