Arknights, are you a good person?

Lappland asked in confusion: "I already understand what you mean and I am trying my best to cooperate. Why don't you allow it?"

Can we let her feel a little involved? To contribute to the destruction.

"Because release is an act of absolute authority."

Qi Yuan said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "If there are two people chasing, they will not know who let them go, and their gratitude will be dispersed. I will never forgive such wasteful behavior."

Lappland blinked.

Even though she had expected it, she never imagined that Qi Yuan would be so overbearing.

Lappland's cheeks flushed slightly.

I was told I was excited.

350: The Wrath of the Wolf Lord (Part 3)

The gangsters of Syracuse are lawless, outlaws, and obsessed with money... but they are not fools. They enjoy luxurious manors, shaking red wine glasses, and various high arts.

Later, at the Saluzzo estate.

Every blade of grass and tree here is trimmed very neatly. No one dares to forget that the owner, Alberto Saluzzo, likes the solemn and verdant holly. Looking around, everything is dark green, except for an orange tree, whose branches are full of fruits, showing a different kind of brightness.

Alberto walked alone in the courtyard, wearing a well-tailored suit, a dark blue scarf, and a white cloak. His hair was carefully combed silver-gray, delicate and cold.

He was dressed in gray-blue all over, except for a bright orange tangerine in his hand.

At this moment, Alberto was constantly squeezing the orange, and a teeth-grinding squeezing sound continued to be heard. The juice seemed to overflow from between his fingers, staining his delicate leather gloves.

"Can you say that again."

Alberto's voice came out from between his teeth, making the person who delivered the message feel cold all over. His knees softened and he couldn't help but want to kneel down on the spot.

"Where is that little bastard? What stupid thing is he doing?"

"Master...Master, the whereabouts of the young lady have been confirmed. She is now in a haunted house. It seems that she has been captured by the ghosts inside and is being forced to harm family members."

"Forced?"

Alberto shook his head.

From what he knew of Laplande Saluzzo, she must be enjoying it.

"I probably know."

"Then, Master of the Family...what should we do?" asked the family member who delivered the message in confusion.

Through the gang's messengers and the contact offices set up by several families in various places, this explosive news will probably spread quickly to the high-level circle of the Syracuse family. People of Alberto's level will definitely not be short of high-power ultra-long-distance communication equipment purchased from Colombia.

He was able to get the news first simply because his family's manor was closest.

"I'll go there myself."

Alberto said so and threw away the rotten orange. The messenger was relieved, but then the words of the head of the Saluzzo family made him sweat and gasp.

"Notify the family members stationed in that area that I want to see the evil girl in person immediately after I arrive."

The messenger felt numb all over, this order was simply suffocating.

See it immediately?!

Syracuse is not big. If Alberto sets out immediately, he can arrive in one day at most. However, it would be very difficult to invite Miss Lappland back before that.

But this is the order of the head of the family after all.

The messenger had no choice but to receive the order while sweating profusely. He respectfully left the manor and trotted off to deliver the order. The order was sent to the local area through electromagnetic waves.

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"The little wolf cub of the Saluzzo family has indeed returned."

Inside the dark and gloomy quiet room, another well-dressed man was also engaging in some kind of communication, except that he was not facing a person, but a vague wolf-shaped ghost. His attitude was not as condescending as that of the Saluzzo family, but was full of helpless humility.

The creature in front of him was immortal, hiding in the shadows. Its body seemed to be flowing black mist. It had no real flesh at all and was immortal.

It has a shocking name, Beast Master, Wolf Master!

"I don't care about that wolf cub."

The voice of the Wolf Lord seemed to come from far away, his words were like the whispers of the wilderness, countless people whispered in his ears, countless wolves lingered in his ears, making all the Lupo people feel dizzy and nauseous, and they could not exert even 10% of their strength.

The wolf clan had no power to resist the Wolf Lord.

"So, Zaro, what are you worried about?"

"The ghost in that description!"

Wolf Lord Zaro roared in a decisive tone, and the wolf howls poured in, revealing his full anger.

According to the intelligence, it was an unclear ghost with a pair of eyes like red light bulbs. The gang members had no intention of resisting him at all. They were trembling all over and their hands and feet were cold. It was a great luck for them to escape, and it was the result of the other party's mercy.

"Who is it?"

The submissive middle-aged man said nothing, waiting for Wolf Lord Zaro to vent his inner anger.

"My brothers and sisters and I have never been in touch since the beginning of the game, unless death brings us together briefly. Originally, the battle for the Wolf Lord was almost over. I just needed to find a few hidden agents... Who broke the rules of the game?"

Zaro was quite sure that this was either his brother or sister or another beast master.

The probability that they are brothers and sisters is very high.

This kind of behavior of breaking the rules of the game is a sign of not being able to accept defeat, and will definitely lead to being hunted down and devoured by all other brothers and sisters. This punishment is much more severe than death.

What made him most angry was that Zaro contacted those brothers and sisters who died and were idle through Wolf Howl, but they all said they were unaware of it.

