The end of the world: The Goddess Catalogue, starting with sisters!

Boss Qian's gaze involuntarily drifted toward the mangled limbs of Brother Biao, who had been torn apart by the chains of flames, not far away.

His stomach suddenly spasmed, and a surge of acid rose to his throat, which he then swallowed forcefully.

Her legs, still twitching uncontrollably beneath her trousers, scraped messy marks on the ground with the heels of her expensive leather shoes.

When Meng De's cold gaze swept over him, he collapsed to the ground as if his spine had been pulled out, his forehead slamming heavily against the blood-stained ground, splattering blood droplets covering his once arrogant, fat face.

"I am willing to obey your orders."

Meng De's gaze swept over those who had chosen to betray him, his voice icy.

"Too late!!!"

At his command, more gunfire erupted.

Boss Qian and his bodyguards didn't even have time to scream before they were riddled with bullets.

The entire right-side area quickly turned into a sea of ​​blood, with cries of agony and pleas for mercy rising and falling, but Meng De's expression remained unwavering.

On the left side of the crowd, some people started vomiting, and some covered their children's eyes.

But no one dared to voice any opposition; everyone was stunned by the bloody suppression.

When the gunfire finally stopped, the parking lot had become a living hell.

Blood pooled into streams, flowing through the cracks in the cement floor.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder, making one want to vomit.

Mengde stood on the high platform, looking down at everything.

His voice was eerily calm.

"Now, is there anyone who would oppose my decision?"

A deathly silence enveloped the entire parking lot, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Blood flowed slowly on the cement floor, forming dark red streams that emitted a strong smell of rust.

Shell casings were scattered all over the ground, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen in the setting sun.

On the high platform, Meng De's shadow was stretched extremely long, the hem of his black trench coat still fluttering slightly.

His gaze was as cold as polar ice as he looked down at the right side of the area, which had turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Brother Biao's mutilated corpse lay in a pool of blood, the tyrannical scales still showing signs of transformation. Inside his chest cavity, torn apart by chains of fire, his internal organs had been charred into black fragments.

No one spoke!

Everyone was stunned by what they saw!
"very good!"

Mengde nodded.

"Starting today, the Royal Dragon Base will be under wartime control."

"Everyone must undergo military training and be ready for combat at any time!"

He turned to leave, but then suddenly stopped.

"Oh, right, clean up these bodies."

"I don't like dirty and messy environments!!!"

When Meng De's figure disappeared at the parking lot exit, the crowd on the left seemed to wake up from a dream and began to move.

Some people sobbed softly, some prayed silently, but most people numbly carried out the orders.

They knew that from this moment on, Dragon Island would usher in a new era—an era forged in iron and blood.

Meanwhile, on the balcony of Villa No. 1 in the distance, Jiayi and Liu Ruyun quietly watched all of this.

Their faces showed no fear, only deep worry.

What kind of person will he become?

Jiayi asked softly.

Liu Ruyun shook her head.

"do not know."

"But in this apocalypse, perhaps only people like this can lead us to survive."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Dragon Island, making the blood even more glaring.

The red mist in the distance continued to churn, as if waiting for something.

Mengde stood at the highest point of the villa, his golden pupils reflecting the apocalyptic scene.

"The real apocalypse has only just begun," he murmured to himself, his voice fading into the blood-stained wind.

As Mengde's figure disappeared at the end of the passage.

The blood-red setting sun spread across the sky like a festering wound, and suddenly a crisp sound like bones breaking came from the leaden clouds.

A crow landed on Brother Biao's bulging eyeball.

The pecking motion caused his cloudy eyes to shift slightly, as if he were still staring at the blood-red sunset.

The pupils reflected the cracking sky—deep within the fissures, countless pale arms were tearing apart the folds of the heavens.

It seems to be foreshadowing an even more brutal future, an impending apocalypse.
Jiayi and the others also seemed to have been affected to some extent by this cleanup incident.

So much so that when Mengde returned to Villa No. 1, everyone looked rather pale.

They didn't seem to have recovered from what had just happened.

As soon as he entered, three trembling figures rushed forward at the same time.

She threw herself into his arms, seeking his comfort!
"Honey, that's scary!"

Wang Yuyan gripped his sleeve tightly, her fingertips icy cold, her voice trembling with tears.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and there were still wet tears on her eyelashes. She shrank into his arms like a frightened little animal.

Xiao Yao's face was deathly pale, and her lips trembled slightly.

"Waaaaah~~~ Brother-in-law, I'm scared~~~"

Her voice was much higher than usual, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, and her eyes darting nervously to the window, as if afraid that something terrible might suddenly jump out of the darkness.

"Yeah! The gunshots were so loud, it was terrifying!"

The Japanese beauty queen, Xiao Meibo, hugged Mengde's arm tightly, tears streaming down her face, her voice soft and filled with grievance.

"Onii-chan (older brother), you really scared Minami just now, waaaaaah~~~"

She looked up, her nose red, and her usually cheerful eyes were now filled with fear. She wanted to curl up and hide behind him.

Meng De could feel that their bodies were trembling slightly, clearly they were quite frightened by the commotion just now.

He sighed, reached out and ruffled Yu Yan's hair, then put his arm around Xiao Yao's shoulder.

Finally, he whispered words of comfort to the three women.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Wang Yuyan, Chen Jiayao, and Shiina Minami are the three most timid women (or children) in Villa No. 1.

But there's nothing we can do!
That's just how they are, given their age.

I have never seen such a large-scale killing scene before.

It's normal to be scared!

Mengde offered his consolation, and that was that!

To Mengde's dismay, Cheng Ying, the widow, also came forward.

She kept snuggling into his arms.

There's also Da Mi Mi and the amazing secretary Fei Er.

The three women also pretended to be afraid.

He seemed to have been greatly frightened.

"Honey, I'm scared~~~"

"Honey, you absolutely have to protect me."

"She's the most timid person, you know."

Mengde, who already knew them inside and out, was naturally very clear about the three women's intentions.

This is clearly taking advantage of him.

Mengde originally intended to give him a stern reprimand.

However, Cheng Ying's next move made him pause in surprise.

"Honey, touch me here."

"Were you so frightened that you grew bigger?"

Meng De watched as the woman grabbed his hand and tried to grab it towards her two private parts, looking utterly speechless.
(End of this chapter)