Psychics don't die from gunfire

The security guards at the door came up to them immediately.

They were wearing standard suits, and if they were not bulging, they could be said to be well-mannered.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Perhaps it was due to the environment of Panshi City. Although the luxurious decoration of this nightclub could be vaguely seen from the door, the temperament of the leading strong man was more like a gangster than a professional security guard.

"I'm sorry." But his tone was still polite: "We don't welcome strangers here."

"How can you be a familiar face if you are not allowed in?"

Song Shi snapped his fingers, and the lapis lazuli disguised as a portable drone next to him sent an asset evaluation data to the other party.

The number above is three million, and the unit is sulfur coins-the universal currency of Ye Nan, with a purchasing power slightly lower than the silver coupons of Donglu and slightly higher than the credit points of the enterprise alliance.

"Or do you not welcome tourists from other places?"

The strong man's eyes lit up. There were three million liquid assets that could be withdrawn at any time, so everything would be fine.

"You don't have any weapons, so you don't need to store them."

He showed a happy expression, and finally scanned them with his artificial eye, and gave up his seat: "I wish you a good time tonight."

The decoration style of this nightclub has nothing to do with fashion, but is quite traditional. The building is magnificent, the crystal lamps on the dome are shining, and at the end of the wide passage with red carpet, there are noisy voices.

"Is it stolen or P?"

Song Shi asked casually while walking through the aisle.

"Hacked into his artificial eye, simulated the asset evaluation panel." Lapis Lazuli replied: "It would be a little more troublesome to directly obtain clean assets."

"That's P." Song Shi understood.

The restless sound waves came like a tide, easily engulfing every visitor. The gorgeous lampposts became the only light in the dim environment. In the tide of neon, men and women danced happily.

The dark environment, the interlaced neon, and the deafening sound waves are all enough to dazzle people.

Although he was a third-ring psychic, Song Shi still took in the whole scene in a flash.

There were many protagonists tonight, and they were surrounded by a circle of people, but there was undoubtedly only one "protagonist" among these protagonists.

He was a young man in his twenties sitting at the lower left of the hall.

He had dyed blond hair, and his white shirt was not buttoned up, revealing his well-defined muscular abdomen.

At this moment, there were people sitting around him, both men and women, but no matter whether they were men or women, everyone was hugging a woman.

The only exception was him.

The blond young man leaned on the sofa, shaking his wine glass, and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Fitch. Fitch!"

A short-sleeved young man in his early twenties laughed at the other party and said, "You made a lot of money on this trip! You have to pay for it tonight!"

"A lot of money?"

The blond young man called "Fitch" snorted, "Who told you? How come I didn't know?"

"It's meaningless if you don't admit it"

The other party smiled and looked at the others: "Everyone, may I ask who is the brother of Fitch's uncle's uncle--"

A young man in a suit laughed.

"Noble!"

The woman in the V-shaped dress raised her glass.

"Generous!"

Two more people said in unison.

"Tolerant!"

"The glory of the rock! The leader of the Lorati family!"

"--Bertram Lorati!"

The person who spoke first looked back at the blond young man.

"So, our dear Fitch Lorati, do you have anything else to say?"

"Grandpa Bertram is the head of the family. But I am not, so the big money is definitely not with me."

Although he said so, the blond young man still smiled, and he was obviously very pleased. He compared a number: "Just barely this much."

The rest of the people immediately exclaimed in cooperation, and some of them showed real envy in their eyes, and cursed in their hearts that they were really cruel.

Although they are qualified to sit here, their backgrounds are naturally not bad, but compared with the undoubted overlords of Panshi City, the Lorati and Moore families, they are not so good.

Just talking about the recent time, the Lorati family saw the recent price increase in Panshi City, and the people below were eager to use cash. They decisively relied on their huge liquidity to purchase a large number of corporate securities at a low price from the employees of the provincial factories that were still valuable.

After a lot of tinkering, they became the major shareholders of these factories.

The method is simple. Unfortunately, they dare not do it.

The Lorati family has a close relationship with the city government, so it is legal to do so. If they were to do it, it would be an infringement of state-owned assets, and they would be hit hard in an instant.

"Hehe."

The blond young man was very pleased. As one of the younger generations that Bertram, the current head of the Lorati family, likes very much, he made a lot of money by participating in this.

In a sense, he is no longer on the same level as the young people around him who are still asking their parents for money.

"Well, actually."

"I originally wanted to look around again, after all, it is clearer to see from a different perspective, and then get some evidence in the east, find two witnesses in the west, and pour in two spoonfuls of honest lawyers and reporters."

At this moment, a strange voice interrupted.

The volume of the voice was not high, and the tone was not heavy, but for some reason, it was extremely clear in this noisy environment.

"But now I think it seems unnecessary to make it so troublesome."

Looking at the black-clad young man who suddenly appeared, Fitch was stunned for a moment, then frowned. He didn't look at him, but asked the others: "Do you know him? Who brought him here?"

Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads, and looked at the young man in a daze.

Fitch turned his head, his artificial eyes flashed, and scanned twice, finally confirming that the other party was not someone he knew - not even someone in the Rock social circle.

"I'm in a good mood today." He glanced at the other party, without moving, and said calmly: "While I'm not angry yet, I suggest you shut up and disappear from my sight immediately."

So Song Shi nodded.

The dim environment suddenly lit up, that was the color of the flame -

In the unimaginable burning, a line of flames rose up and pierced straight through the ceiling.

To be precise, it was the ceiling of this nightclub, and even the ceiling on the ceiling, that was not a vacancy, but the entire hundreds of square meters, which turned into ashes in an instant.

The sparse cold wind passed through the sky behind it, dispersing the noisy air in an instant.

Fitch also slowly opened his eyes.

That wasn't even shock.

It was like a 100-minute movie. After watching the young love struggle of the hero and heroine for 99 minutes, when it was finally time to confess, the whale in the aquarium next to him suddenly grew limbs, became 20 times bigger, and began to run out of the door, wreaking havoc and destroying the city, and killing the hero and heroine in the process.

Uh, it turns out that this is actually a mutant monster disaster movie.