Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter Forty-One

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If Wall Street in Manhattan is where the richest Americans make their money, Fifth Avenue is where they spend their money. There are not only the Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center, St. Patrick's Church and other famous attractions, but also the world's luxurious commercial shops and the top private clubs.

Lena Fox, who got out of the car, held her head high and walked confidently to a building with a simple appearance. Before her people approached, the door of the building opened automatically, and a silver-haired, spirited old man walked out from inside.

The old man stepped forward, bowed slightly, and smiled: "Welcome, Miss Fox. I just heard the news that you got out of trouble, and I'm sorry I couldn't help you when you were in trouble. Please give me a chance to do it. make up."

Lena Fox has been tossed for two days. Although she is in a state of embarrassment, she still has an extraordinary temperament. She walked into the building with a smile and said, "Mr. Patrick, I just need your help. Please help me get in touch with my lawyer, my public team, and I have a press conference.

Of course, before that, notify my butler to bring my makeup artist, chef, assistant, and all my personal belongings.

By the way, this Mr. Hugo is now my security advisor, and he's in some trouble. I don't want unwelcome people to disturb us until I've got the people in the police department. "

The older Mr. Patrick nodded slightly, then glanced at Zhou Qingfeng who was following behind. He made a move, and a young waiter stepped forward to listen to his instructions, "Prepare a room for this Mr. Hugo, I think he may need to change his clothes."

Zhou Qingfeng was covered in blood, his eyes were indifferent, and he was murderous in the eyes of others. The young waiter didn't dare to get too close to him, he just stretched out his hand slightly to signal him to come with him.

Lena Fox also said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Relax, it's safe here."

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to complain, he just said to Mr. Patrick: "Remember to deal with the car outside, I grabbed it. The police should come to trouble soon."

The silver-haired old man didn't seem to care about this, and happily agreed.

They come, the security! Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to think about it, he followed the waiter into an elevator, and was finally led into a large suite.

"Sir, what kind of clothes do you want?" the waiter asked.

"If it's convenient for me to kill people, prepare me a few more sets, and then prepare me a big backpack. I need some food and water. By the way, prepare me a rich lunch." Zhou Qingfeng asked for a lot of things in one go .

The young waiter was a little stunned, but he agreed and went to prepare. Zhou Qingfeng took off his clothes and ran to the bathroom of the room to take a quick shower, washing away the blood and sweat all over his body.

When Zhou Qingfeng came out of the shower, the lunch he asked for was delivered first. Steak, truffles, caviar, all kinds of expensive ingredients were cooked to the top and placed in front of him, and there was a bottle of dry red wine that could not be named.

"I'm afraid that tomorrow, it will be difficult to eat this delicious food again." Zhou Qingfeng drank a little wine, thought silently indulgently, and then ate the food into his stomach. His appetite has become so great now that he eats like a cow chewing peonies.

Halfway through the lunch, Zhou Qingfeng brought the clothes he asked for. A full urban optical camouflage combat uniform, even including a hydration bag, tactical vest, and weaponry, is indeed very suitable for killing people. He said he needed to prepare a few more sets, so the club brought him five sets. All the latest US military equipment.

When changing clothes, Zhou Qingfeng asked the waiter what Lena Fox was doing? The waiter only said that Miss Fox is very busy now,

The matter of her kidnapping is now causing a stir in the whole country. Although she has been rescued now, anyone who knows some inside information knows that the matter is far from over.

But Zhou Qingfeng looked at the time, but he didn't have time to continue messing with Lena Fox. He asked the waiter again, "Can you help me find someone? His name is Tony Parker, and he is nineteen years old. I want to know where this person is now?"

The clubhouse chosen by Lena Fox really had a lot of energy. Ten minutes later, a file was sent. Zhou Qingfeng scolded it immediately after reading it.

Tony Parker's identity itself is very ordinary, but this kid actually works a part-time job, that is, as an intern in the Babylon Intelligence Laboratory of Columbia University. God knows what that ignorant kid can practice in there?

No wonder Tony Parker was confident that he could get the mechanical dog. He must have stolen the dog today. It happened that all the military police disappeared today, and he naturally escaped any crime, and he was indeed the lucky one in the movie.

After having eaten and drank enough, Zhou Qingfeng, who had finished reconditioning, took a short rest and felt that his energy and spirit had returned to the best state. He was now making final preparations for the Cataclysm in a few hours.

Obtaining 'dog meat' is a goal to be achieved in a few hours, but Zhou Qingfeng's long-term goal is to survive. He has fallen out with David Lawrence, so another group needs to be established.

Lina Fox was actually a good choice. Zhou Qingfeng wondered if he could get a better survival situation through the controller of the 10 billion consortium. For example, this club is not bad right now.

Sturdy buildings, adequate security, a cohesive team, plenty of food and water, a helicopter to get out of here at any time, and best of all, the cooks here are really good. Although Lina Fox will eventually disappear as a member of the consortium, all the people in the clubhouse will not disappear. They can stay and become Zhou Qingfeng's strong assistant who survived the initial three months of the cataclysm.

The only trouble is that Manhattan will be the bloodiest and most chaotic area after the cataclysm. Think about the millions of thugs flocking here, which requires some powerful weapons.

And just when Zhou Qingfeng was thinking about how to make his request to Lena Fox, the eldest lady came to him by herself, but her face was rather ugly.

After Lena Fox walked into the suite, she sat down on the sofa and said with a cold face, "My friend brought the pharmaceutical laboratory you asked for for you. It was loaded in a large truck, and it's in the basement of the clubhouse. garage."

"So soon? Thank you so much." Zhou Qingfeng looked very unhappy at her and asked carefully, "What happened?"

"The lawyer told me that I can't take back control of the consortium now. My despicable uncle actually forged my father's will, saying that I no longer have the right to sit on the board of directors of the consortium."

Lena Fox's face turned blue with anger, she said viciously: "My uncle took everything from me, my credit card, my villa, my landline, my employees. My assistant just told me, He no longer works for me.

It's not the worst though, I've lost all my connections now, there's no one to protect me, and the NYPD has issued a warrant for me and you as suspects. The police who came to arrest us are already on their way. "

Speaking of this, Lena Fox stared at Zhou Qingfeng and said: "Please prepare for the worst, we have to go to the end of the world..."

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