Ice Age Apocalypse: I've Stockpiled Billions of Resources

What's wrong?

Lin Luo pretended not to know.

"I originally wanted you to go three days later, but tomorrow is the gang leader's birthday. I think it should be fine for you to go earlier."

Hu Xin observed Lin Luo's expression.

"No problem, Brother Hu's business is my business."

Lin Luo nodded vigorously.

"Good good!"

Hu Xin said happily.

About ten minutes later, everyone had almost finished eating.

"We had a great day. You guys move these goods over there, and Xiao Lin, you can help out too."

Seeing that Lin Luo had already agreed, Hu Xin was too lazy to do anything deliberately.

"no problem."

Lin Luo was about to take action when he saw that Hu Xin wanted him to go to the warehouse.

So naturally, he had to go to the warehouse first and take all the supplies.

Hu Xin, still worried, warned the three men with yellow hair: "You guys better behave yourselves. If you bully Xiao Lin again, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Don't dare."

"I'll answer that right away," Huang Mao replied quickly.

The group worked together to load the goods onto the small truck. Lin Luo sat in the back of the truck, opposite Song Ze and the other three.

Huang Mao and Cheng Lin sat in the driver's seat and passenger seat respectively, driving the truck toward the warehouse.

After driving for about ten minutes, the truck stopped in front of a large factory.

The five large gold characters of "Fujida Electronics Factory" are prominently displayed at the factory gate.

Lin Luo had heard of the Fujida Group; it was a leading enterprise that ranked very high in the entire country.

It manufactures many mobile phones and has many branch factories in the country.

Unexpectedly, there is also a branch factory in Xian'an City. It looks very large, covering an area of ​​about two or three hundred acres.

There was a person guarding the entrance, so they quickly opened the railing.

The truck entered the factory area and stopped in a large warehouse.

"You can start unloading the goods now."

Huang Mao took the key, opened the door, and called the people in the car to get out.

Song Ze and the others got out of the car, and Lin Luo followed suit.

Huang Mao took out cigarettes and gave one to everyone, except for Lin Luo, who didn't get one.

The group picked up lighters, lit cigarettes, and began puffing away.

"Lin Luo, we're going to have a smoke. Go get your things from the car first."

The blond-haired man exhaled a smoke ring.

Lin Luo picked up two boxes of instant noodles and went into the warehouse.

He didn't have time to pay attention to the blond guy; he just wanted to go into the warehouse and take a look.

Upon seeing Lin Luo carry two boxes of instant noodles inside, Huang Mao took out a pack of cigarettes.

"Everyone, smoke as much as you want today, at least for half an hour."

"Yellow Hair laughed."

"The boss told us not to mess around. If he finds out we're messing with this newbie, he might not let us off the hook."

Song Ze said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? We didn't hit him, we just made him do more work. Nothing will happen."

"I'll just laugh it off," said the blond-haired guy with a cold smile.

Cheng Lin agreed, "Brother Huang is right about that. We're just making him do more work so he won't be able to complain when he gets back."

Lin Luo carried two boxes of instant noodles into the warehouse.

The warehouse was filled with piles of supplies, including instant noodles, drinks, bread, cigarettes, liquor, and more.

Foods that are easy to store are all kept in this warehouse.

"It was definitely worth it to go undercover this time."

Lin Luo showed no politeness and put the supplies into the strange space.

It took him about five or six minutes to load all the goods in the warehouse.

The warehouse, which used to be full of supplies, is now completely empty.

Lin Luo walked out of the warehouse, where Huang Mao, Song Ze, and the others were still smoking.

"Lin Luo, what's wrong with you? It took you so long to move two boxes of instant noodles."

Before Lin Luo could speak, Cheng Lin spoke first, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Lin Luo laughed and said, "Do you guys take that long to smoke a cigarette?"

"You're looking for death."

Cheng Lin said with a bad temper.

Yellow Hair took a deep drag on his cigarette, then threw it on the ground and stomped it out.

He exhaled a smoke ring and said arrogantly, "Kid, you better keep a low profile. Do what we tell you to do, or don't blame us for being impolite."

Song Ze threatened, "If it weren't for our boss protecting you, you would have been killed by us long ago, and you wouldn't be so arrogant."

Cheng Lin suggested, "Let's grab this kid, put a cloth over our fists, and beat him up badly. That way it will hurt a lot, and we won't be able to see any marks on the outside."

"Lin Luo, did you hear that? Everyone around me is suggesting I hit you. Just think about how much people hate you."

The blond-haired man coldly threatened, "You'd better behave yourself. If you go back missing an arm or a leg, the boss isn't really going to kill all of us for your sake."

"can."

Lin Luo grabbed two more items and headed towards the warehouse.

He thought for a moment and decided not to kill these people here, since the factory area was guarded.

As Hu Xin mentioned earlier, goods from several stations are stored here.

If Lin Luo fires a shot here, it will alert the entire Xian'an Gang.

He planned to lure Huang Mao, Cheng Lin, and the others in, then kill them all and dump them in the warehouse.

"I thought this pretty boy was so capable, but he chickened out and obediently delivered the goods inside," Cheng Lin said disdainfully.

“Let me tell you, if it weren’t for the boss protecting him, I would have killed this guy long ago,” Song Ze said.

"Ha ha!"

Huang Mao grinned smugly and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

"If everyone has finished their cigarettes, we'll give each of you one more. We confiscated a whole pack of cigarettes today, so everyone can enjoy them."

"Thank you, Brother Huang."

Everyone got their cigarettes, lit them, and started smoking.

"Hurry up and smoke. After Hua Zi, there's He Tianxia, ​​and after He Tianxia, ​​there's Furongwang. Furongwang is a good product; a pack used to cost five hundred silver dollars."

"The boss gave me a pack last time, but I haven't been able to bring myself to smoke it. Today I'm taking it out to celebrate with the brothers."

Seeing Lin Luo's misfortune, Huang Mao's mood improved considerably.

Although he knew Lin Luo would die at the hands of the rich woman gang leader, he didn't feel very happy.

Huang Mao wanted to torment Lin Luo even more; he would feel even more satisfied if he saw Lin Luo suffer.

"Thank you, Brother Huang."

Everyone hadn't smoked in a long time, and they were incredibly grateful to the blond-haired guy.

"Yellow Hair, something terrible has happened! All the goods in the warehouse have disappeared."

Lin Luo pretended to be flustered and ran over.

"What kind of act are you putting on? Saying the goods in the warehouse are gone, do you even believe it yourself?"

"The blond guy sneered."

Song Ze also mocked, "I have to tell you this: the Fujida factory area we are in has been occupied by our Xian'an Gang, and there are people specifically guarding it."

"It's impossible for outsiders to get in here. If something is missing, I'm telling you, you're the prime suspect."

Cheng Lin said irritably, "Well said, if something is missing from inside, you are the prime suspect, and you will be the first to settle accounts."

"Believe it or not, something's missing from inside anyway. I'm just letting you know."

Lin Luo said indifferently.