Master Swindler

It took less than a day for a few players to enter the game, so there was no friendship with Lu Qingjia.

In addition to the fact that there were so many of them just now, they didn't have the slightest doubt about the appearance of a few beauties in an apartment that obviously had no residents. This shows that this dungeon has to face an extremely difficult existence.

It is definitely necessary to go up to see, at least to make sure that the little boy is dead, so as to deduce other clues.

But before going up, every player should take the time to prepare as much as possible.

The director's assistant was sent away with the excuse of joking, and the few formed a temporary alliance to get to know each other a little bit, so as to ensure a better distribution of combat power.

During this period, I bargained a few times, and by the time I set off, the average person would have already died.

A few people came to the fifth floor lightly and stopped at the door of 503. A player with good hearing lay on the door and carefully listened to the movement, then turned his head and shook his head at the other players.

The last person came out, and with all his strength, each held a talisman or prop for self-protection, and kicked open the door.

Who wants to greet them is not imagining any kind of situation.

It wasn't that the little boy fell miserably in a pool of blood, it wasn't that the female ghosts were looking at them ferociously, and it wasn't that the room was empty and dead.

But they'd rather be one of the above.

Because they saw that the little boy was surrounded by several beauties at the moment, making all kinds of enthusiastic flattery and laughter.

One of the beauties was standing a little far away, the desk lamp in the room was used as a temporary light, and the little boy was taking pictures of her with a camera he didn't know where.

The other beauties fanned him, gave him massages, handed chairs to him, and served him like an emperor. It was a man's paradise——

shit!

If a few beauties are still the same as they saw in the corridor before, they may suspect that they are wrong, they are either ghosts or living people.

Either there was a mistake in the handover of the production crew, or the dungeon had a more complicated plot, or even a few beauties just found out somewhere that the production crew had started work and mixed in to fight for the opportunity.

But these beauties, at the moment, are all dripping with blood, their fatal wounds are torn apart, or their necks, chests, or heads are all deadly wounds that can be seen deep into the bones.

Although the beauties wore curvaceous lace pajamas and showed off their graceful figures, who would want to appreciate the bloody scene of Nima.

No, there is an idiot.

At first, everyone thought that the little boy surnamed Lu had also been hinted at by a beautiful woman, and he was only thinking about picking up girls, without knowing what he was facing.

As a result, when I heard people taking pictures, they kept saying: "The movements are very good, and the expression, the expression is more beautiful."

"Yeah! Not bad, try again, your death looks beautiful, think about what you regret most before you die, and put in your sad emotions, that's right, it's the look in your eyes. Here are a few more pictures."

Several players were dumbfounded when they saw this, don't be a fucking pervert, right?

In the end, people still disliked them. A beautiful woman who had been slashed on the neck turned her head, and several players tensed up, ready to defend.

The other party didn't intend to attack, but just said disgustedly: "Can you close the door from the outside? You guys are really annoying, what kind of door are you kicking in the middle of the night? Are you looking for trouble?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." Several players immediately closed the door in despair, and stood in the corridor outside doubting their lives.

And the reason why there is such a situation inside, the time has to be set back half an hour ago.

When Lu Qingjia heard that a beautiful woman called back to 503, he immediately visited this room, but he knocked on the door normally and was invited in.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" There were three unhurried sounds, there was no movement inside and there was no rush to knock again, as if some were patiently waiting for the people inside to get ready.

After a while, the door slowly opened with a creaking sound.

This is an old-fashioned wooden door, but it is still solid, but the brown door paint has long been mottled.There was no light turned on inside, and the dark doorway was gloomy, as if there was a terrifying suction.

Lu Qingjia said, "Good evening, I'm sorry to bother you."

After speaking, he walked in. It was dark inside, but he precisely avoided the furniture.

After entering the room, he said: "Can you turn on the light? After all, I am a man visiting the girls' dormitory in the middle of the night, and the dim light is not suitable."

The room suddenly lit up, and five beauties stood side by side opposite Lu Qingjia, looking at her expressionlessly, a little more lifeless than the freshness described by the thin man and the others before.

Several people saw Lu Qingjia's face clearly, and found that it was not any one they met before, maybe it was because of their appearance advantage or maybe it was because they were polite all the way.

