Alien Executioner

This was the deepest floor. When he stepped out of the elevator, he realized that this was a casino. The scene before him was magnificent and inlaid with red glass crystals everywhere. Waiters dressed in strange bright red clothes walked back and forth, wearing the same black ghost masks, like ghosts.

The waiters are half male and half female, and they wear the same masks, so it is difficult to judge their gender by their body shape, but this is not something that casino guests care about. This hall hidden underground is actually a well-known "demon shop" that was established only four years ago and was built to compete with flower shops.

Feng Lin was shocked when he arrived at this place and subconsciously wanted to escape.

He realized that the essence of this casino was actually a stronghold. He had also heard of the name "Monster Shop", an organization similar to bounty trading, but it only served aliens. Aliens could trade whatever they wanted here, regardless of their forces.

No matter you are the leader of a violent gang or a powerless low-level alien, as long as you can come here, you will have an equal status. As long as you can pay an equal price, the "Yaodian" organization can fulfill any wish.

However, although this organization is quite famous, its influence is indeed not great. As the leader of the flower shop, Feng Lin is naturally not afraid.

As soon as he walked into the hall, he attracted everyone's attention and a waiter stopped the uninvited guest.

It was a voice that sounded neither male nor female. The frame was like a woman, but the posture was as steady as a man's: "Sir, please stay."

"I'm here to look for someone." Feng Lin didn't even look at him.

"Please stay."

The waiter stood in front of him, still speaking in a cold and calm tone.

Feng Lin frowned, noticing that the waiter was emitting a terrifying aura. He looked suddenly at the other people. The entire hall was filled with the same strange aura, majestic yet full of oppression.

His expression changed slightly.

strangeness.

They are obviously B to A level alien species, but they can display the aura of S level or above.

It's... serum.

Chapter 529: Fight among Ghosts (Part )

Feng Lin realized that everyone in this underground casino had taken the serum.

He remained quite calm and pretended to be nonchalant.

"I'm looking for someone."

He stated his purpose again and observed the waiter's actions.

The waiter stubbornly stretched out his right hand and made a asking gesture, and then there was silence for more than ten seconds.

Feng Lin was a little slow to react, thinking that he was asking for a tip, and muttered that the people in the Yaodian were greedy for money, so he took out a few bills from his pocket and handed them over. The waiter lowered his head and silently looked at the money in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Not enough? Come and add some more."

Feng Lin stuffed the money over lazily.

He deliberately acted as a bored rich man. Although most aliens were busy living in poverty, there were also some upstart aliens who mingled in the middle and upper classes. These aliens did not need to worry about finding food or hunting, but they had some quirks, including seeking excitement and novelty.

Feng Lin knew very well that he was a stranger in their eyes. There were usually only three identities of strangers coming to their territory. The first was a newcomer, or a friend of someone who was not present. The second was an enemy who came to destroy the territory. The third was someone who came by accident.

He has to play two types of characters, a newcomer who gets in by accident.

"not enough?"

Seeing that the waiter remained unmoved, Feng Lin pretended to be very surprised.

"No, not a tip."

The waiter was less vigilant and treated the man in front of him as an outsider who didn't know anything about the business.

"Then why are you holding out your hand? Do you want to shake my hand?"

"You can't enter without a pass or a business card from someone important," the waiter said in a flat tone.

Feng Lin glanced into the depths of the hall and gave up the idea of ​​forcing his way in.

"I don't want to repeat myself a second time, and I have no interest in you at all. An old man has entered your territory. You know what I am saying."

"I'm sorry, but according to the rules of our organization, all recognized guests have the right to our privacy protection." The waiter said firmly, "Please leave immediately, otherwise we will immediately label you as an enemy and launch an endless hunt."

"Don't even think about threatening me. I might have torn you to pieces in the past." Feng Lin was so angry that he laughed. "I respect your principles, so could you please not hold the money tightly in your hand? In that case, why not return the tip to me?"

The waiter loosened his grip, but the original stack of money had been crushed into powder.

Feng Lin lowered his voice, "Are you provoking me?"

"It's just a piece of advice. You hate danger, and I hate overestimating my own abilities." The waiter turned around and left without caring.

A companion came over and whispered, "Who does that rubbish think he is? Brother Tong, what you just said was so cool.";

"He may not know the Yaodian, he is just a clown." The waiter who called himself Tongge was very proud, holding a few banknotes in his hand.

