After Boss Qi came, Pan Ling, who had a pair of small eyes, swept over.

Pan Ling was very uncomfortable to watch.

Seeing that the person was right, Pan Ling did not pretend, and smiled coldly:

"Someone else is looking for you besides me."

Boss Qi was stunned for a moment:

"Anyone else? Didn't you say you're the only one?

Ay! But it's okay, I still have a few spare rooms, how many of you still have them? Where? ”

Pan Ling glanced behind Boss Qi:

"Right behind you!"

"Behind you?"

Boss Qi had a hint of doubt, he didn't see anyone around when he came.

In confusion, he also turned his head.

As a result, I saw Mao Jing and I walking out of the bushes next to us.

When he saw Mao Jing, he didn't react yet.

But when he saw me, he was very surprised:

"Y-How are you still alive. No, how are you outside? ”

"I'm outside, you're surprised?"

I smiled and spoke, and Mao Jing approached him step by step.

Although he changed his words suddenly, I knew that the first thing he wanted to say should be to say; How am I still alive.

Realizing that something was wrong, he suddenly changed his words.

This guy is really problematic.

Boss Qi may have had a premonition, especially when he saw the murderous intent in my eyes, he subconsciously retreated.

As a result, the body was too fat, and one sat on the ground without paying attention.

"Y-What are you doing?"

With a smile, I took out the stick he had given me:

"Boss Qi, do you still know this cigarette?"

Boss Qi's eyes flickered, revealing some fear:

"Hua, Huazi, what's wrong?"

I continued to speak calmly:

"It's nothing, you pumped him in front of me."

Boss Qi's face changed suddenly, revealing a frightened look on his face, and he kept shaking his head:

"Ahh No, no, no, I, I, I quit smoking, I quit smoking. Don't smoke, don't smoke! ”

The more he rejects it, the bigger the problem with this guy.

And we also paid special attention to it, Boss Qi is just an ordinary person, and there is no strong Qi on his body.

Even so, there was no relaxation of guards.

Seeing that he didn't cooperate, I went up and kicked him directly in the stomach.

In an instant, a pig-killing scream sounded.

"Ahh

He clutched his stomach and began to retch.

"I say it again, smoked it!"

Boss Qi's face turned pale with fright:

"No, you can't smoke it!"

I kicked him again, this time in the waist.

It hurt so much that he covered his waist and screamed again.

"Brother, stop kicking, stop kicking. Really, really can't be smoked, really can't be smoked! ”

While speaking, this Boss Qi was so painful that he was about to cry.

Asked again:

"Okay, then you tell me about it. Why can't this cigarette be smoked? ”

The guy gasped twice, then spoke again:

"It's, that's me, I have tuberculosis, so I can't smoke.

Yes, yes, I have tuberculosis and can't smoke......"

I was even a little speechless, when he showed us the way during the day, I saw that he smoked quite smoothly, and now he says that he has tuberculosis?

The devil doesn't believe this.

Still haven't had enough, I'm getting ready to keep shooting.

As a result, Mao Jing walked up without saying a word, grabbed the arm that made him fat, and twisted it back.

only heard the "click" twice, and broke the fat man's hand on the spot.

For a moment, Boss Qi's face was distorted.

He let out a scream of great pain, folded his arms and fell to the ground and began to wail.

Mao Jing asked directly and coldly:

"Say, you know everything.

If you dare to conceal it, you will have another hand.

And then there is something to hide, and it is your feet.

Until it screws you to death. ”

Mao Jing's tone was very calm, but every word made Boss Qi's heart chill.

He hugged his severed arm, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Only now did he see the situation clearly, and he must not be able to hide it.

If you want to survive, you can only cooperate with us.

Boss Qi hugged his severed hand and said tremblingly:

"Say, talk. That cigarette, that cigarette dripped corpse oil, sucked, smoked and haunted by a hundred ghosts, and would lose your soul and lose your life......"

What he said is still not true enough, losing his soul and dying his life means being at the mercy of others.

If I smoke that corpse fume, I'll lose my mind and be manipulated by sneaks.

When the time comes, they can kill me as much as they want, but fortunately I have a mind.

Otherwise, I might have died in the building.

"Why are you hurting me?"

"It's not me, it's not that I'm going to hurt you, I—I'm just an errand runner.

I'm a nice guy, really, I used to be a normal street runner......"

Boss Qi said bitterly, telling his identity, as well as his relationship with the tube building, where the corpse oil came from, etc., one by one.

Boss Qi, full name Qi Qiong.

Before he became the owner of Happy B&B, he was an unemployed vagrant, a second-rate son on the streets of this Jin District.

Eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

Later, I lost the old house by playing cards, and I ran to the tube building when I had no place to live, and I casually pried a door to live in.

And the room he lived in happened to be 403, the butcher's room.

He said that that night, he dreamed of a butcher wearing a leather apron and holding a pig-killing knife.

The butcher gave him a piece of gold and told him to bring a few men under the age of forty to play cards in the building tomorrow.

If he doesn't bring it, the gold will be his life money.

When he woke up, he didn't take a business seriously.

As a result, when I touched the pocket of my clothes, I really found the piece of gold.

He knew that it was dirty, but a person like him, who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles, is a lonely person, and he can't afford to live, and it seems that it is nothing to trade with dirty things.

Thinking about it, it's just a game, come here to play cards, and he still has money to make.

He sold the gold, and he really got the money.

And on the second night, I found four or five street slippers to play cards in 403 of the tube building.

As a result, the card was played until twelve o'clock, and a street slipper said that he wanted to go out to pee, and he didn't come back for a long time.

When they heard a muffled "bang", they found that the street runner who had gone out to pee had fallen to his death downstairs.

They called the police at the time, but they were only considered suicides.

Only he knows, it may not be, he was killed by ghosts......

After that night, he had another piece of gold in his pocket.

In this way, he began to make a deal with the man in the leather apron and the pig-killing knife in a dream.

As long as he does what the other person says, then he will get gold every time.

Sometimes it's gold rings, gold necklaces, dog's head gold, etc.

directly lived himself as a "demon agent".

As long as the people he is targeting, none of them can survive.

From his description, directly and indirectly, he caused the deaths of eleven people.

And the place of death is not limited to the tube building.

It can be anywhere, in your own home, in the river, on the road, etc.

But there is something in common, they have all been to the tube building.

In order to hide people's eyes, he opened a happy homestay here.

The formalities are complete.

And opening a homestay is not profitable

The main purpose is to find prey for the ghosts in the tube building.

He earns gold.

As for giving me the corpse fumes, it was also he who got instructions from the butcher in the leather apron.

That's why he came to the building, and he took the fruit just to hide it.

And his goal is me......