Several young beauties did not act rashly, but their attitudes were still not good.

One of the short-haired beauties sneered and said, "You're so serious, you shouldn't come to the girls' dormitory at this time."

Lu Qingjia smiled: "I like men."

Several people choked, and two of them showed a little regret when they heard what he said, and were glared at by the person next to them.

The short-haired girl continued, "Then what's the point of visiting late at night?"

Lu Qingjia said: "It's like this. I believe you all know that we are the crew stationed today. We are not talented enough to be the producers of the crew."

These beauties also worked in this line of work before. Knowing the current market situation, unless they are well-known and well-known directors, the producer has the highest say in the entire crew.

The shabby grass-roots team in front of him, coupled with Lu Qingjia's obviously tall, rich and handsome image, is afraid that the situation is as good as he said.

Several people relaxed their minds for a moment, and then heard the other party say: "I am not very satisfied with the casting of the crew and the proportion of the roles."

"Several ghosts are just in line with my expectations. They are young, beautiful and poignant ghosts, and they also have a certain amount of acting experience. They are simply perfect."

Several people's faces changed when they heard the words, and then they all showed sinister smiles: "You know everything?"

The intact fantasy gradually peeled off, revealing the bloody and ferocious face.

One of the curly-haired girls said, "So, do you still think it's pretty?"

Lu Qingjia nodded: "Your incision is beautiful, like rose juice sprinkled near your collarbone, plus the impact brought by the blood stains on your body, it's amazing that a living person can't show."

"Of course you are all the same, even you, that lady with long black hair, you don't need to lower your head to cover the wound on your head, it doesn't damage your beauty, on the contrary, the blood-soaked hair gives you a kind of appearance Sexy after the bath."

The beauties who were targeted repeatedly emphasized their vigilance, but the sincere praise from the handsome and elegant man still made them feel like a deer, and their pretty faces turned red.

To be honest, they were on the fringes of the circle during their lifetime, because they were poor and lived in such a low-class place, and they often had sticky, disgusting and lustful eyes every day, and it was not that they didn't know good-looking men.

It's just that most of them have a white face, used to being praised by women, vain and vulgar in nature without connotation, and often treat women as if they are playing with you because they like you.

It's true that I have never been praised by a truly outstanding man without evil thoughts.

The hearts of the five beautiful ghosts fluttered. At first, the short-haired girl looked the most assertive and was the first to react.

She coughed several times, signaling to the sisters to restrain themselves, but her attitude towards Lu Qingjia couldn't hold back the initial indifference.

The short-haired beauty said rather arrogantly: "Man, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, but you don't look like a bad person, so I won't trouble you in the future."

"Don't worry about making movies anymore. If you want to do well, go find another place tomorrow."

Lu Qingjia shook her head: "It's meaningless not to shoot here, both for you and me."

"What do you mean?" the short-haired girl asked.

Lu Qingjia sighed: "The next part is a bit long, can I sit down?"

It's not that the five girls are unwilling to chat with the handsome guy for a while. Before the short-haired girl could say anything, the curly-haired girl and Hei Changzhi, who were praised before, brought a stool with one and a glass of water with the other. There is no room for short-haired women to speak.

She glared at the two of them, and finally sat on the couch in the living room with the other four, facing Lu Qingjia face to face.

Lu Qingjia drank some water, put down the glass and suddenly threw a bomb——

"The murderer who killed you hasn't been caught yet?" The faces of the girls changed.

Lu Qingjia continued: "When I came in in the morning, the residents I passed by were behaving strangely, so I checked the news in recent years."

"It turned out that a horrific murder took place in this apartment two years ago. The victims were five girls who shared the apartment. It shocked the whole country at the time, but the case has not been solved yet."

Several girls showed resentment and sadness on their faces, and the short-haired girl murmured, "Have you caught anyone yet?"

After finishing speaking, he laughed miserably: "That's right, we don't even know who that person is, so how can the police find it?"

There is no surveillance in this residential area, and dragons and snakes are mixed. If the victim's social network cannot be checked, then the difficulty of solving the case can be imagined.

Lu Qingjia said, "Don't worry, I know who the murderer is."

The girls all stared at him with wide eyes, expecting this handsome guy to always speak unpreparedly, and just drop a bomb as if nothing had happened. How many times is this?

