After clearing the game, I became the villain BOSS

More than an hour later, Qiling and Ariwule came back.

I saw Ariwule carrying various shopping bags in his hands, several women's bags hanging around his neck, a large bag of uneaten snacks under his elbow, and carrying an oversized bag won by a shopping mall lottery behind his back. Stupid bear doll.

He unloaded the things on the table and went directly to the sofa. He pulled off his tie and fanned himself. His eyes were hollow and he said: "Boss, please don't let me do this job next time. Shopping with a woman is better than special training for internal guards." tired."

Qi Ling stuck out her tongue and smiled like a bad cat.

Su Mo and Zhao Yiming were sitting on the sofa drinking tea. The relationship between the two seemed to be much more familiar than at the beginning. They were talking and laughing about some anecdotes of recent days. Seeing Ariwu Le looking so tired, they both Laughed.

Qi Ling sat on Su Mo's sofa, lay on his lap, and asked lazily: "Have we finished talking? How was it?"

Su Mo nodded with satisfaction: "We had a great conversation. Mr. Zhao's magnanimity and broadmindedness really make this junior admire him."

Qi Ling took a strand of hair and played with it on her fingertips, then asked casually: "What's next? What should we do?"

Zhao Yiming shook the tea cup, stared at the clear liquid in the cup, and smiled: "Next, let's watch a show with me."

"Ariwule, go give the order to the "Wildfire Internal Guards" and it's time for the Fools' Society to disappear from this world. "

The afternoon is always so lazy, the sun is shining warmly, making people want to take a nap.

Working at the High-tech Park Public Security Bureau is a nice job.

There are not as many border people living here as in the Rusty Wall District, and there are very few vicious security cases.

It's not like the Hubin business district where the second generation of wealthy officials and wealthy people run around everywhere. If you don't pay attention while on duty, you will offend someone you can't afford to offend.

There are many white-collar workers in high-tech parks who are greedy for money. They usually earn seemingly high wages, but in fact they are powerless. They will just swallow their anger when faced with any fine.

If you have nothing to do, you can make a fortune from these "golden pigs" and use it to enrich your own treasury, and your life will not be too happy.

This is something Director Al acquiesces to, and because of this, the sheriffs all love this great branch director very much. He is much better than the internally harsh chief of the general bureau.

At the front desk of the Public Security Bureau of the High-tech Park, two police officers on duty were bored and scrolling through their mobile phones. From time to time, they shared the short videos of beauties they saw with each other, and they made vulgar and pornographic remarks together.

At this time, a tall figure walked in outside the door.

This was a bearded man, wearing a black windbreaker, holding a rough heavy shotgun in his hand, and walked into the station as if no one was watching.

This behavior was so outrageous that the police officers on duty were stunned for a full second before they could react.

The young police officer quickly pulled out his gun and warned sternly: "What are you doing? Put the gun away."

Before he could finish his words, the elderly police officer suddenly rushed over and pushed him down.

The elderly sheriff held his hand tightly, not even daring to raise his head, and yelled in a low voice with cold sweat on his face: "Are you blind?! Didn't you see that was the wildfire person?!"

The young sheriff looked subconsciously and discovered that the man was wearing a flame-shaped armband on the side of his arm.

As we all know, the Hefei Company has four elite troops.

The "Razor Rapid Reaction Force" has the largest number of people and is the most commonly used in daily tasks, but it is also the lowest status.

Leaders with some authority can wield a razor. They have endless dirty work to do every day. They are the "cow horses" among the elite, and they are in the fourth class.

The "Wildfire Internal Guard" is different. They are part of the special service establishment and have a very small number of people. They are exclusively used by the number one and number two figures in the branches of major cities.

The threshold for joining Razor is that the blood code reaches "upgrade to low level", and its main focus is "cheap and large in quantity".

If you want to join Wildfire, apart from the tedious assessment and background checks, your strength must at least reach the "low-level beyond limit". Everyone is beyond the Alpha Team of Counter-Violence Class Four.

Moreover, unlike Razor, who has a high-profile image that appears all over the world, Wildfire is usually very low-key and rarely shows up.

But once Wildfire is dispatched, it is not just a simple military operation. There must be some kind of signal sent by a big shot to the outside world behind it, and drastic changes can only happen overnight.

In front of such a mysterious character, the two police officers were so frightened that they did not dare to express their anger. They could only watch the bearded man walking into the police station.

The bearded man carried a heavy shotgun and walked through the corridor to the administrative office area.

Some of the police officers here were playing with their mobile phones at their workstations, and some were drinking tea and chatting. The appearance of the uninvited guests made them all stunned, and there was silence.

