Game of Gods

After walking through the long street, Yuan Chenfei came to Xiangyuan Community.

This is his home.

But Yuan Chenfei didn't come here to go home, but to go to the supermarket downstairs of his house.

The supermarket downstairs is still open at the moment, but the supermarket is basically empty.

The advent of the gods has brought great panic to the public, and the energy decline has brought the entire society to a standstill, thus triggering a wave of panic buying.

Three days have passed, and almost all supermarkets in various regions have been snapped up, but no replenishment has come. The factory is no longer producing, and the transportation has also been paralyzed. It is no wonder that there is no stagnation.

In fact, this situation will get better in a short time, because people find that the food and drinking water they need are provided in the high tower area, and energy can also be obtained through crystal coins. Material resources will not be an obstacle that drags down this society, and disorder is the biggest trouble in the new world.

But before this, people didn't know this.

The lack of supplies further ignited the panic of the people, coupled with the chaos of law and order, it further triggered social turmoil, which led to the scene when Yuan Chen flew over.

In addition to this, there is another obvious phenomenon, which is the soaring prices caused by the lack of materials.

In just three days, prices have risen twenty-fold.

In this way, there are still many people who cannot buy things.

Yuan Chen flew over to do business with the supermarket owner.

The owner of the supermarket is Yuan Han, who is also a resident of the community. Because they are neighbors upstairs and downstairs, they are familiar with each other.

So Yuan Chenfei was not polite to him, and when he met him, he said directly: "I have some goods, will the supermarket accept it?"

"Accept, why don't you accept it?" Yuan Han was already worried about the source of goods.

When selling goods, I was happy to sell them, but I didn't expect that they would be out of stock. The result is that there is a lot of banknotes in the hand, and there is no place to buy them.

Although it is chaotic now, even the most chaotic place has order.

In wars like Somalia and Syria, there are still hawkers trading, but the gods have descended. It’s not the end of the world yet. You have to do business, otherwise how can you eat.

Of course, things are changing, and so are the ways of doing business.

Many things are going up in value, and many things are going down in value.

For example, money is becoming less and less valuable, so Yuan Han is anxious with a lot of banknotes.

Now that someone is willing to exchange goods for money, it is naturally the best.

"The goods are at my house, not many, here is the list." Yuan Chenfei handed over a note.

Yuan Han glanced at it, although it wasn't too much, it was okay.

He asked: "Twenty boxes of instant noodles, ten boxes of eight-treasure porridge, and five hundred catties of rice. Rice is worth a lot now. Ten boxes of snacks... ten boxes of milk. I said buddy, where did you get all these things?"

"Stop talking nonsense, give me a price." Yuan Chenfei said.

Naturally, he bought these goods and hoarded them before the coming of the gods, and he just waited to sell them now.

Yuan Han made some calculations and said, "How about I give you two hundred thousand for these goods?"

Yuan Chenfei pouted: "Get out."

Yuan Han was anxious: "Hey, why are you like this? Your goods cost less than 10,000 yuan three days ago, so why don't I give you 200,000 yuan now?"

"Three days ago, you didn't need to ask me to buy the goods." Yuan Chenfei replied: "Go to the market and see if there are any goods for sale now? All food is gone. That is, right now, everyone still has some food in stock. Believe it or not, let's wait." After a period of time, the food reserves are exhausted, and everyone has to go to the streets to grab food? Money? At that time, it will be waste paper!"

Yuan Han didn't expect Yuan Chenfei to say that, and immediately became embarrassed: "Brother understands quite well, then you still ask me to sell goods."

Yuan Chenfei said: "You don't need to worry about it. The price is 1.2 million, will you sell it or not?"

"Are you stealing money?" Yuan Han jumped up.

Yuan Chenfei sighed and shook his head: "Forget it if you don't want it, there are people rushing to ask for it."

"Don't, don't!" Yuan Han hurriedly said, "Can't we discuss it again?"

Yuan Chenfei shook his head resolutely.

He did not cheat Yuan Han.

Although there will be no shortage of food in the future, money will continue to depreciate.

Because people will use white crystals as currency, it won't be long before the banknotes issued by the government will completely lose their circulation meaning.

Selling grain to him now is really giving him a hand, and it also saves him from pinching the money until it becomes waste paper in the end.

But Yuan Han obviously hasn't completely given up yet.

After repeated discussions to no avail, Yuan Han finally paid 300,000 yuan for the goods, but he didn't dare to buy them all.

Yuan Chenfei also followed him, went to several supermarkets, sold all the remaining goods, and then left.

Leaving the community, Yuan Chen flew to Zhongdu Bridge.

Zhongdu Bridge is located in the west of the city, where Yuan Chenfei borrowed the usury loan.

Yes, he sold the goods to repay the usury loan he borrowed earlier.

Coming to those loan sharks, Yuan Chenfei entered.

