Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 89 Revenge Begins

"That's the baggage of five trucks. Even with twenty workers, it will take half a day to get in touch with those people who launched a massive search tonight. Tell me, how did she transport those goods so quickly?"

The old man's eyes flashed.

"Is her ability more than speed and silver needle?"

The man smiled.

"There are many kinds of supernatural powers, and speed and strength are just the most basic abilities."

The old man's furrowed face couldn't help showing yearning.

"It would be great if our family could have such an ability."

The man lowered his eyes when he heard this, and said in a deep voice.

"It's coming soon. As long as we work hard for those people, complete the tasks they assigned, and keep their things safe, maybe we will have a chance to obtain their medicines."

Then the line of sight came to the one hundred and eighth floor.

First, a killer was dispatched to sneak attack her.

Unseen forces ripple through the void like ripples.

Mo Yu smiled lightly, and the beautiful lips under the mask curled up, like poppies, quenching the fatal temptation.

Mo Yu opened the car door, and the swirling wind blew the black hair on her forehead with the smell of rust, revealing her delicate and beautiful chin.

Quietly looking at the building below.

Immediately after the transaction was completed, she turned around and sold her information to the Divine Favor Society.

It was brightly lit and filled with people.

"It's still a good time for you young people. If you become that kind of supernatural life in the future. Uncle, I don't ask for anything else, I just hope that you can extend my life for me."

"Even if you have that kind of potion, I'm afraid it won't be the turn of us old bones,"

A dim light flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

Outside the Guzman Tower, just above their heads.

Just when the uncles and nephews of the Guzman family were having their own ghosts.

Create a space.

"It's a miracle drug that can transform people."

His eyes swept over the one hundred and zeroth floor, where the windows were closed and it was dark and empty.

Quietly passing the top of the building.

She stood up from the flying car, and Pingting's figure swayed in the night wind.

Guzman family.

Saw them talking.

at the same time.

The fluctuations envelop the entire flying car like a transparent glass mask.

Lights were on on many floors of the building at this time.

She changed into a blue chiffon top, with a delicate and lovely knot at the waist, and layers of buds adorning the waistband.

There are only two people, the opportunity is perfect.

It was so late, and these people seemed to be busy.

"Really," the old man's eyes lit up involuntarily, and then dimmed again.

I don't believe a word of what he said.

The man sneered.

A flying car flew silently from the night.

The voice seemed depressed.

Through the glass window, they can be seen coming in and out, with serious and nervous expressions, constantly answering the phone.

Mo Yu glanced at it and ignored it.

The lights inside are bright, and the honorary committee members of the Guzman family and their leaders who met during the day are all inside.

As he spoke, he looked at the man enviously.

The huge noise of the propeller is isolated.

In the dimly lit bustling.

At this time, a yellow talisman was pasted on the front of the car, emitting invisible fluctuations.

Then a series of events followed.

Since all her encounters in the country of Mexico started here.

Then she starts with them.

　Ask for a monthly pass, recommend a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)