He and his companions linked arms and proudly shook the money in their hands. It turned out that the money that had just been ground into powder was just a magic trick for Feng Lin to see, so that they could exchange it. They felt that Feng Lin had suffered a loss and did not dare to have too many opinions. They also knew that the other party might be a new noble of some alien species.

But what if they are new nobles? This is Flower City, where do so many SS-level aliens come from? Even if they are, they must abide by the rules here!

The two waiters were still arm in arm, and the guests were used to it. This underground casino was not a place for fighting, so if they wanted to talk quietly, they could only get close to each other, or send messages face to face on their phones, but that was too troublesome, and after a long time, they might feel like they were crazy.

The companion suddenly shuddered, looked back, and found that the man was still standing at the door with a fierce look in his eyes.

He shuddered.

"Brother Tong, that guy hasn't left yet."

"If he didn't leave, then he didn't leave. What else can he do?" Brother Tong didn't seem to care at all, but he actually felt a little guilty.

Because he had just proudly flung money at the door, he dared to do this because he thought the other party would leave tactfully, but he didn't expect that the other party would still stubbornly stand at the door.

"I'm afraid the other adults will have some objections." said the companion.

"Damn it, I'll talk to him again. If it doesn't work, don't blame me for being rude." Brother Tong was impatient, and turned around and walked towards Feng Lin while cursing.

The red ghost mask on his face shattered, revealing his wide-open eyes. He looked in disbelief at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"you!"

Tong Ge died in an instant, uttering the last word with difficulty. The whole process took only two seconds, and even his companion walked forward for a long time before he realized something was wrong. He smelled the pungent smell of blood behind him, and his whole body immediately tensed up.

The second waiter turned around suddenly, with two bone blades protruding from his shoulders, piercing his clothes, and staring straight at Feng Lin who was stepping on Tong Ge.

The other guests in the hall stopped gambling and basically just watched, thinking that the other party was the enemy of the demon shop and did not want to interfere.

The beautiful dealers dressed in seductive clothes surrounded Feng Lin, treating him as an intruder and not giving him any time to explain. Everyone rushed forward, and just when Feng Lin was about to slaughter all the monsters in the shop, a voice stopped everyone.

"stop!"

It was a very powerful voice, and even Feng Lin couldn't help trembling. The originally tense atmosphere in the hall suddenly collapsed, and the waiters and dealers quickly dispersed. A man in a suit walked out quickly from the door deep in the hall with an angry look on his face.

"All of you stop! Do you know who he is? He is a very important guest!" The man scolded his men and no one dared to speak.

It seems that he has a very high status, and seems to be a leader-level figure in the monster shop. Feng Lin narrowed his eyes and saw the other party approaching.

"Hello, hello Mr. Feng Lin, please don't blame me for the poor hospitality." The man changed his expression, and grabbed Feng Lin's hands with an apologetic smile.

"Do you know me?" Feng Lin frowned.

"I can't help but know her. She's the Wind Bell that escaped from the Third District after being hunted down by An Ran for several months." The man directly revealed the private lives of Lao Qier and the other party.

Before Feng Lin could get angry, the man grabbed his hand and walked across the hall, entering the room deep inside in full view of everyone.

The room was an independent office with blindingly bright ceiling lights, white tiled walls covered with window paintings, and the air filled with the lingering smell of cigarette smoke.

Feng Lin sat on the sofa, took the wine poured by the man, and looked at him casually.

Feng Lin felt that the man was somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he was.

"Did we know each other before?" He didn't drink the wine and started the conversation directly, "But I don't remember knowing anyone from the Monster Shop."

"Whether I know you or not, it doesn't matter." The man smiled and closed the door of the wine cabinet.

"The important thing is not to hurt the relationship. It was just a misunderstanding. Please don't get angry, Mr. Feng Lin. If you kill everyone here, I will be very distressed and I won't be able to explain to that gentleman."

Chapter 530: Fight among Ghosts (X)

Feng Lin hesitated for a moment and decided to strike up a conversation. Judging from the man's soothing and cheerful tone, he felt that they should know each other.

"So, please forgive my ignorant subordinates, Mr. Feng Lin. As the head of the flower shop, you don't have to bother with them."