The short-haired girl hurriedly said, "Who?"

Lu Qingjia signaled her not to worry: "Not long after what happened to you, there was another incident where a female branch girl was tortured and killed here, do you know?"

Several people nodded: "We were too weak at that time, and we couldn't even touch the real thing."

Lu Qingjia nodded: "I don't blame you, I just want to say that there are only these two major cases that can be found on the Internet, but such an apartment is several decades old, and there must be many lives and deaths witnessed."

"There are so many deaths in the country every day, but not every one of them will be notified. Sure enough, I asked the owner of the restaurant at dinner, and learned that there have been two suicides and a drug-related death in the past two years. After the murder."

"As a result, this place became a well-known haunted house, and the only remaining residents moved out. Several supernatural events happened later, and this building and its surroundings were completely untouched."

"Yes, that's what we did." The female ghosts said straightforwardly: "Whether we die or not, we have too much resentment, which has greatly affected the aura here, and the people who live in it will also be unlucky and have bad luck. It is not surprising that the weak lose their lives, so everyone who came here was scared away."

Lu Qingjia looked at them and smiled softly: "Sure enough, as I expected, you are all good girls with gentle hearts. Even if you turned into ghosts, you didn't hurt the innocent. Obviously, the lives of living people can be used as nourishment, and you can choose kindness in front of interests. , This is something that most living people can’t do.”

A house full of beauties was so excited by his praise, secretly regretting why he likes men?

No, it doesn't matter if you like men. Strictly speaking, ghosts don't have gender anymore, they are just cognitive inertia and obsession in life.

If you really go all out, forcibly changing your sex is not——

Seeing that her thinking was getting more and more dangerous, the short-haired woman coughed twice and changed the subject: "But what does this have to do with our case?"

Lu Qingjia said: "Did you find out that the director gave some of our actors a room."

The female ghosts suddenly reacted after hearing the words: "That's right, that monkey-cheeked one lives in the same room where he died of taking drugs."

"The one who looks a bit shrewd lives in the house of the gambler who owes gambling debts and drags his wife and children to commit suicide."

"There is another person who lives in the girl's room." After speaking, he looked at Lu Qingjia: "I remember that the room of the old man and old lady who was cheated out of their pension and committed suicide was also renovated, so you must be the one who lives there, right? "

Lu Qingjia nodded.

The short-haired girl frowned: "Coincidentally, apart from our room, the other rooms where people died happened to be arranged for people to enter."

Lu Qingjia smiled, and even more coincidentally, he handed his script to the female ghosts while talking.

The short-haired girl took it, and the rest of the people took a closer look, but their faces changed when they saw the first two settings——

"Is the director trying to kill you? Although we asked everyone to suppress their grievances as much as possible and not take the initiative to harm others, how can the pain of the ghosts be poked? You have to act according to the script, and the ghosts of the old couple will never do anything." Stay sane."

And once Li Gui lost his mind and wanted to kill someone, he would never stop dying.

Lu Qingjia said: "Not only that, other than me, other people's scripts are gamblers, perverts, sexual perverts, drug addicts, how about it, it's an outrageous coincidence, right?"

If it is inferred from Lu Qingjia's script mode, the other people will also play roles that will completely arouse the resentment or desire of the ghosts in certain actions. When the situation gets out of control, everyone will face the ghosts chasing and killing them.

The director's mind is not difficult to see through. In fact, the director of this dungeon has more loopholes than the previous one, and it is easy to restore the current situation that the player is facing.

Otherwise, the task of this game will not be to complete the movie, but it is too easy to know these clues, the difficulty is to let the players have to drill into it even though they know the trap.

Since the young female ghosts have turned into ghosts and have not killed anyone, it is enough to show that they are kind-hearted. Hearing that the director of this crew obviously wants to use the lives of living people to achieve himself, he immediately became angry.

"Let's go and kill him!" The curly-haired woman said, "We just don't kill innocent people, and it's not that we really don't know how to kill people."

As a victim, Lu Qingjia didn't have that indignation. He pressed his palms to signal them to be calm: "Since I'm sitting here talking about this with you, it means that I know the director's plan clearly."

"But even so, I still want to finish this movie, because it is also very important to me, and this issue does not need to be entangled."

