Qin Jue had just returned to the Dihao Hotel, and before entering the elevator, he met Chen Long in the hotel lobby.
"Brother Qin Jue, are you finally back?"
Chen Long smiled with a compliment.
Qin Jue glanced at it, already understanding what Chen Long was doing, and said directly: "I can't help you with the things you want me to transport."
Chen Long was instantly anxious and hurriedly followed Qin Jue.
"Brother Qin Jue! Brother Chen only begs you this once!"
"As long as you help me, I'll give you whatever you want!"
"Didn't we originally agree to give you ten points as reward?"
"I will mention twenty points to you now! Two billion! Okay!?"
Qin Jue stopped suddenly and looked back with indifferent eyes.
Perhaps because he had just finished killing someone, Qin Jue's eyes were extremely cold and revealed such a bloody and domineering aura.
This look made Chen Long tremble and feel fear, but he gritted his teeth and still wanted to continue to persuade Qin Jue.
"If you say one more thing, I will kill you right now."
Qin Jue mentioned the bloody Dragon Scale Tang Dao, with a ruthless look in his eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Don't think I don't know what exactly you are transporting."
Chen Long froze on the spot for a moment, trembling in his heart, wondering how Qin Jue knew his secret. Logically speaking, only he and the people in Longcheng knew about it.
Seeing Chen Long lowering his head and saying nothing, Qin Jue indifferently put away his knife and turned around to leave.
Chen Long raised his head and looked at Qin Jue's back as he walked into the elevator. His face, which had been full of compliments and a smile just now, had become dizzy and his eyes were blood red.
no!
Bu Nen continues to keep this scourge alive!
Chen Long walked to the corner and dialed a Linjiang City number.
"Hey, Brother Annan, I've thought about it clearly. I'll pay you 5 billion to help me transport the things from Dragon City!"
Chen Long's call was to Qin Annan, who was kicked out of Lao Qin's house by Qin Jue.
"Yes! I must have these things! You want seven billion!?" When Chen Long heard Qin Annan's price increase, veins popped up on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll give it to you! Seven billion! But those The things must be delivered to me completely!"
After hanging up the phone, Chen Long took a deep breath. After calming down his excitement, he looked at the elevator with cold eyes, and then raised his fingers at the entourage beside him.
"After the things are delivered, you turn off the electric switches of the presidential apartments in Lao Qin's house."
Chen Long gritted his teeth and whispered coldly: "Then take something and kill everyone in the old Qin family! Leave no one behind!"
The entourage was shocked: "Chairman, kill them all! Isn't it necessary?"
Chen Long regained his senses a little, took a deep breath and said, "Then get out. After all, after the things are delivered, I don't want to see those people from the old Qin family again, especially that bastard Qin Jue appearing in front of me!"
"If they don't leave, then kill them all!"
"Anyway, the world today has long been in chaos."
"yes!"
...
Stepping out of the elevator, Qin Jue suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.
He frowned and followed the smell of blood to the door of Qin Feng's room.
When he opened the door, he saw that all the female members of the Qin family were intact, and Qin Jue breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next second, a bloody figure rushed out from the corner and rushed in front of Qin Jue.
"Brother Jue!"
"It's not dead!"
"It never died!"
"It's always been hidden by my side!"
The sound of crying and howling sounded, it was Qin Feng.
At this moment, Qin Feng looked extremely embarrassed. His clothes were soaked in blood. Between his messy hair, there was a pair of eyes that were close to collapse. He hugged Qin Jue's thigh and kept shouting.
Qin Jue frowned and looked at grandma: "He is..."
Grandma's eyes were full of heartache, but she was also confused: "I don't know, Xiaofeng has been nagging for the past two days. One moment he said that there was a head in the toilet, and the other moment he said that the pillow turned into a human face, and it looked like he was possessed by an evil spirit... ....”
Bewitched?
Qin Jue raised his brows, lifted Qin Feng up, and slapped him hard.
Snapped!
The powerful and heavy slap made Qin Feng regain a little sense.
"Who is it?" Qin Jue asked casually.
Qin Feng's eyes went from confused and collapsed to gradually sobering up. When he saw Qin Jue's questioning eyes, he felt as if he had seen his backbone and gained confidence and confidence.
"It's the one who tricked me into killing Qin Jin!" Qin Feng said with blood on his face and gritted his teeth: "It's not dead. It has been following me. From the time I returned to the hotel two days ago to now, it has been elusive and has been attacking me."
"When he goes to the toilet, he sticks his head out of the toilet."
"When you sleep, the pillow quietly turns into its face."
"Even when you eat, you will find that the food has turned into its flesh and blood!"
Qin Feng's eyes were about to burst, and the hand holding the blade of the blade kept shaking.
"I've been trying to attack it, but to no avail!"
"On the contrary, I might cut myself if I try!"
"I suspect I'm hallucinating it!"
"If I catch its true body, I will tear it into pieces!"
Looking at Qin Feng with blood-red eyes, Qin Jue first smiled and then took away Qin Feng's knife.
"Haha, if cutting the body into pieces could kill it, I would have killed it in the crematorium."
"Okay, just stay with me and I will get rid of this thing for you."
"Look carefully and study hard. I will give you this knife after you fully regain your consciousness."
Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and handed the weapon to Qin Jue without reservation. He even felt that as long as Qin Jue was by his side, he would no longer have to be afraid or confused even if something big happened.
"Weird, all kinds of strange things, but they can generally be divided into several major types."
Qin Jue looked around, observing every corner of the hotel, and suddenly asked Qin Xiaowen on the sofa: "Xiaowen, you should be able to tell, right?"
"Ah! I can!" Qin Xiaowen was suddenly excited, clasping his fingers and telling the story like a treasure trove: "Whether it is urban legends, folklore, or myths and legends, all weirdos have one thing in common, that is, they are not people!"
Qin Jue was speechless: "Don't talk nonsense."
"Oh, isn't it because Brother Qin Feng is always nervous, why don't you make a joke to relieve him?"
Qin Xiaowen stuck out his pink tongue and said seriously: "Weird monsters can basically be divided into spiritual rules, physical rules, spiritual killing, physical killing, spiritual curse, and physical curse."
"Like Sadako from the small island nation, that's the physical curse type."
"The curse is spread through the VCR, which is a physical reality."
"Another example is Godzilla, which belongs to the physical killing category. It is pure power, pure killing, and has strong characteristics of monsters. This kind of thing is very scary, unless a monster stronger than it appears."
"It's like spiritual killing, which is a bit twisted. There once was a super weird song in the West called [Black Sunday]. I heard that anyone who hears this song will commit suicide within a week. The ways of suicide are all kinds of weird, but The final outcome is that you will die if you hear it.”
"The spiritual rules are also very twisted, just like the Pen Fairy. A group of people play games with a pen. Using the rules of the game and the gradually tense mental state of this group of people, the Pen Fairy can be induced."
"The physical rules are very simple. For example, at two o'clock in the evening, you kneel on the street with a bowl of white rice, put three incense sticks on the white rice, wait for the incense to burn out, and the ashes are mixed with the rice, and then you eat the bowl of rice. You can see some very scary things.”
"For another example, if you meet a weasel and it asks you whether you are a human or a god, you will die no matter how you answer, unless you can smash its head on the spot with a black donkey's hoof."
"Anyway, whether it's the rule type, killing type or curse type, the spiritual type is much more difficult to deal with than the physical type. All weird legends can still have a chance of survival when encountering the physical type, but when it comes to the spiritual type, except for the male protagonist The heroine and basically all the supporting characters have to die.”
Qin Xiaowen stuck out his tongue: "I'm talking about movies and TV series."
