Chapter 266

Lin Wansheng breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

“That’s good, but are you sure the customers at the auction will be willing to buy insect repellent spray?

These people usually travel by car and live in clean, tidy mansions.

Compared to these people, ordinary survivors should need insect repellent spray more, right?”

Lin Qianhuan raised her hand and stroked her chin, “No, no, no, rich people are more afraid of death.

As long as they see those survivors with festering, pus-filled bodies, they will definitely spend the money.”

After saying that, she turned to look at Lin Wansheng, “Second brother, I’m going to the political center, you and Wu Lin should go home first.

Be careful on the road.”

Knowing that she was busy recently, Lin Wansheng didn’t ask any more questions and left the entertainment city.

Lin Qianhuan took out her squeaky, old bicycle and patted the rusty back seat.

“Want to get on?”

Jiang Xing frowned slightly, “Can you give me a cushion?

This seat looks very hard, it shouldn’t be too comfortable to sit on.”

Lin Qianhuan blinked and took out a cushion from the space and placed it on the back seat.

“OK, sit down.”

Wearing sun hats, the two successfully arrived outside the political affairs hall on their bicycles.

The security guard at the door glanced at them, but didn’t say anything.

Lin Qianhuan wasn’t surprised, thinking that Kong Menghuai must have instructed them, which is why they were spared the security check process.

Taking the elevator to the top floor, she raised her hand to open the door, but heard an angry roar from inside.

“Qu Sheng! You’re going too far!

It’s already incredibly difficult for ordinary vendors to make a living, and you still want to increase their stall rental fees.

One day’s rent can even equal their five days’ profit, are you trying to drive these people to a dead end!

How do you expect these people to live?”

Kong Menghuai’s voice sounded somewhat hoarse and old, but with extreme anger.

The room was silent for a moment before a middle-aged man’s nonchalant voice came, forming a stark contrast to Kong Menghuai’s anger.

“Base Chief, calm down, you’re already so old, what if you get so angry that you end up in the hospital?”

He chuckled lightly, “Everyone has their own way of living. These vendors need to live, and the survivors at the bottom also need to live.

What, can’t they only rely on selling things to survive?

Don’t worry about these trivial matters, you should be enjoying your retirement, why get so angry, tsk tsk tsk.”

Kong Menghuai only felt his blood rushing up, his hand raised in mid-air trembling non-stop, the scene in front of him began to blur gradually.

He slumped back into his office chair, gasping for breath, on the verge of fainting.

But Qu Sheng, who was sitting at the desk, had no intention of calling for help, still lazily sitting in his seat.

“Base operations need crystal cores, relief grain needs crystal cores, and assigning tasks also needs crystal cores.

Tell me, where am I supposed to get this money?

Raising the rent is for the better development of the Kyoto base, you are so short-sighted, it’s truly pathetic.”

His voice faded, but there was no response in the room for a long time.

Lin Qianhuan sensed something was wrong and directly pushed the door open and walked in.

She immediately saw Kong Menghuai’s face was flushed purple, barely breathing.

She rushed forward, took a cup of Spirit Spring water from the space and poured it into Kong Menghuai’s mouth, and also stuffed him with a Live and Kicking Pill.

The person in the office chair gradually returned to normal breathing, the purple face gradually recovered, but with a morbid paleness.

Qu Sheng’s eyes were sharp, just wanting to see who had ruined his good deed, he glanced over and saw that face etched into his soul.

“Lin Qianhuan!”

He slammed the table and stood up, because he used too much force, the veins on his neck bulged, and there were several red blood streaks in his eyes.

The person whose name was called looked up at him, fearlessly meeting his gaze.

“It’s me, what’s wrong?”

Qu Sheng’s palm conjured a wooden thorn, and he rushed towards Lin Qianhuan without hesitation.

“What’s wrong? You actually dare ask me what’s wrong?

You killed my daughter, you should pay for her life!”

He was wearing a clean and crisp suit, his leather shoes spotless, like a pre-apocalyptic company boss, a successful person.

But at first glance, the ferocious face was disgusting, and the dense red blood streaks in his eyes made his expression even more terrifying.

Jiang Xing stood in front of Lin Qianhuan, his fingertips moved slightly, and a cage made of lightning trapped him tightly inside.

The tip of the wooden thorn accidentally touched the cage, and instantly turned into charcoal.

Along with him, his entire body also lost strength and fell limply to the ground.

Jiang Xing saw this and withdrew his power, not saying a word, but silently retreated behind Lin Qianhuan.

“Killing someone requires paying for their life?

So you know this principle.”

Lin Qianhuan chuckled, walked to Qu Sheng and squatted down.

“Your daughter wanted to put me to death, so naturally she has to pay with her own life.

If she hadn’t cut the rope around my waist, I probably wouldn’t have killed her.

So, she was just courting death, I was just taking revenge.

Otherwise, the person who died would have been me.”

Kindness to the enemy will eventually turn into a sharp knife stabbing yourself.

Qu Sheng fell to the ground, his body numb and stiff, but he still vaguely opened his mouth, “You bitch, ant.

Born to be trampled underfoot, you deserve to die.”

Lin Qianhuan chuckled, her laughter full of ridicule.

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