The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Although Wang Hu told Xia Meng not to go back, lest those people discover Xia Meng, this is a port city after all, and the enemy is numerous and powerful.

But Xia Meng didn't want to hide in Tibet. She had been delayed in Hong Kong City for a long time. She wanted to resolve the matter in Hong Kong City as soon as possible and return to the capital.

So, Xia Meng quietly returned, but she did not go back to the hotel directly. Instead, she made arrangements outside the hotel and then showed up. However, she did not go to Wang Hu and others. She just walked around the hotel and had a meal. meal and then left.

The moment Xia Meng appeared, Xia Meng felt that she was being targeted.

Sure enough, after Xia Meng entered the hotel, surveillance and tracking began.

When Xia Meng left the hotel, it was no surprise that those people followed her closely.

Xia Meng pretended that nothing happened, took a taxi and drove straight to a remote, abandoned fishing village.

An hour later, the car stopped. The driver looked at the desolate environment around him and looked at Xia Meng with some worry.

"Beautiful girl, there is nothing here. How are you going to go back later?"

Xia Meng smiled and said, "My friend will be here soon."

"That's it, that's good," the driver was relieved. Xia Meng gave him the money and the driver left directly.

Less than five minutes after the driver left, three cars drove over one after another. These people were arrogant and did not hide anything. For fear that Xia Meng would not know, the car parked arrogantly at the beach, and then a group of homeless people got out of the car. An angry person.

Most of these people were short in stature, walked unsteadily, and had fierce eyes that were a bit condescending and arrogant.

Xia Meng sat on a stone by the sea and counted the people who got off the car. No more, no less, exactly ten.

These ten people, carrying iron bars in their hands and pistols in their waists, walked towards Xia Meng in a swaggering manner.

He walked to a place three meters away from Xia Meng and stopped. The leading man was a man with slightly longer hair and a height of about 1.7 meters. After carefully looking at Xia Meng, the man lowered his head and said something to the man next to him.

The man next to him asked Xia Meng, "You are Xia Meng!"

Is this to identify the target person?

The man's voice was not loud, and ordinary people might not be able to hear what he was saying, but Xia Meng could hear it clearly, but he couldn't quite understand it because he was speaking Japanese.

These people are smart!

"Hey!" The man who should be the translator pointed at Xia Meng and asked, "Are you Xia Meng?"

Although they had seen Xia Meng's photo and thought the woman in front of them should be Xia Meng, they still wanted to confirm it again.

Xia Meng, "No!"

The man choked at Xia Meng's denial, and after a moment he said, "We have seen your photo, you are Xia Meng, there is no point in denying it."

Xia Meng sneered, "Then what else do you ask?"

"Hmph," the man snorted, then turned around and chirped at the small book beside him.

Xiao Benzi clenched the steel pipe in his hand, then pointed at a man next to him and raised his head at him, meaning: Let him get on!

The man responded with a smile. With a smile on his face and a slightly excited expression, he walked towards Xia Meng carrying the steel pipe.

When the man walked up to Xia Meng, he said a few words. Xia Meng was too lazy to pay attention to what he said. Before the man could finish speaking, there was a "swish" sound, and the light of the knife flashed coldly in the sun, like a shooting star. Like, it quickly penetrated into the man's neck!

"Hmm..." The man shut up instantly, covered his neck, and looked at Xia Meng in disbelief.

It seems that she didn't expect Xia Meng to be so decisive and ruthless as soon as they met!