"Louis...? Fu Lai actually offended Louis."
"We shouldn't let him be so domineering..."
Wang Jiale leaned back in his office chair, a look of helplessness on his face, holding a stack of documents in his hand.
That was a detailed record of Wang Fulai's expenses and actions in the past six months.
"The worst thing is that he shouldn't have dumped Wen Xiaolu again."
"Now, he has completely offended Louis."
"Alas, it's only a few days away, just a few days."
"We can't make any mistakes at this critical moment, but how can I get Fu Lai to apologize to Louis?"
"We can't kill him. There's no point in killing him. Should we take Fu Lai with us to Louis to apologize?"
"I think Louis and Ye Xiong are the same kind of people. They look down on me and my humble appearance. They are all bastards who have never experienced the hardships of society. They are just lucky bastards! Relying on the advantage of being favored by God, they wag their tails and act like big-tailed wolves!"
"Damn it, even an apology won't work. It will only make Louis look down on our Wang family even more."
"But, if you think about it carefully, we don't necessarily have to make Louis look up to us, as long as he stops targeting our Wang family."
......
Inside the cinema, apart from the roar of the movie, there was total silence.
Xia Qianqing held Louis' arm tightly and rested his head on his shoulder, like a little animal guarding its food, afraid that its prey would be snatched away by others.
Ye Bingtang distanced himself from Louis and leaned on the handrail on the other side.
As for Louis, he felt uncomfortable all over.
It was a great movie, but he just couldn't get into it.
Three hours...
Like an ant crawling from the heels to the top of the head.
It's terribly slow and uncomfortable.
......
Inside the Laolu BBQ restaurant.
The man wearing a clown mask held a pitch-black umbrella in one hand. His twisted Gotham smile shone oilily in the sun. His scarlet suit raised a strange arc as he turned around and dived into the Lao Lu BBQ restaurant behind the glass door.
The black umbrella in his hand disappeared again as if by magic.
"Hi ladies and gentlemen, did you miss me?"
The ghost turned around and leaned against the counter. The sunlight shone on his face, illuminating the clown mask on his face and his deep blue pupils.
Scarlet gears spun a few times in the depths of his deep blue pupils.
Facing Li Mishuang, whose expression became increasingly cold, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but his red lips stretched to his ears under the mask, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."
"How ruthless! I am not here in person, so I won't be caught by surveillance. I am just delivering a message - the leader said that the countdown for Linjiang has been advanced."
"The storm will come within 48 hours, and the sky will change color." The ghost touched the edge of the mask with the tip of his tongue. "During the day, the flood will lick every street lamp until Linjiang becomes an aquarium and the next no-man's land."
"The leader will not allow this kind of thing to happen." Li Mi held the iron skewers with meat skewers in his hands and said in a cold voice.
"Stop beating around the bush, ghost. If you have to fart, just fart now." Cui Sihai urged in a dull voice.
The bright red corners of the ghost's mouth slightly raised: "Then you think too highly of the leader. The leader is not that merciful. He said that Linjiang's life and death has nothing to do with him, you, or the Ghost Gate."
"However, the leader also said that a savior will appear."
"who?"
"you guess?"
"Louis?"
"...Just relying on a person who has just awakened for half a year?" Li Mishuang shook his head slightly, with a hint of contemptuous smile flashing across the corner of his mouth.
Cui Sihai's eyes, as big as copper bells, turned slightly, and his voice had a hint of oppression: "Leader, do you want to use Linjiang as a venue to test Louis?"
"The leader said--" Liang Gui did not answer, but started talking to himself.
He suddenly straightened up, his red bow tie fluttering without any wind. "The gods' alarm clock has three hundred and sixty-five days left." He turned gracefully, and then jumped and danced like fingers on a piano.
"In a year, the only person in this world who can frighten the gods and make them flee this world will disappear."
"At that time, the gods will judge, the sky and the earth will change color, and humans will be found guilty. They will be destroyed by tsunamis, volcanoes, heavy rains, and strong winds. It will be as if Pandora has opened the magic box again, and a new round of doomsday is coming!!!"
“By then, it will be like the end of the world.”
Li Mishuang's hands trembled slightly as she threaded the meat skewers. The iron fork pierced her fingers, and a trace of dark red blood oozed out from her fingers.
Her face froze for a moment, and she looked up in surprise: "In one year... the gods will be back."
Amid the crackling sound of the charcoal fire, Cui Sihai's eyes suddenly shrank: "Oh my God, that's really the end of the world, it's all over."
"That's right. In one year, the gods, who have been beaten to the point of crying for their parents and pissing their shit out of their bodies, will once again sweep the world with humiliation and anger." The clown's voice was no longer up and down, but instead was unusually smooth.
Looking at the fear in Li Mishuang and Cui Sihai's eyes.
"Hahahaha——" The clown's teasing voice suddenly sounded, provoking Cui Sihai and Li Mishuang's nerves.
"What are you crazy about, Lianggui? Or, were you lying to us just now?" Li Mishuang scolded.
"With bruises all over his body and a desire for revenge." The ghost suddenly laughed wildly, and his laughter cut through the air like broken porcelain pieces. "But the leader doesn't care! He said that even if the last guy who could subdue the gods disappears--"
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