Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 27: The Evil Spirits

Drake's eyes widened. Even with his long experience in Gotham City, he had never seen such a heavyweight super iron coffin. "So, at least five people died in this car?"

“Not really”

"Let me be honest, what's the deal with this car?" Drake demanded. "I've been working for you for so long, and I've never seen a car like this before."

The boss probably knew this killer car wouldn't sell, so he sighed and said, "Don't tell anyone. This car used to belong to a small-time leader of the Falcone gang. He got into an accident while driving it, and then it was sold. It's been sold to people through their family's mafia business, and every time it's sold, there's always a problem. The worst one was when two shotgun blasts blew the heads off the four people in the car."

"I bought it three times, and the buyers were six different people. From car accidents to fights, everything was involved. The worst one was when a car dealer found a deserted place and dumped it. Then he got into an accident at noon that day and was taken to Wayne Hospital. He ended up in the morgue that afternoon."

"The Falcone family thought the car was weird, so they gave me $2,000 and just dumped it on me. I refurbished it, spending over $500 of my own money. I finally gutted it from head to toe, and I pulled out almost half a pound of bullets."

"What could I do? I sold it again and got it back. At least it only had broken glass and a damaged tire. If there had been a few more minor bumps, two more lives would have been lost in the car."

"There are already nine lives in this car, and I really don't want to be the tenth. If you know of anyone who's not afraid of death and wants to buy a car, please introduce them to me. I don't want to pay for it, I'll just give it to them."

"No."

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The car dealer, whose speech was interrupted, looked around in confusion, his movements almost 100% synchronized with Drake who was shaking his head next to him.

"No." Ma Zhaodi, who was standing aside, repeated, "At least three thousand."

"Wtf, what are you doing, bro!" Drake's eyes widened like copper bells, looking at Ma Zhaodi who was calm and composed. "There are nine lives on this car, bro, but it's not you who has nine lives!"

"Yes! Great! It's a deal!" The car dealer on the side was ecstatic: "No one can go back on their word. I'll get the keys for you right away!"

"Remember to take the money with you."

"what?"

Ma Zhaodi repeated, "I said, remember to bring the three thousand dollars, or I won't have the car anymore."

"what???"

"Fuck, you're such a genius!" Derek was shocked again: "You took his car and asked him for three thousand dollars?"

"I risked my life to save his, and then asked him for three thousand dollars." Ma Zhaodi corrected him: "For such a dangerous matter, three thousand dollars is not expensive at all."

"Are you sure you don't have any Yutai blood in your ancestors?"

"Just tell me whether you'll sell it or not." Ma Zhaodi popped a Pocky from his cigarette case and put it between his lips. "Hurry up! If you don't agree, I'll leave. When this car finds its next dealer, I'll use today's recording to extort $5,000 from him."

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The car dealer's face was gloomy and uncertain. After a long time, he turned around and took out three thousand dollars in cash and a pair of car keys.

"You better pray for yourself."

"Watch your words. If I die, the car will have to come back here."

"You'd better be blessed like the long-flowing waters of the East Sea, and live as long as the evergreen pines of the Southern Mountains. May you have this day every year, live as long as the heaven and earth, and shine as brightly as the sun and the moon. May you live eight thousand years in spring on the twelfth floor of your immortal residence." Ma Zhaodi shrugged. "What I appreciate most about Gotham is this kind of place. The citizens are very stable and polite. They are willing to talk things out when they encounter problems."

“It’s really spicy.”

After spending two hundred dollars at the car dealer to change the tire, Ma Zhaodi sat in the car and Drake stood outside the car, staring at each other.

"Aren't you going back? Get in the car?"

"I'll take a taxi back."

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"Why are you looking at me? Just drive back on your own." Drake said as he took Ma Zhaodi's phone out of his pocket and showed it to him: "Remember this one-touch dial number. This is for Wayne Hospital."

Ma Zhaodi sneered, and after getting his phone back, he took out a shiny silver car key, started the car, and stepped on the accelerator, leaving Drake far behind.

"Disposable hearse key
Price: $300
Note: Evil spirit, get out of its body!

Evil spirit: You come out of its body first. It’s really strange. I always feel that I had a similar conversation with the little boy when I possessed him before.

Note 2: What genius came up with the idea of turning car keys into holy objects?

When the silver-shining key was inserted into the car, Ma Zhaodi seemed to faintly hear a shrill and resentful scream coming from inside the car. Within just a few seconds, the gloomy atmosphere in the car was swept away.

"Ding, ding, you idiot!"

This guy curses as if he is acting like a spoiled child.

Ma Zhaodi didn't take it seriously and turned on the car's air conditioner again. This time, only warm air blew out, and the cold blood mist that had attacked him before disappeared like an illusion.

He stopped the car on the side of the road and pulled out the silver car key. In just a few seconds, it had completely turned into a dark gray-black color.

Expand the system interface again, and the text description above has changed.

"Side Quest: Keeping Up with the Times
Introduction: Still using the traditional method of possessing people? That's too outdated. How can a person who can possess people compare to a car that can possess people?
Our Mr. Evil Spirit is already talking loudly in this car, and it seems that he is looking for the tenth person to talk to.

The priest in the church may not be willing to take on the task of exorcising the spirit of a car, but you, my friend, you know very well what it means to keep up with the times, don't you?

Status: Completed

Reward: After capturing an evil spirit, you can trade it for an amulet that is effective nine times.

Ma Zhaodi chose the transaction easily, and the black key disappeared out of thin air. A glittering cross necklace appeared in his hand instead. Although it was made of iron, it did not feel cold to the touch, but had a faint warmth.

He took a quick look at it, then hung the necklace around his neck and continued driving home.

The cross was valued at $5,000 in asset points in the system mall, and Ma Zhaodi happened to remember the consecrated car key in the mall, so he took on the task without hesitation and made a small profit.

As for exchanging the necklace for asset points, he had no such idea for the time being. Luck was obviously very important when living in Gotham.

(End of this chapter)