The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

While the other party was transporting gold back and forth, Chen Ye lazily leaned on the aircraft, eating fruit and waiting for the self-heating hot pot and self-heating rice to be cooked.

From time to time, she took out the dried shrimps that Lao Bai made for her. The shell was crispy and crunchy with every bite, and the shrimp meat inside was fresh and sweet.

It seemed that the leaders of the four major families had come out, staring at the boxes of gold being moved out, their eyes full of pain. They also looked at Chen Ye eating and drinking in the aircraft, and they were angry and hateful, their livers ached.

"Hey, those old guys!" Chen Ye shouted, and everyone's eyes were focused on her smug face.

She threw out several large bags of dried shrimps, and the other party's bodyguards caught them steadily.

"Don't be angry. It's your fault that my city became like that. Let me give you something delicious to comfort you."

When she saw one of the most evil-looking old men snatch the bag from the bodyguard and try to throw it away, she clicked her tongue twice and interrupted his spell: "You are rich and extravagant, even throwing away seafood."

The bag was sealed with oil-film kraft paper used by Lao Bai. There was no window, so you couldn't see what was inside.

The other party probably doesn't know what it is. Exchanging tens of thousands of tons of gold for such things would make anyone angry.

Chen Ye was sitting on the aircraft, not too close to them. Because he couldn't see what she was putting into her mouth. Hearing her say this, Cameron took it, squeezed it, and sniffed it.

He didn't open it, but asked in confusion: "How can this creature from the sea be eaten?"

Chen Ye didn't answer him, nor did he pay any attention to him.

Cameron opened a bag and saw the huge dried shrimp inside. He looked at the other three and whispered, "Even for people like us who have awakened the ability to store space, it is impossible to preserve seafood. The seafood has all mutated many years ago."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Ye deeply.

Elijah came closer and said hesitantly, "Mr. President, this... won't cause any problems if I eat it? Otherwise, take it back for testing."

Chen Ye had good hearing, and after hearing this he stuck his head out again, "Tsk tsk, you coward, I was planning to ask you if you want some fresh seafood, the price is negotiable. In this case, how about you give it back to me?"

"Fresh seafood? Freshly caught from the sea?" Dominic Scott frowned.

"How is that possible? Let me show you what you eat when you're older?" She took out her cell phone and wanted to flip through some pictures.

But I looked through all the photo albums and didn't see a single portrait.

Quan Nima is a collection of files and report pictures that were saved casually.

There is no internet here, so the photos cannot be uploaded.

She put down her phone awkwardly, "Sorry, I didn't take a picture. But if you send the remaining gold to S City in three days, I'll let Moni eat it right there for you to see."

Then he added, "By the way. Bring more money. It's not cheap."

Dominic Scott snorted, "We didn't say we wanted it."

"Then don't take it. Just take the money owed to us and the paperwork. Let's settle this dispute in an upright manner."

By the time she had eaten and drunk her fill, it was already late, and the other party had not finished moving. Those old men still knew how to enjoy themselves, and they moved chairs down from the big ship to sit down, looking at the boxes of gold piling up under the lights, their faces becoming more and more unpleasant.

She jumped off the aircraft and took meaningful photos of everything in front of her.

He weighed the boxes of gold again, opened a few at random and rummaged through them.

An old man coughed lightly and said in a bad tone: "Do you think we can still mistake the fake for the real thing?"

Chen Ye picked up two gold bars and knocked them against each other, then pouted and shook his head, "Well... it's hard to say. After all, you guys are capable of running away from the bill. If you weren't being chased and beaten, I don't know where you would hide."

As she spoke, she bent the gold bar in her hand gently, shook her hands up and down for a while, and actually tore the gold bar into two halves with brute force.

Seeing everyone staring in amazement, she threw the broken gold back into the box and patted the gold dust off her fingers. "What are you looking at? Aren't your ability users the same?"

She walked towards him, took the bag of dried shrimps from the bodyguard, pushed Elijah away, sat in his chair, brushed away the dust raised by the truck, tore open the bag and started eating.

"Mr. President, I heard that you are looking for the entrance to the center of the earth in Tibet?"

They had just received the message from the Tibetan area before they were beaten, and within five minutes, the enemy had arrived. This was something they had not expected.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chen Ye didn't ask any more questions. He just continued, "I don't know if you want to believe it or not, but with your current technological capabilities, even if you find the entrance, you can't get in."

"What do you know?"

"I don't know. But there are so many legendary entrances, why do you have to focus on the Tibetan area? Isn't there one in the Arctic as well?

So I think you guys are trying to find the legendary energy that can turn back time. After all, your spaceship is so big, and you can't solve the problem of flying speed."

"So what do you think? Can we use your abilities?"

Chen Ye looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Cameron did not give up, even though she was unhappy about the loss of tens of thousands of tons of gold. However, if her energy could be used by them, 50,000 tons of gold would be within their reach.

Where are the eternal enemies?

When it comes to interests, everything can be put aside.

Even if you've just been beaten up, you can still negotiate.

But what does her look mean?

"Your spaceship is obviously too backward. Go back and innovate it."

"It's easy to say, but we don't have so many materials. The migration plan should be started as early as possible, but you Chinese want to take away so much gold at this time." Dominic Scott rolled his eyes.

"I say, you scumbag father, if you keep this gold, can you use it as the main body or as fuel? Also, this is not the gold we want to take away. To be honest, this is your compensation. Do you know what compensation means?"

If they couldn't defeat her, how could these big shots who have been in power for many years be so aggrieved and watch her steal their gold?

After weighing the monster, I gathered 25,000 tons, and my heart ached to the point of breaking into pieces.

Even super glue can't stick to that kind.

Chen Ye was in a good mood after receiving the gold. He looked at them with a smile, "For the sake of the gold, let me tell you something new. You can still hold out for a while in this apocalypse. Send the remaining debt to my family and go home to continue researching the latest technology."

No one could listen to what she said.

Who knows that it will last for a while. Ask her to talk more.

"Don't even think about running away. I left a tracker on your spaceship. I can chase you to the ends of the earth."

The other party surrounded the cabin, wanting to see how she transported so much gold.

"If you don't leave, I'll be angry. Go get the gold!"

She knew that this group of people were cunning and the gold might be in the cabin. She wanted to delay the payment, but it was impossible. She wanted half of it because she knew that if the money fell into S City, even if she could get it, it would not be this much.

As a professional debt collector, you must get what you want.