Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

Seeing the location sent by Zheng Shuang, Guan Changxue smiled slightly.

"Damn, Lin Feng, I worked so hard to complete a mission and you only gave me eight kilograms of food. And you're still trying to bargain? Look at me, this is what we call being rich and powerful! Wait until I chop this polygonal potato to death, and I won't even accept your missions from dogs anymore!"

There are two principles for Guan Changxue to complete missions. If you can't kill the person you want to kill yourself, then kill the person who gave the mission.

Anyway, the person who issued the task is dead, who knew that I, Guan Changxue, would have such a task?

The dead always have the strictest mouths. Guan Changxue, the polygonal potato, has been annoyed with Zheng Shuang for a long time.

Of course, Lin Feng, the coin-deducting officer, was also unhappy with him.

But comparing the two, this polygonal potato is easier to kill.

Thinking of this, Guan Changxue carried his saber and walked out of Wu Yong's villa. He had lived here for so long that he could go out whenever he had nothing to do and no one cared about him.

"Changxue? Are you going on another mission? Is it dangerous?"

Zheng Shuya felt a little worried when she saw Guan Changxue was leaving.

After all, Guan Changxue came back injured several times. No one knew what he did outside, and he would not tell anyone.

"This time there is zero risk, just go and chop a polygonal potato. When I come back, I'll make you a gold bracelet."

Guan Changxue looked at Zheng Shuya with a smile, holding a cigarette in his mouth. He then looked at Zheng Shuya's bare arms, as if thinking about something.

As long as I complete this order, I won’t have to take any other crappy tasks in the future.

"Well, be safe, I'll wait for you to come back."

Zheng Shuya's complexion is obviously much better now than it was a few months ago. She has food and drink, and is not exposed to the wind and sun, so she looks a lot younger.

There is no need to worry or be on guard against neighbors knocking on my door in the middle of the night. Without so much psychological pressure, my complexion naturally feels much better than before.

"It's nothing. I've been annoyed with that polygonal potato for a long time. I wanted to kill him before, but murder was against the law back then. Today I finally got the chance."

Guan Changxue smiled as if he was going to make a fortune. Even if a little bit of the money from the polygonal potato leaked out, it would be enough for him to spend in several lifetimes.

"Okay, then you should be more careful and go early and come back early."

Zheng Shuya replied with a smile, she was really not too worried.

Guan Changxue raised his eyebrows at Zheng Shuya, turned around and rode his off-road motorcycle without caring about anyone.

"Wait a moment, we'll be there soon."

He casually sent a message to Zheng Shuang, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Guan Changxue has already made up his mind that after he finishes this big business and earns enough money, he will come back and marry her.

She has suffered so much hurt, and she should have a man to protect her for the rest of her life.

If you love her, give her a home.

A wealthy home.

……

"Okay, then come on over. I, Zheng Shuang, always follow the rules. I trust you to do things."

Zheng Shuang, this polygonal potato, doesn’t even know the big issue of not showing off her wealth.

It was the harmonious society that saved him in the past, but now that he has become rich, his death is destined to be not far away.

Zheng Shuang doesn’t know yet that money is a killer.

The more you have, the faster you die.

At this moment, seeing that Zheng Shuang found the person to take the task, Butler Li finally made up his mind.

This polygonal potato is not suitable for survival in the apocalypse, and once someone comes, can he keep this enormous wealth?

Now, as long as he kills Zheng Shuang, everything will be his.

This basement is very hidden. If Zheng Shuang dies in this world, only she will know about it.

This secret can be known by two people or by one person.

"Uncle Li, you see, I told you that a big reward will always bring courage. This time, Lin Feng is doomed..."

"Pfft!"

Before Zheng Shuang could finish her words, Butler Li took out his dagger and stabbed the potato directly in the stomach.

At that moment, Steward Li's eyes glowed green...

"Uncle Li... what are you doing..."

Zheng Shuang looked down in disbelief. This was the person who had raised her since she was a child, how could such a thing happen?

"Xiao Shuang, you will stay here with this money forever. You must die today. You know too much."

Butler Li had gone crazy. He stabbed Zheng Shuang in the stomach with a knife. He was afraid that Zheng Shuang would not die, so he pulled out a dagger and stabbed her again!

This amount of money! Enough to drive anyone crazy!

"Pfft!"

Another knife stabbed into her stomach, but Zheng Shuang still didn't die?

It’s not that Zheng Shuang is too resilient, but that Uncle Li is too short and can’t stab her in the fatal spot.

Even if he pumped his belly a few more times, it would probably not break Zheng Shuang's fat layer.

"No! Don't kill me! How much money do you want? Isn't it enough for me to give it to you?"

Feeling her life was threatened, Zheng Shuang turned around and ran, and the golden road was gradually stained red with blood.

"Zheng Shuang! Stop struggling! I will end your pain with one blow! The more you struggle, the more pain you will suffer!"

Butler Li didn't expect Zheng Shuang's defense to be so strong?

Sure enough, the fat layer is always a person’s most primitive defense.

Zheng Shuang ran very fast, but Butler Li was too old. Even if he tried his best, he could only use the knife to continuously check Zheng Shuang's body.

With each spot check, Zheng Shuang's speed became faster. Dading's defense was obviously stronger. The length of the knife was not enough to be fatal.

"Uncle Li! Don't kill me! I have a trillion dollars of wealth! Can't I give you half of it?"

Zheng Shuang is really afraid of death. He has never encountered such a situation.

Butler Li had a crazy look on his face and kept stabbing Zheng Shuang in the buttocks with a dagger.

"Kill you! Everything is mine!"

Who wants half when you can have it all?

When Zheng Shuang ran out of the basement and saw this scene, he stood there in a daze, screaming in pain!

"This is impossible!"

At this moment, the sun was shining brightly above, and the house built with gold bricks was gone!

This villa is so big! It's all made of gold bricks! Even if 100,000 people move it, it will take 10 days or half a month!

My gold bricks! Where have they gone?

"Nothing is impossible. I, Lin Feng, used to work in the demolition business. Are you still worried about having too much money? Are you still worried about having too much money to spend? I, Lin Feng, can solve all your problems. Don't thank me. My name is Lin Feng."

Lin Feng stood in the sun, smoking a cigarette and smiling wickedly.

This villa is really too big. Even though Lin Feng used space to install it, it still took so long.

Zheng Shuang, you are really awesome. This time I don’t have to worry about me, Lin Feng, having no money to spend after the end of the world.

"Zheng Shuang! Don't run away! I'm going to kill you right now!"

Butler Li even stopped Zheng Shuang and quickly took out his tool to check his penis.

Even if it's scraping, I will slowly scrape you to death!

The money is mine alone!