Feng Lin touched his collar and said, "Of course, but I want to know who you are."

"My last name is Chu, okay..." The man thought as he sat down on the office chair and raised the crystal clear wine glass towards Feng Lin.

"Call me Master Chu."

"Mr. Chu!" Feng Lin was shocked.

He looked closely at the man's face, trying to confirm his identity.

The name Chu Shao was once quite famous. He was a subordinate of Gu Simiao, the former head of the Operations Department. His original name was Chu Shaohuai, a second-class elite executive. In addition to his identity as an executive, he was also the heir to a coal mining group, so he was also called Chu Shao.

But since Gu Simiao was confirmed dead, the subordinates who accompanied him to District 9 also disappeared.

There are three people in total, all of them are elites.

"I see. I understand everything now. You are Gu Simiao's man. The Monster Shop was established four years ago. You have been active in secret as aliens, but in fact you are not aliens, including Gu Simiao. It turns out that you have been alive all this time."

"We are just trying to survive. Death or disappearance is the best protection for us." Young Master Chu spread his hands and smiled, "Mr. Feng Lin, please don't mind it. After all, we have our own difficulties."

"I understand. I don't care about the existence of people like you."

"I just found out that you are here to look for someone. Why don't you tell me? Maybe I can help."

"How can I be sure that you are not in the same group as the person I'm looking for?" Feng Lin remained alert. He had no reason to trust a stranger like this.

The name Chu Shao was not unfamiliar to the aliens in Huacheng, but it was just a name, and it was the first time he had seen it.

"We don't want to cause trouble. If we don't tell you, it will be difficult for you, Mr. Feng Lin, to stay calm."

Mr. Chu stood up, supported himself on the table with both hands, and stared straight at Feng Lin.

As a human being, this man not only mingled among the alien species, he was not even afraid of Feng Lin, who was a super alien.

Feng Lin was a little surprised, but at this point the flower shop could not bear the consequences of his trouble, so he could only bear it in his heart.

He described all the features of the old gentleman.

After hearing all this, Mr. Chu's eyes flashed with gloom.

"Are you looking for him..." Mr. Chu did not deny the existence of this person. He took a deep breath and felt indescribably tired.

"Please come with me."

Feng Lin followed the man out of the office. On the other side of the hall there was an inconspicuous passage leading to the toilet and warehouse.

Everyone stared at Feng Lin's back with eager eyes, and in the dead silence, his terrifying side was revealed silently.

The tallest female dealer in the crowd smiled slightly, took out a thin white notebook, and turned to the last page.

The fingernail scratched a mark on the name "Feng Lin".

This is a sign of death.

The elevator slowly descended. Feng Lin looked indifferently at the negative numbers representing the number of floors that kept increasing in number until it finally stopped at the number "9".

Leading to underground, this is not a good sign.

He was surprised that there was a deeper space beneath the casino, but he didn't know where the space below led to.

The elevator looked a bit old, and I couldn't help but wonder if it hadn't been repaired for many years.

"Please follow me." The elevator door opened and Mr. Chu gave instructions. There was actually a very dark corridor ahead.

"The elevator is not installed further down, so if you want to go down you have to take the stairs." said Mr. Chu.

"Ah."

Seeing that Feng Lin had no suspicion, Mr. Chu smiled subtly, like a harmless hamster.

He walked in front, feeling the wall with his hands. This dark stairwell had no light source installed, which made it hard not to wonder what was in the space leading down. Feng Lin deliberately slowed down his pace and followed behind Chu Shao, while guarding against the danger that could happen at any time.

It’s really strange. We only met for less than a few minutes, but he agreed to my request, provided help, and even brought me to such a remote place.

It's very strange no matter how you think about it.

"Mr. Feng Lin, I want to know if there is any grudge between you two? Why are you so determined to kill him?" Mr. Chu suddenly turned around and asked.

"You don't need to know this. His death will benefit us all. I and other members of the flower shop will not hang around your organization. No one likes unnecessary trouble."

"That's different. After all, the old man you mentioned is a great guest of my organization. I made an exception for your sake." Young Master Chu shook his head and denied this statement, "So I must know the reason, or... as the leader, I have the right to know."

“He did something he shouldn’t have done.”

"for example?"

"He is an alien, and he deliberately approached the people I want to protect. For this reason alone, he must die."