Evil Break

As the funds of Xiuli were paid in full in one step, Hu Feng ’s main building of the company and the surrounding technology park, as well as the construction progress of the degraded street, no longer hindered.

However, Hu Minghan's mood is very complicated, hesitating whether to find Hu Feng to talk.

She took a closer look at the specific construction project and warehouse planning of that science and technology park and discovered a big problem.

This science and technology park does not seem to have much connection with technology, but is closely related to those black businesses.

The first batch of 22 weapon production lines, ranging from firearms to armored vehicles to missiles, is called an all-encompassing one. It is kindly provided by Xiuli, and all models come from Lao Maozi.

Arms smuggling and trafficking? This makes Hu Minghan a little worried. After all, he grew up in a stable and harmonious country like Tianchao. He is extremely resistant to such things, or he is unwilling to touch it.

As for those large warehouses, they are naturally used to store finished products.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Minghan discovered another kind of warehouse, which was smaller in size and had a special warehouse with countless iron cabinets.

"Planned use: storage, methamphetamine and other high-purity drugs."

Well, this time all live together, the two **** businesses are all in place, and there is a yellow bet.

Oh, Huang will also have it. The fallen street will take up this glorious task after it is completed. It is also an overseas branch of the chain chain industry, from massage shops to nightclubs to bars to hotels and services.

Looking at Hu Minghan who wanted to give an explanation, Hu Feng smiled and let her sit down.

"Ah, don't be excited first. You don't have to worry about these things. You are still the person in charge of my formal technology company. You are only responsible for managing my regular business."

"I still don't know what your formal company is going to sell, but I know your informal things. How do you hold me accountable and how to manage?"

"Isn't it finished yet? You'll know when it's finished. I've prepared a big office for you, hehehe ..."

Hu Minghan sighed slightly without answering.

"Hu Feng, your business is now bigger, and you are not short of money. I have always been very optimistic about you as far as you go today. Although there are too many gray businesses in bar and hotel nightclubs, at least they can Accept, what you want to do now, I am a bit worried. "

"Relax, my President Hu, I was able to get started at that time, with the help of you and Ming Jing, so I do n’t want to hide from you with these things. Since I can do it, I already have a comprehensive method of operation, more Moreover, this does not involve domestic business, the two sides are completely separated, so you can rest assured. "

Hu Minghan glared at him, "I'm worried about Ming Jing. When you are caught and shot, Ming Jing must be sad and dead."

The question about Hu Feng was quickly stopped, because Hu Minghan had another more concerned issue.

"You brought my dad in too? You ... you madman! My dad is also a madman! You guys are full of food, and good business doesn't do it, you have to think about it!"

When he heard that his dad had joined, Hu Minghan was going crazy.

Uncle Hong Kong ’s group of wealthy Hong Kong businessmen have joined in, and they have n’t paid much attention to it. After all, the group of Hong Kong men ’s buttocks are not clean, and they have always had this business.

But his own dad? ? ? Although he regarded the business as extremely important and focused on his own business and company, he was still a business man with a lot of money. He had never touched any gray or black things.

Now it's okay, all in one step, all at once.

After Hu Minghan dialed her dad's phone for a while and questioned, Hu Feng said to go with her, let the beloved Uncle Hu bear all this. . . As long as this elder sister doesn't come to nag herself.

Just as Hu Feng engaged in his own industry, some changes have taken place in the end of the ruins.

Unknown location, in an underground cave.

It seems to be a run-down subway station that can no longer be run down. Almost no artificial traces can be seen. Only piles of rubble are scattered around.

A round, thick refuge gate appeared like a ghost on the rock wall, and the number 0 in the center of the gate was particularly dazzling.

A harsh alarm sounded, and four white steams sprayed from the door of Refuge No. 0, which began to move slowly and open.

With the opening of the gate, the tip of the iceberg was also exposed inside Refuge 0.

If Hu Feng is here, he will be greatly disappointed, because it is just a bland refuge front door hall, nothing special.

A roar came, and a strange creature slowly floated out of the opened refuge door.

It was a floating steel chair. There were many catheters and wires on the chair. Various instruments were installed at the end of each wire, from the syringe to the computer access port.

At the moment these ducts and wires are waving like life.

Sitting on the chair is a human body, he has no head, to be precise, he has no human head.

There was obviously a smooth cut on the neck. It seemed that the original head was quickly cut off, and then I didn't know where it was thrown.

Installed on it at the moment is a bowl-shaped steel container covered with a transparent cover, which seems to be made of unknown glass material.

The container was filled with a light green liquid, a brain was infiltrated in the liquid, and countless lines were inserted into the brain.

The head surface of the head container is also connected with many cables and pipelines, directly connected to this floating seat, and connected with it as one.

On the ground, more than a dozen humans came out one after another. They also did not have a normal head, and there was a steel container and brain soaked in it.

"Go on ... Agent 0."

The gate of the shelter began to close slowly, and a whisper came.

A bit of an unpleasant harsh sound rang from the metal head container of the creature riding the suspended seat, and a row of red lights flashed at the position of the bowl.

Outside the ruin subway station, there is a cold wasteland, the endless iron gray hard land, like a plain filled with death and silence.

This is the permafrost in the north ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The hurricane mixed with plague and death from the Siberian region turned this land into a white land.

Only a few relatively strong ruins are still standing on this bitter wasteland. It used to be a big city, and now there is only a small piece of ruined rubble.

Creatures that can survive in this environment are either mutated or extremely resilient, relying on ruins like that oasis.

In this northern wasteland, the ruins are oasis, and outside the ruins is the desert of death.

The men and women of Refuge No. 0 came to the ground and immediately began to build an unknown and unknown instrument, like a dark-steel steel minaret, with deep grooves carved on the tower.

There was another extremely heavy and low "buzzing" sound, which sounded very harsh and repressive sound echoing far away into the waste soil, which did not disperse for a long time.

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