In this way, Mr. Zhou watched Qian Chuming being broken into two halves by the butcher, and then he threw it casually on the chopping board and started cutting. People passed by from time to time, but they seemed to be used to this kind of scene.
No one came forward to watch the excitement or said anything to stop it.
"Pa..." A crisp snap of fingers broke the tranquility around the shop. The shop disappeared and the surrounding area became brighter. The incandescent lamp above the head exuded a soft light.
"This...I..." Mr. Zhou looked around in shock, then touched his body. After feeling that he was fine, his heart dropped, and then he raised his arm and wiped his forehead.
He was sweating, and Qian Chuming, who was standing behind him, had already turned pale, as if he had lost his soul.
In a corner of the house, there was a writing desk, and behind the desk sat a man in his forties. The man had dark skin and average appearance. He was looking at Mr. Zhou and Mr. Zhou at the door with a smile.
"Haha, Mr. Zhou, I haven't seen you for many years, but your concentration is far worse than your master's," the black-faced man chuckled.
Hearing the man's voice, Mr. Zhou turned his head suspiciously and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Mr. He, you... Hey, I thought I went to hell, but I didn't expect this was all just a dream," Zhou Xian said with a big breath.
"Hey, hell is similar to this. I just want to show you. If you invite a ghost here, it will be like this in the future, just like what you just saw." Mr. He said with a meaningful smile.
Mr. Zhou sighed, "Things in the world are not going well, so why bother with hell."
"Haha... so brave. In that case, come with me." Mr. He laughed twice, then stood up and pointed to a corner of the house, where there was a wooden door.
Mr. Zhou turned around and patted Qian Chuming. The other person suddenly became alert, as if he had just woken up, but judging from his expression, he had seen everything just now.
"Lao Zhou, this is too evil. Let's leave quickly. I don't want to stay here anymore," Qian Chuming said in a low voice.
Seeing that his companion was backing down, Mr. Zhou couldn't help but frown and said, "Old Qian, you can't get out when you get in. That kid dislocated your arm. Don't you want to take revenge? There is still a balance of 800,000 yuan after the incident.
Don’t you want it anymore? If you don’t want it, then you can leave and I will take care of it all by myself.”
When Mr. Zhou said this, Mr. Qian showed a look of struggle. The so-called wealth is obtained through danger. Now that it is here, it can only be fought. Thinking of this, Qian Chuming nodded and said, "Okay, then I will accompany you crazy once."
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Mr. Zhou smiled and nodded, and then the two of them followed Mr. He into another room. That room looked a little dark. There were many porcelain figures in the room. These porcelain figures were in cute shapes, including boys.
There were girls, some old people, and couples' porcelain. Mr. Zhou knew that this was what he was looking for.
"Just take a look, there are prices on them, and the prices vary. There are also zombies, and the prices vary." As soon as Mr. He entered, he sat on a stool, then took out a cigarette and started smoking.
As Mr. Zhou and Qian Chuming walked, they looked at the porcelain figures. There were ghosts living in each porcelain figure. The price ranged from one million to tens of millions. Although it was expensive, it was a one-time investment. In the future,
The rewards are still huge.
"Mr. He, if there are any powerful ghosts, the best ones are those with strong grievances."
"A person with a lot of resentment?" Mr. He frowned and thought for a moment, "Yes, I am, but I'm afraid you won't be able to pay the price."
"Well, how much is it?"
"Twenty million," Mr. He gestured with two fingers.
"Twenty million is indeed a bit expensive." Mr. Zhou thought for a while, and then continued, "Can it be cheaper? My old ghost was killed by someone, and I want revenge. I'm afraid this ghost is too young and not powerful enough, or you can rent it
You can give it to me, and I’ll return it to you after I’m done with it.”
When Mr. He heard this, he couldn't help but sneer and said, "What are you doing here if you don't have money? I rent it to you, what do you think of my place? Just leave if you don't have money, don't waste my time."
After saying that, Mr. He was about to walk out, but he didn't want to be pulled by Mr. Zhou and said, "Mr. He, I'll buy it, 20 million is 20 million. I can raise enough by selling the house, as long as I can deal with that kid."
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Hearing this, Mr. He chuckled and said, "I have some courage. I, Mr. He, go to the underworld once to catch ghosts. It will waste a lot of time. Don't think that everything comes easily."
After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, he casually took a white tiger on his desk and said, "Ghost beasts are more powerful than ordinary evil spirits and are good at changing. You can take it."
"This..." Mr. Zhou looked at the white tiger in his hand and was speechless for a moment. What he wanted was an evil ghost. What could this ghost beast do?
Mr. He seemed to have noticed Mr. Zhou's doubts, and explained with a smile, "Don't think this is a ghost beast. He has been the tiger king for ten generations, and the evil energy on his body is several times stronger than the evil ghost. In order to catch him, I
They were all injured. You have to know that in this world, ghosts are not the only ones who can kill people. After death, beasts are even more powerful than humans."
"Can you change it to another one? Although this tiger is powerful, but..." Mr. Zhou stopped mid-sentence because he found that Mr. He was a little unhappy, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Okay, that's all."
"Well, I don't like others to bargain with me. Just take the things and leave. Just transfer the money to me. Also, don't play tricks with me. You should know what I am capable of."
"No, no, I'll call you right away when I get ready." Mr. Zhou nodded and said with a flattering expression on his face.
An hour later, Mr. Zhou and Qian Chuming walked out of the factory. At this time, they looked as if they had been seriously ill. They turned pale and had bloodshot eyes.
"Old Zhou, are you crazy? Where did you get the 20 million?" Qian Chuming scolded in a low voice.
Twenty million is indeed a huge number for little warlocks like them, but Mr. Zhou dares to bet that he wants to make 20 million in half a month with what he has on hand, so now he is thinking
Now, who should be used as the first test subject?
"Don't worry, we didn't have 20 million in the past, but with this, there is a way. Just find a rich family and put this thing in, and won't the money keep rolling in by then?"
"Hey, this thing can't be used now. Mr. He said that before the money was given, this thing was out of our control. Aren't you causing trouble for yourself?" Qian Chuming dissuaded.
"Don't worry, the old ghost was not under my control at the beginning. Let's go. It'll be fine." Mr. Zhou said confidently, then took out the white porcelain tiger and said with a smile, "It's more powerful than the evil ghost. I think it will be."
If I can't bite Xiao Yu to death in one go, it would be really difficult to do business at that time."
