roccoschili Chapter 167: Trick you into working?
Chapter 167: Trick you into working?
In the corridor on the second floor, Wang Mingyang and Su Yu walked down together.
Also wearing bright silver armor, he looked very mighty.
Su Yu's female armor is slimmer and the overall lines are more graceful.
Mu Ningxue's eyes lit up when she saw it, "Xiao Yu'er, you look good!"
"Well, Brother Mingyang made it. It fits well and doesn't hinder movement." Su Yu nodded with a smile and moved his arms.
"No, Wang Mingyang, I want one too!" Mu Ningxue looked envious and turned to look at Wang Mingyang.
"A little later, we have to leave first." Wang Mingyang nodded and refused, but it was already past one in the afternoon, so it was really time to leave.
"Okay, I'll wait for you that night..."
Mu Ningxue nodded, then felt that something was wrong with what she said, and a blush appeared on her face.
Wang Mingyang didn't take it seriously and greeted Li Yuchan, and the three of them quickly walked out.
The metal dome had been opened in the morning and the plane was still parked in the courtyard.
The three people quickly jumped on the plane, Li Yuchan activated his mental power, and the plane quickly floated towards the sky.
The tail flame erupted, and the plane flew directly to the west with a roar.
In the villa area, Mo Bei didn't even come back for lunch. He was sitting in the courtyard of a villa, which was crowded with people.
"Let me tell you, I have made the conditions very clear. Our boss said that we can provide food, but you must work in exchange for it."
Mo Bei took a sip of mineral water, crossed his legs and said leisurely.
"Mo Bei, we have managed to survive without looking up. How can you bear to let your uncles do hard labor?" said a middle-aged man in a suit and leather boots, with an unsightly expression on his face.
An aunt who was gorgeously dressed but with disheveled hair shouted, "That's right, Mo Bei, our neighbors have watched you grow up for so many years..."
"That's right, there are basically no zombies in the villa area. It is estimated that the government will come to the rescue in a while."
"That's right, Mo Bei, let's talk to your boss. If we can sell the food, we can do it. How can we transfer money to him directly when there is an Internet connection?"
"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter if it's more expensive, as long as it's sure to sell, it's just a matter of paying some money!"
Dozens of people from nearby villas gathered around here, all talking to each other.
"Hmph, I think you have forgotten who killed these zombies!"
Mo Bei slapped the mineral water bottle in his hand on the table and looked at the group of people with cold eyes.
"The zombies wandering outside were cleaned up by our boss."
"It's me again this morning, helping you clean up the zombies in your home one by one."
"Without us, you...you...and you, you can't even get out of the door, so why would you have the nerve to stand and talk to me!"
Mo Bei stood up and pointed at more than a dozen people with his fingers. His cold words made these people shrink back into the crowd and did not dare to speak anymore.
"Maybe you don't think the zombies outside are scary."
"Maybe you thought the army would come to the rescue soon."
"I'm not afraid to tell you that yesterday afternoon, the army just launched a rescue operation from Beicheng District..."
Mo Bei's words made the crowd commotion for a moment, whispering among themselves.
"Let me tell you, the army will definitely come to the rescue!"
"Is what Mo Bei said true? Would he be so kind as to tell us outside information?"
"It is expected that the army will start from Beicheng District, but it may not be easy to reach our side."
"Now that Jun Yang has started the rescue, there is no need for us to agree to his conditions!"
“That’s right, we’ve never done any hard work before, so only migrant workers would do this!”
Mo Bei looked at this group of people with sarcasm. In peacetime, they were all a group of people. The man who spoke first had opened many disco clubs in Spring City and made a lot of money.
The aunt with disheveled hair has a son who runs a jewelry company and is worth more than a billion.
There are also hot pot chain stores, brand clothing chain stores, whole house customized interior decoration companies, mobile phone chain store stores, tea leaf sellers, and so on.
He is worth less than [-] million, but has at least tens of millions in assets.
But now, you still want to throw money at someone?
A pile of waste paper wants to trade with us for food. It's simply fantastic.
Mo Bei sneered at this, and when everyone's hopes were almost brewing, Mo Bei slowly sat down again.
"The army has launched a rescue operation, but I advise you not to give up hope."
"In the operation yesterday afternoon, the army lost nearly a thousand soldiers and has retreated to the military area."
"Not only that, they only advanced two kilometers on Fengsheng Road from the expressway."
"If it weren't for the help of our boss, I'm afraid they might not be able to retreat safely."
Mo Bei smiled coldly and explained the situation unhurriedly.
The survivors around him suddenly opened their mouths in disbelief.
"Liar, you must be a liar!"
"With so much firepower, can the army still not be able to defeat these zombies? I don't believe it!"
"That's right, it's a joke to say that your boss is helping. There are so many people in the army and we still need your help!"
"Mo Bei, you are so good at making up stories, how is this possible!"
Everyone was silent for a while, and then began to ridicule under the questioning of several leaders.
But there were also a few people who frowned and said nothing.
Not everyone is a fool. What is the benefit of Mo Bei lying to them? He just wants to make them work.
For this reason, Mo Bei worked tirelessly early in the morning to help each family clean up the zombies.
And Mo Bei's powerful combat power and mysterious abilities also opened the eyes of these people.
"Mo Bei, are everything you said true?"
A man who looked a little rough walked forward, and Mo Bei recognized him. He was the boss of a self-made tea chain brand in Yunnan Province. In just a few years, his company's market value exceeded one billion.
The self-created brand has even entered Huacheng, Magic City, Pengcheng and Kyoto. Mo Bei also likes to drink, so he is relatively familiar with this boss.
"Mr. Qi Sen, what's the point of lying to you? Just to make you work and give you food? Impossible!"
Mo Bei spread his hands and replied speechlessly.
Qi Sen nodded and retreated silently, thinking about every word Mo Bei said.
"Okay, I've left my words here. If you are willing to do something, please wait outside the gate of the mansion on the mountain tomorrow morning."
"If you don't want to, I won't force you. You can try it yourself and go out to find food."
"You all think about it carefully, I have to go to the next garden..."
Mo Bei stood up directly, put down a few words, ignored these people again, and walked straight out.
Looking at Mo Beiyuan's retreating figure, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Qi Sen also turned around and left, followed by four people.
"Brother Qi, what are your plans?"
A hip-hop young man in his 20s came over and asked with a smile.
Several other people also looked at him curiously. During this period, these people formed a small group with Qi Sen and killed many zombies, so they were more convinced of him.
"I believe what Mo Bei said."
"So, I decided to go take a look early tomorrow morning."
Qi Sen's eyes flickered and he looked back at the mountainside. Among the lush trees, a metal dome could still be vaguely seen.
Being able to help the army retreat, this group of people is too strong.
Even Mobei became so strong in just one day.
Qi Sen suddenly felt a passion in his heart. The changes in the world caused him to lose all his wealth.
However, it also opened another door for him to fight for.