Fang Qi let out a melancholy sigh, rummaged through his belongings and luggage, and took out a black backpack from the closet. There were your own clothes inside, as well as essentials such as wallets and ID cards, mobile phones. Then, he found his target this time from a pile of discarded items - the credit card of Longcheng Bank.

The credit card was sold door-to-door, and Fang Qi mainly took a fancy to the free rice cooker at that time. But after he did it, he never used it, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to use it.

The credit card limit is now 9,000 yuan, which is a very high limit for a poor college student like Fang Qi.

Ready for all this, Fang Qi put on his schoolbag, took one last look at the university dormitory that had accompanied him for four years, and left. And left school directly.

Although I miss it, I won't linger either. Although there is true love in the world, in the cruel last days, friendship, family affection, and love are all unreliable.

Twenty years of ups and downs in the apocalyptic world have tempered Fang Qi into a machine, a cold-blooded machine that only knows how to fight and survive.

Nowadays, for Fang Qi, how to make money quickly is the most important thing to consider.

Now it's speed, not quantity. There is less than a month left, and it is not impossible to strive for every minute and every second to make money. For example, speculating in stocks, borrowing money to gamble, borrowing usury to speculate in stocks and gambling. Even if you lose, don't be afraid to collect debts, unless they ask you to pay it back within a month.

Fang Qi seemed to vaguely remember that before the end of the world, there was a stock that rose abnormally wildly and made almost ten times as much money. Later, he learned that the company was also in league with Dr. J.

But Fang Qi didn't want to join, because in this way, while he was making money, he was also indirectly providing funds for Dr. J. This mad doctor will use every penny to destroy the world.

If he could, Fang Qi would be willing to use his life to kill Dr. J to avenge his sweetheart and save the world by the way. But Dr. J is unusually secretive, and it took him ten years to find himself in his previous life. As for where he is now, who knows.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Qi finally locked on a method that was not a solution. None of the other roads worked, and this is the only way.

He immediately took a car and came to the famous Happiness Road in Dragon City.

Xingfu Road has a famous business circle, which is very prosperous.

And Fang Qi naturally didn't come here to shop, his purpose was a well-known auction house here, Elizabeth City Auction House.

The auction house has a strange name, and it is said that it was invested by foreigners. It's not yet noon, and the auction house is very deserted. Unless there's a major auction, it's a no-brainer.

Fang Qi walked straight in and came to the front desk. At the reception desk sat a fashionable girl with heavy makeup, perhaps too bored, tilting her head and playing a game on her phone.

The work at the front desk is bound to be boring, but because the income is not bad, the front desk lady is very attentive when receiving guests.

Seeing that someone was coming, she hurriedly put away her mobile phone, nodded with a charming smile, and leaned over and said, "Welcome to Elizabeth City Auction House!" I'm Reception Consultant Feng Tingting! How can I help you? ”

Now it's not called the front desk lady, but a high-end reception consultant. Feng Tingting was wearing a professional suit at this time, with a white shirt inside, she left the top three buttons of the shirt unbuttoned, and her neck would be deliberately raised a little when she bent over, and her hands were also held on her lower abdomen instead of blocking the neckline.

Such a seemingly natural action will attract the attention of some potential customers.

Because most of the people who come to the auction house are rich owners, Feng Tingting just came, and I heard that the front desk was picked up by some rich customers before, and this time it was finally replaced by her, she didn't want to let go of any opportunity for a sparrow to become a phoenix.

Since Fang Qi came in, he began to look at the layout of the auction house. That's right, it's exactly the same as in memory, but the Elizabeth City Auction House that Fang Qi experienced in the previous life was full of stench, blood, and even zombie heads and human internal organs in the last days.

Elizabeth City Auction House is just an ordinary company on the surface, but Fang Qi, who has experienced the insider, understands that this company is the largest black market exchange in the entire Dragon City, and many illegal items of unknown origin can be bought and sold here, or even laundered. It is said that the annual transaction volume here reaches tens of billions.

One of the back-the-scenes financiers of the culprit, Dr. J, is here.

While Fang Qi was observing carefully, Feng Tingting was also looking at him.

The plain dress, the clothes on the stalls, and even the watches are old styles from a few years ago. Although Feng Tingting has not been here for a long time, she has also developed a pair of eyes that recognize people. With just such a simple observation, she knew in her heart what the economic level of the man standing opposite her was.

Therefore, although she still has a smile on her face, her attitude has become very cold. Fang Qi is just a poor boy who has been here for a long time.

"Day, today is busy again." While Feng Tingting scolded, she silently fastened the button on her chest.

It's just that Fang Qi's next sentence really surprised Feng Tingting.

"Take me to the minus nine floor."

How can a building have a minus nine floors? The elevator hall of Elizabeth City Auction House has at most minus two floors, and certainly not minus nine. Obviously, Fang Qi was saying a code.

Feng Tingting knew that Fang Qi was not her dish after hearing the minus ninth floor, so she gently pressed the hidden small button under the table, and then smiled faintly: "Sir, we don't have the minus ninth floor here." ”

"There is no minus nine floors, what kind of store is there to open." After Fang Qi finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Feng Tingting hurriedly stopped him, obviously this was also a code.

Soon, from the back of the hall came a European and American, wearing a wide suit, wearing big sunglasses even indoors, a posture of the Matrix.

The European and American men looked at Fang Qi carefully, his expression was also very disdainful, and he said in English: "fellow me!" ”

Fang Qi was expressionless and followed behind the other party. He knew that this place was now the Tiger's Den Dragon Pond for him, and he had to be careful.

The two of them went straight to the end of the corridor, and instead of taking the elevator, they took the safe passage next to it. After coming to the second basement floor, after a very tortuous road, I finally stopped at a very inconspicuous corner.