"What I want to say is that you don't find it strange that everyone lives in a room designed for each person, but is it different for one person?"

"Those who have taken the pervert script, if they follow the same train of thought, they should live in this room."

After all, several young beauties were hacked and killed. The reasons for their suspicions were none other than those. The investigation results given by the police were more inclined that the murderer wanted to break into the house, but they met with strong resistance. He hacked one person to death with the knife he carried with him, and then hacked and killed everyone in a panic to cover up the crime.

Judging by the faces of the female ghosts, it should be the case.

Lu Qingjia said: "Look, it is obvious that the role of the pervert is a sacrifice arranged for you, so why is he the only exception? Recall, whose room is the actor who we took the script of the pervert to live in now?"

"When we were still alive, there was a woman who lived there, right? She didn't go to work very much, but she often changed men and brought different men back to live with her. She lived there for a long time, and we can't remember how many times she changed. gone."

"But she didn't die, she moved out as soon as our affairs happened."

"Coincidentally, the only female actress in our crew is playing a similar role to this woman." Lu Qingjia continued: "According to the director's preliminary preparations for this movie, it can be seen that he knows this place very well."

"Your place has also been redecorated, but I see that when you just took things, it was almost habitual, which shows that the layout of the room is very similar to yours before your death."

"He is a non-native native. How can a man who only came to this city this year know so many details? Some things can be learned by asking, but some things are absolutely impossible."

When Lu Qingjia signed the contract with Director An, he took advantage of this convenience to know a lot of Director An's private information openly and aboveboard.

"Besides, since he knows that the actors are used for sacrifice, why is he so confident that the ghost will not hurt the innocent, and dare to live in it?"

"All kinds of problems come together, and we are back to the original point. Why didn't the actor who took the script of the pervert stay in your room and simply arouse your murderous intent, but appeared as a short-term boyfriend of a loose woman?"

"In a movie with only a few actors, isn't such a character too redundant? And he shouldn't be treated as a lodging room alone. If I'm not mistaken, his room should be decorated in a feminine style, so The one who lives here should be the leading actress, why is it him?"

"Following this line of thought, and the director's inexplicable understanding of this place, it's clear at a glance who the murderer who killed you is—"

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, and the female ghosts did not expect that the unsolved case for so long would be pulled out by him in a few clicks.

Even though Lu Qingjia finally added: "Of course this is just an idea, and it cannot be guaranteed to be completely correct, but I think it is worth a try."

"No wonder we don't know that person, but we always feel that we have seen him before." The female ghosts stood up abruptly. After experiencing several impulses, the ghosts had completely trusted Lu Qingjia, and asked him at this time: "No, Can't we just go to the director and force him to vomit the murderer?"

Lu Qingjia shrugged: "If you are eager for revenge, it's not impossible, but the confession made by the ghost has no legal effect. After so long, the murderer may not be in this city long ago, or he may have already prepared for that night. Alibi."

"If the murderer didn't accept punishment, wouldn't it be meaningless? So I suggest you take it easy and put a long line to catch big fish."

While talking, he took out a camera out of nowhere: "And what I said at the beginning is true, I really want you to be the female lead in the movie, but this time we will write the script."

"How? You haven't starred in a movie before, right? It's a dream come true. I guarantee that after the filming of this movie is over, your names will be at the top of the credits list."

The female ghosts thought about it for a while, and were instigated by Lu Qingjia. If they hadn't bumped into the south wall with pure dreams, they wouldn't need to live in such a dilapidated place with their beauty.

Lu Qingjia said: "If you want, you can shoot character posters now. I am quite confident in my photography skills."

"Me, I go first!" Hei Changzhi said immediately.

The rest scolded her for being cunning, and rushed to join in.

This is what a few players saw after kicking the door.

After being blasted out by the female ghost, several players squatted outside the corridor and waited for a long while.

I don't know how long it took before I heard the sound of the door creaking open. The beauties had returned to their normal appearance, enthusiastically sent out the little white face, and said good night with a sweet smile.

The ghosts who died in such a miserable state didn't hurt anyone at all, they let them out after filming for a while.

Is this the ghost they knew in the dungeon?Can you really do whatever you want because you look good?

