The guests in the hall were whispering to the people around them and looking in Mo Zhenzhen's direction with smiles in their eyes. However, the smile was not kind, but showed a sense of disgust and condescension.
Compared with these guests in formal dresses, Mo Zhenzhen seemed much stranger.
There was no makeup on her face, and her hair was simply tied back with a pearl hairpin. She was wearing a purple robe, but she was also wearing a cassock. A girl was wearing a cassock, and these scoundrels were laughing at her.
The bodyguard led her to the door and ignored her, letting the people inside look at her. In just a moment, Mo Zhenzhen understood that this was a show of force.
Looking at the countdown, there were only four and a half hours left. Mo Zhenzhen really didn't want to waste time in such a useless place.
So Mo Zhenzhen stepped into the banquet hall and walked directly towards the ghosts.
These people dared to whisper to Mo Zhenzhen from a distance, using this attitude to humiliate Mo Zhenzhen, magnifying her incompatibility and making her feel ashamed. However, when the person involved did not accept their trick, they became willing to give in. that one.
Because Mo Zhenzhen's reaction was no longer familiar to them.
Moreover, Mo Zhenzhen's outfit has an ancient charm. Coupled with her temperament and appearance, she is so close that Mo Zhenzhen doesn't need to say anything. Instead, she makes these people look like "demons".
Mo Zhenzhen walked to the center of the banquet hall, stood still and raised her head to look at the second floor, where a row of people with similar looks were standing.
Standing in the middle is an old man with gray hair and a healthy spirit. Beside him are two middle-aged men standing on the left and right.
The two middle-aged men looked somewhat similar. The one standing on Mr. Qin's left was his eldest son, who looked more stable. On the right is his second son, who is a bit short and fat. He is holding a glass of red wine in his hand and staring straight at Mo Zhenzhen while tasting it.
Standing on the left and right of these two men were their children. The younger generation looked at her with a more or less cold look.
Mo Zhenzhen glanced around at the Qin family members, her mind wandering a little inappropriately.
The Qin family members were standing so neatly. If she threw a special grenade at them, would they be saved collectively?
Mo Zhenzhen was amused by herself because of the picture that came to her mind.
The smile only bloomed for a moment, and then Mo Zhenzhen looked at Mr. Qin and nodded to him.
"Old man, how does it feel to die once?" The words were provocative. Originally, this kind of thing should not happen to Mo Zhenzhen, but she did.
Nothing else, but now there is nothing to worry about.
The Qin family did not expect Mo Zhenzhen to be so bold. Then, before they could react, Mo Zhenzhen took out a handful of Yinmu powder, crushed it and sprinkled it on the ground.
"Old man, you have become a ghost. Do you want to enjoy the luxuries of a ghost life? Finally, do a business with me, a living person."
The power of Yinmu powder is still so great, just a small amount is enough to make all the ghosts in the banquet hall agitate with yearning.
The Qin family on the second floor stood high, so they were less affected by the Yinmu powder. However, they stood on top and could clearly see the reactions of the ghosts below.
After all, they are business people. At this moment when everyone is exposed, what they think about is not their dignity, but the benefits involved.
At that moment, Mr. Qin stopped spinning the rosary beads in his hand, and a smile appeared on his serious face. He nodded to Mo Zhenzhen in return, then turned sideways and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.
"Girl, let's find a quiet place to talk."
Of course Mo Zhenzhen had no problem, but the guests downstairs did.
Before Mo Zhenzhen could make a move, a woman wearing a crescent white one-shoulder dress with diamonds stepped forward and came to Mo Zhenzhen.
She held a glass of champagne in her hand, swung the liquid inside and opened her mouth with a smile.
"Old man, you are wrong. Those of us who are willing to come here for the appointment today are entrusting our lives and property to you. So what else do you need to hide from us?"
The expressions of the Qin family on the second floor remained unchanged and they still looked at the people below indifferently, but Mo Zhenzhen seemed to be surprised.
"What wealth and life? Did you know that you were going to be sacrificed?"
As soon as Mo Zhenzhen said these words, the people below were quiet for a moment and then suddenly became noisy.
"What do you mean? What kind of sacrifice?" Some anxious people came over to ask Mo Zhenzhen, and some people looked up at the Qin family on the second floor, trying to get some clues from their expressions. Come.
Mo Zhenzhen seemed to be frightened by the person who came over to ask. She lightly covered her red lips with her fingers, showing a look of surprise.
"It turns out you don't know."
"What do you know, tell me quickly!"
The people around her were anxious, but Mo Zhenzhen laughed. Her curved eyebrows were very beautiful, but no one had the time to appreciate it at this moment.
Fortunately, Mo Zhenzhen didn't act cryptic. She raised her eyes and glanced at the Qin family above, who were also a little restless, and said with a smile.
"Someone wants to be the Ghost King, but it's not that easy to be a Ghost King. The other person came up with a way to sacrifice. Sacrifice an entire city of ghosts to help him become the Ghost King."
In fact, all the people present were more or less aware of this matter, so some people were silent, but some people still felt extremely flustered.
Mo Zhenzhen pointed to the darkness outside the window and spoke softly.
"Look, there is divine punishment outside. Once Zhang Qingyue does that, nothing will be left in this city, including living people, zombies, and ghosts." Mo Zhenzhen made this up, but she is not afraid of these minions. Ghosts don’t believe it.
Who would entrust their wealth and life to a stranger? These people just have no other choice.
Mr. Qin suppressed the smile on his face and looked at Mo Zhenzhen condescendingly. After a while, seeing that the Qin family did not respond, the guests below became even more unscrupulous.
"Nonsense, how do you prove that what you say is true!" The middle-aged man who stood up asked Mo Zhenzhen, but the fear in his eyes was not that of someone else.
Mo Zhenzhen smiled, stroked her wide cuffs and expensive cassock, and said something irrelevant.
"Do you know the difference between criminals and terrorists?" No need for these people to answer, Mo Zhenzhen gave the answer directly.
"Criminals care about evidence and human rights. No matter what evil things the other party has done, they must go through legal procedures. But terrorists do not need it. Those who shake the foundation of the country can be killed on the spot without any defense, at any cost."
These words were like thunder, instantly shaking the people present to death.
