Mysterious Resurrection: Treacherous Pocket Watch

Chapter 29

Dajiang City, Fangzheng Building.

"It's really luxurious."

Wu Feng looked at the resplendent and magnificent decoration inside, and felt excited inside.

This is the fifteenth floor of the building, and it is also the private guest house of Liu Cong, the head of Dajiang City.

As the lucky one who was lucky enough to control the supernatural, Wu Feng knew about this place through a friend named Yan Hao. Under the recommendation of the other party, he met Liu Cong, the person in charge, and was invited to participate in this "Peach Conference". .

The so-called Pantao Conference.

In fact, it is the day when shareholders pay dividends.

But because the number is very large, there is also a saying "Peach Meeting" in the circle of shareholders.

A group of people were laughing and chatting, drinking wine, doing nothing, and getting tens of millions of dividends in their hands, which would make everyone's heart flutter.

And the only thing they shareholders need to do.

It is when a supernatural event occurs in Dajiang City, we will solve it together.

Although ghosts are scary, they are powerful in numbers, and at most one or two shareholders will die in each incident. For them, as long as the person who dies is not themselves, it is fine, and they still spend a lot of money and live a life of luxury.

"Hello, Mr. Wu~"

The pure and pleasant front desk lady smiled, kindly opened the door for Wu Feng, and guided him inside.

Looking at the plump body, Wu Feng couldn't help swallowing, and touched it with trembling palms.

Although the receptionist who was raped was reluctant, she could only endure it, because she knew what was hidden in these people.

"Here we are, Mr. Wu."

Pushing open the door of the meeting room, the look of disgust on the front desk lady's face quickly put away, and she turned to leave.

But from behind her, a terrifying face suddenly stretched out, biting the slender and fair neck.

"Help, help!"

The lady at the front desk showed horror in her eyes, she didn't understand why these dirty things appeared in the building of the person in charge, and then she saw a middle-aged man in casual clothes with a pot belly appearing behind her.

That person was Liu Cong, the person in charge of Dajiang City.

The front desk lady didn't have time to beg for mercy, the ghost gnawed at her body, whimpered and lost her life force.

"How many times have I said that?"

"When serving my shareholders, you must have a correct attitude and dare to show your face. I'm really tired of you."

Liu Cong didn't even look at the corpses on the ground, but just made a random phone call and asked someone to clean up the scene.

He looked at the stunned Wu Feng, smiled and went up to pat him on the shoulder, as gentle as a rich and good old man: "I'm sorry, brother Wu, I didn't teach the people below to do things well, so don't take it to heart. "

Wu Feng, who had never killed anyone before, was shocked by such a slap, and immediately apologized with a smile:
"What's the matter, Mr. Liu, it's because this bitch doesn't understand the rules, and has nothing to do with you. Speaking of it, I have to apologize to you, I went overboard."

Well, it is a good seedling on the road.

Liu Cong showed a satisfied smile.

He hummed a ditty and walked into the conference room on his own. Wu Feng, who was a little frightened, followed behind, not even daring to breathe. At this time, there were already three people sitting in the conference room, and there were still three vacancies.

"I'm sorry, everyone."

Liu Cong took the chair, and said in a troubled tone, "Recently, the headquarters has been holding meetings online for matters related to Huanggang Village, so I'm a little late today. I really don't know what to worry about in a poor village!"

Sitting on his left, a man with a scar on his face sneered and said, "After all, Mr. Liu is the person in charge of Dajiang City, so it's normal to be a little busy. How can we ask grandpa for some money? Tell grandma."

"It sounds like Brother Wang Long has a lot of complaints against me, but it doesn't matter. I said it when the shareholders' meeting was established. You are all brothers of my Liu. Of course, if you have money, you will make money together. Now it is to give back to you. It's time."

Liu Cong smiled and turned on the monitor in the conference room. There was a video playing in it. It was boxes and boxes of gold. The gold was issued by the headquarters to make props for containing ghosts. Now he cut off the raw materials. .

"Oh my God!"

"There must be several tons of gold!"

