"Since Mr. Wen Zhong said so, of course it is okay." Ye Zhenghong took out a cigarette made of gold from his pocket and handed it to Wen Zhong with a look of reluctance.
"Deal." Wen Zhong did not pick it up directly. Instead, he motioned to Ye Zhenghong to put the golden cigarette in his golden glove and give it to him: "Wrap it tightly, and then keep the people who need to enter the safe house. The rest leave as soon as possible.”
Ye Zhenghong nodded, and immediately he called a little girl who had been hidden in the crowd behind him. He leaned over and told her some things, and then led her to Wen Zhong with a look of reluctance.
"Mr. Wen Zhong, this is the young master of the Ye family. Please take care of me." Ye Zhenghong said.
He handed the gloves wrapped with gold cigarettes to Wen Zhong. He didn't say anything more. He just spoke a series of difficult dialects to the crowd in black suits standing around. Then everyone gathered in an orderly manner. together.
"After this supernatural incident is over, the ten tons of gold you need will definitely appear in front of you on time. Please remember your promise."
"Don't worry, I always keep my promises. You should not forget the ten tons of gold." Wen Zhong emphasized and bolded the word "ten tons" and said calmly.
Ye Zhenghong nodded. He took one last look at the little girl, and then left with everyone else. In an instant, only a few people were left in the bustling villa.
The little girl looked around nervously, and glanced at Wen Zhong from time to time, as if he was some kind of scourge. She wanted to say something, but in the end she covered her mouth.
Seeing this, Wen Zhong said to Huang Keshang: "Uncle Huang, please find a girl to take care of this child. She is quite valuable now. Don't let anything happen to her."
Ten tons of gold, so terrifying.
Of course, Huang Keshang also heard about the deal reached by Wen Zhong and the other party, and immediately nodded in agreement.
After saying that, he entrusted the little girl to Huang Keshang. Wen Zhong said goodbye to Fang Diyuan, Yan Duo and others. He wanted to go back and check the specific functions of the thing in his hand, which looked similar to a golden cigarette.
"Ling Jin, where is the origin of the third generation of the Ye family? Why have I never heard of him before?" On the way back to the room, Wen Zhong asked Ling Jin: "There is something wrong with this cigarette. It always feels weird.”
"Well, the headquarters doesn't have many records about the Ye family. I only know that they appeared in Dadong City before, and no one has seen the Ye family since then." Ling Jin's calm voice came from the other end of the phone. .
"Look to see if there are any words left inside. If so, then it is probably the masterpiece of three generations of the Ye family."
"Let me take a look." Wen Zhong opened the cigarette, and there was a worn-out piece of paper wrapped inside, with only the word "press" written clearly on it. The font was neat and the writing was vigorous and powerful.
"There is indeed a word, do you have any explanation?"
"This is the work of the ghost named Gui Ci controlled by Ye Zhengyong, the third generation of the Ye family. Although Ye Zhengyong only controlled one ghost, he is suspected to be the one who escaped the threat of the ghost's resurrection." Ling Jin said.
"Oh? Then he is quite powerful." Wen Zhong smiled and did not take what Ling Jin said to heart, but this piece of paper was indeed of great use to him, otherwise he would not have released a spot.
"Anyway, it's better to focus on this supernatural incident right now and not to provoke him for the time being." Ling Jin asked worriedly.
"I didn't originally intend to provoke him, but it's hard to say whether he will provoke me." Wen Zhong said.
While he was talking, Wen Zhong had already arrived in a small room in the safe house. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a large living room with a large table in the middle. Wen Zhong untied the guillotine on his back and placed it on the table.
The blade of the guillotine was covered with dark red, somewhat dirty and smelly rags. These rags were found by Wen Zhong with great effort when he was at Ping'an Inn. It was said that these strips could trap evil spirits.
It's just that the number of tattered cloth strips is too small, and it can barely cover half of the guillotine blade. But for Wen Zhong, this is enough, after all, the focus of this knife is its lower half.
"Let's make the first attempt first. Once I succeed, I will be more confident in handling this supernatural incident." Wen Zhong looked at the big knife in front of him with burning eyes, took a deep breath and used a pair of stiff and pale ghost hands to remove it. Opened the cloth strip.
The next moment, gray light appeared on his body, and the ghost pupils on his forehead also opened at the same time. The ghost realm constructed by ghost bacteria immediately enveloped the knife and the safe room.
"Let's give it a try first. This piece of paper is interesting. Just one word has a considerable amount of supernatural power, which is enough to suppress even the less terrifying ghosts."
The guillotine did not resist, or was unable to resist. Under the dual effects of the note and the ghost bacteria, it soon sank into the ghost realm, leaving only the ghost head on the handle still emitting a strange red light.
The next moment, Wen Zhong's arm holding the handle of the knife heard a sound of flesh cracking, and one after another ghost pupils penetrated his arm like nails.
Immediately afterwards, these ghost pupils continued to squirm along the torn wounds on his arms, slowly approaching the strange guillotine, as if they were about to nail the guillotine.
This process is very slow. Even with the triple suppression of the note, the ghost domain, and even the ghost hand, this guillotine is still extremely dangerous, and there is still a long way to go to control it with ghost eyes.
Obviously, he failed.
In the end, Guitong was suppressed by the guillotine at the moment it came into contact with it. This was the result of the guillotine itself being suppressed by other three layers.
"It still failed. It looks like we have to seal it for a while longer." Wen Zhong sighed and wrapped the guillotine in dirty and smelly rags.
He kept his head raised during the whole process. He didn't want his head to be chopped off by the guillotine for no apparent reason.
"What a pity." Wen Zhong sighed secretly and put the guillotine back into the body bag. Carrying the knife was also very risky. If he hadn't accidentally bumped into Ye Zhenghong who had a supernatural note today, I'm afraid Wen Zhong would have also Try to control by force.
"Let's wait until the incident is over before we try to find a way to do it."
After that, Wen Zhong washed himself and lay on the bed. A little more happened today, but overall, things should still be developing in a good direction.
He stretched out his hand and looked at his fingernails. The pain was now so slight that it could be ignored. The five originally blackened fingers were also slowly returning to their original color.
"Is this a good thing? A supernatural power that can be reused. If you have a chance, go to that building again."