"Huh? Is it you?" The loan shark called Brother Biao, and he still remembered Yuan Chenfei.

"I'm here to repay the loan." Yuan Chenfei said.

At the beginning, it was agreed to borrow for a week, but the time limit for repaying the loan was actually at night, but Yuan Chenfei didn't care anymore.

He came directly with cash, and threw the bag in front of the other party. Yuan Chenfei said, "One million, take some."

Yuan Chenfei borrowed 1 million, but when he actually gave it to him, it was only 950,000, because there was 50,000 as interest, so it was deducted first.

One week, 50,000 interest, it can be said that it is not ruthless. In fact, the more ruthless is yet to come. After entering the extension, the daily interest rate is 5 points, and the interest rate is reduced, and a multi-millionaire can bankrupt you.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Brother Biao was not interested in Yuan Chenfei's timely repayment of the money.

Not only that, but even a little dissatisfied.

Just looking at the black bag, Brother Biao said, "One million? What are you kidding me about?"

Yuan Chenfei remained expressionless: "Brother Biao, what do you mean by this? We have agreed to borrow for one week, and the interest will be 50,000, which will be deducted first when borrowing. If the repayment is one million within a week, the matter will be settled."

"That's what you said, but why don't you say that one million a week ago is not the same fucking thing as one million now? When I lent you money, one million can buy a set of 40 square meters room. Now? I can’t even afford a toilet!”

Yuan Chenfei smiled: "But what does this have to do with me? Don't you lend me the money, and the money will appreciate in value if you put it in your own hands?"

Brother Biao immediately said: "Then can it be the same thing? If it depreciates in my hands, I am happy. But if it depreciates in your hands, you have to pay me back."

Yuan Chenfei was also conquered by his powerful logic, he laughed and said, "This is the first time I've heard that repayment is not based on interest, but on inflation."

Brother Biao tapped his fingers on the countertop, making a crisp sound: "If you are here, you have to abide by my rules."

Immediately, a younger brother stepped forward: "Boy, be sensible, Brother Biao is a professional."

professional?

Yuan Chenfei looked at Brother Biao.

There are props that can tell the identity and level of a professional, but they haven't appeared yet, so if you don't talk about some things, no one really knows.

But having said that, gangsters are often the most sensitive to such things.

Can it be strong if it is stained with blood? I like to do this.

Therefore, in many doomsday novels, the doomsday is coming, darkness is raging, and human nature is corrupt, which is not completely unreasonable.

In addition to the tragedy caused by the environment of the times, there is another very important factor that in such an era, the more evil, the stronger.

Is Brother Biao a professional?

Yuan Chenfei didn't know, and didn't care.

He said indifferently: "Professionals, right? Now that you know how to adapt to the new environment, you shouldn't waste time in this kind of place."

Brother Biao curled his lips: "Stop fucking nonsense, and pay another eight million. You pass the test, otherwise, it will be calculated according to the interest later."

"What if I don't give it?" Yuan Chenfei asked.

Brother Biao shook his head: "Then keep one hand first."

"One hand?" Yuan Chenfei thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay!"

With the good word out, swipe!

The knife flashed.

Then blood sprayed up, accompanied by a shrill hiss.

Brother Biao held his wrists and screamed.

One of his hands was severed.

"My hand! My hand!" Brother Biao screamed loudly.

This scene frightened the others half to death, and they all backed away, looking at Yuan Chenfei like a ghost.

Yuan Chenfei stood there motionless holding the knife, watching Brother Biao's severed hand.

It seemed that he was still not satisfied, and it also scared everyone.

In fact, they didn't know that Yuan Chenfei was not dissatisfied, but trying to adapt.

If you touch his chest at this time, you will find that Yuan Chenfei's heart is beating very hard.

He is very nervous.

Anyway, this is the first time he's taken a shot at someone.

Thousands of animals have been killed, but it is the first time for humans.

The old morality and law will not disappear in three days. The old order still binds him, preventing him from ignoring the law.

But he had to.

He knows what the future will be like, and he has to work hard to adapt.

So he stared at Brother Biao's severed hand, calming down his mood.

Ren's heart is turbulent, but the surface is calm.

It took a while for Yuan Chenfei to get out of his hurtful emotions.

With a knife in his hand, he wiped off the blood stains with Biao's clothes.

The movement is slow, but steady.

Then he said: "The hand has been given to you, is the account settled?"

"It's cleared, it's cleared, it's cleared!" Brother Biao was sweating and nodded in pain.

Yuan Chenfei backed away.

He walked a few steps towards the door, seemed to think of something, stopped suddenly, and just stood there without going away.

He just stood there, thinking quietly.

After a moment he said:

"I always feel that it's not a good thing to keep the tiger's legacy like this... It's better to get rid of the evil and eliminate the roots."

Finished speaking.

Turn around and take out the knife!

brush!