Chapter 48 Ghost Beast

In this way, Mr. Zhou saw Qian Chuming being broken into two by the butcher, and then threw it on the chopping board casually and began to cut it. Some people passed by from time to time, but they seemed to be used to this kind of scene, and no one came forward to watch the fun or stopped him.

"Bang..." A crisp snap of his fingers broke the tranquility around him. The shop disappeared and the surroundings became brighter. The incandescent lamps above his head exuded a soft light.

"This...I..." Mr. Zhou looked around in shock, then touched his body. After feeling that he was fine, a suspended heart fell down. Then he raised his arms and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Qian Chuming, who was standing behind him, had already had a face as if he was losing his soul.

In one corner of the house, there was a writing desk. Behind the table was a man in his forties. The man had a little dark skin and average appearance. He was smiling at Mr. Zhou and the others at the door.

"Haha, Mr. Zhou, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are far less determined than your master," the black-faced man laughed.

Hearing the man's voice, Mr. Zhou turned his head suspiciously and smiled bitterly.

"Mr. He, you... hey, I thought I went to hell, but I didn't expect it to be just a dream," Zhou Xian said with a deep breath.

"Hehe, hell is almost the same as this. I just let you see. If you hire a ghost here, you will be like this when you go to hell in the future, just like what you saw just now," Mr. He said with a deep smile.

Mr. Zhou sighed, "Nothing in the world is good, why bother to care about hell."

"Haha... so bold. Since that's the case, come with me." Mr. He laughed twice, then stood up and pointed to a corner of the house. Where was there a wooden door.

Mr. Zhou turned around and took photos of Qian Chuming. The other party suddenly became clever, as if he had just woken up, but judging from his expression, he saw everything just now.

"Lao Zhou, this is too evil. Let's go quickly. I don't want to stay here anymore." Qian Chuming said in a low voice.

Seeing that his companion had stepped back, Mr. Zhou frowned and said, "Old Qian, I can't go out after coming in. That kid made you dislocate your arm. Don't you want to take revenge? There is still an 800,000 yuan left after the matter is done. Do you want it? If you don't want it, then you leave. I'll take care of it alone if you have something to do."

When Mr. Zhou said that, Mr. Qian showed a struggle, so-called wealth and honor were in danger. Since he had come, he could only fight. Thinking of this, Qian Chuming nodded and said, "Okay, then I will accompany you crazy once."

Mr. Zhou nodded with a smile, and then the two followed Mr. He and entered another room. The room seemed a little dark. There were many porcelain people in the room. These porcelain people were in a very cute shape, including boys, girls, and some elderly people and couples. Mr. Zhou understood that this was what he was looking for.

"Look at it casually, there are price tags on it, there are price tags, there are zombies, and the price tags are also available." Mr. He sat on a stool as soon as he entered, then took out a cigarette and started smoking.

While walking, Mr. Zhou and Qian Chuming looked at the porcelain people. Each porcelain people lived in ghosts, with prices ranging from one million to tens of millions. Although it was expensive, it was a one-time investment and the future returns were still very large.

"Mr. He, are there any powerful ghosts? It's best to be resentful."

"I'm so resentful?" Mr. He frowned and thought, "I'm afraid you can't pay the price."

"Yeah, how much?"

"Twenty million" Mr. He stretched out his two fingers and gestured.

"Twenty million is indeed a bit expensive," Mr. Zhou thought for a while, and then continued, "Can it be cheaper? My old ghost was killed by one person, and I want to take revenge. This ghost is too young and is afraid it is not powerful enough, or you can rent it to me, and I will pay it back to you after I use it."

When Mr. He heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, "What are you doing if you don't have money? Rent it to you, what do you think of me? If you don't have money, leave, don't waste my time."

After saying that, Mr. He was about to walk out, but he didn't want to be pulled by Mr. Zhou and said, "Mr. He, I will buy it. 20 million is only 20 million. I can make enough money to sell the house. As long as I can clean up that kid."

Hearing this, Mr. He smiled and said, "I, He, go to the underworld to catch ghosts, which will waste a lot of time. Don't use why things are easy to come."

After Mr. Zhou finished speaking, he took a white tiger on his desk in his hand and said, "Ghost beasts are more powerful than ordinary evil ghosts, and they are good at changing, so take them."

"This..." Mr. Zhou looked at the white tiger in his hand and was speechless for a moment. What he wanted was an evil ghost. What could this ghost beast do?

Mr. He seemed to see Mr. Zhou's doubts, and explained with a smile, "Don't look at this as a ghost beast. He has been the king of tigers for ten years. His evil aura is several times stronger than that of evil ghosts. I was injured in order to capture him. You must know that in this world, not only ghosts can share. After the beast dies, it is even more powerful than humans."

"Can you change one? Although this tiger is powerful,..." Mr. Zhou stopped halfway through his speech. Because he found that Mr. He was a little unhappy, he hurriedly changed his words and said, "That's OK, that's all."

"Well, I don't like others bargaining with me. Just take the things and just transfer the money to me. Also, don't be careful with me. You should know my skills."

"No, no, I'll call you right after I go back and get ready." Mr. Zhou nodded and said, his face full of flattering expressions.

An hour later, Mr. Zhou and Qian Chuming walked out of the factory. At this time, they looked like they had a serious illness, changed color and had bloodshot eyes.

"Old Zhou, are you crazy? The 20 million you came from?" Qian Chuming whispered.

Twenty million is indeed a huge number for a little warlock like them, but Mr. Zhou dares to bet that he wants to make 20 million in half a month with what he has in his hands, so now he is thinking about who to use to make the first test piece.

"No hurry. We don't have 20 million before. But with this, there is a way. Just find a rich family and put this thing in it. At that time, the money is still rolling in?"

"Oh, this thing cannot be used yet. Mr. He said that before the money was given, this thing was not under our control. Aren't you causing trouble for yourself?" Qian Chuming dissuaded.

"Don't worry, the old ghost was still under my control at the beginning. Let's go, it's okay." Mr. Zhou said confidently, then took out the white porcelain tiger and smiled and said, "It's even more powerful than the evil ghost. I wonder if I would bit Xiao Yu to death in one go. It was really hard to get a job at that time."

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