There is a wolf hiding among a group of good people.

Zaro was already extremely angry, who was behind this new agent and the dark shadow that suddenly appeared?

It disappeared into the quiet room like a gust of wind, and the respectful middle-aged man immediately looked up in surprise.

"What on earth is Zaro going to do?"

What's wrong with you?

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An island in the middle of the lake, a silent ghost castle.

After Wu Lian finished communicating with the stuffed doll and made sure that he had calmed down, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Where's everyone?"

Wu Lian muttered to herself, a hint of doubt flashed across her rose-red pupils. She slowly stood up, looked around and didn't see anyone, so she immediately walked out quietly.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was grabbed by Qi Yuan and his feet were involuntarily suspended in the air.

"Wu Lian."

Qi Yuan touched her head, his action revealed invincible doting: "You really found a good place for me, the haunted house in Syracuse, a great place!"

"Um...Qi Yuan, put me down first."

Wu Lian was in a mess and her struggle seemed very weak.

This was the first time that someone expressed such strong love for her house. Wu Lian clearly felt that Qi Yuan's love was very real.

boom!

The shaky chandelier suddenly fell down with a loud noise. Wu Lian then noticed that the gloomy and dusty castle was now in a mess, with footprints everywhere.

Even the footprints revealed fear.

"Then... let's go."

"Let me kill the monsters for a while longer." Qi Yuan touched Wu Lian's head and said reluctantly.

Wu Lian: “…”

351: Gambling on the Family's Honor

Wu Lian held the stuffed toy, blinking her rosy eyes slightly, and watched Qi Yuan busying around, turning the old mansion into a haunted house.

"Don't be angry, Mr. Moti."

Wu Lian was a little flustered. She picked up the stuffed toy and whispered to it, fearing that Mr. Moti would get angry and punish Qi Yuan.

"What, you're not angry?"

Just as she was begging for mercy, Wu Lian was suddenly stunned. She had never expected to hear such an oracle: "Are you giving this place to Qi Yuan? Are you never coming back again?"

Wu Lian was stunned for a moment and fell into deep thought.

She picked up the stuffed toy and looked at the button-stitched eyes: "Lord Moti, are you also moved by Qi Yuan's words and deeds?"

The doll said nothing. It tilted its head and a wisp of snow-white cotton wool burst out from its neck.

Wu Lian rubbed her eyes and nodded repeatedly.

She was also very touched.

Dozens of minutes later, the revised haunted house was back online. Qi Yuan wiped his sweat, looked at the weird scene, and nodded with satisfaction.

A purely dark environment is actually not scary, so Qi Yuan made some minor changes.

The cold energy-saving lamps cast long and narrow shadows, and the swaying dimness is like candlelight. The environment is always in a state where it is barely visible but not clear.

This is called a professional.

"Seeing this kind of arrangement, I guess I can come up with a few new movie ideas, all of which are ghost themes."

Qi Yuan patted the dust off his hands, and suddenly thought of the eager eyes of the Angel. He quickly took out the sports camera and hung it on his chest.

Such a wonderful scene should be recorded and shown to teammates for them to enjoy.

"Why hasn't anyone come yet?"

He was ready to go, and from time to time he glanced at the empty suspension bridge and couldn't help complaining, just like a newly opened haunted house that was slow to attract tourists.

"Sir, can you grant me one wish?"

Hearing Lappland's voice, Qi Yuan turned around suddenly and saw the rare sincerity in her eyes.

Qi Yuan coughed:

"I can't bear to hear the word wish. Don't talk and look me in the eyes."

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"Monster, real monster!"

"You guys saved your life..."

A thick black shadow slowly approached. The gangster, whose face was as pale as a ghost, felt limp and his vision suddenly blurred. He was shocked to find himself pushed out of the door.

Morality +1

Morality +1

……

……

In just half a day, Qi Yuan's Miaomiao House received four waves of tourists, and the effect was quite good. Even in the end, when the number of people increased to fifty, they were still scared to death by Qi Yuan's vest.

He gained a lot from public morality, after brushing more than 200 points, the unethical Qi Yuan finally felt a lot more secure.

"I guess you won't come again, right?"

Qi Yuan looked at the suspension bridge reluctantly. Although he was already looking forward to the next wave, he also knew in his heart that Syracuse was just a little behind and the gangster family members were not fools.

This is not a matter of clearing levels. It's not as simple as letting the monsters come out of the red door one by one and then he harvests them at designated locations.

The reason for being scared away by ghosts was really too outrageous, and there were no real casualties, so so many people did not believe it and continued to attack.

"Oh, I really hope I can get one more wave, just one wave..."

Qi Yuan said reluctantly, when he suddenly heard a noisy noise. His gaze moved to the window and he rubbed his eyes in surprise.

His wish inexplicably came true.

A construction team came to the outskirts of the lake. Five family magicians lined up one after another. Clear piano music flowed, and the temperature immediately began to drop rapidly.