Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

"I didn't expect someone to come knocking on my door so quickly."

Xiao He frowned, his expression becoming slightly grave.

He carefully lowered the curtains again, then glanced down at the schoolbag on the table.

He had originally planned to leave when it was dark and windy at night, but now it seems he will have to leave earlier.

Thinking of this, Xiao He couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Luckily, I had prepared a way out for myself, otherwise I would have run into those people head-on."

Xiao He knew that with the abilities of both the overt and covert groups, they would find him sooner or later. Even if he disguised himself and destroyed all the surveillance cameras along the way, those people would still find him.

After all, even the most meticulous person can make a mistake, let alone an ordinary person with barely decent mental fortitude.

Xiao He sighed, feeling increasingly pressured.

His isolated and helpless situation made him increasingly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Although he still has a hanged ghost under his command, one ghost is far from enough to survive in this world; he needs at least an entire army of ghosts.

Xiao He shook his head, temporarily abandoning these wishful thinking thoughts, and began to consider the most pressing matter at hand: to run away!

Twenty minutes later.

Wearing casual clothes and a baseball cap, Xiao He stood calmly on the bustling street, carrying a backpack full of cash.

Just then, a silver-white sedan stopped in front of him.

A middle-aged man with a lollipop in his mouth leaned out and looked at Xiao He, asking in a flat tone, "Did you call this car?"

Xiao He nodded without saying anything, and instead opened the back door and got in.

Some drivers will chat with passengers occasionally to liven up the atmosphere or to relieve their own boredom, but the driver Xiao He encountered remained silent and expressionless throughout the entire journey, exuding a cold and indifferent aura.

However, Xiao He was quite happy about this.

Putting aside the fact that he's not exactly a chatty person to begin with, he's currently being "wanted" by two groups of people, so saying more would only make things worse, and it's better to say nothing at all.

The scenery outside the car and the time inside the car both flew by.

When Xiao He saw that the traffic outside the carriage was getting lighter and lighter, he knew that he was getting closer and closer to his destination.

The place he was going to this time was Qinghe Village, an urban village located in the suburbs of Binhai City.

The vast majority of residents in Qinghe Village are migrant workers who rent houses. The local villagers have all bought houses in the city and rarely live in the village. As a result, Qinghe Village has long lost its original simple and honest atmosphere and has become a mixed and filthy place.

Sunset, dusk, the sun is setting in the west.

At the entrance of Qinghe Village, a car is slowly driving in.

After the car came to a stop, Xiao He opened the door, picked up his backpack, and walked along the muddy road into the village. The driver, who was chewing on a lollipop, watched him leave, looking thoughtful.

As an experienced driver, he naturally knew exactly where he was.

the other side.

After entering the village, Xiao He began to look around. His gaze eventually settled on a convenience store called "Shazhou". He walked straight through the crowd and found four burly men drinking and playing cards under the shade of a tree on the other side of the store.

Xiao He pulled his hat down further and said in a low voice, "I'm here to see Brother Yong."

Upon hearing this, the four burly men paused in their actions, and then three of them turned their gazes to a burly man with a scar on his face and a fierce expression.

"What do you want with Brother Yong?" The scarred man put down the cards in his hand, his tone full of vigilance.

Xiao He patted the backpack in his hand: "Buy goods."

Upon hearing this, the scarred man gave Xiao He a deep look, his vigilance undiminished.

"Are you alone?"

"Hmm." Xiao He nodded.

The scarred man glanced behind Xiao He, then gestured with his eyes to the burly man beside him, who immediately understood and got up to walk to Xiao He's side.

"You know the rules, right?" the scarred man said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao He silently unzipped his backpack, revealing it filled with cash.

The scarred man glanced at them, nodded, and then the big man standing next to Xiao He suddenly reached into his bag, pulled out a small wad of cash, and turned to walk towards the Shazhou convenience store next door.

A moment later, a voice came from inside the store.

"The money is real."

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly man walked out of the store, but the wad of cash in his hand had vanished.

Xiao He remained expressionless, as if he had expected this.

This is what is known as a "gift upon meeting".

Just like you need to verify your funds when buying a house, if you want to do business with these people in the underworld, you have to show your "sincerity" first. However, unlike buying a house, this sincerity cannot be taken back.

Fortunately, the big man only took a few thousand Alliance Coins. Since the money was stolen, he didn't care.

"Come with me."

The scarred man waved to Xiao He, and before he could respond, he turned and walked into the alley next to him.

Upon seeing this, Xiao He first zipped up his backpack before taking a step to follow, while the remaining three burly men continued drinking and playing cards in place, showing no intention of following.

In a dark, damp, narrow alley.

Xiao He followed closely behind the scarred man.

In just a few minutes, he had already passed through several alleys like this.

The village's alleys are interconnected and extremely narrow. Putting aside whether these maze-like alleys would make people dizzy, the narrow, dark, and sunless environment alone is enough to make people feel breathless.

The rats that kept darting out from the ground made Xiao He frown involuntarily. If these people wanted to double-cross him, they would definitely have the upper hand.

Fortunately, things didn't turn out the way he thought. Just as the two of them turned left out of the alley, a slaughterhouse came into view under the "long-lost" sunlight.

At the factory gate, a man with the same scar on his face as the scarred man was lying on a stool playing on his phone. Upon seeing the two men arrive, he immediately stood up and nodded to the scarred man: "Brother Wu."

Although both were "scarred-faced," the scarred-faced man who led Xiao He was clearly of higher status.

Upon entering the slaughterhouse, a strong and pungent stench immediately assaulted my senses.

Amidst the screams of a pig being slaughtered, the scarred man led Xiao He through the corridor to a cold storage room. He knocked on the door, and the tightly locked door was quickly opened from the inside, releasing a blast of cold air.

