God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Lin Su, who was watching from the side, blinked and was a little confused: "What do you mean by being imprisoned?"

He Ziyun: "Literally."

If a god is too innocent and harmless, he will naturally be deceived and deceived by humans. Even his strength and flesh may be swallowed up by greedy humans, leaving only a little bit of energy left to survive.

The real God is imprisoned in a high cabinet, but the false God can't even figure out the timeline. It's really like a joke.

For some reason, Lin Su felt that the atmosphere around He Ziyun was a bit strange now.

It seems that the other party is very angry now?

anger?

Lin Su didn't understand why he used this word to describe He Ziyun at this moment.

【Ding】

[Anchors He Ziyun, Yang Jingshu, Fang Ran, and Lin Su have reached 95% progress in the main mission of the copy of "Shenzhi Gaige"]

Lin Su, who was paddling the whole time: "..."

Are you even taking her with you?

"It seems that our guess is correct."

He Ziyun said slowly.

After the system prompt sounded, several people in the room looked a little ugly.

Yang Jingshu frowned and said with some uncertainty:

"There is still the last 5% progress. Do we need to release the imprisoned god?"

So far, this answer seems to be barely correct.

He Ziyun's expression remained unchanged: "It should be, but if our guess is correct, there is an even more troublesome thing about to happen now."

"What else?"

Fang Ran was a little confused.

The copy has been almost completed so far, will anything else happen?

He Ziyun glanced at her and pointedly said:

"You all seem to have forgotten those black liquids. Assuming they are indeed the ghosts of the trafficked girls, then why do they appear in this hotel?"

"According to the clues I have learned so far, girls must have been trafficked where the black liquid appeared. Since you were "protected" by them last night, why didn't you think of this? "

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the expressions of Yang Jingshu and others changed instantly.

"go!"

Yang Jingshu made a quick decision and turned her head to look at He Ziyun: "Have you noticed it a long time ago?"

He Ziyun shook his head: "It's just a guess. If I was pulled into the illusion last night, I would have discovered it immediately."

[How strange, didn’t Yang Da and the others notice it? 】

[…I didn’t notice it either. Isn’t this normal? 】

[I feel like Yang Da has guessed a little bit, but her copy doesn’t look right, as if she’s not feeling well...]

[I also feel that it is probably caused by physical discomfort]

[...Well, can anyone explain it? What does your wife mean by saying this? 】

[You are stupid, if there has been a kidnapping incident in the hotel, it means that there are people in the hotel who are cooperating with those kidnappers! 】

【Holy shit! I just realized it, it’s so scary]

【…】

He Ziyun's guess was correct. As soon as they walked out of the room, they heard the noise coming from the first floor.

The old lady’s somewhat flattering voice is very obvious:

"Those women upstairs are very beautiful, their skin is quite fair, and there is another girl here this morning, she is even more beautiful, she can be sold for a lot of money..."

What's left is the back-and-forth between the old woman and the kidnappers.

You can't leave on the first floor.

Unless they want to do it.

He Ziyun unexpectedly showed no expression. He glanced at the situation on the first floor and said:

"No, come with me."

Several people were stunned and looked at He Ziyun: "What do you mean?"

He Ziyun smiled: "If you meet an acquaintance, you can go say hello."

One sentence silenced the three of them.

Any acquaintances?

----------

First floor.

Brother Hu was blocking the door with a few tall and strong men, looking at the old woman in front of him with an impatient expression:

"Okay, I will share 20% of the profit with you when the time comes. This is enough to give you face. Don't be too greedy."

Seeing that her goal was achieved, the old woman smiled like a flower: "Okay, okay, come on, how about I take you upstairs to inspect the goods?"

Brother Hu held a cigarette in his mouth and nodded: "Let's go, I want to see if those little girls are really that beautiful..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of people walking could be heard by the stairs.

Brother Hu looked up and saw the girl in the white dress walking down the stairs.

The girl in the white dress smiled slightly at him, her whole person looked sweet and soft:

"Brother Tiger? Why are you here?"

Brother Hu was stunned for a few seconds. He really didn't expect to see He Ziyun here, and he was a little shocked:

"You, weren't you bought by Boss Lin?"

He Ziyun tilted his head slightly: "Yes, Boss Lin asked me to come out to find someone. I didn't expect to meet you..."

He Ziyun didn't say the last words clearly. He looked at Brother Hu who was full of surprise, as if he was waiting for the other party to figure it out.

Sure enough, in just a few minutes, Brother Hu left the hotel with his men without knowing what he was thinking.

The old woman next to her was dumbfounded. She seemed reluctant to let the money she was about to get go away, and chased after Brother Hu and others.

"Hey, hey! You don't want anyone anymore? They can really be sold at a good price!"

Her response was the angry curses from Brother Hu and others.

When the old woman returned to the hotel with a gloomy look on her face, the table at the front desk was already crowded with several women.

Yang Jingshu finally knew what the familiar feeling was about. She looked at the table in front of her that was exactly the same as in the illusion, and suddenly said:

"How many years has this table been here?"

Fang Ran couldn't help but think of something at this sentence, and his expression paused slightly.

The old woman rolled her eyes. The disappointment of not making any money made her feel a little sad, and her tone was a little impatient:

"I don't know, I don't know. It was here as soon as I came here. Who knows how long it has been there..."

The old woman talked a lot and was obviously so angry that she didn't even want to look at anyone.

Yang Jingshu, who didn't get the answer, was silent for a moment, and the next second the old woman stopped where she was and couldn't move.

Yang Jingshu pinched her neck with such force that her finger bones turned white, but her tone was still cold: "I asked you how long it has been here."

Lin Su's eyes widened in fright, and he shrank next to Fang Ran, whispering:

"What's wrong with her?"

Fang Ran pursed his lips and shook his head.

He Ziyun next to him was not surprised. He even lazily leaned against the table and yawned, then raised his knuckles and rapped on the table.

"Mother-in-law, how many years has this table been here?"

The pain of suffocation caused by the inability to breathe made the old woman tremble all over. She shook her head desperately, and her fingers as dry as dry branches kept scratching the hand around her neck.

Yang Jingshu let go clearly, and took out a paper towel on the table to wipe her hands.