The players couldn't sit still anymore, and when they saw Lu Qingjia coming out, they all surrounded him——

"Dude, what do you mean? How did you manage to deal with those female ghosts? Special props? Or have you already revealed your abilities?"

Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Qingjia briefly talked about his speculation based on the existing clues, and said, "Xiaoyu and the others have agreed to join my team, and now I want to make my own film based on the director's settings. script."

He said and looked at the crowd: "Do you want to join?"

"Yes, yes!" Several people nodded quickly, and without mentioning anything else, they wanted to attract this guy's courage to attract the female ghost, so he had to stand aside, so basically the threat of the female ghost would disappear, idiot Just quit.

And after entering the dungeon for a few hours, before they can figure it out, this guy has already speculated about the conspiracy.

Such a player can't stay in the low-level field for long, and it's not often to enjoy the feeling of being led by a big boss.

The few people who originally thought the dungeon was quite difficult, after lying down and finding that the progress was gratifying, the pressure at night was mostly relieved.

After hearing a few words from Lu Qingjia, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Early the next morning, Director An, who was still drunk last night, woke up.

After tidying up and having breakfast, he enthusiastically began to guide the work.

Everyone already understood what this grandson was up to, but they all followed Lu Qingjia's instructions and cooperated with his arrangement for the time being.

As a result, the person surnamed An took a strong medicine as soon as he arrived.

"You want me to go out and secretly take pictures of girls' upskirts?" The player playing the role of a satyr was about to fight the grandson.

"If you don't bring such a disgusting person, who would you treat as a wretched and trashy thing?" The satyr player was furious: "Fuck you and get close to the character."

"You let me learn to stare at the beauties on the street with obscene eyes, and I can't bear to buy pornographic magazines and CDs secretly. What are the hard indicators?"

"Let me steal the chest photos of the nearby residents, and secretly take pictures of people's skirts on the subway? Do you want to make a movie or a criminal record?"

"If I'm arrested, do you have the ability to fish me out?"

Director An hurriedly reassured: "What did I say yesterday? Some sacrifices are necessary for the sake of art. Don't worry, I will follow you with a camera on my shoulders. If someone calls the police, we can also say that we are doing social surveys to test girls who are abused outside. Your reaction when you're molested."

"Get out, I won't do it even if you name a flower today."

The director saw that it didn't make sense anyway, so he wanted to get angry again, but Lu Qingjia patted him on the shoulder: "It really takes time for him to get used to it."

"Why don't you adjust the order first, advance the arrangement of the gambler, and move him to the end?" He promised, "I will continue to persuade him."

After thinking about it, Director An made sense, so he accepted Lu Qingjia's suggestion and asked the player who played the role of a gambler——

"Your task today is relatively simple. It is to enter the state first, and you don't usually play cards."

"Yes, I like playing Mahjong, Fighting the Landlord, and playing chess." The gambler said, "My family also bought a machine hemp table."

Director An was even happier when he heard the words: "That's just right, what I want now is for you to enter the state of gambling with all your heart, forget about work and restraint, and just focus on playing cards."

He even handed the gambler two packs of money: "This is your expense, you are not allowed to play the poker table today."

The gambler's progress was not hindered, and Director An said to the player who played the role of the drug addict thief: "Your situation is also a bit complicated, and I will spend a day to guide you afterwards."

"Well, let's arrange a task for you today. It's a place where bastards do business nearby. Bars, video game halls, or underground mahjong parlors are all fine. You go in and make friends first."

Said to the perverted player: "I want your character to be repressed and introverted, so you don't have to act like a normal person, but it's better if you go to study some foreign special types of films today. Bloody and violent, what I want is the tension of a pervert disguised as an ordinary person, do you understand?"

Looking at Lu Qingjia finally: "You and I don't need to say more, right? After investing so much money, I believe you will not be so hypocritical."

"Today, you should first collect cases of deception targeting the elderly, at least in paper form, and do more research at home. If you have time, aren't there a lot of idle old men and women around here? See if you have the ability Take a small advantage."

"Today's work is arranged here. The worst progress in the evening will be deducted."

After Director An finished explaining, the leading actress of the Water Snake Waist said softly again: "Then what am I doing?"

"You? It's not your turn yet, so you can play by yourself."

