Chapter 22 Devil’s Club Membership Card
The crow said, fluttering its wings and getting ready to leave:
“Okay, that’s it.
I like you. , so I will say a few nice words for you in front of the master."
Su Yutang said quickly:
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment."
The crow stood at the window and turned to look at Su Yutang in confusion.
Su Yutang took off the million-dollar bracelet and handed it to the crow:
"Your Majesty, please accept it for your kindness."
The crow looked at Su Yutang more and more. The more pleasing to the eye.
Su Yutang continued:
“It’s my birthday in two days, and the banquet will be held at the Nanhai International Exhibition Hall.
If Your Majesty can attend, it will be a great honor for Yutang!”
Su Yutang's birthday party is not just to celebrate his birthday, but to use his birthday to deepen relationships with all partners.
That's what Su Yutang said when he invited Crow to attend the birthday party.
She knew that His Majesty the Black Dragon would not attend her mortal business banquet, so she had no hope at all.
But whether your Majesty comes or not is one thing, and whether or not you invite yourself is another thing.
If you don’t shout when others don’t come, you are ignorant.
This is the way of the business world. She doesn’t know if it can work on extraordinary people.
Anyway, it’s not surprising that there are so many people!
As for whether to invite Lord Death, she didn't have the guts.
The crow glanced at Su Yutang, said nothing, and flapped its wings to leave.
After the crow left, Su Yutang's brain began to work rapidly.
The corpse that the God of Death wants is definitely not an ordinary corpse.
The most ferocious, the most evil, did something happen in the prison?
Is there a special corpse of a death row prisoner in the prison that the God of Death wants?
Su Yutang made a call:
"Warden Sun, excuse me."
. . . . .
Nanhai, in a villa on the mountainside.
In the living room with a strong atmosphere of art and luxury, Rattle was leaning on the table, playing with some pieces of paper on his cheeks.
Moving to a new home is a very happy thing.
On the next floor, she could only sleep in the living room.
Now that she has her own room, she can't be happy.
The capitalist Li Yang can only be blamed for all the reasons!
Raising the bell longingly glanced at Li Yang who was sitting on the sofa watching TV:
"Li Yang, can I read on the tablet?
Today is the decisive battle between Erzhuzi and his brother."
Li Yang didn’t even look back:
“No need to look, his brother is dead.”
Rattle looked at Li Yang in disbelief.
My big eyes gradually became foggy.
Hit Nissan and die? ? ?
Li Yang continued:
"You make the membership card, and I will return the tablet to you."
The membership card Li Yang wanted was definitely not an ordinary membership card.
The membership card he wants must be invulnerable to water and fire and will not be easily torn or destroyed.
Only demons can see the patterns and writing on the membership card.
The membership card is an invitation to the Devil's Club and a status symbol for the Devils. It must be both tough and secretive.
Only the black witchcraft of [Black Witch] can make such a card.
Raising the bell, she wiped her tears in grievance, her little hands kept changing gestures, and used black magic to make the card Li Yang wanted.
She regretted that she did not practice well.
It is really difficult for her to make this kind of card with only one level of mental power.
This kind of card is already a treasure and an extraordinary item to ordinary people.
Li Yang ignored the rattle and tapped the sofa with his fingers, obviously thinking about something.
He wants to turn the Emperor Nightclub into a devil's club. He needs someone to be the boss of the Emperor Nightclub and Zhu Dajun's boss.
In the future, it will not only be the Emperor Nightclub, but also various industries, all of which need someone to stand on the bright side. The rattle, the crow, and the black dog, these three will definitely not work.
Because these three are not human beings and have no legal status in the human world.
As for yourself?
Just be patient if you can.
Those bosses in the human world are no longer legal persons. Why does he, the God of Death, stupidly act like a legal person?
It is urgent to have a human being as an apostle.
This person should not be too conspicuous yet.
"How about finding a living dead as a puppet?" Li Yang thought and asked the rattle:
"Have you found the people I asked you to find?"
Li Yang once asked Rao Ling to find some lonely and widowed people who were dying, turn them into living dead, and establish a cleaner system to erase the traces of demons.
Ring Ling turned his head and wiped his tears as he said:
"We found them. They are all in every corner of the South China Sea. They have no money to treat their illnesses and are waiting to die at home. I will write you the address in a moment. .”
Li Yang was silent.
He needs a human apostle now.
The people the bell is talking about are distributed in every corner of the South China Sea. You can choose them one by one.
How about going to the hospital to try your luck?
There are too many people suffering from illness in the hospital. What if someone is suitable to be my apostle?
My apostles are not necessarily like the pure ones, they are all lonely people.
As long as the social status is not obvious, the ability is outstanding, and there are not many relatives and friends around, it is not easy to expose the devil's identity, then it is quite suitable.
. . . . . .
The next day, the First Affiliated Hospital of Nanhai Medical University.
The ambulance stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Several nurses and doctors quickly put the patient on the stretcher and ran quickly towards the emergency room.
They are racing against death.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! There are people with severe burns!"
The nurse shouted at the top of her lungs as she ran.
Recently, a severe influenza has appeared in the South China Sea, and the emergency room of the hospital is almost full.
Finally the stretcher was pushed to the emergency room.
The director of surgery looked at the man on the stretcher solemnly:
"Heart test, heart protection, hurry!"
The man's injury was treated urgently in the ambulance.
All the clothes on his body were taken off, revealing his scarlet color.
Some of the clothes were stuck to the flesh and could only be cut off a little with scissors.
At this level, the outcome has been decided, and he doesn’t have long left.
Preliminary treatment for burns of this degree is the most important. Even though the man's chances were slim, the director of surgery still dealt with it calmly.
Even if he can't be saved, I hope he can go there comfortably.
"Regret... I regret..." The man murmured painfully.
The director of surgery quickly asked:
“What did you say?”
The man said intermittently:
"I should run, I could have run, I shouldn't have saved her, but I saw a little girl there, and I couldn't help it."
He I passed by a store at noon and there was an explosion in that store.
He used his body to protect the little girl next to him, but he was heavily splashed with kerosene.
The director of surgery stood in awe:
"You saved people, you are great!"
The man groaned in pain:
"Ha-uh-, I'm not great at all. I want to get married. I will get married tomorrow. Married."
The director of surgery frowned:
"Where is the bride tomorrow?"
The man began to breathe weakly:
"She is at the airport. I was supposed to pick her up. How could this happen? Why didn't I run."
The eyes of the nurse present were red.
Tomorrow is the most handsome day of his life. In order to save an unrelated little girl, he ended up like this.
This is a hero, but why do heroes only have glory but no rewards?
The director of surgery knew that the man could not be saved, so he increased the amount of cardiotonic medicine and said:
"The bride will be here soon, let's go find her."
(End of this chapter)