Become a legend in Hong Kong

Twenty-first floor, coffee shop.

Liao Wenjie sat alone at the small round table, next to the floor-to-ceiling window, and outside the window was a brightly lit night scene.

Above, the night is hazy, and a full moon has just risen; below, there is busy traffic, and the night noise is gradually awakening.

He was holding a coffee cup and looking at the Huo's Center a street away. In his yin and yang eyes, the ghostly energy of the black cube building was swirling around it, and the dark clouds lingered.

If the Huo Center in the photo is a tombstone, then seeing is believing is a tombstone with a group of ghosts entrenched on it, and it will fall down at any time in the wind and rain.

"This building is closed in all directions. It cannot withstand the accumulated Yin energy inside and is about to collapse..." Liao Wenjie said to himself and took a sip of his coffee.

Just now, he used his connections in the police station to investigate the construction unit of Huo's Center, and got an unexpected gain.

The three engineers responsible for designing the Huo Center died in a plane crash last month. The Sino-US joint venture company that built the Huo Center is now owned by a Neon man.

At least on the surface, he is a neon man named Nobuo Tanaka, who is fifty-three years old and has a simple and crude reason for acquiring a construction company.

Lots of money! willing!

There is nothing wrong with this statement. Regardless of the fact that Neon's stock market and real estate are stagnant, the bursting of the economic bubble is inevitable, but all Neon people do not take it seriously. In addition, the government is adding fuel to the flames and continues to encourage extravagant consumption. This bubble crisis is defined as temporary.

Girls take care of themselves and dance like nothing happened.

Those who should go abroad to buy real estate, continue to buy real estate; those who should go abroad to buy movie theaters, continue to buy movie theaters, and don’t go anywhere, pick up a handful of yen and slap the American imperial father in the face...

Oh, at this time, Neon's people's hearts are as high as the sky, and the American emperor is just a beautiful younger brother, and his seniority is not that high.

It was not until a few years later that the drunken Neon people realized that the myth was shattered. A few years later, they began to accept the cruel reality, so there was a saying of the "disappearing decade".

One day, Neon people will be shocked to find that what has disappeared is far more than ten years, but twenty, thirty, or even longer...

As a result, summoned by the era of bleak future, Heisei waste and Reiwa fierce men emerged one after another.

These are things for the future. At least within the next ten years, Neon's per capita income will be the first in the world, and the chaebols will control a large amount of capital.

For someone like Nobuo Tanaka, it's no big deal to buy a construction company and put up neon lights on the grounds that he has too much money and nothing to spend on it. It's unsubstantiated and there's no way to question his bad intentions.

"Hmph, the deceased colonel's surname was Tanaka, and the person who acquired the construction company was also surnamed Tanaka. Isn't this proof!"

Liao Wenjie snorted coldly. It was a dark and windy night. It was the time to slay demons. I wanted to say my condolences to Nobuo Tanaka. His grandfather was gone tonight.

"Excuse me, sir, are you alone?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a slightly nervous female voice came to his ears. Liao Wenjie put on his official smile and Zhazha looked at him.

She is a girl in her twenties with an average face. She is much prettier when he transforms into a woman.

Her figure is even more mediocre, her chest is flat and her butt is so flat that even a mosquito would do the splits!

Girl, we are all unrelated, how did you get the courage to come and strike up a conversation?

Liao Wenjie murmured in his heart, but the smile on his face remained unchanged: "No, I am waiting for someone, but I was unlucky today. The angel who should have appeared in my heart did not come."

"ah!"

The girl was hit hard. Although she was rejected, she felt that she was being flirted with, so she was not sad at all. She faintly threw down a napkin with a phone number written on it.

After watching the girl he was chatting with leave, Liao Wenjie glanced at his watch, got up and walked towards the cashier.

"Sir, your bill has been bought by someone. This is the business card the other party left for you."

At the cashier, the middle-aged man pushed up his glasses, and the light of wisdom flashed through him. After handing over his business card, he said: "I am the manager of this coffee shop. I hope you will come here often. As long as it is you, all purchases will be 50%." fold."

