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138、The scapegoat

Sunset.

The streets and alleys of Shenzhen concentration camp are still coming and going, but they are even more lifeless than before.

There seemed to be a different sound between heaven and earth, like a breeze and clouds turning. The last afterglow of the sun hid in the foggy clouds, with a few traces of tranquility in the calm.

There is a hotel called Tongyuan near Yitai. In another twenty minutes, a dinner welcoming Huang Ghost will be held on the top floor of Tongyuan Hotel. The dinner is nominally hosted by Black Ghost, but the actual operator is Zhang Xuan.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound echoed in the hotel lobby. The people in the lobby looked in the sound and saw Zhang Xuan's raised slap still in the air, while a little brother was covering his face, trembling.

"I'm a useless person, I'll raise you in vain!" Zhang Xuan roared and waved his right hand again. He was very angry, his slightly black face turned into a pig's liver color, and his thin body was almost unstable.

Bang ~

Another slap that resounded through the lobby.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." The little brother named Song Xiaobo's knees became weak and he immediately fell to the ground.

"It's only twenty minutes to prepare for the meal. Where are the people now? Where are the people? If you can't serve the Huang Ghost well tonight, you're the only one asking!" Zhang Xuan raised his right foot and stepped on Song Xiaobo's chest without mercy.

"I'll call and continue to call and urge." Song Xiaobo took out his cell phone while howling. He had been with Zhang Xuan for several years and bullying men and women on weekdays. However, at this critical moment, the girl who had originally arranged disappeared!

"Get out! After making so many calls, no one answered. What's the use of continuing to call? Anyway, I don't care. In twenty minutes, a girl who can sing and dance must come to the dinner to cheer her up. If not, you take off all your clothes and go to the stage!" Zhang Xuan said angrily.

"Yes...yes...yes, I'll go on stage." Song Xiaobo could only stutter.

"Bah! No one cares about taking off all your clothes, but it's still a big deal! Tell you clearly. If there is really no girl who can sing and dance to cheer me up, then I have to change my gameplay. For example, killing a useless hand to watch Huang Ghost on the spot, maybe it will be a miraculous effect." Zhang Xuan suddenly changed into a strange smile.

Damn~

After listening to Zhang Xuan's words, Song Xiaobo almost urinated. He knew that Zhang Xuan could do anything out of order in order to flatter him.

what to do?

The girl I contacted before was missing. Is it because I am looking for one to be crammed at the moment? Alas, even if I crammed at the moment, I have to hold a hug, which is better than offering sacrifices to myself...

Song Xiaobo walked out of Tongyuan Hotel anxiously. His mind was filled with mess and he had no room for thinking.

Lights were lit up in many buildings around, and Song Xiaobo walked on the wall like a stray dog. Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in his sight, and Song Xiaobo's eyes shone, as if he saw the savior.

It was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Her white skin was smooth like milk, her oval face, a small and straight nose, a long golden hair, and bright red lips. At first glance, she looked like she came from another world.

Song Xiaobo came forward without hesitation, took out the thick banknotes, and asked straight to the point: "Can you sing? Can you dance?"

The girl was Chen Su. She did not answer immediately, but hid next to her fear.

"Can you?" Song Xiaobo asked anxiously. Although Song Xiaobo seemed to be asking, he had already made up his mind secretly. Regardless of whether Chen Su could do so, he would try every means to get Chen Su to Huang Ghost's dinner.

After all, to take a step back, even if there is any mistake in the middle that Zhang Xuan needs to kill someone to enjoy Huang Ghost, then Chen Su is the first to bear the brunt of the scapegoat.

"What are you going to do?" Chen Su asked pretending to be timid.

"There is a banquet in Tongyuan Hotel. If you are willing to attend, the money will be yours. And from now on, no one in Shenzhen concentration camp will dare to bully you again." Song Xiaobo waved the banknotes in his hand, "Of course, it would be better if you can sing and dance."

"Really?" Chen Susse said.

"It's true, I'll guarantee it in the name of the local flying dragon." Song Xiaobo pretended to be a tiger's power.

"Who attends the banquet?" Chen Su continued to ask.

"They have a high position and power, don't worry, it will only benefit you but not harm you." Song Xiaobo said anxiously.

After thinking for a while, Chen Su spoke, and hummed softly, singing a household song in Noah's Ark. Although she had already retained it, Song Xiaobo was still very intoxicated.

No wonder, living in a dark world, Song Xiaobo has never heard of such a heavenly sound?

But as he listened, Song Xiaobo's two brows suddenly frowned. He seemed to remember something, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely entangled.

Oops!

Chen Su hurriedly pursed her lips.

Did I reveal the truth? Did the popular song just now only circulate in Noah's Ark? Obviously, Song Xiaobo has noticed it. If he asks the truth, it would be troublesome.

...

At the same time, a strange noise came from a large private room on the top floor of Tongyuan Hotel. A strange smell spread in the room. On the exquisite carpet, the middle-aged man who was extremely distorted just now stood up at a 90-degree angle in a blink of an eye.

He did not bend his knees, did not bend over, and did not have any extra movements, and just lifted up straight from the floor in an instant.

"Okay! OK!" In an instant, there was a burst of cheers coming from around.

The man had an extra strong body. He was about forties, with thick hair, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and looked a bit like an emperor.

Kakka ~

The man twisted his neck, then punched his legs, as if he was doing a test.

"The human body is not bad." A young man in the corner said.

"Well, it's much better than I thought." The middle-aged man patted his shoulder muscles. "I have only heard of the method of taking over the human body before. I tried it today and found that this method is worth promoting."

"You are in a high position, but you can still listen to our suggestions tonight. I really admire you, admire you." The young man in the corner flattered him.

"Haha! From now on, I will borrow the name of this human body. You call me Huang Sheng!" The middle-aged man smiled at the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, there were bursts of applause in the box. Two minutes later, the applause became sparse, and only Zhang Xuan, who was leaning at the door, was still applauding desperately.

Zhang Xuan was very panicked at this moment, and he knew that he had to delay time.

Pa, pa, pa...

Zhang Xuan's awkward applause echoed alone.

Looking around, the [people] in this box are all ghosts who take over the body, only Zhang Xuan is a real human being, and only he is the host of the dinner party.

Looking up, Zhang Xuan looked at the young man in the corner, and the young man was also looking at him. His eyes were facing each other, and Zhang Xuan couldn't help but tremble.

He saw dissatisfaction in the eyes of the young man, and the young man in the corner was Hei Ghost, the manager of the Shenzhen concentration camp.

What to do?

Could it be that I can only confess to the Black Ghost and tell him that what he had promised to mess up?

Just when he was at a loss, Zhang Xuan's cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!
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