Chapter 94 94 You are teasing me

At night, Annie was lying in Ron's arms, with a torn black Catwoman costume on the floor.

Annie hugged Ron's neck and kissed him.

"My clothes are torn, let's forget it!"

"No, it's better to put on some clothes!"

…

The next day, Ron, wearing a black coat, drove his car outside a movie theater on West Street.

He got out of the car and walked towards the cinema opposite.

Ron stopped at the door of the cinema and looked up, "Elmer Brothers Cinema".

There was a red blockade outside. Ron stepped over the red blockade, took out a piece of wire and fiddled with it. The door opened and Ron walked in.

There was a layer of dust on the ground, there were a lot of broken movie tickets on the ground, and the movie posters on the wall came off and fell to the ground.

There was no one at the front desk, and several screening rooms were closed.

Ron stretched out his index finger and touched the table. There was a thick layer of dust on his finger.

Ron sniffed the air, and there was a musty smell in the air.

Then Ron walked out again and closed the door.

Then he looked at the phone number spray-painted on the door, took out his cell phone and wrote down the number.

He glanced to the left and right. The shops on both sides were all locked and the rolling shutters were drawn down.

There was no one else on the street except him.

There were no shops open until two to three hundred meters away.

Ron frowned, a street away was very prosperous.

But with this movie theater as the center, there were almost no people within a radius of two to three hundred meters.

Ron dialed the phone number.

The person who answered the phone was a man.

"Hello, Oyate? My name is Ron, and I'm outside your cinema right now..."

"Damn it, are you police bothered? I've told you everything I know. Don't bother me, you son of a bitch, do you understand? If you bother me again, I'll file a complaint against you!"

Ron frowned, and then said in a very rude tone: "What? Oyate, I think you misunderstood, I am not a damn policeman, nor am I an FBI. I am from San Francisco, and I just want to buy your movie theater.

That’s it. Of course, if you don’t want to, forget it!”

Oyate was delighted when he heard that Ron was going to buy his own movie theater.

Where did this innocent little cutie come from?

Little did he know that his movie theater was now a cursed place and it had long been deserted.

Not only that, even the shops next to it were affected by the movie theater. No one dared to stay nearby, let alone risk their lives to open a shop.

It's great that Ron actually wants to buy his movie theater.

"You want to buy my cinema, no problem. Just wait, I'll be there soon."

Ron raised his eyebrows, "How long is it now? Since you are so sincere, I'll give you half an hour. If it doesn't take half an hour, I will have to buy the store next door, on this street.

The stores seem to be interested in selling them.”

Oyate's voice was very difficult, "Half an hour, right?"

Ron sneered, "What? You only need twenty minutes?"

"Okay, no problem, no problem, I'll be there in twenty minutes!"

Ron hung up the phone and walked to the store not far away.

This is a supermarket.

The person who runs the supermarket is an old white man.

The old man is old enough, with many wrinkles on his face and all his hair is white.

Even at such an old age, I still insist on opening a store, and I am not afraid of people buying for zero yuan.

Of course, if you buy insurance, the insurance company will pay.

Why, zero-yuan shopping has almost become an industry.

"Boss, I want to ask you something?" Ron took out his FBI ID.

The old man looked at Ron's ID, then turned to look at Ron and said, "You want to ask Oyate Brothers Cinema?"

"Yes!" Ron nodded.

"Three months ago, Oyate Brothers Cinema had people disappearing inexplicably from time to time, and it was still manageable at first. The boss Oyate was a big shot. Even though people were missing, the police failed to seal off the cinema, and the cinema continued to operate.

As the number of missing people increased, Oyate gradually became unable to hold it back. More and more people disappeared, and later, the shopkeepers nearby disappeared. At first, it was only the area around the cinema that was affected, but as time went by

, the scope of influence is spreading more and more outward. Now, my supermarket can no longer open." The old man said this with a sad face.

"How much do you know about other things? Have you heard any rumors or anything like that?"

The old man said in a rude tone: "Why are you asking these questions? Anyway, you can't solve it, why not just block it outside the cinema!"

Ron was full of confidence, "They can't do it, but I can!"

The old man looked at Ron suspiciously, "Don't lie, I don't believe it. But it's okay to tell you. I heard that at night, there is a hall in the cinema that automatically plays movies that don't exist, and those that are missing

People will be drawn into the movie."

Ron looked at the old man in disbelief, "Go directly into the movie? Role-playing?"

The old man shrugged, "Who knows? I've never been in there!"

"Ding-a-ling-ring, jingle-a-ling-a-ling..."

At this moment, the phone suddenly rang.

On the other side of the phone, Oyate was out of breath, "Hey, you...where are you?"

"Wait ten minutes."

"No, are you kidding me? I finally arrived within twenty minutes."

"What twenty minutes?"

"Didn't you say that we must arrive within twenty minutes?"

"Did I say that?"

"You fool me?"

"No, would you like to wait another 10 minutes?"

Oyate gritted his teeth, "Yes, yes!"

Ron then said goodbye to the old man and returned to the cinema.

From a distance, he saw a fat man in a suit and leather shoes, and beside him was a bodyguard in a suit and sunglasses.

Oyate's belly was bulging, his arms crossed, and the white towel on his hand kept wiping the sweat on his head.

Immediately, he handed the towel to his bodyguard, forced a smile, and stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you, I am Oyate."

Ron did not shake hands with Oyate, but took out his FBI ID and said, "FBI, I have some questions for you."

Oyate froze on the spot, and then his face was full of anger, and his saliva spat out, "Fuck, are you trying to trick me?"

As he said this, he clenched his fists and was about to beat Ron.

Ron's feet arrived first, and he kicked Oyate in the stomach.

Oyate just said "ouch" and then knelt down simply.

The big white bodyguard next to him was about to rush up, so Ron took out his gun and pointed the black muzzle at himself.

The bodyguard braked suddenly, almost losing his balance and throwing himself into the street.

Oyate covered his stomach, his expression was distorted, and he cursed loudly: "Fuck, fuck, I want to complain to you, to complain to you. Come on, help me, let's go!"

The white bodyguard quickly came over, helped Oyate up, and walked towards the black car next to him.

"Don't leave, I'm the FBI and I really want to buy your movie theater!" Ron said quickly as he saw Oyate about to leave.

Oyate waved his hand and said with disdain: "Damn, you, a poor FBI guy, can you afford a shitty movie theater?"

Ron's lazy voice sounded again, "How will you know if you don't try? You don't think there are still people willing to take advantage of you and buy your cinema, do you?"

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