CHAPTER 891: CHAPTER 980: SO THE ROBBERS REALLY CAME?

That’s right, after arriving in the Middle East, Jing Shu’s first small goal was already completed, which was to dig Xiao Wei’s wormholes wherever she went.

Today, if no one causes trouble, that’s fine. But if someone does, hehe, she not only secretly moved the traded goods away long ago but could also set up a trap for those causing trouble.

Of course, at the trading event, Jing Shu was still the eldest Miss of the Zhou Family, holding Old Zhou’s arm and saying, "I want this too."

Old Zhou smiled on the surface, "Buy, buy, buy." But in his heart, he cursed her as a prodigal girl; she wanted to buy everything. He thought he was broke; if she wanted something, she should buy it herself. Isn’t something good when you snatch it?

However, Miss Zhou naturally bought whatever she fancied, which only made those present more jealous and excited; they didn’t suspect her one bit.

This directly dispelled the doubts of the last handful of people; such a spendthrift must not be pretending and undoubtedly is a fat sheep from Huaxia.

How to divide the spoils, how to make someone disappear in the Middle East without leaving a trace; these are things they needed to consider.

"Make arrangements, find a few people to approach them, then figure out a way to lure them out of Masi. It’s hard to do anything in Masi."

"Report this to the United States. They should be quite interested in these people."

The trading event reached its final phase. It was bustling with activity, and Old Zhou, with his foolish sons, made many new friends, but Miss Zhou was rather proud and looked down on everyone.

When meeting people, she only nodded slightly, which only made those around even more excited. The more naïve she appeared, the easier it seemed to deceive her.

"Dear Mr. Zhou, it’s truly an honor to befriend you today. This is a small token of my appreciation; I hope you’ll accept it." A noble lady handed out a lot of boxed souvenirs to everyone, looking very generous.

It was a popular kind of golden key here, meant to open the door to wealth, and each key was made of pure gold.

Although gold was not as valuable as before the apocalypse, it still held some value, so the bodyguard team accepted it with laughter.

Of course, there were also other miscellaneous gifts; the things given by high society were always so flashy but impractical.

All in all, today was quite a bountiful day.

As soon as Yang Yang touched these things, he frowned, shook his head toward Old Zhou and the others, and made a gesture of sealing his lips.

Everyone understood then that there must be something fishy about these items, so they refrained from discussing anything important.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this concludes the trading event! I trust you’ve all exchanged contact information. For any future transactions, please conduct them at the Mars Officially designated locations. Otherwise, we won’t be responsible for any mishaps.

Please reassure yourselves that Masi is a place of peace and safety, where absolutely no violent incidents will occur. As long as you stay within Masi, we guarantee your absolute safety."

Mama Has’s words were obviously directed at Jing Shu and the others, trying his utmost to keep these fat sheep within Masi for consumption. He even contemplated whether to bring them outside of Masi to experience the chaos and gunfire of the outside world, to make the people from Huaxia stay docilely in Masi.

It was right at this moment, just as Mama Has finished speaking, as if someone deliberately wanted to slap him in the face, the entire trading hall suddenly resounded with loud explosions, shaking the entire building violently.

The previously bright hall turned pitch black all of a sudden, with screams filling the air.

Mama Has shouted, "Don’t panic, don’t scream, the army outside will protect us! It’s alright, just crouch down and cover your heads! Slowly move to the basement! The bodyguards will protect us—"

Before he could finish, more booming sounds came from outside, and half of the trading hall’s wall was blasted away. Instantly, everyone in the hall began fleeing.

Chaos ensued both outside and inside.

In the pitch-dark hall, only Jing Shu watched coldly. Some people were genuinely panicking, but the corners of some people’s mouths were lifted, speaking into their earpieces, while others saw an opportunity to steal the exhibits just presented on the trading platform.

Old Zhou was firmly protected by the bodyguards beside him, yelling frantically, "Protect my daughter, my daughter is the most important."

Jing Shu: "..." He’s quite the actor.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the surrounding bodyguards tightly surrounded Jing Shu, escorting her out.

Old Zhou and his group were seated in the front row of the trading event. With the door at the back, it was nearly impossible to get out immediately, as the entrance was already crowded with people. They had no choice but to return to the trading platform.

And on this side of the trading platform, there were many valuable items; those who tried to take advantage of the chaos were all stopped by the bodyguards brought by Mama Has.

In the midst of the chaos, Mama Has found Old Zhou and Jing Shu and immediately motioned for them to come over, "Oh, don’t worry, dear Zhou, we will be safe and sound. The Masi army will protect your safety—"

Just as Mama Has finished speaking, someone in the crowd loudly shouted, "Take that woman away first! With her gone, we won’t fear losing the fat sheep, hurry!"

A large steel net was suddenly launched towards them.

Mama Has: "..."

What the hell, is today just people trying to slap me in the face on purpose?

He had just promised their safety, and now someone openly came to rob his fat sheep—no, his customers. What the hell is this?!

Mama Has shouted at the top of his lungs, "Protect Miss Zhou!!"

Swish, swish, swish, bodyguards fired into the air. For a moment, even inside the trading hall was a rain of bullets, screams becoming even more terrifying, as people at the door frantically rushed out, some cursing in anger.

"Damn it, wasn’t Masi supposed to be safe? My collectibles, they must protect my collectibles!"

"Why is it that there’s an army outside, yet these people can get in?"

"Is it possible that these people were originally in the trading hall?"

Someone noticed the targets were obviously the fat sheep from Huaxia, some worried while others took joy in the misfortune.

They saw the large steel net instantly open, capturing several people within it.

Miss Zhou, agile with the protection of bodyguards who risked their lives, was unharmed. However, quite a few of her ’brothers’ and bodyguards were captured.