Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

As Mo Yanshu spoke, he threw Yu Shumu to Qin Feng. Qin Feng raised his hand and put a black cloth bag on Yu Shumu's head. Then the two looked at each other and left in different directions.

Ten minutes later...

The man named Huang Xiao at the door narrowed his eyes, nodded to the two people beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Let's get started."

next second!

Two young men in black leather jackets rushed out on a motorcycle!

Almost at the same time, countless people on motorcycles followed closely behind, standing on both sides of the city gate!

Behind them followed a specially modified cart that looked extremely sturdy and huge, as if it was used for siege. The body of the cart was shining with a cold metallic luster, and the front of the car was equipped with all kinds of strange-shaped equipment.

"Duang!"

"Duang!"

"Duang!"

There was a loud noise coming from the door. Mo Yanshu listened to the sound and the corners of his lips curled up slowly. It was good that they came. It would be better if all of them came together. The more people came, the more bargaining chips they would have...

He lowered his eyes slightly, turned and entered a room outside the City of Light and closed the door.

With a loud "bang", it was deafening. From the sound, it seemed that the gate of Guangming City was suddenly blasted open from the outside, shaking the whole room where Mo Yanshu was, and raising a cloud of dust.

But after a moment, the sound of a motorcycle was heard outside the room, accompanied by bursts of whistles.

"What about people?"

"How come there's not even a fart in this city?!"

"Where have everyone gone?"

"Brother Huang, there's no one here..."

"Where did this person go..."

"Where's Brother Yu?"

"Why are you panicking? It's better if no one is around! Find him for me! Even if I have to turn the whole city upside down, I must find him! Save Brother Yu!"

Mo Yanshu was leaning against the beam, but his ears were keenly capturing the subtle sounds coming from outside. He listened to the people walking back and forth outside, the sounds of which came and went, sometimes loud and sometimes soft.

He looked down at his watch and calculated the time. About a quarter of an hour had passed. After a little thought, he raised his hand and took out a remote control with several red, green and yellow buttons on it.

Mo Yanshu raised his hand and pressed the round red button. The word "Close" below it was particularly eye-catching.

As he pressed the button, he heard a "clicking" sound coming from the door.

This remote control was specially prepared when they modified the gate. It is solar-powered and remotely controlled. It took many experiments to succeed. The purpose is to close the door and implement the next plan.

Sure enough, the next second, the panicked voice of someone outside the door came in.

"The door! The door is closed!"

"Go find Brother Huang and tell him about this! Where are all our people? Damn it! Why is this place so big! Isn't this just a small park? Why is it built so big!"

"Where is Brother Huang now?"

"I don't know. I just asked Xiao to look for him. You said there was no one at the door. Where did they go..."

"Let's go and look again. Have you found all those houses?"

"No...don't dare..."

"It's just a shabby house! What's there to be afraid of? Let's go in and look for it one by one!"

"But……"

"Go!"

Mo Yanshu suddenly opened his eyes upon hearing this, his eyes were deep, they had just begun...

They set up several locations in the City of Light. Although the spikes in the net traps used for hunting were removed, they were replaced with steel wire ropes that were not easily cut and wrapped with a layer of hemp rope as a cover.

Once the people from the Zhenshu Gang start looking for people in Guangming City and enter the house, it will all depend on fate how many people they can trap.

When discussing this matter with Wang Xin and others before, Wang Xin suggested that only those who should be killed should be killed.

Their purpose is not to kill as many people as possible. Life is difficult in the end times, so there is no reason for compatriots to kill each other. What's more, some people in the Zhenshu Gang may not come here voluntarily. Winning over people's hearts is far better than tyranny.

I don’t know how his Muchen is doing now, and I really want to end all this as soon as possible.

He let out a light sigh, and at this moment he heard a "clang" and the door of the room where he was hiding was kicked open from outside.

He looked at the two people who came in stealthily, calculating their approximate location. After the two men took a few steps inside, Mo Yanshu quietly jumped down from the beam.

"Brother, do you feel that this house is eerie..."

"It's just a house! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"But...but...but..."

"Just talk! What's the point of trembling like that?"

"But... brother... look here on the ground... there's an extra shadow on the ground!"

"You fucking let..."

The man's curse words suddenly stopped at his lips, and were stuck in his throat.

The two of them turned around slowly and mechanically, and saw Mo Yanshu standing behind them!

Before the two men could react, Mo Yanshu raised his hand and knocked them unconscious, then used the hemp rope on the table to tie them to the pillar.

Looking at the two people who had fainted, Mo Yanshu took out the weapons they had on their waists and threw them aside. He raised his hand and tore off two pieces of static tape, directly sealed their mouths, and climbed onto the beam again.

We can hold on for as long as we can.

If a large-scale conflict breaks out, the dozen or so people who stay behind will definitely not end up well. But if they fight in a dispersed manner like they are now, only dealing with three or two people at a time, the Zhenshu Gang will definitely not have the advantage.

After dealing with five more people in this way, Mo Yanshu walked out of the room, locked the door, and turned to walk towards a point further inside Guangming City.

……

"Wang Xin, I haven't seen you for many years. How dare you become more stupid? You dare to intrude into the territory of my Zhenshu Gang with just these two people!"

In the central building, the guide took Wang Xin and his team directly to an office on the top floor of the building.

"Many years?" Wang Xin raised his eyebrows.

The man sitting in the main seat was about 30 to 40 years old, wearing a black suit, with a short neck, a straight chest, a thick waist and broad shoulders, a bit like two potatoes stacked together.

"Oh! By the way! The world has changed. It's normal that you don't recognize me now." The man's voice was a little sharp. As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes with a sinister look. "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Wang Zhen, and the one next to me is my brother, Yu Shumu."

Standing next to Wang Zhen was a tall and thin man in a white suit, looking gentle and elegant.

"Brother, come and see. This friend who dared to come to my door with a small team and overestimated his own capabilities is the person I mentioned to you many times before, Wang Xin."

"Oh? From your tone it seems like you have known me for a long time?" Wang Xin pretended not to know and raised his eyebrows slightly.

After hearing his words, Wang Zhen's eyes flashed with sarcasm. He looked at Yu Shumu beside him and burst into laughter!