Qingping City, Dingsheng Nightclub.
"Master Hu, just because I have shown you the scene for twenty years, and there is hard work without credit, please be merciful and let her go." In one of the private rooms, an old man in his 60s pointed at a hanging man on the sofa. Wearing a big gold chain and covered with flesh, the fat black man kowtowed and begged for mercy.
And the Mr. Hu he was talking about was none other than the owner of this nightclub, Zhou Xionghu.
Zhou Xionghu held a cigar in his mouth, glanced sideways at the old man, suddenly picked up the wine bottle on the table, and smashed it down on the old man's head.
The gourd was opened on the spot with a bang, and blood flowed all over the floor.
"Old Li!" The middle-aged woman on the side quickly covered the old man's head, crying with pain in her eyes: "Why are you so stupid? I don't deserve what you do."
"Old bastard, is that bitch your daughter or your concubine? Are you going to redeem her life?" Zhou Xionghu said angrily.
"Master Hu, she is 53 this year. I think she is done. Anyway, she can no longer make money for you. Please just give her to me." Lao Li said with a tearful voice.
"Dead? It's not up to you to decide whether she's going to die or not. It's up to me! If she doesn't die for a day, she will have to do it for me even if she dies!" Zhou Xionghu sneered:
"If everyone comes to my place to redeem themselves, then all the ladies under my command will be gone? How can I continue to open this nightclub?"
"But your words reminded me that since this old bitch can't make any money anymore, she shouldn't stay in my nightclub. Someone, please drag her to the public toilet in the park. Those old guys won't mind her."
"Zhou Xionghu, you are so inhuman! Over the years, I have done so much dirty work for you and blocked so many knives for you, and you treat me like this?" Old Li shouted with eyes splitting.
"Fuck!" Zhou Xionghu plunged a dagger into Lao Li's heart, whirled and smashed Lao Li's heart, and roared ferociously: "Swear, you damn keep scolding me!"
"You know how to die!" Lao Li fell into a pool of blood.
"You dare to curse me? Chop him into pieces and throw him into the sea to feed the fish!"
"Damn it, no one cares about morality these days. He has blocked the knife for me a few times and then wants to kidnap me morally? Do you think he deserves to die?"
"..."
At this time, a younger brother came over with a mobile phone: "Boss, boss Qian's phone number."
Zhou Xionghu took the phone, waved away all the boys, and then sat on the sofa: "Say!"
"Lao Zhang is gone, it's just about tonight."
"..."
"Chun Lai, Luo Feng, now it's Lao Zhang. The other party is obviously coming for us. The next one may be you and me."
"Fuck, are you bluffing me? Who have I ever been afraid of? I decided to find him out and then send his whole family to the West!" Zhou Xiong said arrogantly.
"Don't be careless. The person we have to deal with this time is most likely not a human being."
"Is it possible that you are not a human, but a ghost? When did you become so superstitious?" Zhou Xionghu looked contemptuous.
"If you weren't superstitious, why did you go to Taiguo last year and invite a ghost back to serve as a sacrifice?" the other end sneered.
Zhou Xionghu immediately became angry and said impatiently: "Isn't this all your fault? What do you want to do? I don't believe you would be kind enough to call me to remind me."
"Haha, are you complaining about me now? When I helped you make money, why didn't you complain?"
"Let's join forces. You ask your family to take action, and I will ask my senior brother to come out. If we don't deal with the other party, neither of us will survive. That's not a good example of humanity!"
"No matter how high the Taoism is, it is still not good enough in front of my family!" Zhou Xionghu said arrogantly: "You are wrong. What I invited back from Taiguo was not a ghost, but the ghost king! In order to invite him, I sacrificed ten With the hearts of boys and girls, it is the most ferocious ghost in Tai Kingdom, bar none!"
"That's best. I'll wait for your call." Boss Qian finished speaking and hung up the phone.
Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Xionghu had a stern expression on his face: "You won't stop even after you die, right? I can kill you once, but I can kill you a second time. This time, I will make you unable to even become a ghost!"
Then he stood up and pushed open a secret door of the box.
The moment the door was opened, the smell of corpses immediately hit the nostrils. It was filled with red lights, and in the center was a shrine.
There is a terrifying ghost statue made of ashes, grave soil, and human flesh in the shrine. There is also a human heart covered with poisonous insects in front of it.
Zhou Xionghu changed his previous domineering attitude and knelt respectfully in front of the ghost statue. He knelt down with great piety: "Master Ghost, Master Ghost, you have to help me get through this difficulty this time. I will help you after everything is done." You prepare ten, no, twenty pairs of fresh hearts of boys and girls."
After a while...
The ghost statue shook slightly, and strange whispers suddenly sounded in the dark room.
"What? You want the hearts of my two sons?" Zhou Xionghu looked horrified: "No, Master Ghost, this is absolutely not possible!"
"I can agree to anything else, but they are my biological flesh and blood."
The ghost image stopped shaking, and the entire darkroom instantly returned to deathly silence.
Negotiations broke down!
Master Ghost, I don’t agree!
"Master Ghost, you!" Zhou Xionghu looked at the ghost statue in disbelief. He had worshiped it for a year and always responded to requests. But this ghost took the opportunity to add insult to injury?
Ring ring ring...
Just then, the phone rang.
Call reminder, Zhang Cunbao!
He... isn't he dead?
Could it be that Qian was trying to scare him?
Zhou Xionghu hesitated for a moment, but finally answered the phone: "Old Zhang, what's going on with you? Didn't that man named Qian say you were dead?"
"Old Zhou, I hurt so much, my whole body hurts..."
"It hurts? Why are you going to the hospital when you're sick and asking me to fuck you? I'm not a doctor!" Zhou Xionghu said angrily.
"I can't go...I can't go..." Zhang Cunbao began to cry bitterly.
Zhou Xionghu was startled and instinctively realized something was wrong: "Why can't I go?"
"Because...because I'm in the eighteenth level of hell!"
boom!
The phone instantly broke into pieces!
Zhou Xionghu clung to the wall, breathing heavily and staring at the phone with splitting eyes!
He was frightened, really frightened!
This is a call from the underworld!
However, Zhang Cunbao didn't seem to want to let him go so soon.
Ring ring ring...
The smashed cell phone rang strangely, and then...
Connected!
"Lao Zhou, I hurt so much. They fried me with oil pans, sawed me with saws, and polished me with stone mills. I'm in so much pain, I'm really in pain, I can't escape, I can't die, I ah ah ah ah..."
"What...what do you want to do? Why are you looking for me? I...I can't save you!" Zhou Xionghu was almost frightened.
"Because they said you are next!"
"Ahhhh..."
Zhou Xionghu screamed and rushed out of the darkroom.
"Boss, what's wrong with you?"
The boy outside the box heard the noise and rushed in.
"Mobile phone, give me your mobile phone!" Zhou Xionghu roared angrily, and then tremblingly dialed his wife's number: "Bring your two sons to me, yes, now! Right now!!!"