The bearded man looked at the nearest female sheriff, took out a photo of Al from his arms, and showed it to her.

The female sheriff's lips trembled like a frightened deer, and she said in a trembling voice: "The director. The director is having a meeting over there in the No. 2 conference room."

"Click." The bearded man loaded the heavy shotgun and slowly walked towards the No. 2 conference room.

Wherever they passed, the police officers moved out of the way under the invisible aura. They were all covered in cold sweat. Not to mention stepping forward to stop him, they didn't even have the courage to ask more questions.

The bearded man opened the door to Conference Room No. 2 and strode in.

More than a dozen important officials from the Hubin Business District Public Security Bureau gathered here to discuss a major case.

Director Al was sitting in the main seat. He was stunned when he saw the visitor: "You are."

The bearded man aimed at Al and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Al's head was shattered by a large lead bullet, and blood spattered on the wall behind him in a radial pattern, like a scarlet flower blooming.

"Ah!!!" In an instant, there were screams in the conference room, and the other dignitaries scrambled to hide under the table, huddled there at a loss.

The bearded man left the conference room, looked at a police officer with a frightened face, and said calmly: "What are you looking at? Collect the body."

After speaking, he took the heavy shotgun and left through the main entrance of the Public Security Bureau.

Anmi New District Tunnel, the special car of Sha Ya, chairman of the "Huahuo Foundation", drives here.

Sha Ya was sitting in the back seat, talking on the phone with a solemn expression: "Fight to the end? Are you kidding me? Have you watched the news? Zhao Yiming has already gone to the Edge Building!"

"How do I know where Su Mo got the ability to hire such a big shot! All I know is that Zhao Yiming has not come out since he entered the Edge Building for two hours!"

"Two hours! The only time I talked to Zhao Yiming, he only gave me three minutes! This time he gave Su Mo two hours. Do you know what this means?!"

"Stop talking nonsense to me, I don't want to be buried with you! I will go to the Edge Building now and explain the situation clearly to Su Mo and Zhao Yiming. Those things are all caused by Mammen and have nothing to do with me!"

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and leaned against the car window, holding her forehead, her face full of anxiety.

She looked at the tunnel lights flashing outside the window, clicked her tongue and said, "Drive faster."

The driver said cautiously: "The speed limit in the tunnel is 80, which is already the fastest."

Sha Ya was so angry that she yelled: "Are you a pig?! If you are told to be 80, you will be 80?! The camera can take pictures if you like. It's not like you can't pay the fine!"

The driver was so scolded that he didn't dare to speak, so he could only step on the accelerator to the bottom and speed through the tunnel.

After driving around a corner, a figure suddenly appeared in front.

Who would have thought that there would be pedestrians in the tunnel, and the car was traveling so fast that the driver had no time to step on the accelerator, and the car crashed into it at full speed.

"Boom!!!"

The figure was knocked into the air and rolled wildly in the air, like a kite with a broken string, and finally hit the ground heavily.

The car also skidded out of control during the sudden braking, leaving long black marks on the ground, and hit the tunnel wall with a "dong" sound.

"Ahem. Ahem."

The smoke from the engine failure was rising in the car, causing the two of them to cough.

The driver's face was full of panic and he muttered in a trembling voice: "It's not my fault. You made me drive so fast and the dash cam recorded it!"

Just when the driver was eager to throw the blame away, a bloody hand pressed on the driver's window.

I saw a young man with yellow hair standing outside the car. He was wearing very exaggerated hip-hop style clothes, his face and body were covered with blood, and he was grinning at them: "Brother, how did you drive the car? Why did you reincarnate so quickly?"

The driver was immediately overjoyed: "You, you're not dead? That's great!"

Sha Ya was so shaken that she felt dizzy. She took out a pen and a check from her bag, casually wrote one and handed it over: "I have something urgent to do. Please keep this private. I will compensate you one million."

The yellow-haired young man looked extremely happy and took the check with both hands: "Oh! Thank you, thank you. Rich Shaya is really rich!"

Sha Ya was stunned when she heard the sound and looked at the yellow-haired young man blankly: "Do you know my name?"

The yellow-haired young man said nothing, rubbed his nose, and still looked at her with that hippie smile.

Sha Ya fixed her gaze and saw the flame-shaped badge on the side of the opponent's arm.

"Are you from Wildfire?" Sha Ya's eyes were full of panic, and her voice was so frightened that she cried out, "Misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding! Please explain to Mr. Zhao, those things are all It was Mammon who did it, it has nothing to do with me!”

The yellow-haired young man raised his fingers at the driver: "Brother, come out."

The driver quickly got out of the car.

