Chapter 16 Promise of huge profits, black and red evil spirits
Enter the Maybach.
Detective Mo endured it for a long time.
Finally he asked: "Master, Taoist Priest, do you think we can deal with the evil spirit behind this hotel?"
To be honest, he felt very unsure.
It was Su Ming's supernatural power pie that was too sweet.
In addition, he has indeed shown extraordinary abilities, especially in intelligence, and can be called a prophet.
Only then did he and Aqiang be willing to take a gamble with him and reach this level.
If the bet wins, everyone is naturally happy.
But if you lose the bet, you will probably receive the box lunch directly.
Therefore, he wanted to seek some more certainty from the two experts.
Taoist Priest Jueming stroked a rusty iron sword and said, "I don't know."
Detective Mo: "Don't know?"
Taoist Master Jueming: "Whether you can handle it or not, you can only know after trying it."
"According to what you said, this evil spirit is obviously not an easy person. God knows what methods the other party will use."
"But when doing good deeds, don't worry about the future. We just try our best. Even if we fail, we still try our best."
Detective Mo: "You are really enlightened."
He's a little nervous.
At first, I saw that the Taoist priest was as steady as a mountain, and I thought that the other party was very sure that he could succeed.
Unexpectedly, this person came here to save his life.
Sun Desheng was also a little defensive, his eyes widened: "No, Master Dao, you are not sure about this job?"
"I joined the gang because I saw you were there!"
Although he lives in seclusion in the canteen, he also knows the strength of Taoist Master Jueming.
In this Dharma-ending era, these people can definitely be regarded as some of the most profoundly cultivated people in the world today.
Unexpectedly, I wasn’t even sure about the other party!
Sun Desheng couldn't help complaining: "I knew that this million was not so easy to get. Co-authoring is my life-paying money!"
He looked out the window and had the idea of running away.
But after all, he did not jump out of the car midway, but said: "No! If you want to do this kind of life-threatening business, you have to pay me the balance first."
"Otherwise, if I die, I won't be able to get the money, and I will have to die unjustly."
"When the time comes, my nephew will see that his uncle left him one million, and he will have to pay tribute on my grave during the holidays."
Detective Mo directly agreed to this matter. For him, the most important thing now is to win this battle.
If you lose, it won't matter how many million you have in your hand.
A few minutes later, Sun Desheng felt relieved when he saw the text message that the money was transferred to the card.
Sun Desheng: "The boss is so refreshing. I didn't expect that our old Sun could still make such a big sum of money."
Detective Mo: "When you get to the place, please use all your skills in pressing the box."
"You know, we must win. If we lose, there will be nothing."
Sun Desheng nodded: "It must be true. We have made a clear decision. It is better to die than to live. Who doesn't want to live a few more years if he can live a few more years."
Detective Mo continued: "When the matter is completed, we also want to hire you, Master, and Taoist priest to serve as senior special advisors to our company."
"The salary is guaranteed to be 300,000 yuan a year, and there will also be various commissions and benefits. We can discuss this in detail later."
Sun Desheng's eyes lit up: "Is this true?"
Three hundred thousand a year!
Still guaranteed.
Isn't this equivalent to making a thousand yuan a day?
With such a high salary, what kind of fairy job must it be!
Detective Mo: "Of course it's true. For people as capable as you two, three hundred thousand a year is really not much."
Taoist Priest Jueming was not very interested in this: "I don't need to, Pindao is not too obsessed with money."
Sun Desheng was completely excited and felt that his future with money was bright.
The subjective initiative was fully stimulated.
Now his mind is already frantically thinking about how to completely kill the evil spirit blocking his way to make money.
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On the Great Northern Ocean.
A luxury cruise ship is sailing.
The cruise ship is fully equipped with various entertainment facilities.
Rich people who want to have some fun gather together.
Spend their happy time.
In order to ensure the safety of the ship and the wealthy people, the cruise ship is also equipped with many modern weapons such as machine guns, artillery, and torpedoes.
The sailors and security personnel on the cruise ship have all received professional-level training.
Generally speaking, there would be no blind pirates to deal with a luxury cruise ship of this level.
However, this day.
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The sailors on the deck observed a black-red mist coming from the distant sea.
"What is that? Is it fog?"
"It's strange. I haven't seen fog of this color after being at sea for so long."
"There's something weird! Go and notify the captain!"
"Ah, is it necessary? It's just colored fog, maybe it's air pollution or something..."
Even so, two sailors still ran over to inform the captain.
The captain went to inform the captain again.
The captain was helpless when faced with this situation.
Turn away from this weirdness?
It's too late.
They could only watch helplessly as the black-red mist swallowed up the entire cruise ship.
In the blink of an eye, all the cabins in the cruise ship were swallowed up by black and red mist.
There is an erratic black and red evil spirit, flickering in the space inside the cabin, harvesting the lives on the cruise ship.
Screams and wails continued.
Until everyone on the cruise ship was killed.
All that was left on the cruise ship were pieces of clothing wrapped around bones.
Eerie sounds echoed in the air.
"It's really boring..."
"These human flesh and blood can no longer make me stronger."
"I hope that little guy who called me can bring me a little surprise."
The black and red mist continued to move in the original direction.
Only a dilapidated luxury cruise ship was left floating on the sea.
The above scenes are all broadcast on the big screen of the thriller theater.
The players in the theater were quite shocked.
"Is this the mastermind behind the Hotel of the Past? He's too powerful!"
"Indeed, killing a whole cruise ship is as easy as drinking water."
"For such a strong BOSS, let alone a newcomer, even an experienced player who has experienced ten games will not be his opponent!"
"It's all that [game nerd] who is crazy about dying, otherwise this background-level evil spirit wouldn't be alarmed."
"Those players who died were so miserable. I'm afraid they still don't know who killed them."
"Indeed, there was a lucky player who might have survived, but now the team is destined to be destroyed."
At this time, the thriller game betting project appeared again.
[Movie Viewing Betting (Item 10): How many players will survive in this thrilling copy? (Betting countdown: 59 seconds)]
[Please choose: 1. No survivors (odds 3 times), 2. 1 person (odds 3 times), 3. 2 people (odds 3 times), 4. 3 people (odds 4 times) 5. 4 people (odds 5 times) 6, 5 people (odds 7 times)...】
(End of chapter)