Fan Mang drove his F150 to the side of the San Francisco Police Department. Turning on the alien radar, he frowned.

There are no aliens, at least not the kind of alien prophet he thought. Earthlings, are there really prophets?

Before he could go inside, thinking about how to chat with the self-proclaimed prophet, he saw a car drive out from the police station, and in the back seat of the car sat the figure on the TV.

The self-proclaimed prophet was taken away? Is it the political axe here, or the military?

Fan Mang turned the square plate to keep up, there was still plenty of time.

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Hannibal Chow, a black market businessman, has always been entrenched in California. He had done many profitable businesses on the black market before, but he suddenly found a more profitable one.

There is only such a monster in the world. If you can divide the monster and sell its bones to different buyers, it will definitely be sold for sky-high prices.

Whether it is those scientific research institutions, pharmaceutical companies, or any wealthy private collectors, the price given by each will not be low. This thing is a seller's market, not afraid of expensive.

The premise is that he has to get the corpse first.

At present, the corpse has been taken away by the military, but who said that there is no one in the military?

The corpse was originally mutilated, and it was bombed by missiles, so it is reasonable that some parts are missing?

Now there are rumors on the Internet that there is more than one monster, so he must hurry up and sell the bones of the monster first. Once it really increases, it's worthless.

There is a man who claims to be a prophet. He is currently under the control of the San Francisco Police Department. Hannibal intends to control the other party first. Since he is a prophet, he can definitely predict when the next monster will appear, right?

With this news, he can also sell at a high price. You can also cooperate with the military and get some monster corpses to make money.

Through friends at the police station, Hannibal soon met the guy who claimed to be a prophet. Looking at the appearance, the beard is very long, and there is some madness in his eyes, is it true?

"I'm Hannibal Zhou, someone who can save you. You say that you are a prophet, predicting the end of the day, and by yourself, you have delayed the disaster?"

The bearded man raised his head arrogantly and looked at Hannibal with contempt: "Of course. If it weren't for me, the end would have come earlier. This time the monster appeared, I used my great power to kill the monster, you won't I really thought that such a big guy was taken by a small fighter missile, right?"

Hannibal's pupils shrank, and the news he got was that when the fighter attacked, the monster might have been killed. It is not known who it is, but the fatal wound in the monster's mouth is definitely not the fault of the missile.

"You mean monsters will still appear? Can you predict the specific address and time? If you can, I will take you away and give you unimaginable wealth."

"Of course I can!" Bearded slowly raised a hand, "I will kill monsters again to protect our earth."

Hannibal's eyes lit up: "Okay, let's work together."

Ten minutes later, Bearded got into Hannibal's car and left the police station together. Looking back, it can be said that Big Beard is a rumor and has been imprisoned. As for whether everyone believes it or not, he doesn't care.

The car drove to his manor in the suburbs. Hannibal got out of the car with Beard, waved, and asked the bodyguards to patrol. He wanted to have a good talk with Beard.

Arriving near the suburban manor, Fan Mang parked the car and directly collected the space, then moved his body and disappeared with a swish.

Hannibal was testing the beard when he suddenly saw a dark shadow in the window. He instinctively took out the revolver from his arms, but before taking aim, he found that the revolver in his hand was gone.

An Asian is holding his revolver, aiming at his head. How did this Asian come in? With so many bodyguards outside, no one noticed? !

"What are you doing? If you ask for money, tell me the amount, and I won't bargain. If someone hires you to kill me, I'll give you double, as long as you give me an account and let me make a call." Calmly, You must be calm at this time.

Fan Mang sat on the sofa: "Shut up, I'll come to him."

The bearded body was shaking constantly. This man was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly just now.

"I heard that you are a prophet? So do you predict that I will come? It's better to tell the truth, don't let me use some unconventional means, you will definitely regret it."

"I, I'm not a prophet, I just want to cheat some money. I saw that many people on the Internet were afraid, and they came forward and said that the post was made by me. In fact, it was not me, I just forwarded it first."

"What I said was true. I went bankrupt, owed the bank a lot of money, and the house was taken away. I just wanted to get some money."

Fan Mang was leaning on the sofa, he was actually a liar, which made him still very nervous. I thought that in this world, there were also real prophets.

Hearing what the bearded man said, Hannibal's heart was cold and cold. I used so many connections to get you out, but I turned out to be a liar!

"This gentleman~lightnovelpub.net~ You can take him away, and I can send someone to take you out. Is it not my business?"

Fan Mang looked at Hannibal: "You took him out of the police station. You can handle such a big impact. It seems that you have a lot of energy?"

"What do you want me to do, sir, just say it." Hannibal looked at the muzzle of the gun in Fan Mang's hand, I might as well not bring a gun, at least now I can call the bodyguard to come in and save me.

"It's nothing, just show you a magic trick." Fan Mang put on his sunglasses and took out a memory eraser.

Neither of those two knew what Fan Mang meant. You broke in and pointed a gun at us just to show us your magic trick?

A strong light flashed, Fan Mang took off his sunglasses: "The monster is not extinct, it will appear again in the Pacific Ocean, and ordinary missiles are useless at all. The people behind you told you that this news must be announced as soon as possible."

Following the window, Fan Mang jumped out, it was time to go back.

A bodyguard looked at his companion: "Did you see a shadow just now? It seemed like there was one a few minutes ago."

The companion pouted: "It's still dark, who are you frightening? The yard is so big, I can't see any dark shadows? Can the dark shadows run out dozens of meters in a second?"

Of course, not dozens of meters per second, but hundreds of meters per second.

Hannibal's eyes returned to clarity, and the monster would really appear. The boss asked him to announce the news. Although I don't understand why the boss decides this way, he has to implement it.

He grabbed the phone and dialed a number: "Let people repost the post that the monster is not extinct. I want everyone to know about it!"

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