Global Curse: The Price Of Groceries For Your Mother Will Rise

on the mountain road.

Lin Yi sat in the driver's seat calmly, his car logo resembled a pair of ponytails.

The steering wheel in his hand is like an arm, flowing freely.

There is even a drainage ditch to turn around.

"Slow down!"

Su Miaomiao was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, holding onto the armrest tightly, her face full of resentment.

But soon, after breaking through the five consecutive hairpin turns ahead, she gradually lost her thinking and turned her eyes upwards.

The pupils are gradually replaced by peach hearts, maybe a little motion sickness.

"Fuck, what the hell?"

The driver of a Santana with a 605 license plate didn't even see the license plate number of the other party, and the pink sports car threw him away without a trace.

"Hurry up to deliver the tofu, so fast?!"

Unwilling to admit defeat, 605 immediately stepped on the accelerator, trying to catch up with the opponent.

But who is Lin Yi, how can these little calamis catch up.

Not long after, he caught up with a black car with a 607 license plate and disappeared into the night.

...

"Mad, the guy next door is a beast, it's been two hours and it's not over yet."

The guests in room 605 were cursing, but they were filled with indescribable envy.

"Boss, I can't do it anymore, my voice is hoarse."

The heavily made-up woman beside her protested.

Obviously the battle ended two hours ago, and it only lasted three minutes.

The woman thought she could leave work early today, but the face-saving boss forced her to yell for two hours.

The purpose is not to lose to the next door.

As promised at the beginning, when the next door is over, she will stop.

Who would have thought that the next door could be so fierce.

"What's the point, I'll give you another clock, I want to see how long the next door can last." The boss said impatiently.

The woman heard the words and could only continue, praying silently, hoping that the next door would end soon.

The same happens with 607.

The difference is that with a knock on the door, the movement in room 607 suddenly stopped.

"Boom boom boom~"

"It's so noisy! Stop knocking!"

"Boom boom boom~"

"Damn it, knock a fart, didn't you see the Do Not Disturb hanging on the door!"

This is a middle-aged uncle about 40 years old. His figure is slightly fatter, but his hair is fairly thick, but he doesn't know if it is a wig or real hair.

"Boss, it's not the rounds, is it?"

The woman was a little worried, and hurriedly got up and got dressed.

After being reminded by her, the middle-aged man immediately calmed down.

"When the time comes, you will say that she is my wife."

"good."

"Boom boom boom~"

The dull knock on the door sounded again like a reminder, and the man pretended to be calm and opened the door.

"Hello, room service."

Standing at the door was a tightly wrapped room aunt, whose upper half of her face was covered by loose hair, and the lower half of her face was wearing a thick mask.

Ma De, I thought it was a note, and I was taken aback.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was furious, "You didn't see the sign at the door, get out of here!"

"Bang~!"

The man was about to close the door, but the room aunt suddenly raised her hand to push the door against it.

This scene stunned him, and he didn't react at all.

“The room was dirty...needs to be cleaned..."

There was a hint of coldness in the lifeless tone.

"WTF!"

The man shouted angrily: "What's wrong with my room? I just like dirty and smelly, it's none of your business, get out of the way, believe it or not, I will complain to you!"

"complaint?"

"No customer has complained about me in thirty years, but you actually want to complain about me, garbage, clean it up, clean it up..."

The aunt seemed to be stimulated by something, her speech speed suddenly accelerated, her eyes became sharp, like a wild beast.

"I'm the cleaning lady, responsible for cleaning the guests in the room."

"Um?"

"It should be cleaning the guest's room, right? How could it be the guest cleaning the room?"

There was a bad premonition in the man's heart.

In the next second, the aunt took off the rubber gloves, revealing her rotten hands.

It pressed the man's shoulder, gently exerting force.

"Stab!"

The hands are separated, and the blood is soaring.

The man only felt a piercing pain, and his whole body froze instantly, unable to make any resistance at all.

He looked at aunt in disbelief, deep fear welling up in his heart.

"Yes... it's a curse spirit, no, how can there be a curse spirit here, no, don't kill me, don't kill... ah..."

"Kach~"

With the sound of the wooden door closing, everything turned gray.

The only woman left in the room witnessed the man being dismembered bit by bit before being packed into black garbage bags.

She was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, her body was shaking violently, and her body was already soaked through.

Cursed spirits only exist in cursed places, why do such monsters appear in the real world?

No, I must be dreaming.

Not true, absolutely not true.

Mom, I'm so scared...

"It's your turn, what kind of trash are you?"

"Dry, or wet?"

"It looks wet."

"..."

Soon, there was a tearing howl in the room.

Not long after, the weird aunt who cleaned up the guests walked out of the room with two bulging garbage bags.

Throw two bags of trash into the cleaning cart in the hallway.

The aunt pushed the cart and continued to clean the next room.

It stopped in front of the door of room 606 for a long time, staring at the house number, and then walked towards the next room with some disappointment.

Room 605.

"Boom boom boom~"

"It seems that the takeaway has arrived, I'll get it."

The sound in the room stopped abruptly, and the woman put on her bathrobe and opened the door.

"Hello, room service."

"Damn, I thought it was the takeaway boy... Didn't you see the Do Not Disturb sign at the door? I don't have any eyesight at all. What kind of rubbish room service, I want to complain to you. What's your job number?"

After the woman yelled for two hours, she was already full of anger.

But she couldn't vent to the boss, and the aunt just hit the muzzle of the gun.

However, the aunt heard its favorite word in the other party's words.

"complaint?"

"No customer has complained about me in thirty years, but you actually want to complain about me, garbage, clean it up, clean it up..."

Under the woman's unbelievable gaze, the weird aunt directly reached out and grabbed her neck.

"Ahem~!"

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and the woman waved her arms with difficulty trying to struggle.

However, no matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of the grip of the weird aunt.

"Gululululu—!"

An indistinct sob came out of her throat, the woman's eyeballs popped, and her face turned from flushed to purple.

"Crack."

The weird aunt smiled slightly, crushed the other person's neck, and turned to look at the other person in the room.

"Don't come here!!!"

"..."

Then, it carried two bags of garbage and walked away.

"Bang~!"

The door closed and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

…………

at the same time.

Lin Yi, who was galloping in Qiuming Mountain, didn't notice anything unusual at all.

Only to find that the two classic cars behind the buttocks were gone.

He smiled contemptuously, stepped on the accelerator pedal, and the car sped up again.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the afternoon that the hungry two finally stopped to rest.

Because they were too tired, they didn't bother to go out, so they simply ordered two takeaways.

"Boom boom boom~"

The dull knock on the door suddenly reminded me, but Su Miaomiao curled up in the quilt and pretended to be dead.

Today she is too tired to move.

Helpless, Lin Yi had to open the door by himself.

"Crack!"

The door opens.

"Hello, room service."