Looking at the golden thing, the three ghost masters present showed greedy expressions,

With more and more supernatural events around the world, the price of gold, which can isolate supernatural powers, has risen. At present, it is the hardest and hardest currency in the supernatural circle, and it is an item strictly controlled by every country.

Ordinary ghost masters have no channels, and if they can only buy with money, it is difficult to get even a gold box, and all the shares are still in the hands of the headquarters.

Seeing their obvious thoughts, Liu Cong felt very disdainful in his heart. If it wasn't for more cannon fodder to try out the law of killing in supernatural events, he wouldn't distribute precious resources to these wastes.

Liu Cong has great ambitions.

It is said that there are two giants of private ghost master organizations in China, one is the supernatural forum in Dahai City, and the other is the circle of friends in Dajing City. s help.

his goal.

is to become the third largest giant.

"Everyone is honored to attend this shareholder meeting, and I will not waste everyone's time. I will distribute the gold according to the credit for handling supernatural events. Besides, this is a 3000 million check."

Liu Cong enjoyed the enthusiastic eyes of everyone.

He took out the prepared check from his pocket and distributed it to the ghost masters present. When he saw the only empty seat, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "Why hasn't Brother Yan Hao come yet?"

"I remember that he went out to slaughter pigs in the morning, so he should have come back." When Wang Long mentioned the word "killing pigs", his tone was teasing.

Killing pigs is a slang term among their shareholders.

It means to understand everything.

"Then leave him alone."

Liu Cong turned his head to look at Wu Feng, who was immersed in tens of millions of dollars, tapped the table with his index finger, and attracted the other's attention: "Brother Wu Feng is a newcomer among our shareholders. I remember that he is in the area you are in charge of. There was a supernatural event, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Liu," Wu Feng immediately restrained his money-greedy appearance, "The file code name is 'Faceless Woman', hazard level C, the specific situation is a woman who only appears at night, every time she appears, there will be a strange person Missing, appearing very infrequently."

"Fix it as soon as possible, I need to take it to the headquarters for business." Liu Cong usually entrusts the supernatural events in the city to the people under him, so that he will not face supernatural recovery, and secondly, he can enjoy the benefits. Complete the indicators given by the headquarters.

"Okay okay."

Wu Feng agreed casually. In his opinion, there is no need to solve this kind of low-risk supernatural event. One person may not disappear in a day, and it is regarded as a natural death.

At this time, Wang Long with a scarred face suddenly shouted: "Mr. Liu, I haven't been doing things well recently. There is a woman who has been checking on me. I don't know how you think she should deal with it?"

He clapped his hands after speaking.

Two men in black dressed as bodyguards carried a tightly bound woman into the meeting room and placed it on the open space in the middle of the table.

This is a well-dressed woman in a shirt and jeans. She has neat short hair and her eyes are full of heroism. Even in this situation, she maintains an arrogance and stares fiercely at everyone around her.

"Ao Mingyu, Senior Sheriff of Dajiang City."

Wang Long looked down at the proud figure of the woman on the ground, with an evil desire in his eyes,

"Brother Wang Long can figure out such a small matter." Liu Cong waved his hand indifferently.

hey hey smile.

At some point, Wang Long had a blood-stained scalpel in his hand. He stuck out his tongue to lick the blood on it, and walked towards Ao Mingyu.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me!"

With an extreme and morbid smile on his face, he gathered his strength slightly, and suddenly stabbed at the tied woman.

And at this time.

Three figures suddenly appeared in the middle of the conference room.

"Just do it right?"

The young man held a miserable-looking man in his hand, looking at the scalpel stabbing towards him, he calmly uttered a cold word:
"roll."

The sound seemed to have materialized.

An invisible sledgehammer slammed on Wang Long's body, like a broken doll, his limbs folded unnaturally, and flew out together with his body, smashed the window of the meeting room, and fell from the fifteenth floor.

see this scene.

Liu Cong and others present were silent.

And when they saw clearly who the man the young man was carrying, they felt a sudden chill rushing over their heads.

That's... Yan Hao!
(End of this chapter)