Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 432 Type Film
The security guard at the door came over immediately.

They were wearing standard suits, which would have looked quite refined if they were not bulging out.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

Perhaps it was due to the environment of Panshi City. Although the luxurious decoration of this nightclub could be vaguely seen from the door, the burly man in the lead looked more like a gangster than a professional security guard.

"I'm sorry." But his tone was still polite: "We don't welcome strangers here."

"How can you be a familiar face if you're not allowed in?"

Song Shi snapped his fingers, and Lapis Lazuli, which was disguised as a portable drone, sent an asset assessment data to the other party.

The number above is three million, and the unit is sulfur coins - the common currency of Ye Nan. Its purchasing power is slightly lower than the silver vouchers of Donglu and slightly higher than the credit points of the corporate alliance.

"Or do you mean that you don't welcome tourists from other places?"

The sturdy man's eyes lit up. With three million in liquid assets that could be withdrawn at any time, everything would be fine.

"You don't have any weapons so there's no need to store them."

He showed a happy expression, and took a final look with his artificial eye before making way: "Have fun tonight."

The decoration style of this nightclub has nothing to do with being trendy, it is quite traditional. The building is magnificently decorated, the crystal chandeliers on the dome are shining brightly, and at the end of the wide corridor covered with red carpet, there is a bustling crowd.

"Stolen or P?"

Song Shi asked casually while walking through the aisle.

"I hacked into his artificial eye and simulated the asset evaluation panel." Lapis Lazuli replied: "It would be a little more troublesome to directly obtain the clean assets."

"That's P." Song Shi understood.

The restless sound waves came like a tide, easily engulfing every visitor. The gorgeous lamp posts became the only light in the dim environment. In the tide of neon lights, men and women danced to their heart's content.

The dim environment, the interlaced neon lights, and the deafening noise are all enough to dazzle people.

However, as a third-ring psychic, Song Shi was able to take in the entire scene in an instant.

There are many protagonists tonight, with a circle of people surrounding them, but there is undoubtedly only one "protagonist" among these protagonists.

He was a young man in his twenties sitting at the lower left side of the hall.

He had dyed blond hair and his white shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a muscular abdomen.

At this moment, there were people sitting around him, both men and women, but regardless of gender, everyone was hugging a woman.

The only exception is him.

The blond young man leaned on the sofa, shaking his wine glass, and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Fitch. Fitch!"

A young man in his early twenties wearing a short-sleeved shirt laughed at the other party and said, "You guys made a lot of money on this trip! You have to pay for tonight!"

"Did you make a good profit?"

The blond young man called "Fitch" snorted: "Who told you that? How come I don't know?"

“It’s meaningless if you don’t admit it.”

The other party smiled and looked at the others: "Everyone, who is Fitch's uncle's uncle's brother--"

A young man in a suit laughed.

"Noble!"

Women in V-neck dresses raise their glasses.

“Generous!”

Two more people said in unison. "Tolerant!"

"The glory of the rock! The leader of the Lorati family!"

"--Bertram Lorati!"

The person who spoke first turned his gaze back to the blond young man.

"So, our dear Fitch Lorati, is there anything else you want to say?"

"Grandpa Bertram is the head of the family, but I am not. The big money is definitely not with me."

Even though he said that, the blond young man still smiled, obviously enjoying it very much. He pointed out a number: "It's barely this much."

The rest of the people immediately exclaimed in unison, and some of them showed genuine envy in their eyes, while secretly cursing in their hearts that it was really cruel.

Although they are qualified to sit here and their backgrounds are certainly not bad, they are not as good as the undisputed overlords of Panshi City, the Lorati and Moore families.

Just talking about the most recent incident, the Lorati family saw that prices in Panshi City had been rising recently, and the people below were in a hurry to use cash, so they decisively relied on their huge liquidity to purchase a large number of corporate securities at low prices from the employees of the few provincial factories that were still valuable.

After all the hustle and bustle, he became the major shareholder of these factories.

The method is simple. It's a pity that they don't dare to do it.

The Lorati family has close ties with the municipal government, so it is legal and reasonable for them to do so. If they were to do the same, it would be an infringement of state-owned assets and they would be hit hard in an instant.

"Hmm."

The blond young man benefited greatly from it. As one of the younger generations favored by Bertram, the current head of the Lorati family, he made a fortune by participating in this event.

In a sense, he is no longer on the same level as the young people around him who are still asking their parents for money.

"Yeah actually."

"I originally wanted to look around a bit more, after all, it's easier to see from a different perspective, then get some evidence here, find two witnesses here, and get some honest lawyers and reporters."

At this moment, a strange voice interrupted.

The volume of the voice was not high and the tone was not strong, but for some reason, it was extremely clear in this noisy environment.

"But now I think it's unnecessary to make so much trouble."

Looking at the black-clad young man who suddenly appeared, Fitch was stunned for a moment, then frowned. He didn't look at him, but asked the others: "Do you know him? Who brought him here?"

Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads, and looked at the young man in a daze.

Fitch turned his head, his prosthetic eye flashed, and he scanned twice, finally confirming that the other person was not someone he knew - not even someone in the Rock social circle.

"I'm in a good mood today." He glanced at the other person without moving, and said calmly: "While I'm not angry yet, I suggest you shut up and get out of my sight immediately."

So Song Shi nodded.

The dim environment suddenly lit up, it was the color of fire——

Amidst the unimaginable scorching heat, a line of flame suddenly rose up and pierced straight through the ceiling.

To be precise, it was the ceiling of this nightclub, and even the ceiling on the ceiling, that had not just a gap, but the entire area of ​​hundreds of square meters that was reduced to ashes in an instant.

A sparse cold wind passed through the sky behind, instantly dispelling the noisy air.

Fitch also slowly opened his eyes.

It wasn't even consternation.

Instead, it was like a 100-minute movie. After watching the young love tug-of-war between the hero and heroine for 99 minutes, when it was finally time for them to confess their love, a whale in the aquarium nearby suddenly grew limbs, became 20 times larger, and started running out of the door, wreaking havoc and destroying the city, and killing the hero and heroine in the process.

Uh, turns out this is actually a mutant monster disaster movie.

(End of this chapter)