In this post-apocalyptic world, I unexpectedly became a star galaxy master.

Oh my god, even a stinky crow dares to challenge me now?!

Feng Ming was so angry he almost fainted.

His plan had just begun when it was abruptly halted.

He watched Xue Li and Heitan walk further and further away, and finally let out a long sigh of helplessness, lamenting repeatedly in his heart.

I'm afraid my little scheme has already been seen through by the boss, which is why he sent Xue Li to find me. It's clearly a warning to me!

How to deal with a boss who is too smart and too powerful?

It seems we'll have to look for other opportunities. This time, the black market just got incredibly lucky.

When Xue Li and Feng Ming met up with Hong Tang and the others, she had been waiting in the car for a long time.

The two got into the car, and at Hongtang's command, Heitan led the way. The group then sped off, chasing after Ma Xiaolan's buyer's convoy.

Ma Xiaolan, who was taken away by the squinty-eyed man, was completely blank and bewildered.

She never expected that the man in front of her would be so impatient, attempting to force himself on her in the car.

Before walking into her trap, she had deliberately made herself look ugly and dirty, but now that she was covered in filth, only her face was clean enough to look presentable. How could this damned man still be so cruel?

They didn't even bother to clean themselves properly; that's so unhygienic!

Before being taken away from the black market, this despicable man had someone inject him with a vial of medicine, presumably an aphrodisiac or something similar.

At this moment, Ma Xiaolan's body was limp, like a noodle, and it felt as if a fire was burning inside her, making her feel unbearably hot and restless, wishing she could plunge into an ice cave.

Although she can still use her superpowers, they are somewhat diminished.

What's even more dangerous is that there are dozens of bodyguards and superhuman experts protecting this dead man inside and outside the car, making escape extremely difficult. Ma Xiaolan doesn't dare to act rashly at all.

So she had no choice but to feign concern and deal with the man while racking her brains for a way to escape.

"Oh, you lazybones, look at you, so impatient, like you haven't eaten meat in ages!"

Ugh~ Ma Xiaolan almost vomited from her own affected, high-pitched voice.

However, upon hearing this voice, the squinty-eyed man felt as if his bones were going to go numb, and he longed to pounce on her like a tiger!

Song Hye-kyo's driving skills were as adept as a skilled butcher dissecting an ox; she drove the car at breakneck speed yet remained as steady as a mountain.

Half an hour later, she successfully caught up with Ma Xiaolan's buyer's convoy, and Heitan returned to the car like a bird returning to its nest, no longer having to lead the way in the cold outside.

"Hehe, it's so warm inside the car!" Blackie said contentedly, lying next to the heater on the passenger side like a lazy cat.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Xue Li glanced at the heater and thought to himself, "The boss really does favor me. He only has two of these rare treasures, yet he generously gave me one."

No one else knew about this except the boss and himself. Xue Li never used it in public. Even when he took it out and used it when he went to Beijing with Feng Ming, Feng Ming thought it was the boss's.

Yes, Xue Li made up his mind to keep this matter buried deep in his heart and never let a third person know.

Hongtangnei: Who said I only have two heaters? I clearly have four!

Meanwhile, Feng Ming, completely unaware of this, was still studying the three unconscious people in the back seat like Sherlock Holmes.

It turned out that after leaving the underground black market, Hongtang magically produced a 7-seater MPV and pulled Shi Ying, Zhang Chengcheng, and Xiao Li out of the space and threw them into the car.

If we don't release them now and wait until they return to the base, it will inevitably be difficult to explain.

Although she doesn't need to explain to anyone, it's always better to be safe than sorry, and it's still necessary to be cautious to avoid trouble.

Feng Ming had heard Hong Tang say that among the three people, the woman was a friend that Ma Xiaolan was willing to risk her life to save. Perhaps if they could control her, they could control Ma Xiaolan.

As for that pale-faced young man who looks half-dead, he is an extremely valuable healing-type ability user. His blood can cure diseases and even resist zombie viruses, making him well worth studying.

And then there's that big guy, incredibly strong and ferocious; the boss plans to recruit him as a henchman.

The boss entrusted him with the task of training them, so he had to seize the opportunity to make a good impression.

But no one knows what kind of medicine the boss gave them, which caused them to remain unconscious. He has given them several kinds of antidote pills, but they still show no signs of waking up.

"Madman, let's study this when we get back. We need to get to work now!" Hong Tang said to Feng Ming, stopping him from injecting the three of them with the medicine.

When Feng Ming gets into research, he becomes reckless. He's already fed these three people so many pills; every medicine has some degree of poison, isn't he afraid of poisoning them to death?

She didn't care much about Shi Ying and Xiao Li, but Zhang Chengcheng was a different story. He was not only a respectable soldier, but also an old acquaintance. His safety had to be guaranteed no matter what.

"Alright, whatever the boss says!" Feng Ming reluctantly withdrew his hand holding the injection syringe and put the things away.

He pressed on, unwilling to give up, "Boss, what exactly did you do to them? Why can't I wake them up no matter what I try?"

"Hehe, maybe they're sleeping too soundly." Hongtang answered absentmindedly while staring at the convoy five or six hundred meters ahead, waiting for an opportunity to act.

Although her potent sedative was very strong, Feng Ming had been through a lot of trouble, and the antidote pill was just as effective as the sedative, so he should have woken up long ago.

But now the three of them are not reacting at all; either they have really fallen asleep, or they are pretending to be asleep.

In an instant, an explosion came from the convoy ahead, flames shot into the sky, illuminating half of the dark night sky, followed by a cacophony of noise and curses that spread in all directions.

"Hey~ Boss, save Ma Xiaolan! She's about to die, hey~" Black Charcoal suddenly started frantically banging on the car window, shouting anxiously.

Qiao Mei rolled down the car window, and Hei Tan darted out, heading straight for the scene of the incident like an arrow released from a bow.

Hongtang: "..." This black charcoal actually cursed its own master like that.

Oh dear, it's a cursed crow! Isn't it afraid of 'sending away' its own owner?

Seeing this, Ma Xiaolan's temper flared up again, and she couldn't wait to take action even before reaching the enemy's lair.

I glanced at the superpowered bracelet on my left wrist. On the small electronic screen, time had silently ticked away, reaching 3:28 AM like the footsteps of a demon.

Before I knew it, the clutches of staying up late had crept over my body. No, compared to that, sleep is much more important.

"Get out of the car, get to work, and get this over with quickly!"

I want to go home and sleep early.

At Hongtang's command, Fengming, Xueli, and Qiaomei swiftly opened the car doors like cheetahs and charged towards the convoy like arrows, engaging in fierce combat with the enemy.

Amidst the flames, Ma Xiaolan, dragging her weakened body, struggled desperately like a withered leaf in a raging storm.

She unleashed her fire-based powers like a torrential downpour on the squinty-eyed man's bodyguards and protectors.

Fortunately, she had secretly hidden a few specially made pills from the boss in the seams of her clothes beforehand, and after taking them, she was able to slightly relieve the pain of being drugged with aphrodisiacs.

The black charcoal hovered in the air, its anxious cries as piercing as sirens.

"Hey~ You suicidal Ma Xiaolan, what are you standing there for? Run! The boss and the others are behind you. She'll avenge you."

Ma Xiaolan felt helpless. Was it that I didn't want to escape? Was it that my physical condition wouldn't allow it?

And it's more satisfying to take revenge on your own!