Returning to the end of the world before the natural disaster, I emptied the world of supplies

"Oh?" Jiang Yan sneered:

"I never knew that the famous Yaoben Base and the notorious Lieyan Base were actually as close as a family behind the scenes!"

The so-called opportunity of eternal youth mentioned by Mo Shuaifeng made her feel a chill down her spine.

She recalled the time when she was resting in the snow mountain cabin, when she met Dr. Chu Huichu, a man with a young face but an old voice.

The grandson's body was replaced by his grandfather.

Think about the perfect bodies and organs soaked in formalin in the Anming Sky Hotel.

Jiang Yan only felt a surge of stomach acid surging wildly in her stomach.

As for the gold in the beautiful country's treasury that Mo Shuaifeng mentioned, it is obvious that the Yaoben base has indeed been infiltrated by the enemy.

And the person who infiltrated was none other than Mo Jingsheng’s own grandfather and brother!

As for Mo Shiyao, it is unknown.

However, there are still many things Jiang Yan can't figure out, but now is not the time for her to think about these things.

She took a deep breath, collected her thoughts, put the tranquilizer gun in her hand back into space, and then she moved her mind and selected several flash bombs and smoke bombs in advance, and told Huabao in advance the time to release them.

Seeing that she continued to have an expressionless expression, Mo Shuaifeng could no longer hold back his face. He threw the cooperation letter in his hand onto the table and sneered:

"Miss Jiang is a smart person, so you'd better be more sensible. After all, there are old acquaintances of yours in the Blazing Flame Base! Master Xue will definitely treat you well! Besides--"

He changed the subject and said, "If you die, no matter how many supplies you have, it will be useless!"

"Yes, Xiao Jiang, the space station and the natural disaster simulation laboratory are all controlled by our people. Your resistance and struggle are all in vain!

Join us, I, Mo Zhongcheng, guarantee with my personal integrity that you will have endless wealth and glory in your life!"

Old Mo also stood up. He turned his fingers lightly, and the dragon-headed cane in his hand suddenly turned into a very short gun-shaped muzzle.

Jiang Yan sneered: "Mo Zhongcheng, this name is really ironic!"

"Also, traitors have personality?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she instructed Hua Bao in her mind, "Get ready!"

"Okay, mom!" Huabao retracted his scarlet tongue, closed his mouth, and retracted his fangs.

There was a gunfight outside, a pretty big gunfight.

A man with a crew cut who had been silent at the conference table quickly stood up, with a serious expression on his face, picked up a pad in his hand, strode up to Mo Zhongcheng and Mo Shuaifeng, and whispered a few words.

"We would rather destroy the one we can't get than let Mo Jingsheng get him!" Mo Shuaifeng raised his hand towards Jiang Yan, "Catch her first!"

Jiang Yan sneered, and with a thought, she quickly stretched her hands back and took out a PKM light machine gun with 250 rounds of ammunition.