Rebirth at the end of the world: I report to the country!

Chapter 38 38· “You said that I, an Eagle Flying Man, violated the laws of the East by flying Eagle?”

"From the East..."

Before he finished speaking, Boggs closed his mouth.

His pupils were shaking, and he regretted that he was silent while speaking quickly. He turned his head, and he didn't even dare to look at the man again.

What kind of psychosis have you got? Say such things!
  "Hahahahahaha——" As expected, the man opposite laughed heartily and almost pointed at Boggs' nose with one hand:
  "Little white ghost, do you know where you are now? We are flying eagles! Hahaha——"

"Flying eagle! Flying eagle!"

"You are in Feiying's territory and you say you must abide by the laws of our old enemy, the Eastern Kingdom. Oh, my God, you must be crazy."

"You still say that you are God and you came from hell, right? Hahahaha——"

"We, Flying Eagle, are not the Dongguo that stupidly restricts merchants! You don't know, right?"

"As a white person who prides himself on being superior to others, you haven't learned this knowledge, right?"

A series of questions made Boggs unable to hold his head up.

Of course Boggs knew.

"Like us at Feiying, we set the price ourselves, with complete freedom and in line with the laws of the market!"

This is a comment he typed himself!

Because he lowered his head, his vision was occupied by the 150-yuan can of yellow peach.

But it shouldn’t be so expensive! !
  Such a market is absolutely wrong!
  At this moment, perhaps because of the post he just read, Boggs subconsciously wanted to call the Price Bureau just like before.

This time he was not so stupid - because he remembered that Feiying did not have a price bureau.

The man in front of him was still deliberately mocking.

It seems that he wants to return all the discrimination he suffered before to Boggs.

Boggs clenched his fists and looked at the black man in front of him who was unabashedly mocking, with anger in his eyes.

"Shut up, profiteers! I go to other supermarkets to buy. I like the price increase, right? Then I can just stop buying it, right?"

"Hahaha, you are so cute." The man continued laughing, "Sweetheart, do you want to go and see what other supermarkets are doing right now?"

"Do you know where the rich man who bought my things is located? How far away is he? Why would such a person come to me to buy things?" The man's series of questions confused Boggs. .

"Isn't it because the places close to him are all sold out?"

Nowhere else? How can it be!

Isn't it us, the Flying Eagle, who is in crisis? What are you all doing in such a hurry?
  And most of the Flying Eagle people don’t even know that this kind of thing happened in Dongguo, right?

But the man's determined look convinced Boggs.

Moreover, since the man in front of me can package things and sell them for five times the original price...

So if the nearby supermarkets had it, wouldn't he have already bought it himself and resold it?
  Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is indeed the case, I am afraid it is true!
  Is this all I can do?

Boggs was a little reluctant.

and many more!

There is a way!

"You bought the machine according to the marked price, right? The tax you paid was calculated according to the original price, right? As long as I report you to the tax bureau, you will be finished! If you are willing to give me half of the things here, I will shut up immediately! "

Boggs, being a smart man who was superior to others, finally thought of a way to break the situation.

In Feiying, the Tax Bureau can be called the second secret service department.

Whether it's execution or deterrence, these are the departments where Flying Eagle ranks first.

In Feiying, tax evasion and tax evasion will be punished very horribly. No matter where you escape to the end of the world, the tax bureau will pursue you to the end.

After all, money is the root of capital. If you touch Feiying's taxes, you are touching Feiying's lifeblood.

In the early days of Flying Eagle, before poison was even released, taxes were required to buy and sell poison!

Under Feiying's laws, the penalty results are almost completely different between those who pay taxes and those who do not pay taxes!

But after hearing Boggs' threat, the man remained unmoved. He shook his head indifferently:
  "As long as I pay the taxes, the tax bureau only cares whether the money has been received. As long as it is received before arresting me, it doesn't matter.

You go and report it, but little white devil, I have already remembered your appearance and appearance. If you dare to report it, you'd better live with the police, otherwise watch your butt, it may not fart in the future. sound. "

"Some people like your skinned and tender flesh the best, and I don't hate it either, my little sweetheart."

"You——" He failed to threaten but was threatened instead. Coupled with the other party's deliberate disgust, Boggs was a little defensive and blushed.

He immediately wanted to call the autonomous committee in his area - Feiying's neighborhood committee-like organization, but he soon realized that this was also pointless.

Feiying's national conditions dictate that this kind of thing is reasonable.     When prices go up, they go up.

No one can interfere with the price determined by the market.

I can no longer change this fact.

"What are you, you little white guy, do you have any objections?" The man took a step forward and forced Boggs into the corner. The huge black body and the 90% chance of having body odor overwhelmed Boggs. gas.

"I'm not forcing you to buy it. I've already made enough money. The best you can do here is to give me a little extra. If you don't buy it, get out of here! I won't say it again!"

The man even grabbed Boggs' chin.

"Only a devil buys it!" Boggs gritted his teeth after being insulted both physically and mentally.

"Haha - you're wasting my time, then get out of here!" The man kicked Boggs on the butt.

Looking at the opponent's size, Boggs didn't dare to resist.

Boggs walked out of the supermarket in despair. A truck full of supplies had already started, carrying supplies full of supplies to their rich new owner.

The damn rich man actually bought everything and left nothing for himself!

Damn it!

And Boggs looked at the bag in his hand—it was just the bag, with nothing in it.

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! You sun on the beach! Lowly Nig!" Boggs turned to the supermarket and yelled.

The man soon walked out with a gloomy face.

Boggs immediately fled to his car and drove away.

"Damn rich people! Damn boss!" After walking some distance away, Boggs continued to curse.

The phone vibrated.

Boggs subconsciously unlocked and checked.

It's Twitter news.

[The user replied to your
  "Survival of the fittest is an absolute law. When there is a shortage of things, this law determines that people with more value, talent, and ability can buy enough materials, and people like you who support your east's methods are just people without value or talent. , It’s just waste of ability.

You losers like you deserve not to be able to buy anything.

You bought it, what about those strong people who really live meaningful lives?
  You, the Eastern Kingdom, are about to die, but if you have to protect the weak like you, I'm afraid you will die even faster! "information. 】

The reply content is:
  "Brother, you're right. You're laughing at me. The weak deserve to die. Dongguo is really ridiculous. Protecting the weak is weakening your own country."

"Material capital should be owned by the strong and the rich!"

"Don't you think about becoming a strong person? Think about protecting the weak?"

"What a stupid act!"

"like!"

Boggs was silent.

Incredibly silent.

He felt that he had fired a bullet into the air not long ago. The bullet was supposed to hit Dongfang, but at this moment it hit his forehead.

So... am I the loser?
  "FUCK!"

Boggs deleted his comments.

He glanced at the countdown he had set.

October [-], [-], Eastern Kingdom time, [-]:[-] minutes and [-] seconds at noon - there are still [-] seconds before Eastern Kingdom announces to the world the coming of the end of the world.

There were still two minutes and twenty-eight seconds before Boggs regretted not paying a high price for supplies.

　Small scenes are necessary. Readers say that the recent layout is too small. If it is a foreshadowing, there may indeed be such a problem.

　　But in fact, it is to see the big from the small.

　　And some of them are really necessary. For example, my roommate studying abroad will write about the evacuation scene.

　　The Qin family father and son also have their own meaning.

　　However, after the announcement, I will try my best to write it as big as possible.

　　Tomorrow's announcement alone should be a big event, so try to write it down as well as possible.

　　When the time comes, there will be more high-level writing on Migration, Threats and Counter-Threats, Sword Butterflies and Martyrs.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)