"Oh, Director Yuan, when will the audition be tomorrow?"
"Around two o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Yun, may you be free?"
Yunfan thought about it, he had to go to Aisha to hold a mobilization meeting tomorrow.
So he said: "Change it to the day after tomorrow."
After all, he is an investor, so his words definitely carry weight.
Director Yuan didn't say much and smiled politely.
"Okay, then I'll tell the new actors and change it to auditions the day after tomorrow."
"Well, let's do this first."
I returned to the villa in the blink of an eye, after eating a dinner.
Yunfan sat on the sofa with a gold pipe in his mouth, looking at his mobile phone and waiting for "service"
The little girl has become accustomed to washing her feet with water.
Su Rui also walked down consciously.
"Brother landlord, here I come."
Yunfan put down his phone and smiled.
"Well, I won't let you do any rough work today, just give me a shoulder squeeze."
Hearing this, Su Rui nodded with a smile on her pretty face.
"Okay, landlord brother!"
When it came time to take off Yunfan's socks, the silly girl was a little unhappy.
"Tch, who do you think will do the rough work?"
Hearing this, Yun Fan smiled.
"What do you think?"
The stupid little girl also lost her temper after being punished, she secretly bit her silver teeth and said.
"I'm just asking"
I thought to myself, you bastard, just wait!
Soon Yunfan was enjoying a pedicure while enjoying a shoulder massage, not to mention how comfortable it was.
And it's the service of two beautiful women, so it's even more amazing.
Holding a gold pipe in his mouth and playing with his mobile phone, he was very leisurely.
Just when he was about to log in to King, a message suddenly came to WeChat.
If it was a WeChat message sent by someone else, he would read it unless it was genuine, but this time it was from Wang Xinrou.
"Hello, landlord!"
Seeing this information, Yunfan smiled unconsciously.
Then typed and said.
"Huh? Have you watched my live broadcast?"
Soon the other party continued to send messages.
"Yes, of course I have to pay attention to Douyin and Kuaishou Yige."
Judging from this information, Wang Xinrou is in a good mood.
So Yunfan smiled and typed.
"Okay, okay, by the way, how are you now?"
"I'm fine too. I'm preparing for the trial. I'll go find you after the lawsuit is over!"
After seeing this message, Yunfan continued typing.
"Okay, and I wish you all the best in this lawsuit!"
As soon as this message was sent, Wang Xinrou's reply came soon.
"Yes! Yunfan, wait for me, okay?"
"Huh? What?" Yunfan typed in confusion.
Five minutes later, Wang Xinrou's message came back with two messages again.
"Haha, guess what?. Expression/Gnarled smile"
"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. I have something else to talk about when we meet."
Just when Yunfan was about to type, an international news message suddenly popped up on his phone.
"The vice president of CY Company, a world-famous automobile group, received an invitation from the God of Death today!"
Seeing this news, Yunfan was stunned unconsciously.
"CY company?"
"Isn't this the company that Wang Xinrou is going to sue in this lawsuit?"
While Yun Fan was in a daze, the silly girl who was washing her feet with one hand took out her phone with the other hand and looked at it.
"Wow, no, the invitation from the God of Death has appeared again!"
Hearing this, Yunfan put down his phone and said.
"You know this too?"
"Halo, who doesn't know this? The hottest topic abroad right now is Death's invitation, okay?"
After finishing her words, the stupid girl said again.
"You don't even know that many people in the chicken game are now naming the invitation of the God of Death. It's super popular!"
Yunfan smiled and said nothing. He opened the news and read it carefully.
The general content is that Peter, the vice president of CY Group, found a death invitation taped on his back half an hour ago.
The time of death written above is 6 hours.
After reading the news, Yunfan glanced at the current time.
The time of death is also midnight!
"It's really scary. Who made this thing? It's so scary." Dai Xiaomei said after reading the news.
At this moment, Su Rui, who was pinching Yunfan's back, suddenly said.
"My dad once told me about this"
"Well, what did you say?"
"He said never mention these four words!"
Seeing the nervous expressions on both girls' faces, Yun Fan chuckled.
"Don't think so much. To put it bluntly, it's all man-made!"
The little sister Dai also nodded: "That being said, it is indeed very evil. It would be scary to think about receiving this invitation!
Normally, Yun Fan might be able to chat with them.
But now when he thinks of yesterday's magic mirror prophecy, Yun Fan feels a little uncomfortable.
Again, he is not afraid of being in danger because he has a life-saving card!
Just more to worry about the tenants here!
After washing his feet, Yunfan went directly back to his room to rest. Before going to bed, he also specifically inquired about some information about the invitation from the God of Death.
But there is no information available online at all.
It's a complete mystery!
A mystery that scares the world!
.......
Five hours passed in the blink of an eye, just when Yunfan and others were fast asleep.
Another small country in the world.
The sun was still shining brightly at this time.
In a long-abandoned building, some young men were standing or sitting.
If the camera is zoomed in.
You will see them either smoking cigarettes, eating snacks, or squatting on the ground playing with their mobile phones.
No one can understand why these young men are here.
"The instructor's instructions are here, we can take action!"
As a man wearing glasses finished speaking.
All the young people present put their hands into their arms at the same time, then took out various devil masks and put them on.
The moment when the mask is on their face!
A group of young people who were originally ordinary, at this moment, their bodies were filled with the strong smell of blood!
They are the executors of Death's invitation!
Mask organization!
Without the mask, they are just ordinary people. Once the mask is put on, they become Shura in the world!
Picture everything again!
In a huge and heavily fortified manor.
At this time, there were countless armed guards standing outside, with an average of one person every ten meters.
Inside the manor, in a spacious indoor swimming pool, there are also a group of professional bodyguards in suits standing around.
It would be no exaggeration to say that the defense of the entire manor is impregnable.
The vice president of CY Group is swimming leisurely in the swimming pool.
After a dive, Peter emerged from the water and chuckled: "I don't believe that this invitation from the God of Death can still come in!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Outside the manor, layers of thick white fog suddenly appeared!
The guards with guns were covered by the thick fog before they could react.
"Ahem..."
"What's going on?"
Just as they lowered their heads and coughed, black shadows penetrated the white mist.
At this moment!
The killing feast has begun!
A group of men wearing masks looked like bloodthirsty Shura in the white mist, with swords raised and dropped.
It only took just two minutes.
The white mist dissipated, and nearly a hundred guards outside the manor fell into a pool of blood.
Their killings were cruel and silent.
So much so that even in the swimming pool in the manor, Peter didn't know about it.
At this moment, a strange white mist suddenly rose around the swimming pool, extremely thick.
It's hard to tell when it was posted.
All you could hear was the sound of the machete slicing his throat, accompanied by blood dripping to the ground.
Two minutes later, all the bodyguards were lying in a pool of blood.
Only Peter, the vice president of CY Group, was still in the swimming pool, but at this time he was dumbfounded and looked terrified!
Because after the white fog in front of him dispersed.
A group of men wearing masks were standing there, some squatting on the ground smoking, and some leaning against the wall to clean their knives.
"You...you..."
As soon as Peter finished speaking, the clock on the wall rang, indicating that it was already one o'clock in the morning.
"Boom!"
As the bell rings.
A man wearing a mask in front of him gradually emerged from the water behind Peter.
A dagger of ice was already placed on his neck.
"Don't be afraid, we are just delivering food, your order of death has been delivered!"
The moment the words fell, the dagger slashed across Peter's neck, and blood stained the entire swimming pool.
The masked man squatting on the ground and smoking stood up.
He raised his hand and shook it: "Let's go!"
Twenty black shadows disappeared in an instant. (To be continued)