Cultivating Immortality in the Winter Wasteland

Chen Wang put the AA12 and the equipped bullets in the bag, carried it and walked downstairs.

Thump thump thump,

Gao Yanan came to the second floor with him.

It's brightly lit here,

A man with bulging muscles and a burly figure, a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure and cool clothes, exuding a strong hormonal aura,

Alcohol, lights, and firearms give it a strong winter style.

After Chen Wang walked down the stairs, many people looked at Chen Wang in unison.

Nowadays, Chen Wang is somewhat famous in the shelter.

Although the official did not publicize his deeds, many things were heard.

Especially last time in the bar, he knocked down four third-level soldiers with lightning speed.

Today, Chen Wang has been listed as one of the people who must not be provoked.

Chen Wang had become accustomed to these gazes and walked down with his money bag on his back with a calm expression.

Suddenly, he stopped suddenly, raised his eyebrows and looked aside,

He felt a faint murderous aura just now. Although it passed away in a flash, he was a third-level mind master with strong mental power and could capture this aura very keenly.

He turned his head and glanced in that direction. There were men and women, their arms and legs were intertwined, and the atmosphere was warm.

The more conspicuous ones are a man and a woman.

The man is wearing a white suit and gold glasses. He doesn't look like a winter warrior, but like a successful person.

The woman is tall and has a cold temperament. She has a pair of pink and phoenix eyes, slightly raised, and she seems to be extremely untouchable.

Chen Wang glanced lightly and found nothing, so he looked away.

Gao Yanan asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Chen Wang shook his head: "Nothing."

In the dead of winter, it is not unusual for someone to show murderous intent.

If you speak any louder, someone will want to beat you. After all, this is a chaotic and brutal world.

Chen Wang left this rough steel building,

Although he was attacked after leaving here last time, Chen Wang did not keep a low profile.

As before, you can still come and go very casually.

………………

second floor,

The woman with a cold temperament and phoenix eyes glanced at the man in suit across from her.

"Why do you have to choose this?"

The man in the suit smiled and said, "I like the atmosphere here. It makes me feel like a gentle person."

The woman with red and phoenix eyes: "..."

After a moment, he sighed lightly,

The man in the suit seemed to mean something, and suddenly said: "How?"

The woman with pink and phoenix eyes took a sip of red wine and said nothing. She looked extremely cool.

In fact, she was also a little surprised.

"This perception... is too keen."

After chatting for a while, the two left one after another.

The man in the suit is tall and handsome. There are many beautiful women making secret glances at him in the bar on the second floor.

It's just that the aura of the woman with red and phoenix eyes opposite was too strong, so no one came forward for a while.

After the man in the suit came downstairs, he separated from the woman with red phoenix eyes. He held a large cigar in his mouth and walked casually on the street.

Finally, he slowly walked to a rough-style building.

This building is mottled, and the windows in many places are rusty, but there are still people living here, and the old security doors are covered with stains.

The man in a suit who seemed to have a mysophobia walked up as if nothing had happened.

This building is an old-fashioned building, Dalian brand, like a tube building.

The man in the suit pinched off his cigar and walked to the eighth floor as if nothing had happened.

The corridor was dark, deep and peaceful,

He came to a house door. The iron plate on the door read 301. It was now rusty.

Dong dong dong,

The man in a suit knocked on the door gently, and with a harsh sound, the door was opened.

Behind the door is a face with sharp edges and corners, a little childish.

The man in the suit smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, it's just me."

The door was slowly opened and he was allowed to walk in.

There was a middle-aged man with a pale face in the room, and there were six other young men, strong and tall, with cold eyebrows, holding submachine guns and assault rifles.

There was an unspeakable pungent smell of medicine and blood in the room, and there was blood-stained gauze on the floor.

The man in a suit walked in generously, pulled out a stool and sat down, smiling: "Hu Jin, it seems you are seriously injured."

The pale middle-aged man's lower abdomen was wrapped with a large piece of gauze, but even so, blood was still seeping out.

The corner of his mouth grinned: "Stop talking nonsense, where are the things?"

The man in a suit smiled lightly and said, "Shang Shanda's people are also looking for her, but they don't seem to have found her."

The middle-aged man named Hu Jin said coldly: "What about the information?"

The man in the suit slowly lit a cigar, took a puff, and then took out a stack of drawings from his arms and placed it on the table. He said calmly: "I spent a lot of effort to get the drawings of the institute."

The middle-aged man took the drawing and saw that the drawing was extremely detailed.

In addition to Morningstar Research Institute, the three major powers also have their own research institutes, and they are also committed to cultivating their own scientific research capabilities.

The design drawings of the institute have always been a top priority, even higher than the confidentiality level of the Sheriff's Department office building.

The middle-aged man looked carefully and winked at a young man next to him.

The young man immediately brought a bag over. After unzipping it, the bag was filled with money.

"The money is all here."

The man in a suit took the bag and checked it twice carefully. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he smiled and said, "Old Hu, you are really quick in doing things."

The middle-aged man's tone was a little cold, and he said calmly: "The transaction is over, I won't leave you alone."

The man in the suit smiled: "Hey, hey, this is too raw. I finally came here, at least we can chat for a while."

The middle-aged man coughed lightly, touched the wound on his abdomen, and said in a deep voice: "Qiongqi Mining has been making a lot of moves recently. You have to think clearly. If you stay here, you may be regarded as our accomplice."

The man in the suit shrugged: "It makes sense."

"You are God's apostles, and you should devote yourself to God. I am just a businessman, and there is no need to risk my life here."

The middle-aged man looked calm: "I won't send it away."

The man in the suit held the bag in his hand and blinked, then suddenly turned around and said: "Lao Hu, I saw that Chen Wang today. Do you want his information? I can give you a discount on the price. Anyway, you keep the money. It’s not much use, there are almost no people left.”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several young people in the room suddenly turned gloomy, with murderous intent in their eyes.

The middle-aged man grinned and showed an extremely ugly smile, then raised his hand to stop these young people.

"Chen Wang?"

"You think I didn't die quickly enough? Gao Shengkuna's team was wiped out by him alone."

"I'm here to do something, not to die."

The man in the suit shrugged: "Well, I originally thought it was valuable information, but now it seems that it can't be sold for money."