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Chapter 407 407. The evil place

Gucheng Hotel.

Although a tragic disaster happened here several years ago, hundreds of people died in the banquet hall in strange ways, leaving countless rumors, but now, Gucheng Hotel is still prosperous, especially when this mysterious gambling game is about to start.

However, the participants in this gambling game are really complicated, including officers of the interim government of the resistance army, local gangs that have been entrenched for many years, wealthy businessmen, speculators with ulterior motives, bankrupts who grasped the last straw, adventurers seeking excitement, and many strangers and dignitaries.

When a matter involves many people, it is usually impossible to keep it secret, but if the people involved in a matter are too high in status, everyone will tacitly keep it secret.

This gambling game is like this.

In the evening, there was no traffic and thousands of people gathered at the entrance of Jiangcheng Hotel. Instead, it seemed ordinary, and there were even fewer people.

In fact, Wushan discovered during his observations in the hotel these days that many people he was familiar with had already checked into the hotel in advance, and some even booked a suite next door to them.

However, Wushan and Tang Xiaomeng had already used special methods to disguise their appearance, so ordinary people could not recognize them at all.

After all, one of them was a popular singer and the other was a well-known novelist. They were spotted by paparazzi every minute when they walked on the street.

"Shock! A well-known writer and a popular singer are suspected to be in love! Cross-border revelations!"

Qiao Mu imitated the headlines of the reports he saw online and said seriously.

"Who taught you that?"

Wushan frowned.

"I learned it from studying journalism."

Qiao Mu told the truth.

Tang Xiaomeng pursed her lips and did not express any opinions, but looked downstairs.

In the bustling crowd, they did not know that they were already in the game.

"Let's pretend that we don't know each other, so that it will be convenient to make some plans later."

Su Hong tidied his clothes, but he did not change his clothes, because he appeared in the casino in a disguised appearance, so he did not have to worry about being recognized.

"It's time to go."

"Great!"

The four of them confirmed that there was no one outside and left separately.

The banquet hall on the first floor, which was once a feast for crows, is now magnificent. There are several round tables in the center of the banquet hall, surrounded by chairs.

At the door of the banquet hall, two men wearing black hoods stood.

No one could see their appearance behind the shadow curtain, and even their breath could not be felt. They just mechanically stretched out their leather-gloved hands to check the black invitations and money of the guests.

Qiao Mu saw that they would collect one million banknotes from the guests and exchange them for ten chips.

"Fortunately, they didn't directly cheat people in the void, otherwise they might not be able to get in."

Qiao Mu sighed.

He gave the money and got the chips.

When taking the chips, Qiao Mu secretly glanced at the other party. While the next person was exchanging chips, golden silk threads fell from infinite height and entangled the gatekeepers.

"Hmm?"

Qiao Mu found that they were not affected by his [Ghost].

In this case, these things are either not human or puppets controlled by others.

As for what they are, Qiao Mu did not pursue it.

There are no nameplates on the tables in the banquet hall. Some people found a chair to sit down casually, some stood aside to chat with people they knew, and some stood alone to spy on others.

Qiao Mu saw Wu Shan and the others, but did not greet them, after all, he had to pretend not to know them.

"Brother, do you want to buy information?"

Suddenly, a young man wearing a peaked cap came over and talked to Qiao Mu.

"Information?"

Qiao Mu glanced at the young man. The young man looked smart and cunning. If he were in an old movie, he would be a character who was thrown into the mud after being beaten in the face.

"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Ge Sheng from Gucheng Daily. I am a reporter."

The young man smiled and said familiarly.

"There are many big figures from Gucheng gathered here now. Tsk tsk, thinking of this, I can't help but sigh at the wonder of fate."

"What do you mean?"

Qiao Mu is a professional supporting actor, and he will never let his words fall to the ground. It's a pity that he was born in the south, otherwise he would be a good material for crosstalk.

"Brother, I think you look kind, so I'll give you this information for free to show my sincerity."

Ge Sheng walked forward, pulled out a chair and sat down at random, and Qiao Mu sat down with him.

"Although this Gucheng Hotel is famous all over the world, a very tragic and strange accident happened a few years ago."

Ge Sheng said mysteriously, like a male college student who turns off the lights and tells ghost stories to girls during team building.

"Accident?"

Qiao Mu was very surprised.

"Don't you know?"

Ge Sheng frowned slightly, his expression solemn.

"Many years ago, this place was still in the hands of a warlord. He held a banquet here, which was actually a grand sacrificial ceremony. He wanted to use it to gain the power to usurp the gods."

"Those present at the time included officials of the ancient city, wealthy businessmen, military officers, and celebrities from all walks of life. The sacrificial ceremony caused everyone to kill each other and become a mass of indescribable flesh and blood. The miserable scene was shocking. Even the hotel staff went crazy and died violently. If you look carefully at the corners of this hall, you may still find bloodstains left at that time."

He touched the chair, as if he wanted to find traces of the past on it.

"how so?"

The person involved, Qiao Mu, exclaimed.

"Then what happened to that warlord in the end?"

"It's a pity that he was powerless and eventually fell into madness. By the time others found out, everyone in the banquet hall had melted into a big mass of flesh and blood, and it was impossible to distinguish who was who."

Ge Sheng sighed.

"However, some people think that the warlord has successfully ascended. After all, no one knows what is in those flesh and blood. Maybe it is a plan to escape from the golden cicada. Anyway, after that, the warlord never appeared again. This old city Also occupied by new people.”

"That's awesome!"

Qiao Mu admired it sincerely.

Seeing Qiao Mu giving face like this, Ge Sheng was also happy, looked around, and then lowered his voice.

"So, I suspect that someone wanted to recreate that sacrificial ceremony, so they summoned these people."

"There is such a thing!"

Qiao Mu's eyes widened with anger, as if he was very angry.

This made Ge Sheng feel a little embarrassed to continue talking.

"I was also appointed by the newspaper and came here with money. I am not interested in the final reward of the gambling game. I only hope to get some first-line information."

Ge Sheng paused for a moment before speaking.

"I see!"

Qiao Mu guessed that this reporter was not here to get information, but was used by others as the vanguard to fill the gun line.

If there is any information, it will be made by the newspaper. If something happens, Ge Sheng will be the subject of reports by his colleagues.