The female lead wanted the task to be easy, so after the meeting, she took out her mobile phone to take pictures and send them to Moments to show off that the movie she starred in was turned on.

Director An also carried the camera and followed the gambler out the door. At this moment, the rest of the apartment were basically players.

The player playing the satyr snorted: "Mao's tidbit, the feature film is being filmed now. When his so-called character enters the state, then everyone is not far from death. It happens to be the end of his 'movie' climax."

Lu Qingjia smiled: "Don't worry about his script, if the script he arranged can cooperate, let's cooperate for the time being."

The satyr said: "Boss, he asked me to shoot people's skirts?"

Lu Qingjia looked innocent: "Is it difficult to take pictures of people's skirts? You shaved your leg hair and put on a skirt to take a picture, so you can't be fooled for the time being?"

The pervert took a deep breath: "I don't know how to wear a skirt to take pictures of my underwear, what's wrong with me?"

Ten minutes later, the satyr stood shyly in the makeshift studio in the room of the five beauties and ghosts, pulling his skirt awkwardly.

Five female ghosts were guiding the angle: "That's right, this angle is just right, it can cover up the muscles on your legs, at most it looks like you're taking a photo of a girl with thick legs."

"Don't tell me, his legs are quite long."

"It's a pity that other places are average, and they don't look good. They can't eat women's clothes."

"Jiajia still has a good figure. Have you seen the proportions of her figure? Why didn't he get a satyr?"

"If he's a pervert, I promise he won't arouse our resentment."

"I'm already like this, why do I have to be hurt again?" The satyr complained to the group of female ghosts. God knows he had to face a group of female ghosts from wearing women's clothes to shaving his legs to slapping the bottom of his skirt to ensure that he would not be scared. How many layers of psychological barriers do I need to break through to pee out?

The female ghosts waved at him impatiently: "You can thank Jiajia for her suggestion, this kind of upskirt shooting is the only one that won't irritate us."

"If you want to follow the director's method, even if it's not your intention, even if we promised Jiajia to stay rational, we may not be able to control it."

They died because of the shameless lust of the man, and the behavior that would trigger hatred. As a ghost, you can't just ignore it if you want to.

The satyr player was spoiled by the game at the end of the day, and in the afternoon he went back to his room listlessly to rest.

Lu Qingjia obeyed Director An's instructions, and made some newspapers and books related to the case, and chatted with the old men and women nearby for a while in the afternoon.

When I came back, I brought peanut candy stuffed into my purse, as well as some sausages and a piece of bacon.

But Lu Qingjia didn't want to take advantage of the old people just for the sake of business. He went in and unblocked the sewer pipes for them, and even bought new air-conditioning filters for them to replace.

In this way, the unpleasant smell in the air-conditioned room is much smaller.

When Lu Qingjia came back with her things, she met a child in the stairwell on the third floor.

The child was quite thin, but his eyes were big and round, drooling as he stared at the bacon in Lu Qingjia's hand.

Lu Qingjia thought that the rise in the price of pork these days is not only for people, but also for ghosts. I don't know how long I haven't eaten meat, it seems to make people and children greedy.

Just as he was about to call the child over, a weak-looking woman appeared and took the child away in embarrassment.

The people in the beauty room sensed Lu Qingjia's return, and when they came out to pick him up, they saw the mother and child leaving.

He said with some regret: "That is the wife and child of the gambler's family. It is also pitiful. The gambler used all the money he made to gamble. There is no meat at home."

"When we were alive, we would often bring some hamburgers, fried chicken and takeaways to the child, but his mother was too polite, and would come to us every time to give us money, and we were embarrassed."

"Later, the gambler gambled with others and exported his wife and children. A group of local hooligans came to harass him every day, trying to get his wife to sell, and the whole family committed suicide."

After finishing speaking, he let out a sigh of relief: "I admit that after our death, the fortunes of the residents of this building have all declined, but the gambler's family will definitely not rely on us."

"With such a gambler at the booth, the whole family would have been ruined long ago."

Lu Qingjia didn't say anything, but gave Xiaoyu all the food in his hand: "Can you eat this?"

The female ghost said: "Yes, just give us the name."

It was almost late at night when the director and the gamblers came back. The director hugged his video camera with an excited expression on his face.

