This is actually not a loss for Hu Guangyong, as he has his own way to get the wool off the sheep.
Zeng Wangcai certainly understood this: "Don't worry, I'm not short of money, I'll see you later!"
The words "we're not short of money" left Hu Guangyong speechless.
These days, how many people dare to say they have enough money?
Hu Guangyong turned around and thought, this guy must be rich, he caught more than 700 kilograms of fish a day, which is more than his salary for two or three years...
Is it possible that I can only go to the workshop?
Hu Guangyong looked at Zeng Wangcai's back, and his hot sweat turned into cold sweat. In his spare time, he was like a tiger gnawing on a hedgehog - he had nowhere to start.
Zeng Wangcai came to the bus station, waited for a suitable bus, got on, and left the city after getting off. He arrived at the same time as last time. It was very hot and he was not in a hurry to travel. He found a cool place to sit for a while and drink some iced happy water in the space.
In his previous life, he was a security guard lying down. Why would he care about his health? It's normal for a otaku to drink happy water.
After a satisfied burp, Zeng Wangcai's consciousness immersed in the space. When he passed by Hu Guangyong just now, he suddenly thought that although his life was comfortable now, his safety seemed to be unguaranteed.
There are so many fights now, just like what happened to my original body, I was knocked unconscious by a club after drinking too much. Now my money is more or less exposed, and I am afraid that someone will target me.
Therefore, he had to look around in space for something that could protect him. He could not count on guns. Not to mention whether he had one or not, it would be troublesome if the thing made a noise. It would be better to look for something that was concealed and powerful.
Zeng Wangcai already had a goal when he entered the space - electric baton!
Electric batons are good. When you hold it in your hand, people don't recognize it and think it's a stick. If they get hit by it unexpectedly, then...
Like a seaweed…seaweed…seaweed…seaweed…seaweed…
Go ahead and smoke it!
The entire dock has changed since the last time Zeng Wangcai came in. There are not many changes inside the dock, but there are changes to the ships outside.
Zeng Wangcai didn't care about the boat. His target was the warehouse. He didn't know where to find the electric baton, so he planned to drive to the management center to check the computer.
Although there is no intelligent system manager in the space, the computers can still be used.
He suddenly thought that the role of this space was far more than just providing supplies. For example, computers could still be used in the space. Doesn't this mean that he had all the knowledge of the 21st century?
Unfortunately, the times are not right outside now. The more you dance happily, the more miserable your death will be.
Zeng Wangcai sometimes thought about his original master Zhou Yuanbai. He had never met this person and his future was worrying.
As he thought about it, he walked towards where he parked his car last time.
"Fuck, where is my car? Where is my G63?" When Zeng Wangcai arrived at the parking place, he was dumbfounded. The big muscular car was gone.
He understood in an instant that the space was still running when he left and the car was driven away.
Forget it, I won’t think about the big muscle car anymore. There are so many cars in the parking lot, I can just pick one.
He looked around and saw a red Ferrari 911 that could be used. There must have been someone in the car before he came in, and then the person disappeared after he came in.
Who cares? As long as it works!
Zeng Wangcai opened the car door and sat in, but ended up sitting on something on the seat and getting hit.
He took it out and looked, isn't this the thing he's looking for?
The stun gun I had been dreaming of was obtained without any effort, but I don’t like the color, it’s red with a hint of pink.
In addition to the color, he was also very satisfied with the small size of the stun gun. He thought that the car owner had a good sense of safety and always had such items in the car. He also saw a bottle that looked a bit like pepper spray on the passenger seat.
He searched for a while, found the switch of the stun gun, and pressed it.
Then he became numb, and the stun gun moved but did not discharge electricity...
Then Zeng Wangcai remembered a piece of news that said a woman was enjoying life in her new energy vehicle, and was then photographed by the vehicle’s built-in camera and posted online.
"Fuck! Not all the things that carry electricity are sticks..."
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