Chapter 599 Satan has to have a tattoo of him on his back

But she did not go in. She just stopped outside for a moment and turned around and left.

Seeing her leave, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If Xu Youran really came in, they would be in trouble.

Back in the house, the servants were waiting outside, and the secret guards inside the house whispered: "There are many masters in the young lady's courtyard. Roughly estimated, their strength should be about the same as ours."

The ominous premonition in her heart came true, and Xu Youran took a deep breath.

She sat quietly at the table for a moment, and the secret guard asked carefully: "Would you like me to find out the news?"

Xu Youran waved her hand: "No need."

It is impossible for Zhiyu to be known to the whole city if something happened. If she had the time to find out the news, she should have found out.

She stood up immediately.

The maids saw that she looked unhappy when she came out, and they were immediately nervous. They didn't dare to stop her and just followed Xu Youran silently.

They happened to run into Jiang Sulan.

Seeing that her expression and eyes were a little flustered, Jiang Sulan stepped forward and said, "Mother, where are you going?"

"You're just in time. I was just looking for you," Xu Youran said seriously. She signaled the servants not to follow her and pulled Jiang Sulan to a corner: "What happened to Zhiyu?"

Finally hearing these words from her mouth, Jiang Sulan's tense heart relaxed a little: "Mother, don't worry. Brother has gone to see a doctor. There is no danger. He just fell into a deep sleep and will wake up in due time."

"Brother said Zhiyu will wake up soon. I didn't expect you to come back now. I was afraid you would worry, so I kept it from you."

Jiang Sulan's head drooped lower and lower, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

Seeing her like this, Xu Youran could not say any more words of blame. She took a long breath and touched Jiang Sulan's head: "Your mother has also seen some tricks now, and it is not so easy to be scared. Okay, come with me to see Zhiyu. Have you been taking care of her all this time?"

Jiang Sulan nodded: "Besides me, my brother is also here..."

The two chatted while walking towards Jiang Zhiyu's yard...

...

Seeing the purification reagent that He Yanting took out, everyone blinked.

"It's just this little, how can it be divided?"

One person couldn't help but say, and the others couldn't help but agree.

Of course, they were more afraid that if they injected themselves, their superpowers would be gone.

He Yanting glanced at him and said, "Who said this was injected? You should know the base well. Do you have any machine that can quickly spread the information to the whole world?"

"Internet!"

One person blurted out, and was instantly greeted with a circle of shrugs around him.

"I think you are crazy about going online," one of them said after complaining, "On the ground, I remember there is a sonic machine, but can this thing be used on it?"

We have to try it first to see if it can be done. Ignoring the roar of the gentleman who turned into a zombie in the chair, everyone headed underground.

On the way, someone was still worried and came to He Yanting and whispered, "Brother, this thing can only purify the virus. It has no effect on superpowers and the like, right?"

He Yanting said lightly, "I think so."

It seems that he answered, but it seems that he didn't answer.

The man's expression froze.

The majority of the troops continued to walk on the ground. Several people in the crowd exchanged glances. The next second, a cold light rushed towards He Yanting's right hand holding the reagent. At the same time, two people rushed forward, also aiming at He Yanting's right hand.

The cold light dissipated before hitting He Yanting, and the two people were also blocked by Jiang Zhiyu.

The crowd suddenly became noisy and seemed to be divided into two groups. The captain's voice was cold: "What are you doing?"

"What?" The man asked mockingly: "I don't object to you wanting to end this apocalypse, but no one can take away my supernatural power!"

The person standing next to him nodded in agreement.

"With such power, are you still willing to become an ordinary person?" The man persuaded, "You have to think clearly. Once the end of the world is over and everything returns to normal, what awaits us will still be the 996 or even 007 before the end of the world, with endless overtime work, endless scolding, endless anger, endless money, and endless slavery..."

He accused one sentence after another, and everyone present felt the same way unconsciously, even Jiang Zhiyu stopped.

[I really want to refute him, but what he said is too true, and I have already recalled the fear of being dominated before! ]

He Yanting: "..."

But empathy is empathy, and most people are still rational.

Jiang Zhiyu shook his head and put his theories behind him, and said in a gentle voice: "But these can be changed. Think about it, the end of the world has started again, and everyone has not reacted yet. They must still be dependent on the former strong people, that is, you. This is your unique advantage!"

"You can completely rely on this dependence to get ahead of those richest people, copy their routes, and create your own way!"

"Once you succeed, you don't need to be slaves anymore, you can implement the two-day weekend system throughout the world..."

Jiang Zhiyu brainwashed them in a soft tone, and relied on his own supernatural powers to infiltrate them deeply.

Seeing that they were already dazzled, Jiang Zhiyu withdrew his hand: "What do you think?"

"No."

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned by the refusal that came out of his mouth. Then the man continued: "I'm the richest man, why should I let them have two days off a week? There are so many people in the world, those who are capable can do it, and those who are not capable can be replaced."

"And I will force people in prison to pair up, and the children born will not be able to pass the political review and can only go to factories, and there is no need to worry about their civil service exams affecting their competition."

Everyone: "..."

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

"Good guy, even Satan has to have a tattoo of him on his back."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and the look in their eyes when they looked at the man was also cold.

He just spoke so passionately. Once he fantasized that he was rich, he was even more capitalist than capitalism. Such a person must not be allowed to have money!

When the man woke up, he found that he was covered in swollen clothes, his hands and feet were tied, and he walked like a puppet.

Man: "???"

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

He struggled angrily, but his hands, which were controlled by the crowd, could not move.

"Are you crazy? Do you still want to live the life of cattle and horses?!"

He wanted to use the same trick again, but everyone was unmoved.

"Compared to the vision you described, the life of cattle and horses is considered good," someone sarcastically said, "Okay, stop struggling. No matter what happens in the future, we will never let you become a new capitalist! This is at least our contribution to human society!" "Maybe it will

be a great achievement."

Man: "???!!!"

"Let me go! Let me go! You have all been brainwashed by her! You have been controlled by her!"

"Shut up."