Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies-Chapter 152 - "The Golden Cage?

Chapter 152: Chapter 152 “The Golden Cage?

In Jiang Yan’s view, Ma Longbiao and that Scarred Man were ruthless enough.

But compared to Zhao Nianzu and Xue Dazheng, they were just insignificant scum that couldn’t make it to the big scene.

As for that Elder Mo, he sounded like someone from the upper echelons of the officials.

And he spoke in a very measured tone, exuding quite a bit of momentum and authority.

Jiang Yan’s nerves had subconsciously tensed up.

Just to be safe, she couldn’t crawl forward anymore. She simply released the Cannibal Flower she was holding in her palm, “Hua Bao, go have a look.”

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“Cack cack cack!” Okay, mommy!

Hua Bao couldn’t venture too far from her, but from her current crawling position to the air conditioning vent was less than three meters.

Transforming into an invisible gaseous state, Hua Bao quickly sneaked towards the air vent and contorted its grinning head into a thin layer, poking it out.

At this moment, it was as if it was invisible, yet Jiang Yan could still see it as usual.

It took only about three seconds for Hua Bao to turn its grinning head back:

“Cack cack cack!” Mommy, I smell the scent of gold bars! Lots of them! Right inside the room!!

After speaking, Hua Bao licked its sharp teeth with a ravenous red tongue.

Jiang Yan’s heart leaped with joy: “Be patient, scout some more!”

“Cack cack cack!” OK!

Hua Bao turned back and described the scene inside the room to Jiang Yan, bit by bit.

The room looked like a conference room.

Two oil radiators were placed in the corner, warm and toasty.

The conference table was filled with big boxes.

The scent of gold bars that Hua Bao smelled was emanating from three inconspicuous iron boxes near the elder’s seat.

As for the rest of the boxes, they looked like they were made of genuine leather.

It was unclear what was inside.

A faintly pungent smell of Formalin could be sensed.

There were only three people at the scene.

One was an old man with half-gray hair, keen eyes, and a thin build.

The other two were men in their thirties, both burly in stature.

One of them had a face full of flesh and tattoos on his hands and body, and a worm-like scar above his right forehead.

With a sinister gaze and a ferocious face, it was none other than the head of Golden Shield Security, Zhao Nianzu.

However, at that moment, Zhao Nianzu did not exhibit his usual arrogance and viciousness, looking completely servile from head to toe.

The other person, wearing a string of thick agarwood prayer beads on his hand and dressed in a washed white Zhongshan suit, appeared kind and benevolent; he was Xue Miaomiao’s maternal uncle, the seemingly kind yet sinister Xue Dazheng.

It was said that he was in charge of the majority of the Xue Family’s illegal industries.

And he seemed to have emigrated to a foreign country a long time ago, one without any extradition treaties with his home country.

“Thump thump thump!” Someone knocked on the door, and a crisp female voice came from outside, “Grandfather.”

Zhao Nianzu looked at the elder for instruction, “Elder Mo?”

The elder nodded slightly.

After receiving permission, Zhao Nianzu turned and walked briskly toward the door, opened it, and looked at the person outside with a respectful tone, “Miss Mo.”

A spirited and attractive young girl appeared at the door.

She was dressed in a black bodysuit and high boots, with an excellent figure, and curves in all the right places.

A black tactical waist pack was buckled around her waist, which likely contained a handgun, judging by its design.

“Miss Mo,” Xue Dazheng also stood up with a smile on his face.

Ignoring the polite greetings from Zhao Nianzu and Xue Dazheng, the girl arrogantly tilted her head up and walked directly toward the elder.

Hua Bao specifically told Jiang Yan that the other party had a head full of big wavy hair and a strong scent of perfume.

Big waves, perfume…

Jiang Yan was contemplative.

In such apocalyptic circumstances, most women had cut their hair short.

It was convenient for self-care and self-protection.

Concerns about beauty paled in comparison with surviving and feeding oneself.

Those who could still wear red lipstick, maintain big wavy hair, and use perfume were not commonly pampered and privileged.

Her luck today was truly indescribable.

Initially, she came looking for the lair of a few insignificant security guards.

Instead, she encountered a group of big fish and stumbled upon a huge secret…

“Yaoyao, come over here,” the elder said warmly, beckoning the girl with a friendly motion.

“Grandfather, the other helicopter has arrived; shall we go back now? It’s getting late…” Mo Shiyao walked up to the elder, took his hand, and gently shook it a few times.

Jiang Yan was startled on the inside.

That was close.

The appearance of the second helicopter outside should delay the actions of Sun Jingtao and Ye Qing by quite a bit.

Otherwise, if they had charged up as originally planned, they might have been wiped out all at once.

The situation with these people far exceeded their expectations.

And crucially, she didn’t have any devices to contact Ye Qing and the others.

Speaking of devices.

Jiang Yan thought of the guards outside, each with a walkie-talkie on their chest.

She frowned in thought and took an electromagnetic interference filter from the Space’s [Inventory Area].

That device could disrupt the walkie-talkie connection among several individuals at close range.

But for now, she couldn’t use it.

She set it aside for later.

Although she hadn’t noticed any surveillance equipment yet, she still took out a camera interference jammer.

Again, it was set aside for now.

“By the way, Elder Mo, would you like to personally inspect this batch of merchandise?” Xue Dazheng said, already reaching for one of the leather boxes.

“No need to inspect it, it’s frightening to look at all that bloody stuff at night,” the elder replied, patting his granddaughter’s hand and standing up.

Jiang Yan: “…” No wonder she had smelled Formalin.

Just what were these people doing in secret…

After the elder inside the room finished speaking, his shrewd gaze swept over the iron boxes and said,

“These gold bars were transported out of the official gold reserves; there’s no doubt about their quality. However, these days, gold has lost its value; why do you still want to collect it?”

“Ahem, they say one should not air one’s dirty laundry in public, but since Elder Mo has asked, I won’t hide it. Miaomiao, that kid, she insisted on creating a ‘hiding a beauty in golden house’ situation—”

Xue Dazheng coughed lightly, then ran his fingers over the beads on his wrist and said, “He found some skilled craftsmen who wanted to make a batch of pure gold birdcages.”

Xue Dazheng stopped there.

Putting ‘hiding a beauty in golden house’ and birdcages together, anyone with a clear mind knew what he was planning.

And he wasn’t just asking for one, but a batch.

Quite an extravagant and lustful endeavor.

“Heh, this kinky fetish of Xue Miaomiao, how come it hasn’t changed after such a long time?!” Mo Shiyao sneered with a tone of contempt.

Xue Dazheng’s face showed a bit of embarrassment but could not say much in response.

As for Zhao Nianzu, he had already chosen to effectively become invisible.

The elder smiled and said, “Yaoyao, this is called the little hobby of young people, you wouldn’t understand.”

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“What little hobby? It’s clearly a perversion!”

Mo Shiyao said mercilessly, then quickly urged the elder:

“Grandpa, let’s go back! If you stay up late, your granddaughter’s beauty sleep these past few days will have been for nothing.”

“Hehe, alright, alright.” The once imposing elder now wore an affectionate look on his face.