Sha Ya also wanted to get out of the car, but the yellow-haired young man smiled and put his hand against the car door, preventing her from opening the door.

The car door on the other side was blocked by the wall, and she was trapped inside.

She slapped the car door and cried in horror: "Don't! Don't do this! I'll give you the money, and I'll donate all the money to the Hefei Company, okay? Give me a way to survive!"

"Ahem." The yellow-haired young man cleared his throat.

Immediately afterwards, burning spots appeared on his body, and a burning light gathered in his throat and shone.

"Hoo--" Blazing dragon flames spurted out from his mouth and poured into the carriage in an instant, drowning Sha Ya.

"Ah! Ah!!!" Shaya screamed in the fire, turning into a burning person. She tried to climb out of the car window, but her head was held down by the yellow-haired young man's hands.

Soon, her body became charred black, and her screams and body struggles became smaller and smaller. Her whole body was burned into charcoal, and she fell into the fire without moving.

The yellow-haired young man rubbed his nose, and when he walked past the sluggish driver, he threw the one million check in his hand to him.

"Brother, always obey the traffic rules when driving and don't speed next time."

Just as the driver stared blankly at the check in his hand, there was a sudden "boom" behind him.

The car's fuel tank exploded, turning into a ball of bright fireworks.

Civic Center, Danhua Commercial Bank Headquarters Building.

On the top-level floating vehicle landing platform, a floating vehicle is ready.

Huang Wenlong, chairman of Danhua Bank, hurriedly ran from the entrance, his expensive suit becoming messy as he was being pulled, and several subordinates were following him.

Huang Wenlong stuffed the two boxes filled with emergency cash into the car and sat in the driver's seat. He kept patting the car seat anxiously: "Quick, quick, quick! Put the cash boxes in, the wildfire people are coming!"

Huang Wenlong was lucky to be ranked low on the wildfire cleanup list. At this time, he had already learned that his fellow members of the Society of Fools were being hunted down one by one.

And facts have proven that you can save money on everything, except money on security.

If you ask someone with a monthly salary of three to five thousand to come and visit you, don't expect them to be of any use if something goes wrong.

Spend a lot of money to feed the people in the security department well. Even if they don't dare to go up and fight when they encounter a strong enemy, they will at least find ways to notify you so that you can be prepared.

No, as soon as the wildfire people entered the building, the security guards risked their lives to report the news.

His men put all the cash boxes into the back seat, and Huang Wenlong controlled the aerial vehicle to enter take-off mode.

The feeling of overweight surged throughout his body, his gaze continued to rise, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

However, at this moment, he saw a figure walking out of the passage, and his heart suddenly became anxious again.

It was a tall woman wearing a tight black leather jacket, sunglasses, long wavy blond hair hanging down her shoulders, and eye-catching flaming red lips, as hot as fire.

A flame-shaped badge was worn on the side of her arm, and the fiery red lips set off each other's beauty.

Huang Wenlong depressed the engine and drove the floating car higher and higher, and soon escaped to a hundred meters away.

The woman in leather clothes stood on the edge of the rooftop, pulled down her sunglasses slightly, looked at the floating car in the distance and said, "Ah, it's too late. It's a pity that a good car has been lost."

As soon as she finished speaking, the blood surged in her body at high speed. The scarlet liquid continuously broke out from the blood vessels under the skin, gathered at the fingertips and compressed continuously, forming a group of extremely high-density blood crystal aggregates.

She moved gracefully, like a gorgeous swordsman, thrusting her hand forward.

The mass of blood crystal aggregate extended explosively in the shape of a sharp sword, several meters, tens of meters, hundreds of meters, instantly tearing apart the distance between it and the floating vehicle.

"Pfft!" The sharp sword made of blood crystal reached a hundred meters away, penetrated the cockpit, and penetrated Huang Wenlong who was sitting inside.

The engine of the aerial vehicle gradually came to a standstill and lost power. It was held motionless in the air by the blood crystal sword. Only the cockpit could see the blood continuously spurting from the human body.

The world's top 100 entrepreneurs died high in the sky.

The woman in leather clothes moved her fingers, and the blood crystal sword began to shrink. The blood crystal aggregate turned into blood again and returned to the body. The wound closed and recovered as before.

The floating car in the sky fell in free fall, hitting the ground with a "bang" and exploding with blazing sparks. The expensive body of the car was turned into scrap metal under the impact, and various metal fragments were scattered everywhere, attracting screams from nearby pedestrians. Called Lianlian.

The woman in leather clothes adjusted her sunglasses again, took out her mobile phone and called to report: "Mr. Zhao, the garbage cleaning work is completed." (End of Chapter)