The expression on the gambler's face was also quite comfortable. After all, although he is not a gambler in reality, he also likes to play cards, and he has a good time playing cards all day long.

After checking the completion progress of the rest of the team, the director was quite satisfied, and went back to his room to rest after eating.

The gambler took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket and handed it to Lu Qingjia: "Here, you want it."

Lu Qingjia shook her head: "You take it back to your room to play, I'll come down to find you later."

The gambler didn't know why, but he obeyed the arrangement and went back to his room.

The poker cards were brand new and the gambler ripped off the plastic and poured out the deck.

While waiting for Lu Qingjia to land, they shuffled the cards in boredom.

After washing and washing, he found that the situation was wrong. This card was too beautiful, and it was as smooth as flowing water in his hand, like an arm command.

Those who didn’t know thought he was a sexy dealer with more than 30 years of working experience in Macau.

The gambler's scalp went numb, and he let go of the hand that was holding the poker, and a miraculous scene appeared.

Those cards were flying in mid-air flexibly and orderly, as if controlled by an invisible hand.

The gambler sat down on the ground in fright, desperately looking back for another existence in the room.

Then his neck tightened, as if something had been pulled out of his body.

Looking back, I saw Lu Qingjia holding something like a baton in his hand, with a retractable noose on the top.

The lasso is now around the neck of a male ghost, and it seems that this is how the ghost is pulled out of his body.

"Good evening, I'm here to invite you to gamble."

The gambler player breathed a sigh of relief, a little afraid of the ghost that could possess him, and said with lingering fears: "Hey, let me tell you what kind of card game you invited me to play at night, so I expected it--Brother Lu, you are really good at chess. "

Lu Qingjia ignored the gamblers' flattery, and shook the male ghost in his hand: "It's not with you, it's with him."

Speaking of letting go of the soul restraint, the male ghost also clutched his neck and panted for the rest of his life, looking at Lu Qingjia fearfully.

Then he noticed the beautiful ghost behind him, and immediately yelled: "What? We are just a nest, and you are facing a living person? Didn't you see that thing in his hand? But it will kill the ghost."

The five beauties looked at him contemptuously, and didn't even bother to talk to him.

Lu Qingjia moved a chair and sat on one side of the desk, signaling the gambler to sit on the other side.

"There is no need to talk about gossip, let's go straight to the point, I hope you will join me."

Seeing the disdain on Gambler Ghost's face, Lu Qingjia smiled: "Of course, I know you won't be willing to say that with empty teeth, and it doesn't make much sense to promise you treatment and dreams."

"So let's follow your method, how about a gamble?"

The gambler ghost's throat moved when he heard the words, and at the same time his wife and son, the mother and son that Lu Qingjia had seen on the corridor before, suddenly appeared, staring at the gambler resentfully, as if he would tear him alive if he dared to nod.

The gambler hesitated, but Lu Qingjia passed him and said to the mother and son behind him: "I don't intend to destroy your peace."

"But instead of believing that a gambler can repent, it is better to find another way out."

"Although the end of life is regrettable, but looking at it from another perspective, there are not many restrictions. For example, even children can now have the opportunity to support themselves."

"Join my crew, I promise to make your son a unique generation of child stars."

The gambler's wife and son never thought it could be like this?I was taken aback by Lu Qingjia's big cake, but in the final analysis, the fact that the mother and son were not able to break away from the gambler to find a new life shows that their thinking lacks determination.

Sure enough, the gambler was dissatisfied, he slammed down the table: "Who are you digging out your wife and children in front of?"

Lu Qingjia smiled: "The guy who exported his wife and children has the face to say it."

After finishing speaking, he leaned his upper body forward: "Actually, you can't bear it anymore, right? My friend came back from the mahjong hall full of anger, the smell of gambling tools, and the residual excitement. If it wasn't for being trapped in this building If you can’t go out, you’re probably already flying to the casino to have a good time.”

The gambler was said to be retreating steadily, and all the ghosts in the room looked at him.

Just go all out and sneer: "You want to bet with me, don't you? I'm afraid you can't afford it."

"What do you have to lose to me?"

Lu Qingjia stretched out his arms: "Do I have very few bargaining chips? Is there something that you are interested in offering money, weapons that can hurt you, and even my life?"

These words were in the hands of the gambler, he sneered: "How much is that?"