The end of the world: I can do whatever I want to anyone

"Master, I'll take care of it." Sun Ting said respectfully.

"Master, let me handle it." Qian'er was also eager to do things. Only useful women were worthy of staying.

Nanjie was very confused. Are women really the ones to handle this kind of thing? Can they handle it?

"Tingting, go ahead."

Sun Ting was delighted and looked at Qian'er with a provocative look. Qian'er said nothing and stepped aside.

"Master, I'll go help Sister Ting." An Bai volunteered.

Tang Ze nodded.

"Then I'll go and help too." Ye Qingyi felt that she hadn't done anything recently and hadn't been favored by her master. She was anxious. Thinking back to when there were only three of them, the master loved her the most. Now she felt that the master was going to forget about her.

"Why go there so much?"

Ye Qingyi lowered her head slightly and bit her red lips gently. She seemed to be no longer loved by her master.

Xi Meng patted Ye Qingyi's shoulder, as if to say, don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities to show yourself in the future.

Sun Ting and An Bai retreated respectfully and left. Zhou Yang and Nan Jie hurried over to help. Everyone wanted to show off in front of Tang Ze.

This is a god-like man.

"This is too exaggerated." Xi Meng couldn't help but muttered as he looked at the road. Compared with this saint, he was just a rookie who couldn't even handle a community. Look at her, even after her death, there were still so many followers coming to demonstrate, and many of them were armed.

Chu Liu couldn't believe that the appeal of a saint was so strong that the whole city seemed to have gone crazy for her.

Lu Yudie wanted to jump down directly to show her loyalty to her master and her determination not to betray him.

Qian'er even felt that if this saint was the general manager of the company, the company's senior executives would probably become her loyal followers.

Tang Ze looked at Xi Meng and chuckled, "Fortunately, you are a badass."

Xi Meng's heart trembled. She was smart and knew that it was because of her incompetence that she could only stand here.

"Xiaodie, come over here and give you some experience."

"Ah."

While slurping the cross-bridge rice noodles in the bowl, don't forget to gain experience and see how Sun Ting solves the problem.

This is life, before it was just survival.

In the elevator, An Bai asked tremblingly: "Sister Ting, how should we deal with this?"

"do not know."

"what?"

“Even if we don’t know, we can’t let the people in Group Two take advantage.” Sun Ting felt that Group Two had been gaining momentum recently. The owner had begun to take special care of the people in Group Two, while Group One had become a vase, and the owner didn’t even want to wipe the vase.

An Bai nodded in agreement: "Then how should we deal with it? If we don't handle it well, the master will ignore me. The master hasn't touched me for a long time... I really miss the days in the community."

Listening to An Bai's feelings, Sun Ting felt nostalgic. At that time, she just wanted to bring others in to share the damage, but now there are too many people to share the damage.

"Don't be discouraged, Master, his novelty period hasn't worn off yet."

"Sister Ting, you're talking as if I'm already expired."

Sun Ting: “…”

As the elevator door opened, Sun Ting could already see a crowd of people walking towards her not far away. It was a dark mass. At the front were city security personnel holding guns. Spare sandbags had been placed at the entrance of the building. The man standing on Tang Ze's side was holding a gun and looking at the approaching crowd with a firm gaze.

The elevator door next to them also opened at this time. Zhou Yang and Nan Jie saw the crowd in front of them. It seemed like a wave rushing over and could be beaten to the ground by them at any time.

But they both seem so calm. Mr. Tang is so strong, the woman next to him must be no weak either.

But with so many people, no matter how strong they are, they can't handle it. They have to rely on Mr. Tang's divine punishment.

Sun Ting and An Bai arrived at the entrance of the building and watched the crowd approaching them.

"Sister-in-law, it's too dangerous to stand here. Do you want to change places?" Zhou Yang said standing aside. They are all men who have experienced the beheading platform, but seeing such a scene, it is inevitable that their scalps will numb.

The words "sister-in-law" made Sun Ting and An Bai feel very comfortable.

"You little fat boy can talk, no wonder I kept you here." Sun Ting said calmly.

Zhou Yang felt that he hadn't said anything nice just now. He had no idea that the word "sister-in-law" could make them happy for the whole day.

Nan Jie felt uneasy and suggested again: "There are many followers of the Saint in Huzhou. The news that Mr. Tang burned the Saint to death must have spread. Those people will attack here at all costs."

An Bai curled his lips. He really couldn't speak. He couldn't even speak to his sister-in-law. The little fat boy was still sensible.

"If you're scared, just hide inside." Sun Ting said unhappily.

Of course Nanjie was not afraid. If he was afraid, he would not resist the saint.

Soon, the saint's people came to the door of the building and stopped. The soldiers in the front row pointed their guns at Sun Ting and others.

The leading man was very young, probably in his early twenties. He looked up at Sun Ting and An Bai on the steps.

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, but they were not as holy as those of the saint, so the surprise quickly disappeared.

"What are you all doing here? Get out of here!" Sun Ting suddenly shouted. She looked weak, but the voice was heard by everyone.

The young men all felt their ears buzzing, and some of the people standing in the front subconsciously took a few steps back.

However, the young man picked up the loud speaker and shouted, "We are all the saint's people, and that blasphemer burned the saint to death. God will definitely punish us. Only by burning the blasphemer to death will the saint pray to God to forgive us ignorant humans!"

"Are you stupid? There are no gods or saints in this world. They are all made up. Go home quickly!" An Bai couldn't help but shouting. How could there be such idiots as you?

However, the young man shouted righteously: "You should also join us. You should not stay with the blasphemer and degenerate. Only the Saint can save your filthy souls."

Hearing the man's words, Sun Ting and An Bai's eyelashes began to tremble slightly, and a faint red light flashed in their eyes.

At this time, a middle-aged woman next to the young man shouted: "Although the saint is dead, her soul is still here. Judge the blasphemers and baptize them. Let the saint's soul choose the best body and lead us towards the dawn again."

Sun Ting and An Bai never expected that they were going to be baptized and become tools chosen by the saint.

So Sun Ting was amused, but it was an angry laugh, and An Bai seemed particularly quiet, which formed a big contrast with the happy An Bai before.

"You should feel extremely honored to be the body that contains the Saint's soul. Join our big family. In this disaster, only the Saint can protect us."

Sun Ting smiled beautifully and said, "You are really looking for death."

The woman's eyes turned cold and she shouted, "How could you not appreciate this honor? I have listened to what the Saint's soul said. The Saint said to kill them!"

In an instant, the soldier raised his gun and pointed it at Sun Ting and An Bai.