Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

The deputy mayor handed over the information in his hand.

The account manager was stunned for a moment, then took it.

His eyes swept over the information, and the account manager immediately showed a look of joy.

In this information, Esther's investment was as high as 5 million ghost money.

"Not bad, old man."

"I didn't expect you to be able to attract such a large investment this time."

"It looks like your town is going to get rich."

The account manager said, then opened his big mouth and put his hand into his big mouth.

Another piece of information appeared in his hand.

There was even a lot of disgusting green sticky liquid on it.

This is Chen Xun's information, which the ghost in the window gave him before, and he didn't have time to read it.

Seeing this information at this moment, the account manager's eyes immediately stayed on Chen Xun.

Then his face suddenly became malicious:

"Little guy, did you just send these materials in?"

"But I'm sorry, now this ghost town has another person investing."

"So, your application is rejected!"

Chen Xun glanced at the account manager and said:

"Why don't you take a look at the content of this application?"

"Maybe the price I offer is higher?"

Hearing Chen Xun's words, the account manager took the information in his hand and tore it from the middle.

"I think I don't need to read it."

"I have the final say in this place."

After saying that, the account manager threw the torn information into the trash can.

Chen Xun's eyes froze.

Is this a naked attack on him?

On the other side, the deputy mayor looked at Chen Xun as if he were a clown.

"Little ghost, I've told you long ago that without my relationship, no matter how hard you try, you can't invest a dime."

"How about it, how do you feel helpless now?"

The flesh on the deputy mayor's mouth kept twitching.

And Esther and others looked at Chen Xun coldly, with obvious disdain in their eyes.

They spent a lot of ghost money to ask the deputy mayor for help.

I was still heartbroken before.

Now it seems that the effect is good.

The money is worth it.

At least, the players from the East are estimated to be unable to complete the investment in the town.

Then next, the entire dungeon will be theirs.

"Hehe, players from the East, it seems that you will start to fall behind in the next game."

Esther glanced at Chen Xun coldly, with a flash of greed in his eyes.

Even Lin Lao and Zhao Yiheng looked nervous.

They knew that if they could not pass the review of the Real Estate Temple, even if Chen Xun had a lot of ghost money, he would not be able to invest in the town.

Even if they can invest, they can only invest in some ordinary projects in the town.

And those projects are obviously not very useful for them to gain the favor of the town residents.

"Comrade Chen, what should we do?"

Old Lin looked at Chen Xun and said.

Now even he doesn't know how to continue this game.

To complete the so-called side mission and uncover the past of the town?

However, they don't have any clues to this mission.

Chen Xun looked at Old Lin and then at the account manager.

An intriguing smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I have two ways to solve problems."

"The first one is to use the ghost money pile. In my opinion, there is nothing that can't be solved with ghost money."

"Of course, I don't use this method for everyone."

"So, the second method is usually used."

"Shadow!"

Chen Xun said, and the figure of Shadow suddenly appeared in the hall of the real estate temple.

The thick dark purple ghost energy instantly filled the entire hall.

On the ceiling of the hall, the originally bright light began to flicker continuously, and finally with a "bang", the light bulb exploded.

The whole hall became a little dim.

Ying's huge body appeared, staring at the account manager.

"Young fool, you want to provoke our boss?"

The account manager saw Ying, his eyes widened, and his body stepped back slightly.

He could clearly sense that the ghost in front of him was particularly terrifying.

And the ghosts waiting to handle business in the hall also stopped breathing for a moment.

A crisis of life and death enveloped their hearts.

They wanted to leave the real estate temple quickly.

But their feet began to tremble uncontrollably.

Even running awayIt is difficult to do.

Facing such a terrible ghost, the suppression from the bloodline has already made them lose their ability to move.

And Esther, who was standing behind the deputy mayor, saw Ying, and his eyes were even more greedy.

This ghost is really perfect.

Such a ghost should belong to him!

Soon, soon this ghost will be his.

Thinking of this, Esther turned his head and cast a malicious look at Chen Xun.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"Human, do you know where this is?"

Seeing Chen Xun summon Ying, the manager and deputy mayor of this customer were also panicked.

Although they are all level six ghosts, they can only feel helpless when facing Ying.

"What for?"

"Does my boss have to apply to you for anything he does?"

Ying sneered, and then put one hand on the head of the real estate temple account manager.

"Your strength is pretty good, but it's a pity that you're on the wrong side."

"In front of the boss's greatness, you're just an ant."

"You're not even qualified to ask the boss to take action."

While speaking, Ying also flattered Chen Xun.

Then with a bang, the manager's head hit the floor.

Black blood flowed out.

"Now, you should know which side to stand on?"

Ying pulled the account manager's hair and said viciously.

He even pulled some hair and scalp off.

On the other side, the employee behind the business window also pressed the emergency button of the real estate temple.

The black ghost energy immediately penetrated from the wall.

Ying also noticed this, looked at the employee, and sneered:

"Oh, do you want to call the guy from last time?"

"I wasn't in a very good condition last time I met him, but he won't be so lucky this time."

Ying knew that the black fog was the temple master.

An eighth-level ghost.

"Hehe..."

"The temple master is a general under the fierce ghost king."

"In the past, I killed a ghost king!"

"Wait a minute, you will know what a terrible existence you are facing!"

At this moment, even though Ying was holding him down with one hand, the manager of the real estate temple did not forget to intimidate Ying.

"Is it difficult to kill a ghost king?"

Ying grinned.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the real estate temple.

"Who dares to make trouble in my real estate temple?"