If it were ten years ago, Liao Fan might have been tempted by Meng Yao's beauty, but not anymore.
After ten years of killing, his heart has long since returned to peace. The pleasure of men and women is indeed a kind of enjoyment, but it also consumes a lot of physical strength. In the apocalyptic environment, every bit of physical strength is very precious. Liao Fan would rather save his physical strength.
Entering the wormhole space to hunt monsters will not be wasted on a woman.
Meng Yao, on the other hand, looked at this "weird man" who looked like a wooden sculpture and exuded a mysterious aura. His heart was complicated, but at the same time he felt a little embarrassed.
This was her first time to be so close to someone of the opposite sex whom she was not familiar with.
It was okay to just treat the injury in such a coquettish way, but he was still like a piece of wood, untouched by his beauty and figure.
Is this still a man?
She was a little angry. Beautiful women are all proud. Although Liao Fan did not show his bestiality and touch her, the feeling of being ignored made her feel a little offended.
Of course, Liao Fan didn't know what the woman was thinking. He simply treated the wound. He found gauze and bandaged Meng Yao's wound. Then he lit the stove and took a sip of water.
Only then did he realize that something seemed wrong with the way Meng Yao looked at him. The shy and annoyed look surprised him, so he put down the water glass and said to Meng Yao,
"What's wrong with you?"
"No!"
Meng Yao was angry and funny. He snorted, sat up with some difficulty, straightened his coat, and looked at Liao Fan coldly and said,
"Did you bring me here just to help me heal my injuries?"
"Not entirely."
Seeing that the color on Meng Yao's face had returned, Liao Fan stopped delaying and reached directly into the cabinet under the stove, took out a blueprint, and slowly opened it under the astonished gaze of the other party.
"I am planning to build a survival base to resist the catastrophe in the first stage of the end of the world. Although the space of this underground shelter is relatively strong, it cannot meet all my needs. Next, I will need a lot of funds and materials.
To reinforce and transform it, I must ask for your help."
Liao Fan directly handed over the drawing, and Meng Fan took it, glanced at it angrily, and then said, "Let's be honest, how much do you need?"
Liao Fan said, "About 20 to 30 million. The batch of materials I took from the company before is enough to meet food consumption, but the materials to build the underground shelter will cost a lot of money."
Meng Yao sneered and said, "Haha, what you said is very light. Thirty million is not a small amount!"
Liao Fan shrugged and said calmly, "With your Meng family's property, this little money should be nothing, right?"
"Please, I am not the only one who has the final say about the family. Besides, industry is industry and cash is cash. You are just making a movie. Who would have tens of millions of cash on you?" Meng Yao rolled his eyes with a look of dismay on his face.
Joyful way.
"This is your problem, I only care about the results."
Liao Fan shook his head and said in an unquestionable tone, "Thirty million dollars must be collected within a week. If it is too late, it will be too late. If we cannot complete the entire shelter before the end of the world, we will wait until the end of the world breaks out."
Any money will become a pile of waste paper, and..."
Having said this, Liao Fan looked at Meng Yao's face again and warned with a serious face, "The cooperation between you and me cannot be known to a third person. You must do it in secret when raising money."
Meng Yao looked confused, widened his eyes and said, "Why?"
"There is no reason. In short, if this matter is leaked, then our cooperation plan will be terminated immediately."
Liao Fan did not answer Meng Yao's question and shook his head expressionlessly, "You can sleep here for a while and start making preparations immediately after your body recovers a certain amount of mobility. I don't like to say the same thing a second time.
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"Humph, who cares about a shabby place like yours!"
Meng Yao stood up angrily. Although the bandaged area still hurt slightly, she couldn't bear to continue to be with this weirdo. She immediately put on her coat and strode out angrily.
Liao Fan didn't stop him, he leaned on the sofa with a contented look on his face and watched Meng Yao leave.
It wasn't until there was a clang from the big iron gate and the woman was completely lost that he revealed a smile with a joking smile on his face.
"The use value of this woman is far beyond the 30 million yuan. Next, I have to rely on her to complete another plan. I just hope she won't let me down."
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Lincheng city center, police office building.
A middle-aged policeman who was in a hurry quickly broke into the chief's office with a document.
"Bureau Chen, we're sorry. In an urban-rural fringe area on the outskirts of the city, a horrific mass massacre occurred, resulting in the deaths of more than two dozen mall workers. This is a photo taken at the scene. Please take a look!"
Sitting in the middle of the office was a middle-aged leader with gray hair and a serious face. It was Chen Guodong, the head of the municipal bureau.
At this time, Chen Guodong was worrying about a document about the disaster caused by the cold wave. After hearing the report from his subordinates, his expression suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly and exclaimed loudly, "What massacre? How many people died?"
people?"
"A total of 27 people were killed, and there were three survivors who were severely frightened and had lost their minds." The middle-aged policeman looked frightened, and the corners of his mouth were trembling as he spoke.
"What, how could such a serious and vicious incident suddenly occur? Could it be a terrorist attack!"
Chen Guodong looked incredulous and hurriedly grabbed the photos of the murder scene.
In the photo, you can see shocking broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, as well as blood stains all over the wall and blood on the floor. He was so shocked that his scalp went numb and he sat back in the armchair.
As a police officer for more than 20 years, Chen Guodong had never been involved in such a serious and vicious case. He suppressed his shock, grabbed the middle-aged police officer's arm, and shouted almost like a roar,
"Where is the murderer? Have you found out who the murderer is? What kind of criminal is he who actually committed such a shocking crime?"
"No, there is no murderer..."
The middle-aged policeman swallowed, looked at Chen Guodong who was furious, and said in a trembling tone,
"Except for the corpses, there were no traces of the murderer at the scene. This bizarre murder seemed to be completed in just a few seconds. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the shopping mall was suddenly shrouded in fog, and the power system suddenly
It was interrupted for a few seconds, and by the time it returned to normal, the people inside were already..."
"Nonsense, how can a mass death be caused in just a few seconds? Even if more than 20 pigs line up to enter the slaughterhouse, it won't be so efficient, right?!"
Chen Guodong was stunned and roared loudly again,
"Hurry up and check the surveillance. I want to get all the traffic information at the time of the incident. Also, immediately control the insane survivors and invite the best doctors in the city for consultation. Wait, I'll go with you.
, the nature of this case is too serious, I must personally participate in the trial..."