Chapter 16: Promises of Great Profits, Black and Red Evil Spirits
Chapter 16: Promises of Great Profits, Black and Red Evil Spirits
Enter the Maybach.
Detective Mo endured 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 was very unsure.
It was because Su Ming's pie of supernatural power was too sweet.
In addition, he did demonstrate extraordinary abilities, especially in terms of intelligence, and could almost be called a prophet.
That's why he and Aqiang were willing to take a gamble with him and go to this extent.
If the bet is won, everyone will be happy.
But if you lose the bet, you will probably just get the box lunch.
Therefore, he wanted to seek some certainty from the two masters.
Taoist Master Jueming stroked a rusty iron sword and said, "I don't know."
Detective Mo: “Don’t know?”
Taoist Master Jueming: "Whether we can handle it or not, we will know after we try it."
"According to what you said, this evil spirit is obviously not someone that can be easily dealt with. God knows what methods he will use."
"Just do good things and don't worry about the future. We just need to try our best. Even if we fail, we have done our best."
Detective Mo: "You are really conscious."
He's a little tense.
Originally, seeing that the Taoist priest was steady and stable as a rock along the way, I thought that he was very confident that he could succeed.
Unexpectedly, this person came here to leave his life.
Sun Desheng was also a little bit upset, his eyes widened: "No, Taoist, you are not even sure about this job?"
"I joined because I saw you were there!"
Although he lived in seclusion in a small shop, he also knew the strength of Taoist Master Jueming.
In this Dharma-Ending Age, this person can definitely be considered one of the people with the highest level of cultivation in the world today.
Unexpectedly, even the other party was not sure!
Sun Desheng couldn't help but complain: "I knew that this one million is not so easy to get, it turns out that it is the money to buy my life!"
He looked out the car window and even had the idea of running away.
But he didn't jump out of the car in the end. Instead, he said, "No! If you want to do such a dangerous business, you have to pay me the balance first."
"Otherwise, if I die, I won't get the money, and I'll just die unjustly."
"When the time comes, my nephew will see that his uncle left him one million, and he will have to pay tribute to my grave every New Year or other festivals."
Detective Mo agreed to this matter directly. For him, the most important thing now is to win this battle.
If I lose, it doesn't matter how many millions I have.
A few minutes later, Sun Desheng felt relieved when he saw the text message about the transfer to his card.
Sun Desheng: "The boss is straightforward. I didn't expect that I could make such a large sum of money."
Detective Mo: "When we get there, please use all your best skills."
"You know, we have to win. If we lose, we will lose everything."
Sun Desheng nodded: "Of course, we have considered it clearly, it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. Who doesn't want to live a few more years if they can?"
Detective Mo continued, "After this is done, we would like to hire you and the Taoist priest as senior special consultants for our company."
"The minimum annual salary is 300,000 yuan, and there will be various commissions and benefits. We can discuss this in detail later."
Sun Desheng's eyes lit up: "Are you serious?"
Three hundred thousand a year!
It’s still a guarantee.
Isn't this equivalent to earning nearly a thousand yuan a day?
What kind of a job is this with such a high salary!
Detective Mo: "Of course it's true. For people as capable as you two, three hundred thousand a year is really not a lot."
Taoist Master Jueming was not very interested in this: "I don't need it. I don't have a deep obsession with money."
Sun Desheng was completely excited and felt that his future in making money was bright.
The subjective initiative has been fully stimulated.
Now he was frantically thinking about how to completely kill the evil spirit that was blocking his path to wealth.
…………
On the Great Northern Ocean.
A luxury cruise ship is sailing.
The cruise ship is equipped with a full range of 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, the cruise ship is equipped with a number of modern weapons such as machine guns, cannons, and torpedoes.
The sailors and security personnel on the cruise ship have all undergone professional-level training.
Generally speaking, there would be no pirates so foolish as to deal with a luxury cruise ship of this level.
However, this day.
The sailors on the deck observed a black and red mist rising from the sea in the distance.
"What is that? Is it fog?"
"It's so strange. I've been at sea for so long, but I haven't seen fog of this color before."
"There's something strange! Go inform the captain!"
"Ah, is it necessary? It's just colored fog. Maybe it's air pollution or something..."
Despite this, two sailors still ran over to inform the captain.
The captain went to inform the captain again.
The captain was helpless in the face of this situation.
Turn and avoid this weirdness?
It's too late.
They could only watch as the black and red fog 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 fog.
There was a black and red evil spirit with an erratic figure, flickering in the space inside the cabin, reaping the lives of people on the cruise ship.
There were constant screams and wails.
Until everyone on the cruise ship was killed.
All that was left of the cruise ship were clothes wrapped around bones.
The eerie sound echoed in the air.
"It's really boring..."
"These human flesh and blood can no longer make me stronger."
"I hope that the little guy who called me can give me a little surprise."
The black and red mist continued to move in its original direction.
Only a dilapidated luxury cruise ship was left, drifting on the sea.
All the above scenes were broadcast on the big screen of the horror theater.
The players in the theater were quite shocked.
"Is this the mastermind behind the Rebirth Hotel? He is too powerful!"
"Indeed, killing a whole ship's worth of people is as easy as drinking water."
"Such a strong BOSS, let alone a newcomer, even an old player who has experienced ten games will not be a match!"
"It's all because of that [Gaming Geek] who's committing suicide. Otherwise, this background-level evil spirit wouldn't have been alarmed."
"Those dead players are so miserable. I'm afraid they still don't know who killed them."
"Indeed, there might have been one lucky player who survived, but now the whole team is doomed to be wiped out."
At this time, the betting items of the thriller game appeared again.
[Movie Betting (Item 10): How many players can survive this horror dungeon? (Betting countdown: 59 seconds)]
【请选择：1、无人生还（赔率3倍），2、1人（赔率3倍），3、2人（赔率3倍），4、3人（赔率4倍）5、4人（赔率5倍）6、5人（赔率7倍）……】
(End of this chapter)