"Ah, okay."

Liao Wenjie took the business card and stuffed it into his pocket. The elevator went straight to the underground parking lot. He took out a bunch of fragrant business cards and tissues from his pocket and threw them into the trash can.

Just kidding, he’s not a womanizer!

…

The sports car drove to the underground parking lot of Huo's Center. Liao Wenjie opened his yin and yang eyes, but did not find the patrolling ghost soldiers. He smelled the ghost smell and arrived at the lobby on the first floor.

"Are you so impatient to kill people right after nightfall that you rush to reincarnate?" Liao Wenjie thought secretly and walked towards a corner with a strong ghost smell.

When he obtained the construction company's information, he knew that although the Huo Center Building had been under construction for many years and had just been completed and put into operation in the past two years, the ghost nest layout definitely took a long time. It was very likely that Tanaka Osaka had made preparations when he committed suicide. .

The deaths of the architect, the chairman of the investigation committee, and the construction workers were only part of the early stages of the layout. The deaths of three designers last month officially kicked off the conspiracy.

Coincidentally, both the Jiuju Faction, Otaku Colonel, and Tanaka Colonel have all started to be active recently.

On the surface, it seems that because Leon tricked Taoist Yun Su to death, Hong Kong Island lacked a pillar, which allowed monsters and ghosts to take advantage of the situation.

But just looking at the layout of the Huo Center over the years, it is not difficult to find that no matter what the situation of Hong Kong Island is, Colonel Tanaka will eventually appear in the world, and the death of Master Yun Su only accelerated this process.

Liao Wenjie felt something in his heart. The ghost nest buried under the ground of Hong Kong Island was more than just the otaku Colonel and Tanaka Colonel. Later, other colonels would pop up one after another, maybe a bunch of them would jump out at once.

Liao Wenjie really wanted to say that more weird things would help him make money. The more evil ghosts there were, the more system rewards he would get. However, human life was at stake, so he would rather not have these bad things happen.

On the second floor, a young security guard was patrolling with a flashlight rubber roller. Passing by a small single room where firefighting equipment was stored, he suddenly heard a clang of a sword being unsheathed.

Only fire extinguishers can be placed in a small single room. It is difficult to hide someone. How could someone draw a sword in there?

The young security guard was extremely puzzled. He raised his hand and touched the hidden button, trying to open the wooden door.

Snapped!

A hand stretched out and clasped the young security guard's wrist tightly, startling him.

"Who are you, do you work overtime?"

"I'm here to investigate the case, please cooperate with me."

Liao Wenjie did not explain, but took out his police officer badge and wore it on his chest. With this identity, it was easy to do things. Although the young security guard had doubts, he still stood aside obediently.

With a click, Liao Wenjie opened the wooden door and faced a ghost soldier full of viciousness. He raised a long knife in both hands and slashed it down without saying a word.

Ding!

Danglanglang~~~

There was a flash of cold light, and the blade hit Liao Wenjie's forehead. The blade broke immediately and fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

The young security guard was so frightened that his legs weakened and he sat down on the ground. He backed into the corner with his hands on his hands and roared loudly.

"Yeah yeah--"

The blade broke, and the ghost soldier huddled in the small room. Before he could say anything, Liao Wenjie slapped his face, held his ugly face, and whispered in his ear.

"The heaven and the earth are natural, and the filth is divided..."

The ghost screamed sadly and disappeared into black smoke together with the broken sword.

"Divide...disperse."

Liao Wenjie curled his lips helplessly. The journey of refining one's mind was over, and the Taoist practice had advanced by leaps and bounds. Ordinary ghosts could not bear the whispers in his ears.

Just like the one in front of me, it completely disappeared into ashes before finishing eight words.

Too bad, is there anyone who can last longer and listen to the poor Taoist finish reciting the ninety-three words of the mantra to purify heaven and earth?

No way, it’s just one round, no one can survive it!

