nashuaworldcup Chapter 805 Don’t Be a Cannon Fodder in a Double-Travel Story 22
Chapter 805 Don’t Be a Cannon Fodder in a Double-Travel Story 22
"That woman even transformed into a demon and tried to kill me."
"And the guy who helped her, he doesn't look very old, but he really seems to be quite capable."
"Your Majesty, we must eradicate them completely this time. Otherwise, who knows if they will come back to cause trouble again in the next century."
Ji Fang touched his neck. He still remembered the feeling of Tang Ying pinching his neck and almost suffocating him.
Cheng Muye frowned and opened his mouth to send people to capture Tang Ying and her gang, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt a pull and his body was somewhat out of his control.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Cheng Muye forced himself to calm down and looked up at Ji Fang, who looked anxious. "What's the background of that young man?"
"I... I haven't had the time to inquire. He just said that he would help Tang Ying get revenge, and then Tang Ying would pay him a hundred kilograms of gold bars as a reward." Ji Fang said hurriedly.
Are they the ones who are willing to help Tang Ying take revenge just because of those gold bars?
This would actually make things easier. Cheng Muye's eyes moved slightly, and he had a plan in mind.
The next moment, Cheng Muye's body began to lose control again. This time, he did not resist and shouted to Ji Fang, "Bring your men and follow me."
After he finished speaking, Ji Fang saw Cheng Muye's soul flying quickly towards a place.
Not daring to delay, he hurriedly ordered his men to go to Cheng's Hotel.
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When Tang Ying saw Cheng Muye again, he looked very different from what he remembered.
When Tang Ying died, she and Cheng Muye were both in their thirties. The last time she saw him, he looked young. But at this moment, he had white hair and an old face.
If it weren't for those eyes, she probably wouldn't have recognized him.
"Tang Ying, long time no see." Cheng Muye smiled and greeted him naturally.
He sat down leisurely on the sofa. This was the room he had lived in when he was alive. No one was more familiar with everything here than him. It could be said that coming back here was no different from going home.
"Don't look at me like that. I wasn't responsible for your death. If you had told me where the assets were transferred, I wouldn't have done those things to you."
"Actually, now that I think about it, they were just some insignificant little things. If you feel hurt, I apologize."
Cheng Muye spoke very easily, as if everything he did to Tang Ying were just trivial matters.
Maybe in his opinion, it was a trivial matter.
Without asking Tang Ying where the assets were transferred to, he continued to climb up with the wealth he had accumulated before and built the Cheng business empire.
The assets he owned when he died were already much more than the hundred kilograms of gold bars that Tang Ying had hidden.
"Now I know what the most shameless person in the world looks like."
Tang Ying closed his eyes and took a few steps back.
"Mr. Yun, thank you for your help."
Cheng Muye followed Tang Ying's gaze and saw a man in his twenties walking out of the bedroom door.
The man was a little thin, wearing a light grey Taoist robe, but he looked too young and did not have the immortal air of a Taoist master. He was very different from the traditional impression of a sorcerer.
Cheng Muye did not take this 'young man' seriously.
Even if he is gifted, how good can he be at such a young age?
"Are you the person Tang Ying asked to take revenge on me?" Cheng Muye asked with a smile.
With a head full of white hair and a smile on his old face, he really looks kind.
But when I looked up and saw his old but sharp eyes, the kind feeling suddenly disappeared.
"It's me, hello, Mr. Cheng." Yun Yi walked to the incense table that had been set up long ago, picked up the yellowed secret book, flipped through it, and asked, "I wonder if Mr. Cheng has any special hobbies? I have many methods here."
Cheng Muye suppressed the smile on his face and his eyes fell on the secret book that Yun Yi was flipping through.
When the sorcerer tried to take Tang Ying's soul, he was holding this secret book in his hand. Although many years have passed, he would not have been wrong.
Who is this young man?
Did he use the same method as the sorcerer back then to lure him here?
"What do you want? Money? Wealth or power? I can give you all of them. Whatever Tang Ying can give you, I can give you." Cheng Muye's posture was still relaxed and comfortable.
But when he took the initiative to recruit, his momentum weakened.
For Cheng Muye now, there is no need to make enemies for himself. As long as the problem can be solved with material things, it is not a big deal.
If he could recruit Yun Yi and have him work for him between the Yin and Yang worlds, his empire would definitely become even bigger.
"Hmm?" Yun Yi looked up at Cheng Muye, "Aren't you dead? I'm not interested in the currency circulating in your place."
Seeing Yun Yi's interest, Cheng Muye said again: "I can provide you with information. If you take this information to those people and ask for money, they will definitely give it to you."
Ghosts cannot be seen by human eyes, but they can move freely anywhere.
Ghosts can know all the secrets that people don't want others to know.
"You mean blackmail? That's too much trouble. I prefer things to be simple." Yun Yi put down the secret book in his hand, looked at Cheng Muye and smiled: "Besides, blackmailing others can easily get you into trouble. I won't do it."
"you can……"
"Alright, Mr. Cheng, stop stalling for time." Yun Yi interrupted Cheng Muye before he could finish his words. "I've set up a barrier around this room. Whether it's your ghost generals or the hotel staff, they can't get through."
"Now, it's time for you to pay your old debt."
"Buzz... Sizzle..."
As soon as Yun Yi finished speaking, the lights in the room suddenly flickered twice and then went out.
The room was extremely dark, with only the candlelight on the table emitting a faint blue flame, and the atmosphere was extremely dark.
Cheng Muye was originally a ghost, so he was naturally not afraid of the darkness. However, since he came here, he did not feel the barrier set up by Yun Yi at all.
He suddenly rushed towards the wall, but when he was only a palm's distance away from the wall, an invisible barrier blocked his way, preventing him from taking another step forward.
Looking at Yun Yi standing behind the desk, Cheng Muye felt a long-lost sense of fear in his heart.
When he was alive, he was in charge of the Cheng Group and was the richest man in Hong Kong City. After his death, he became the king of Ghost Town.
After being on top for so many years, he had long forgotten what 'fear' felt like.
Yun Yi just smiled and waved at him. The next moment, the blue flame on the candle rushed towards him and wrapped him tightly.
The burning sensation quickly spread throughout the body, and the burning pain spread from every limb and bone, as if the whole person was thrown into a frying pan and fried.