Chapter 200: The Saintess Isn’t Coming
On the highway, Tang Ze had already received news from Qian’er. He had killed the company’s Manager, and they had already sent people over.
This time they even called themselves A-class New Humans, just a bunch of flashy things. They weren’t even as good as those animal-gene people in the hotel. At least their appearance was intimidating enough.
Just as Tang Ze was pondering, he suddenly felt a sharp brake.
“Brother Tang, someone’s robbing the road.”
Zhou Yang wasn’t afraid at all. With Brother Tang here, even God would have to take a slap before going back.
Nan Jie, who was driving, looked ten meters ahead. Five cars were blocking the road, with over twenty people standing around. Some were holding guns, and ridiculously, someone was even carrying an RPG.
“We’re almost there and we still run into robbers. Go and kill them.”
Stroking the Big Mengmeng in his arms, Tang Ze said softly.
Xi Meng gave a delicate “mm” and slightly tidied up her appearance.
Opposite them, a man in a mink coat sat on the hood of a Maybach, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, but not lit. From his confident appearance, one could tell he was definitely a virus-fused person.
Seeing the rear car door open, a graceful figure got out and walked over.
“I’ve long heard that Huzhou has a Saintess, worshiped by thousands. I don’t want to do anything today, just purely want to worship the Saintess too.”
The boss’s frivolous words made his underlings burst into laughter.
As Xi Meng got a little closer, the boss finally saw her face. “As expected of a Saintess. If you become my woman, then I’ll have a lot of face. I wonder if the Saintess will give me this face?”
“You like the Saintess so much? Then I’ll send you to see her,” Xi Meng said softly.
“Hmm?”
Xi Meng backhandedly slapped him.
The underlings saw their boss’s head actually turn to look backward. This…
Everyone’s reaction seemed to be delayed. They couldn’t believe it. This woman killed him just like that.
“Kill her! What are you all standing there for!” someone among the underlings shouted. The boss had been slapped to death by her.
The underling closest to Xi Meng quickly pulled the trigger, but it wouldn’t fire.
Xi Meng reminded him, “The safety is on.”
The underling was stunned.
“Let me teach you.”
Xi Meng snatched the pistol and shot the underling in the head.
At this time, the underlings’ bullets shot toward Xi Meng. But Xi Meng was too lazy to even dodge. After all, with her body enhancement, bullets couldn’t harm her in the slightest. Only the Master’s gun could.
The underling with the RPG immediately fired a shot at Xi Meng.
However, Xi Meng actually caught the incoming warhead with one hand and threw it back.
BOOM!
The explosion also detonated the car, instantly killing seven or eight people.
Xi Meng then took the gun and shot them one by one in the head. They never expected it. This Saintess was too ruthless. The boss had only said a few words and was killed. And she couldn’t be killed.
Soon, only one was left, but the bullets in Xi Meng’s hand had run out. “Don’t be anxious. I’ll find a gun.”
“You! You killed Little Brother Qing! Big Brother Qing won’t let you go!” The underling on the ground retreated repeatedly, but still uttered a threat, hoping the other party would be afraid.
Tang Ze suddenly opened the car door and walked over, wrapping his arm around Xi Meng’s waist. “Are you here to attend this meeting?”
The underling looked at Tang Ze actually hugging the Saintess’s waist, in disbelief. “Yes, right.”
Tang Ze extended his hand, and Xi Meng placed the gun in his.
With a bang, he directly finished off the last underling, then threw the gun away and walked back, hugging Xi Meng’s slender waist.
The vehicles blocking the road immediately parted.
“Little Fatty, bring me that boss’s head,” Tang Ze said flatly after getting in the car.
Zhou Yang quickly opened the door, took a machete from the trunk. The excited little fatty boldly guessed that someone was going to have a very bad night tonight.
…
Meanwhile, in Quanshi, the Changde Hotel had become the venue for this meeting.
In the largest conference hall on the third floor, over thirty people were gathered, but only ten were sitting at the large round table. These people were all virus-fused individuals. Some had been here before, and some were new. The purpose of coming here was to exchange for supplies.
After all, some places produced things that other places didn’t. This created a large space for exchange.
Of course, they weren’t all good people. Getting supplies was just a more convenient way to control the local ordinary people. But there were exceptions. Some genuinely used their abilities to help the local people. There was only one such person.
And beside the round table were many refreshments. Cripple He’s foolish son was eating with oil dripping from his mouth, but no one dared to say anything about his son.
However, there were still four empty seats at the round table, which made people dissatisfied.
“This Saintess has such a grand air. She still hasn’t come yet.” The man speaking had colorful hair, a scorpion tattoo on his neck, and his feet were propped up on the table, his expression arrogant.
This person was named Guo Liang, only in his early thirties. He was a newcomer to the meeting. Perhaps he was used to being arrogant in his own territory and was a bit conceited.
The Ghost King and Cripple He, however, were resting with their eyes closed.
“It’s one thing for the Saintess to put on airs, but even a newcomer is late. They really don’t have any respect for us.” The one speaking was clearly someone who had attended the meeting before. He was a three-hundred-pound fatty, his face all fat, with a very thick gold chain around his neck, and his fingers were full of gold rings.
So, this guy’s nickname was Gold Fatty.
A refined man wearing glasses said flatly, “Long Yi used to be the earliest to arrive. He didn’t come today either. And that Madman Liu. It seems these people don’t give Giant Arm face.”
“Teacher Wang, I heard you have many schoolgirls. Let’s have a private exchange later.” Guo Liang revealed a greedy smile. It seemed like a transaction, but it was also somewhat sarcastic.
“The newcomers really don’t know the rules these days,” Teacher Wang said indifferently.
Just as Chen Kexin was about to speak, the conference room door was pushed open. A handsome man in his late twenties, wearing a white suit and a black shirt without a tie, gave off a rebellious feeling.
Everyone’s gaze turned to him. And this handsome man walked straight toward the round table and sat in a seat.
“The newcomers really don’t know the rules,” Gold Fatty said coldly, playing with the lighter in his hand.
Feng Daqing said calmly, “I’m here to exchange for supplies. I don’t want to cause trouble.”
“I fucking hate people like you who love to act cool.” Guo Liang twisted his neck, as if to teach Feng Daqing a lesson.
Feng Daqing looked at Guo Liang with the eyes of a dead man. “Say that again?”
Chen Kexin finally knocked on the table. “Everyone, calm down. Today’s theme is the exchange of supplies and the distribution of vaccines. If you still want to be allocated vaccines, then you’d better all be obedient!”
With Chen Kexin’s words, no one spoke. It seemed the pressure was still there.
Just then, the conference room door was pushed open again.
Everyone looked over. It was a strange young man, with a peerless beauty beside him. Those who hadn’t seen the Saintess all thought, Could this be the Saintess?
But why would the Saintess walk behind?
Tang Ze walked into the conference hall with a kind smile. Xi Meng also followed behind. But everyone suddenly noticed that Xi Meng was holding a cloth bag. The bottom was stained red. From the shape, it should be a human head.
What did this mean?!
Tang Ze scanned the room, then walked to the Saintess’s seat and sat down directly.
“I ran into some robbers on the road. Sorry, I’m late.” Tang Ze seemed very polite, giving people the illusion that he could be easily bullied.
Gold Fatty chuckled. “Handsome, I’m afraid you’ve come to the wrong place. And from your gender, you don’t look like a Saintess.”
“The Saintess, she can’t come. I burned her to death.”
Tang Ze smiled warmly, but everyone’s face instantly became grave.