Just like a full-level player wreaking havoc in the novice village, full of the sense of accomplishment of bullying the children, Liao Wenjie said without any humility that he should be humble and flamboyant. A strong man must have the confidence of a strong man, otherwise he will have to endure many hardships. Why do you want to become stronger?

"Don't just sit there and call all your colleagues to the security room using the intercom. There are ghosts in this building, and there are quite a few of them."

"Ah, okay, okay."

The young security guard shivered and nodded, watching Liao Wenjie tap his toes and disappear around the corner of the corridor.

…

In the security room, captain Fan Qianzhou yawned out of boredom. He heard a noise in his ears and became angry. He picked up the walkie-talkie and started to scream.

"If I don't patrol properly at night and gather in the public channel to cry and howl, if I get lectured by the people above, none of you will be able to get over it."

"Captain, there is a ghost in the building."

"Yes, yes, there is also a policeman who catches ghosts..."

"..."

The public channel was in chaos, and Fan Qianzhou couldn't bear the disturbance, so he directly changed to a clear channel, put on his hat and walked angrily outside the house.

Bang!

The door was violently pushed open. Fan Qianzhou covered his face and lay on the ground. He took out the rubber roller behind him to show some color to these lawless boys.

"Captain, I'm going to die. I'm so scared. There are so many ghosts outside."

"Call the police quickly!"

"Captain, speak!"

"..."

"Gui Gui Gui, I think you are obsessed with it. If you don't work properly, your wages will be deducted tomorrow."

Fan Qianzhou was so angry that he jumped up on the spot, swung the stick and hit it a few times, and strode towards the door with an angry look on his face: "You said there is a ghost, okay, I will check it right now. If not, there will be one today." One, all standing on their heads against the wall."

Click!

The door was opened, and it was pitch dark outside the security room. There were more than ten white luminous objects standing there, with blood bleeding from their mouths and noses, and they looked ferocious and ferocious.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong room. I'm sorry to bother you all. Please continue."

Fan Qianzhou laughed and apologized, quickly closed the door, turned around and heard a scream, shouting that there was a ghost outside the house.

"Captain, what, what should I do?"

"Call the police, call the police, watch what I do."

Fan Qianzhou shivered and picked up the landline phone. At this moment, the frantic howling of a fierce ghost came from outside the house, mixed with a vague sound of chanting sutras.

"The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, the cave is mysterious...that's it."

There is no one who can fight!

Liao Wenjie pushed open the door of the surveillance room, looked at a group of trembling security guards, and directly showed his police ID card to Fan Qianzhou: "Investigating the case, please cooperate."

"Taoist Priest!!"

Several security guards who had been rescued by Liao Wenjie had tears in their eyes. They opened their hands and tried to pounce, but one of them was kicked and they all fell to the ground.

"I'll call you for psychological counseling later, but for now, don't interrupt my case."

Liao Wenjie looked at Fan Qianzhou and urged: "What are you still doing? You have seen the situation outside. If you press the fire alarm, it will be reported that there is a fire in the building. Evacuate the people here quickly."

There are office workers who stay up late in the building. If someone tells them there is a ghost, they will definitely sneer and not take it seriously. But if a disaster like water or fire strikes, they will run away without even asking.

Although all the ghost soldiers were said to be dead, Liao Wenjie clearly felt that the remnants of the Huo Center building were not cleared away, and he had not found the ghost nest yet.

Just in case, clear the place first before doing anything else.

"Hey, aren't you...that one?"

Fan Qianzhou swallowed hard. He remembered Liao Wenjie's face very clearly. He was suspected of being a love rival. He originally thought he was a pretty boy, but he didn't expect that he was really a master.

"Fire alarm bell!"

"Press this, press this."

The urgent ringing echoed on every floor of the building. Office workers decisively threw down their files and computers and rushed downstairs as quickly as possible.

After the security guards also left the building, Liao Wenjie calmly walked into the external elevator of Huo's Building.

In the past, he refused to take the elevator, but now his status is different, and the stairs are no longer suitable for him.