Future Beast World: Pampered by beautiful women, many children and good fortune

Chapter 545 Modern Extra (12)

Quan Jin took Sang Luo to his current residence, a vast estate built on a mountain in a very remote location. The terrain outside didn't resemble China at all.

The interior of the estate was luxuriously decorated, adorned with many valuable calligraphies, paintings, and precious porcelains that Sang Luo couldn't understand.

Sang Luo turned on her phone's roaming and found that the map located her in South America... Damn it, she had never been abroad in her twenty years of life. How could this stinky snake directly abduct her to this desolate place! She had heard that this place was a melting pot of people, a gathering place for gangs, and some areas were beyond the control of even the government forces.

"Be good and stay by my side. Don't you dare run away," the snake said domineeringly.

Sang Luo was on the verge of tears, "I don't have any talent or strength, I'm unfamiliar with the place, and I don't speak the language. Even if I wanted to run, I couldn't."

Quan Jin thought that was true. He narrowed his serpentine eyes in a good mood, and his lower body transformed into a snake tail more than ten meters long, coiling several large boxes from an unknown place.

Sang Luo was quickly attracted. She squatted on the ground and opened the boxes, almost blinded by the glittering gold inside. Her voice trembled slightly, "Damn, where did you steal these from? No, where did you rob them from!"

"These are just small sums. The rest are in the basement. I'll take you to see," Quan Jin said, the corner of his lips slightly curved, subtly showing off his wealth to his partner.

He was different from other beastmen. He didn't need to spend a long time struggling to understand the rules of this world. His mental power allowed him to quickly grasp world information in a short period.

No matter where you live, you can't do without currency. So after he came, he didn't look for Sang Luo immediately. Instead, he first looked for a way to make a living. These gold bars could be exchanged for currencies of various countries. He prepared real estate and assets before bringing her over to live with him.

"Where did you get so much money?" Sang Luo asked, dumbfounded. She remembered the news she saw last night and had a flash of inspiration, "Are you the one who robbed the bank?"

"Rob?" Quan Jin raised his eyebrows, "I disdain robbing. They were all sent over voluntarily."

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Just then, a harsh screech of brakes came from outside the estate, followed by dense footsteps and rough shouts.

Bang!

The door was kicked open violently, and a dozen gangsters with guns barged in.

The bald man at the head had a face full of fierce flesh, his eyes were fierce, his arms were covered with hideous tiger head tattoos, and he held a shotgun in his hand, pointing directly at Quan Jin.

They spoke gibberish, which Sang Luo couldn't understand, but the tone sounded like scolding and threatening, occasionally interspersed with an F***.

Quan Jin's mental power could ignore the languages of various countries. He heard the foul language in the mouths of these people and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Hand over the money! Otherwise, none of you will get out of here alive today!" the bald man grinned, his voice hoarse and arrogant.

The estate was surrounded inside and out by hundreds of armed bandits. The men behind the bald man also laughed, their guns sweeping around the room, as if playing with their prey.

Quan Jin's eyes turned cold, his body slightly to the side, protecting Sang Luo behind him.

His gaze swept over everyone like a knife, his voice low and icy: "Who gave you the guts to break into my territory?"

The gang leader was stunned for a moment, then cursed even more harshly, "F***! This is our boss's territory! Where did you come from, you brat, dare to provoke our Black Tiger Gang, leave your dog life behind!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, "Go! Cripple him first!"

Two subordinates rushed up immediately, their machetes flashing with cold light, slashing straight at Quan Jin's head.

Quan Jin stood still, until the blade almost touched his face, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed one man's wrist, and twisted it hard!

Crack! The sound of bone breaking was clearly audible. The man screamed, and the machete fell to the ground.

Quan Jin took advantage of the situation and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying out, knocking over the coffee table behind him.

Another man, seeing this, roared and slashed with his knife. Quan Jin did not retreat but advanced, sidestepping the blade, his right hand clenched into a fist, and slammed it hard on the man's temple. The man didn't even hum and fell to the ground unconscious.

The gang leader's face turned livid, and he raised his shotgun at Quan Jin, "Damn it, you're looking for death!"

He pulled the trigger, the gunshot was deafening, and the bullet roared out.

Quan Jin's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly raised his right hand. A thick black mist poured out from his palm, instantly forming a barrier in front of him.

The bullet shot into the black mist, as if swallowed, and disappeared without a trace.

The gang leader's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "F***! What the hell is this!"

Quan Jin flashed and instantly appeared in front of the gang leader, grabbing the barrel of the gun with his left hand and twisting it hard, the shotgun instantly deformed.

"Ah ah ah ah!" The gang leader then saw the snake tail behind him, and took a few steps back in fright, his face pale: "You! Monster... monster! Run!"

A foul smell came, and the pants at his crotch were wet, he was so scared that he peed.

Quan Jin sneered and didn't give him a chance to escape at all. He waved his right hand, and the black mist wrapped around the gang leader's body like a snake.

He struggled, but couldn't move. The black mist tightened, eventually engulfing his entire body.

The gang leader's screams stopped abruptly, and his body fell softly to the ground, lifeless.

The remaining gangsters, seeing this, were scared out of their wits and dropped their weapons and fled in all directions.

"A Jin, stop them, don't let them run away!" Sang Luo also panicked, she couldn't let these people expose the secret.

Quan Jin's eyes turned into dangerous snake pupils again, and a sky of black mist emanated from behind him, and the condensed barrier enveloped the entire manor.

Those who were about to escape and touched the black mist instantly turned into blood mist and dissipated.

The rest of the people were not fools either and stopped quickly.

In a short moment, having witnessed a terrifying creature beyond their comprehension, the gangsters whose hands were covered in sins were also frightened and their legs went weak. They knelt down in large numbers, terrified to the extreme, and couldn't even say a word of begging for mercy.

Quan Jin wanted to kill them all to avoid future troubles, but Sang Luo quickly grabbed him, "A Jin, don't be impulsive!"

These gangsters are not good people, they don't know how many people's lives they have on their hands, killing them all can be considered doing good for the world, but Sang Luo didn't want Quan Jin to be stained with so much blood debt as soon as he came.

The regional forces are intricate and complicated, killing these people may attract more people to make trouble.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Quan Jin's eyes instantly softened when he looked at his partner, and he touched her head, not wanting himself to become a murderous thug in her heart.

He looked at the hundreds of people kneeling on the ground shivering, secretly thinking about how to deal with these troubles, just right that he had just arrived and didn't have any servants to serve him.

Dark purple mental power threads filled his palm again, swimming into their brains.

The gangsters instantly lost their minds and became puppets, kowtowing on the ground, calling him master.

Several men in higher positions also brought several boxes of gold bars and weapons, all to pay tribute to Quan Jin.

The corners of Sang Luo's mouth twitched, so that's how "sending" works.

It was indeed quite "voluntary".