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236. Regal

Feng Hongxi, when he heard this name, Gu Zhuo immediately remembered who he was, no wonder he felt familiar.

Before the apocalypse, he was a famous second-generation rich man, and his family's assets could be said to be as rich as the country's.

Feng Hongxi himself was not like other playboys who squandered their family property wantonly. He was very capable and made family money make money, and wealth made him rich. Step by step, he became a famous Chinese rich man even on the Steve Jobs list.

It's just that Feng Hongxi is relatively low-key and rarely appears in public. Gu Zhuo has only occasionally seen blurry photos of him in some gossip newspapers.

Rumor has it that he is good at everything, but he seems to have a very hot temper. If anyone dares to offend him, he will fight back mercilessly.

Of course, Gu Zhuo was not familiar with this Feng Gongzi at all. He was a person who was impossible to fight with, and he didn't know how he came to find him.

"Feng Hongxi? Are you Feng Hongxi?"

At this moment, Gu Zhuo just asked him this question repeatedly.

"Yes, I am the real Feng Hongxi. There is no fake one hundred percent. It's a pity that I threw away my ID card a long time ago. Otherwise, I would have taken it out for you to compare and prove my identity."

The man on the other side of the video nodded and answered affirmatively.

"Why did you find me and send me a plane?"

You know, even for a wealthy family like Feng Hongxi, sending four fighter jets at once is an absolutely generous act.

As far as Gu Zhuo knows, the J-20 is very expensive, and a pilot helmet alone is worth millions of yuan.

The research and development and equipment of high-performance weapons are all funded by money, and advanced fighter aircraft are even called "flying gold nuggets." It is currently speculated that the cost of the J-20 may be two-thirds or half of that of the American F-22.

The cost of the American F-22 is as high as US$600 million per aircraft.

Just to fly an F-22 in the air for one hour costs about $450,000.

Now Feng Hongxi will give it away if he says so. He dares to give it away, but Gu Zhuo doesn't dare to accept it.

"I send it to you because I think you are a strong person and I want to cooperate with you. Cooperation requires sincerity. I think these four fighter jets can represent my sincerity to the greatest extent."

Feng Hongxi replied.

He looked quite sincere and didn't look like he was lying.

Gu Zhuo pouted:

"But you haven't told me yet how you knew about me and found the location of my base."

The only people who know the location of his base are probably the people from the government and the people from the Prophetic Cult. It seems that Feng Hongxi is not from the Prophetic Cult, let alone the government that has already broken up with him.

There is another possibility that Xiao Ding secretly told more people besides Akashi his address.

Feng Hongxi was not willing to hide anything from him and said to him:

"I have been able to get to where I am today step by step. Naturally, I have my own methods. I have people in the government. If I want to know the location of your base, I will know it after a little inquiry. It is not a difficult task.

"As for how I know you? Gu Zhuo, you are a big shot who can take down the high priest of the Prophet Cult. Who doesn't know you? Now the Prophet Cult is looking for you like crazy, and forces like me are also looking for you. You

But it’s a delicious pastry.”

Gu Zhuo didn't expect that his defeat of Fang Yuqing would spread so far.

What he didn't expect even more was that Fang Yuqing had such a great reputation outside and could make Gu Zhuo, who had defeated him, become a big shot overnight.

It is not difficult to imagine how far the sphere of influence of the Prophetic Cult has extended, and how many bad things Fang Yuqing has done.

"Listen to what you said, you are not from the government, nor are you from the Prophet's Religion?"

"Of course not, those two forces are idiots, and only fools are willing to get involved with them."

It sounds like Feng Hongxi is extremely dissatisfied with both the Prophetic Church and the government.

It's no wonder that, based on Feng Hongxi's strength and connections, it would be easy for him to form his own force as long as he was given enough time.

"Then how did you get these fighter planes? Don't say you bought them with money, right?"

Gu Zhuo was a little curious.

Hearing this, Feng Hongxi smiled and waved his hand:

"These fighter planes were obtained by me and the government before the end of the world."

"Cooperating with the government before the end? Did you already know that the end was coming?"

