Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

Binhai City.

Platinum Club.

As the largest entertainment venue in Binhai City, Platinum Club is very popular. Every night, you can see trendy young men and women coming and going at the entrance.

The neon sign at the entrance, spelling out "Platinum," instilled fear in some of Binhai City's underworld figures, as the Platinum Club also belonged to the Zhou Group, Binhai City's largest underground force.

At this moment, in a luxurious private room inside the Platinum Club.

"Still haven't found it?"

Zhao Long sat on the sofa with a grim expression, glaring at his subordinates, and angrily shouted, "It's been so long and we still can't find a single person. What are you all good for?"

Faced with the scolding, the subordinates simply lowered their heads and remained silent, without saying a word.

Zhao Long glanced at his men, and seeing that they were all silent, his face immediately showed displeasure: "What? Are you all mute? Why aren't you saying anything?"

At this moment, a long-haired man wearing a black vest with a tattoo on his right arm said nervously, "Brother Long, the brothers have tried their best to search, but..."

At this point, the long-haired man paused, his eyes meeting Zhao Long's cold gaze out of the corner of his eye. A slight tremor ran through him. After a moment's hesitation, he continued, "But Tiger's death is, after all, related to the supernatural, and coupled with that recent strange incident, it's made the brothers uneasy. Perhaps..."

Before the long-haired man could finish speaking, Zhao Long immediately understood what he meant.

It's simply that his brother Zhao Hu's death was related to something supernatural, and his men were too scared to go looking for him.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Zhao Long glanced at the long-haired man and said in an icy tone, "I'm not asking you to find the weirdo who killed my brother. I'm just asking you to find the missing Xiao He."

Zhao Long was well aware of just how terrifying the Weird was; he would rather offend an Alliance Inspector than encounter a Weird.

However, we can ignore the strange occurrences, but we must find the missing Xiao He.

Zhao Long was convinced that his brother's death must be related to Xiao He. Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence that his brother disappeared right after he died?

In fact, it wasn't just Zhao Long who thought this way; even the patrol team and special operations team in Binhai City thought the same way.

Just as Xiao He had guessed, his disappearance had been defined by two groups of people, both openly and secretly, as an escape from punishment. Even though neither group believed that Xiao He could command a monster to kill, they were certain that the monster that killed Zhao Hu must have some connection with Xiao He.

Boom boom boom!

Just then, a series of urgent knocks sounded on the door of the private room.

Zhao Long frowned and said, "Go in."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a portly middle-aged man rushed in.

"Brother Long, we've got news about that kid."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Long jumped up from the sofa, his face grave, and asked, "Where is he?"

The middle-aged fat man, panting heavily, said breathlessly, "Someone...someone saw...saw him at the Regent Hotel."

"Regent Hotel?"

Zhao Long's gaze darkened, and he muttered to himself.

At this moment, the long-haired man beside him reminded him, "Brother Long, the Regent Hotel is Brother Dao's territory. Should we greet him first?"

Li Xiaodao, also known as Brother Dao.

Like Zhao Long, he is a publicly acknowledged manager of the Zhou Group.

Unlike Zhao Long, who relies on his brains to make a living, Li Xiaodao became a manager because of his combat power, which is comparable to the martial arts mastery level. His superb throwing knife skills are no less than those of bullets, and his series of throwing knives can be described as deadly.

Although Zhao Long and Li Xiaodao are of similar status, Li Xiaodao is actually more valued by the chairman of the Zhou Group. In this world, a clever business genius is sometimes far less capable than a martial arts prodigy.

"No need. I have no grudge against that guy surnamed Li. The most important thing right now is to find him."

After a moment's thought, Zhao Long rejected the long-haired man's suggestion.

Actually, he had his own selfish reasons for rejecting his subordinate's suggestion. Now everyone, openly and secretly, knew that Xiao He was related to a hanged ghost. Did that mean that as long as he was captured, it would be the same as capturing a hanged ghost?

There is a method to master the supernatural in this world, but this method is only circulated within the alliance. Even though the Zhou Group has connections everywhere in Binhai City, Zhao Long could not find a single trace of this method.

But now, a method that might allow him to master something strange is right in front of him, so how could he possibly share it with others?

Boom boom boom!

Just then, there was another urgent knocking on the door of the private room.

Zhao Long frowned again, wondering to himself if this was yet another person reporting Xiao He's whereabouts. If so, it meant that he wasn't the only one who knew Xiao He's location.

Thinking of this, Zhao Long said the word "advance" in a heavy tone.

next second.

"Brother Long, I just received news that Old Wang from the antique shop is dead. He was murdered by Xiao Heqian."

......

In the dimly lit room, Xiao He sat calmly on the bed. In front of him was an open black box containing stacks of Alliance Coins, some of which seemed to be stained with a dark red color.

That was dried blood, from the already deceased Wang Jingyi.

"I never expected that old guy had a pistol hidden under the table."

Still feeling lingering fear, Xiao He thought to himself.

He got in touch with a few thugs and fabricated a story about being secretly filmed, all so he could meet Wang Jingyi and get money from him.

Xiao He originally only planned to have the Hanging Ghost use the Ghost Wall technique to trap Wang Jingyi for a few days, because after a few days, he would leave Binhai City and completely change his appearance.

However, he did not expect that this old guy would try to double-cross him. If it weren't for the Hanging Ghost reminding him, he would not have known that Wang Jingyi had already decided to kill him.

"Truly worthy of being a gangster; he appears cheerful on the surface, but harbors murderous intent in his heart."

Although Xiao He had prepared for the worst before setting off, he always felt that killing was the worst possible option, because it would only make things that were going smoothly become more complicated.

But now that it has already happened, all he can do is let nature take its course.

"Sigh, hopefully that weird guy can keep my attention for a few more days."

Xiao He sighed inwardly. The one who killed Wang Jingyi was the Hanging Ghost, so Wang Jingyi's death was basically the same as Zhao Hu's and the others'. Anyone with a brain could tell that he was definitely involved in this matter.

"Anyway, I can't stay here any longer."

Xiao He muttered to himself.

He knew that once he appeared, or rather, once the Hanged Ghost appeared, both the overt and covert groups would definitely shift their attention back to him.

Thinking of this, Xiao He reached out and took out an ordinary-looking backpack from the side, put the money from the box into the backpack. This black box was also stained with Wang Jingyi's blood. Just in case, he had just bought this backpack for 100 Alliance Coins on his way back.

He picked up a stack of Alliance coins and took a close look at them.

"This money should be enough for now."

Xiao He's next task was to find the person who could help him find the corpse and possess it, as mentioned before. Unlike Wang Jingyi, if he wanted to meet this person, he had to pay money first, which was the so-called "sincerity".

That's why he went to great lengths to get this 200,000 yuan gift.

at the same time.

At the entrance of the Regent Hotel, five vans arrived at some unknown time. After the doors opened, the long-haired man next to Zhao Long got out carrying a watermelon knife.

"This is it, follow me."

At the long-haired man's command, a group of thugs armed with weapons jumped out of the car in a swarm.

Meanwhile, in a secluded spot around the corner opposite the hotel, a black car had been waiting for quite some time.