Power of Money novel Chapter 1239

Peng!

After Jason killed the last guard, he stepped into the cabin. What came into sight was darkness.

The temperature in the cargo bay dropped to the lowest point.

Jason even suspected that the stone was in the cabin, but the blood in his body did not move. He took a deep breath and walked into the darkness.

There were a total of 13 transformed people from different families standing at the entrance.

They were all fully armed and ready to fight.

Even Jason spent a lot of effort to get rid of them all.

And he got a shot in his left arm.

Jason covered his arm with his hand, and blood was flowing through the gaps between his fingers.

Wang Meng must have encountered an uncontrollable situation when he took away the meteorite fragments. Perhaps there were surveillance cameras or sensors around the meteorite. When someone approached, the alarm on the ship rang. They could only take the things away, otherwise, there would be no chance for them to take them away.

That was Jason's consideration.

It was also the only thing trustworthy at the

moment.

Otherwise, this meteorite didn't play a big role for Wang Meng. There was one in his hand that could meet his physical needs. It was meaningless to betray him and take another one.

Holding his breath, Jason listened carefully to the movements in the darkness.

Then, he moved.

In the darkness, Jason suddenly put forth his strength in his legs and his body movement was improved dramatically. He instantly disappeared, took several steps out, and instantly broke the neck of the lurking agent hidden in the darkness.

Then, with another side flash, he appeared on the other side, raised his hand, and killed a lurking person who was lifting the wooden storage.

He was like a god of death wandering in the dark, madly collecting the lives of enemies lurking in the dark.

Until the red dots swept over him, Jason gently spat out and stood firm. He whispered, "Nangong Feng, how long do you plan to hide?"

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Along with the sound of clapping hands, beams of light began to light up in the dark cabin. All of them hit Jason. The footsteps were everywhere, and black shadows came out one after another. Everyone was holding an infrared shotgun in their hands. The red lines representing the trajectory of bullets were all pointed at Jason. Each point was directly hit in the vital point.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Qin."

Yunnan Feng walked out of the crowd, looking at Jason, who was surrounded in the middle, and laughed.

"It's really you." Seeing that Yunnan Feng took the initiative to show up, Jason raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that he was not surprised.