Chapter 3 Pick-up
DQ City is a city with a long history, and like Dadong City, where Wang Chaling is located, there was once a terrifying ghost rider here.
In the era of the Republic of China, it was not as simple as the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, and the strength of other people may not lose to them.
It's just that the survival time is not as good as theirs, and the means of dealing with the supernatural are not so brilliant.
Walking out of the airport, the people who had already arranged it drove Wang Chaling and Zhao Qiang into the car.
Immediately afterward, the car started, ignoring the surrounding watchers, and rushed towards the outskirts of DQ City.
"Boss, Wang Chaling, they rushed to the suburbs." In a car closely behind Wang Chaling and the others, a person reported.
"Pull a distance, as long as the other party doesn't release a ghost on the spot, don't do superfluous things."
The person in charge of DQ City is called Huang Yuan, and he can be the person in charge of such a well-developed and resource-rich city, and his own strength is not weak.
What's more important is that he is similar to Wang Chaling, both of whom are ghosts of the N generation, but Wang Chaling is the top one, and he can only be regarded as a midstream at most.
The information that has been handed down records the horror of the Wang family in Dadong City, and he is not willing to conflict with Wang Chaling if he can.
If he had been replaced by another person in charge who had no background, he would have directly arranged for someone to go up.
Where would it be like now, to cringe with a person on your own turf?
"Strength, it's all strength, now there is a word called hating the rich, to a certain extent, I am also a person who hates the rich." Huang Yuan looked at the speeding vehicle in the video and said with a wry smile.
For the Wang family's way of relying on bloodlines to transmit terrifying supernatural powers, anyone who has a certain understanding, as long as they are not very strong, there is no one who is not envious.
Under Huang Yuan's intentional arrangement, the entire road was gradually emptied, and in the end, only one car where Wang Chaling was located, and a few cars following behind him from afar, were still speeding on the road.
Wang Chaling's purpose is a wasteland in his memory, but after a few decades of changes, the wasteland in his memory no longer exists, and the ghost is gone, replaced by a resort.
The vehicle drove to the place in memory, and immediately two security guards walked up: "Sir, this is a private resort, please show your voucher when you enter and exit." ”
Suddenly, the two security guards stared at each other, and their hands silently pressed an object on their waists.
Wang Chaling looked at the co-pilot's position, Zhao Qiang's waist was bulging, and he looked like he was stuffed with a guy.
"With your ability to control the three powerful ghosts, you have said that you don't need a pistol, and you don't need to bring it with you every time you go out."
Zhao Qiang used to be his bodyguard, and he was used to using firearms, even if he became a ghost handler, he didn't change it.
"Mr. Wang, for some people, pistols are much better than ghosts, this resort needs me?" Zhao Qiang said.
He knew the details of this place, and he didn't know what the purpose of the owner of this resort was to build a resort here, and if it was possible, it would be better to get rid of it.
"No, in the end, it's Huang Yuan's territory, tell him when you leave later, just give him a face."
"Gentlemen, please ........."
The conversation between the two seemed to anger the security guards gathered around the vehicle, one holding a horn and trying to get out of the car.
However, they are very careful in their movements, deliberately hiding behind cover, even if they themselves have guns.
"Stop, stop me."
The vehicle that braked sharply left a long mark on the road, and before the vehicle could stop, a person couldn't wait to push the door open and shouted loudly.
"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry about the matter here, I'll take care of it." Zhou Dali's face was solemn, and his tone was a little nervous.
He didn't expect Wang Chaling to actually have a conflict with people here, but the matter had already happened and could only be resolved.
Wang Chaling pushed his glasses and looked very gentle: "This is also our problem, and they are also responsible." ”
"But I don't know whose resort it is? Excuse me from DQ City. ”
Wang Chaling seemed to be pleading, but it sounded more like an order, but no one felt wrong.
"Zhao Qiang, you stay here to assist, I'll go in first." As soon as the words fell, Wang Chaling had already disappeared into the car.
……
When he opened his eyes again, there was already a dim world in front of him, and Wang Chaling was standing on a dirt road at this time.
It's cold and dead.
This was Wang Chaling's only impression of this space before, but now he seems to have more understanding.
On one side of the dirt road is a large wasteland scattered with some bewitching and eerie flowers.
A rickety figure sat numbly on the side of the road, with a rusty kettle at his feet.
On the other side is the same wasteland, but with the difference that there is a huge warehouse on the wasteland.
In front of the warehouse, there are still vendors, but without exception, the vendors are full of goods, but none of them are merchants.
Wang Chaling didn't care about these situations, walked straight to the door of the warehouse, and took out a piece of jade pendant, which had wisps of blood on it, and there were many gaps.
"I'm going to pick it up, A36."
"Crunch~!"
The long-sealed door opened a gap, and in the darkness, a dark arm stretched out from it and took the jade pendant in Wang Chaling's hand.
A moment later, a golden bag was thrown out of it by his arm, and it was what Wang Chaling wanted.
"A place where there is stock, but the person who stockpiles is almost dead, if the owner is still alive, it is really a lot of money."
Through the gap in the darkness, Wang Chaling faintly saw a terrifying white eye, but what attracted him was the lockers.
The dilapidated cabinet door could not stop Wang Chaling's sight, strange corpses, broken limbs, rotten coffins, and strange objects...... One by one, he saw it.
His eyes couldn't help but glow with heat, and he felt the urge to ransack this storage warehouse.
Storage bins.
A supernatural place that existed before the Republic of China, you only need to pay a certain price, you can store your things in it permanently, and take it when you need it.
However, there are certain restrictions on the so-called storage.
"If this thing doesn't have a storage limit, it's a good place to keep the ghosts forever, but it's a pity."
Wang Chaling has looked at the information in the warehouse, there are only 108 storage cabinets in it, and once this storage limit is exceeded, some bad things will happen.
He doesn't know what it is, but it is recorded in the information that the warehouse was out of control once during the Republic of China, and it was a person surnamed Luo and Li who joined forces to quell it.
Lifting the gold bag, a terrifying figure emerged, bringing Wang Chaling back to the real world.