"This is it, let's go in." The scarred man turned to Xiao He and said. After saying that, he showed no intention of going in. It was clear that he was only there to lead the way.

Xiao He glanced at the other person, and without hesitation, walked straight in. The moment he stepped into the cold storage, he immediately felt a chill that was several times colder than before rushing towards him.

The cold storage was filled with frozen raw meat, and many cleaned slaughtered pigs were hanging around the perimeter.

Xiao He looked up and saw a burly man with a fur coat and a face full of fat eating hot pot with great relish. The whole cold storage was filled with a rich aroma.

Four menacing-looking men stood around him, each with a matching scar on their face.

boom!

Just as Xiao He was surveying the environment inside, a muffled sound suddenly came from behind him.

The door was closed.

However, Xiao He showed no sign of nervousness or panic, and instead calmly asked, "Where are the goods?"

The burly man, who was eating hotpot at the table with his head down, suddenly looked up at Xiao He and said with a smile, "Kid, you're the first one who dares to come to me, Scarface Yong, to buy goods all by himself."

He had a long scar on his chin that ran down to his chest.

This man is named Scarface Yong, a street cleaner in Binhai City. His trademark is a long, thin, and menacing scar.

Cleaners are professionals who specialize in cleaning up after their employers, including tidying up dirty and bloody murder scenes and handling corpses that require disposal.

A law-abiding cleaner will properly dispose of the corpses requested by the employer and only earn money from the living. However, some unscrupulous cleaners will charge two fees, one for the living and one for the dead.

Those corpses that need to be disposed of can often fetch a good price, and to those who don't follow the rules, this is also a way of disposing of corpses.

The original owner only learned about the cleaner profession and Scarface Yong's existence by chance from a gambling friend.

"Where are the goods?" Xiao He continued to ask.

Scarface Yong glanced at Xiao He, whose face was obscured by his disguise, and calmly asked, "Do you want loose goods or a complete package?"

This is a code word used by scavengers. "Bulk cargo" refers to the internal organs of a corpse, while "packaged cargo" refers to an entire corpse.

"Fully loaded cargo," Xiao He replied. After thinking for a moment, he added, "And it must be fresh, intact cargo, and the time of death cannot exceed twenty-four hours."

Upon hearing Xiao He's demands, a strange light flashed in Scarface Yong's eyes.

People who come to buy "complete packages" and have so many requirements usually mean they've offended some important figure and are trying to fake their death to escape. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly said, "I do have a few complete packages here, but none of them meet your requirements."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He showed no sign of disappointment; he had long anticipated this outcome.

After all, there are hardly any things in this world that go smoothly.

While scavengers can easily obtain corpses, it is more difficult to obtain a corpse that has been dead for no more than 24 hours.

Thinking of this, Xiao He looked at Scarface Yong and asked, "When will we have a complete set of goods that meet my requirements?"

Scarface Yong shook his head: "How would I know? Do you really think I'm a salesman? That I can just go to my supplier to restock whenever I'm out of stock?"

"Besides, because of the series of strange events that have happened in the city recently, I haven't had any employers asking me for favors for a long time."

Hearing this, Xiao He sighed inwardly. He hadn't expected the strange events to have such a significant impact. It seemed he needed to find the corpse and possess it to escape as soon as possible.

Just as Xiao He was about to buy some loose goods and leave, Scarface Yong, who was not far away, suddenly said, "However..."

"But what?" Xiao He looked up at Scarface Yong.

Scarface Yong narrowed his eyes slightly and stared straight at him.

"I recently received a message that Zhao Long of the Zhou Group said that whoever can capture a kid named Xiao He can exchange ten million Alliance Coins with him."

Ten million Alliance Coins was no small sum for Scarface Yong, who had been in the underworld for many years, and he was naturally very tempted.

Upon hearing this, Xiao He suddenly realized what was going on, and then said calmly, "But I've heard that this Xiao He has some connection with a strange creature. Aren't you afraid that if you go to capture him, the strange creature will take your life?"

Scarface Yong chuckled, a cold glint flashing in his fangs: "There's an old saying, 'Fortune favors the bold!'"

"That's true, but there's also an old saying: 'Life is lost in a dangerous situation.'"

As he spoke, Xiao He pulled a metallic object from a hidden compartment in his bag, pointed it at Scarface Yong not far away, and calmly asked, "Do you want wealth and status, or your life?"

When Scarface Yong saw Xiao He pointing the black muzzle of his gun at him, he was momentarily stunned.

gun?

He actually has a gun!

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of the four burly men standing next to Scarface Yong immediately froze, and then they all swallowed hard.

In this world, firearms, like the supernatural, are things that can instill fear.

As for how Xiao He got the gun, he had to thank the money-giving boy, Wang Jingyi.

Fortunately, Xiao He was lucky enough to encounter Scarface Yong, who profited from the dead, and thus was able to bring the pistol in without being searched.

After all, who would have thought that someone would bring a handgun to steal a corpse these days?

"You think you can intimidate me with just a gun? You underestimate me, Scarface Yong."

Once he came to his senses, Scarface Yong's eyes were filled with ferocity. He forcefully flipped the table full of hot pot ingredients over, using it as a shield in front of him. Then, he quickly pulled out a shotgun hidden under the table and prepared to shoot Xiao He.

the other side.

Just as Xiao He was marveling at how strong and powerful the other man was, the Hanging Ghost, who was hiding nearby, suddenly sent him a message. Immediately afterward, he saw Scarface Yong stick out his murderous head and a dark hole about two fingers wide from behind the overturned table.

next second.

boom!

With a muffled gunshot, dozens of steel ball bullets were ejected from the muzzle.

In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, a horrific sight.