"Yes."

Hearing what he said, Gu Zhuo subconsciously thought that he was also a person with superpowers, and quickly asked:

"How did you mention that you knew the end was coming?"

However, Feng Hongxi is not a superpower. He replied to Gu Zhuo:

"I have money, I have a lot of money. The government built bunkers during that time, and I helped them. They wanted to give me a pass to the bunker and said they could let me and my family live in it.

"But I'm not stupid. After living in the bunker, the original economic system will definitely be unbalanced in the apocalypse, and my original money will be nothing. I can't defeat them. How can I maintain my current status after entering the bunker?

It's just a screw that has been squeezed dry in another sense.

"Gu Zhuo, if it were you, would you be willing to make screws that could be thrown away due to rust at any time?"

Gu Zhuo shook his head, of course he didn't want to.

When Feng Hongxi saw this, he said:

"I don't want to either, and I have already prepared for the end of the world. Why should I wrong myself and seek help from the government? So I made a deal with them."

Feng Hongxi was talking about his own affairs.

Perhaps in order to express his sincerity in cooperation to Gu Zhuo, Feng Hongxi actually told everything about himself. Compared to the government and others, he unexpectedly appeared to be very honest and reliable.

Apart from the extremely dazzling title of the richest man in China, only a few people know that Feng Hongxi has been a paranoid doomsday survival maniac since he was a child.

He firmly believes that the end will come one day, so he has been making complete preparations for that day to come.

There is a saying that is right, the poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on equipment.

Feng Hongxi has all the equipment for surviving the doomsday. He has considered all aspects, whether it is floods, extreme cold, severe drought, even asteroids hitting the earth, the outbreak of super viruses, etc., etc., etc., he has considered these possibilities.

Not a single one was missed.

He hoarded so many supplies that he could live without food for hundreds of years. Feng Hongxi buried them deep underground. Only he knew where those supplies were stored.

He exercises every day and lives a very disciplined life, ensuring that if anything unexpected happens, he can at least reach his base.

Considering that the satellite might lose signal after the apocalypse, he also laid his own optical cable underground to communicate with his family in the future.

His base is built in a villa that belongs only to him. On the surface, the villa is a luxurious manor, with golf courses, farms, gardens, etc. But underneath the villa is Feng Hongxi’s ultimate safety.

Room.

This safe house has corresponding measures to deal with all disasters that humans can think of. Unless the earth is completely destroyed, Feng Hongxi can hide in it and sit back and relax.

In order to ensure that he would not be robbed by others in the future, and turn into the embarrassing situation of "my neighbor is hoarding food and I am hoarding guns, and the neighbor is my granary", he even secretly cooperated with arms dealers, bought a lot of weapons and put them at home, and also formed an army.

A powerful guard who only obeyed Feng Hongxi's orders.

Before the end of the world, if this was discovered, it would definitely be a serious crime. If it was not handled properly, Feng Hongxi might spend the rest of his life in prison, and there was no telling if his family property would be confiscated.

Fortunately, he was born with a very smart mind and was flawless in his work. Such a terrifying doomsday survival project was concealed by him until the apocalypse occurred, and the government discovered it.

But it was already too late by then. The government realized that if they tried to crack down on Feng Hongxi, it would most likely hurt both sides. It was better to coexist peacefully and not interfere with the river.

And Feng Hongxi gradually became another larger force in the apocalypse.

It's just that he is still very low-key and never shows off. He doesn't show off everywhere like the Prophet Cult, for fear that others will not know his existence.

As for those fighter planes, some were purchased by him with money, and some were "rewards" for his efforts in helping the government build bunkers.

After Feng Hongxi finished talking about his own affairs, he said something that surprised Gu Zhuo even more:

"Gu Zhuo, I know you have another reason, which I only discovered recently."

"What?"

"Were you a member of the Battle of Tomorrow before, with the screen name 7992?"

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo was stunned and answered him:

"it's me."

"That's right,"

Feng Hongxi nodded,

"I can only say it's fate, Gu Zhuo, who can believe that I am also a member of the battle tomorrow."


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