In the club where Zhang Ningxi was attacked, there was a group of people gathered in a room at this time, and at a cursory glance, there were no less than twenty or thirty people in this room, and these people put their hands together at this time, put them on their chests, and their eyes were closed, as if they were praying in some kind of way.

Everyone's expressions were very focused, and the room was silent, and only after listening closely, could you barely hear some very light breathing.

They gathered together and sat in a large circle around the table, which was not empty, and a large basin of water took up most of the space on the table.

In the center of the basin, the light of the Tao loomed, the mist was hazy, and the two Buddha statues were solemn in the tumbling mist, and these people were praying to these two Buddha statues, no, it should be said that they were performing some kind of ritual.

In the midst of the rolling mist, if you look closely, you will find that there are some subtle differences between the two Buddha statues and the orthodox Buddha statues.

In the haze, these two statues that look like Buddha statues and don't seem to be Buddha statues, the corners of their mouths seem to be slightly prying, as if they are laughing, after looking at them for a long time, they will feel that this smile is a little weird.

"Whew~"

The sound of a person's breathing was amplified, and he let out a long breath, and now a slight voice, in this environment, seemed to have pushed the first card of the dominoes, and as the man lowered his hand and opened his eyes, the others around him also opened their eyes in turn.

In just a moment, everyone in the room had already opened their eyes, and their expressions were still solemn, but everyone's eyes were a little hot and excited.

They gather here and obediently perform this ritual, and their purpose is naturally not because of the ritual itself.

"Everyone can drink holy water."

The man who opened his eyes first spoke, and his words suddenly broke the silence of the room, even if everyone was still moving slowly, but the heat in their eyes was completely blooming at this moment.

The huge basin on the table is not an exaggeration, but the height of the pool is only a hand's distance, and between the edge of the pool and the edge of the table, half a foot long, is filled with small bowls.

In front of everyone, a small bowl was placed, and in that small bowl at this time, there was half a bowl of water, which was what they called holy water.

Hearing the man's words, everyone tried their best to suppress the excitement in their hearts, and stretched out their hands without hesitation, but their movements were very careful, as if they were afraid that one would accidentally knock over the holy water.

On top of the small bowl, a little white mist swirled, and everyone picked up the small bowl, slowly put it to their lips, and sniffed with their noses very intoxicated.

The mist rolled and rushed into everyone's nose, and it was as if they had smelled some kind of wonderful smell, and everyone's expression was almost the same, happy, happy, wonderful, as if a fairyland had appeared in front of their eyes.

"Goo-dong"

As the first person who couldn't wait drank the "holy water" in the small bowl, it was only a moment for everyone to drink the water in the small bowl in front of them.

Half a bowl of water, for any person, is so insignificant, someone drank it and gently put the small bowl on the table, the person leaned directly on the chair, his eyes slowly closed, the whole person relaxed, his face was filled with a happy smile, as if this bowl of water made him enter some kind of wonderful realm.

Someone held the small bowl tightly with both hands, his eyes were full of fire, and he secretly glanced at the others, and found that no one was looking at him, so he hurriedly licked it secretly, and then had an aftertaste on his face.

...

Everyone's reaction to drinking the bowl of water varied, but there was not much difference, and everyone was quiet until five minutes later, when the man who had spoken slowly stood up.

"Alright, everyone can leave."

As his words fell, a man got up from his chair very obediently and walked out of the room in a slow line.

During the whole process, no one complained about anything, or questioned the man's words, they were like the most well-behaved children, and obedience became their only instinct.

Even those who were most reluctant to give up the holy water before, even those who still stared at the pool with longing after drinking the holy water, did not ask for another bowl, and all left the room obediently. 89 Literature Network

When everyone was out, the man came out and closed the door.

The group came to another room, which was very luxurious, and all kinds of valuable antiques were just ordinary furnishings.

Everyone found a place to sit, but the man came to the center of the room and stood in front of them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the third time you have drunk holy water, the effect of holy water, you should have already known during this time, everyone has obtained the benefits, so what to do next, I don't need to say more."

"Understood!"

"Yes!"

... ...

Everyone answered, and although the man did not elaborate, everyone sitting here knew what they were about to do.

Their eyes were even hotter, and if it weren't for the fact that this man was still standing there at this time, I am afraid that these people would have run out a long time ago, leaving this club and completing the task assigned by this man.

For such a long time, they have been waiting, waiting for this time to come.

These three consecutive drinks of holy water, although they don't need to spend half a dime on them, each person has the same amount of holy water, but this is not what they want.

What they want is not some fair distribution, for anyone here, the so-called fairness, the so-called average, is the biggest unfairness.

They have been waiting for the third allot allotment, and at the same time they are waiting for the third allotment to end, because since then, the allegion is no longer as it is today, which is distributed equally among everyone, but according to contributions.

Depending on how much each person contributes, each distribution is carried out, and the contribution determines the status of everyone, and the status brings different treatment and the rationing of holy water.

If Zhang Ningxi was here at this time, she would definitely be very shocked, because she knew everyone here, some were very familiar, and some were not familiar, but they also knew each other's identities.

Even some people are Zhang Ningxi can't compare.

In every place, there are different levels of society, if there is an upper class society in Maple City, then this high society is in this room at this time, and these twenty or thirty people represent almost the upper class society in Maple City.

As for the others, it was just an extension of the various connections with them, and they were the real bosses of this Maple City.

But at this moment, each of them was extremely excited, and their bodies were already tense, like athletes who were ready at the starting line, waiting for the starting gun to go off at any time.

"Alright, everyone can leave."

The man standing in the middle of the room said something briefly, and then directly said the closing words, and as the words fell, everyone in the room immediately stood up, and then hurriedly walked towards the outside of the room one by one.

Some people trotted out their phones, and as they walked, they began to explain the matter, and they showed that they couldn't wait, without the slightest concealment.

More than two dozen people poured out, the noise was far away, and the room soon became empty, and the man standing in the center of the room looked at the people in the distance, the corners of his mouth hooked a smug arc, reached out to untie his tie, and threw it aside at will.

The man walked over to a couch and sat down, reached out and picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank the clear liquor in it, and looked up and laughed.

The room reverberated with the man's laughter, his joy was not concealed in the slightest, and there was no need to hide it, he was the only one here.

And this man, maybe Lin Mo can't remember clearly, but Zhang Ningxi is definitely impressed by him, because he is the owner of this club, that is, the mastermind behind Zhang Ningxi's attack in the parking lot - Mr. Liao.