[Comprehensive English and American] You have to pay rent even if you are a ghost

"Wow, our Tate is really sweet." Vivienne Harmon pinched Tate's face with a smile, and then took him away without any explanation.

Five years ago, the Mayflower department store in downtown Los Angeles was completely burned down by a fire. After years of tug-of-war with the insurance company, the result finally came out half a year ago.After a series of renovations, the first Mayflower department store on the West Coast is finally reopening.

The consumption level of the Mayflower department store is suitable for a middle-class family like the Harmon family. When she was in Boston, Vivienne Harmon preferred to visit the Mayflower department store.

When she first came to Los Angeles, Vivienne Harmon felt a little regretful when she learned that the Mayflower Department Store here had a fire five years ago and was currently being rebuilt.

Finally, the reconstruction and renovation of the Mayflower department store in Los Angeles is over.

Today is the day when Mayflower Department Store reopens.

There are discounts for all shopping.

Vivienne Harmon was moved.

Ben Harmond got to work, no matter, Vivienne Harmon with Sabrina Brown, who was quite chatty, and her son on vacation, perfect.Even if Raffaele can't go, she still has a Tate.

Vivienne Harmon dragged Sabrina Brown and Tate downstairs and out the door.

When people got into the car, Raffaele reversed the posture of lazily lying on the bed just now, sat up and walked to the window, and saw Tate who was looking at his bedroom eagerly through the window.

How does this look so much like a kidnapped hostage?

Raffaele couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, his sky blue eyes looked at Tate quietly.

Tate pursed his lips, fastened his seat belt silently, and nodded to Raffaele.

He will definitely be optimistic about Vivienne.

When Tate went out, Raffaele leaned against the window and sighed.

I don't know if this choice is right or wrong.

Gathering his mind, Raffaele changed his clothes, went downstairs to change his shoes, and went out.

Raffaele's figure flashed, and the next moment, he appeared in the house he had just bought recently.

This house is less disgusting than the house where the gypsy witch lived before, so Raphaele reluctantly wanted to study it.

Raffaele glanced at the ghosts imprisoned in the wall, struggling desperately, and the grimaces with constantly changing horror expressions, walked up to a wall, raised his hand to cover the wall, and slowly closed his eyes. eyes.

Some guys have created these houses with ulterior motives, what is the purpose?

If it's just to imprison ghosts, Raphael doesn't believe it.

The dark magic power pervading every corner of the room is connected with each other, forming a complete cycle.Although it didn't completely suppress the overflowing dark aura, it didn't attract too much attention either.Unless you meet someone like Raffaele, who has a keen sense of talent, even better than Vincent Gray, who he praised for his talent.

The undead who died in this house are attached to this circulation system of dark magic power. The more people who die here and the more ghosts are bound, the stronger the dark magic power here will be.

Raffaele slowly analyzed the veins of the dark magic power circulating in the wall, trying to find the node that opened up the entire magic power network.

After an unknown amount of time, the wall under Raffaele's palm suddenly buzzed. The dark magic power that was originally flowing quietly and circulating was like a beast that suddenly opened its eyes, and opened its bloody mouth suddenly, as if Want to choose someone and devour them.

Raffaele opened his eyes suddenly, and closed his half-open fingers.

In the void, a muffled hum came from nowhere.

Raffaelejo turned his head to look in one direction, his blue eyes were sharp, and the next moment, he disappeared into the room.

At the same time, in a hotel called Cortez in Los Angeles, a man wearing a blue striped suit and every strand of hair combed neatly behind his head, although handsome but with an evil spirit, suddenly changed. complexion.

He snorted, raised his right hand, and looked at his four fingers that were gradually reduced to ashes in disbelief.The sparks mixed in the black ashes fell on the floor of the lobby on the first floor of the Cortez Hotel, scorching out potholes one after another.

It was as if his hand had been scorched by some kind of high-temperature flame just now. Although he dodged quickly, a little spark was still splashed on it, and in an instant, his hand became like this.

how can that be? !

His eyes suddenly turned pure black.Ferocity and malice are almost in essence, flowing in his eyes.

Feeling the instant change of his aura, the originally thorny strength turned into an irresistible absolute oppression, the faces of the young men and women who were confronting him couldn't help but suddenly changed, and the man even blurted out: "What the hell are you? !"

……

Cortez Hotel is a hotel built in the 20s. It looks ordinary but it has been open for 70 years.The interior decoration of the hotel is very luxurious, but there is not much popularity here.

The reason is that most of the hotel is filled with ghosts and monsters, and a small part of the human beings who came in either became the prey chased by the monsters, died here, and became part of the hotel; Working here and serving that hostess, dedicating all the facts are inseparable.

Only a very small number of humans can walk out of the Cortez Hotel intact.

At this time, the men and women who are confronting the man in the striped suit are Count Elizabeth, the hostess of the Cortez Hotel, and her lover Donovan.

It is worth mentioning that none of them are human beings, but vampires that prey on human beings and feed on blood in the dark.

The lapis lazuli rings they wear on their fingers are sunlight rings, a treasure that allows them to walk freely in the daytime.

Today is their hunting day. They have just lured a pair of young, fresh and healthy men and women into the hotel. Before they have passed through the lobby, they are brought to the Countess's private territory to taste carefully. Cortez Hotel welcomes them An unexpected visitor came.

The Cortez Hotel would have welcomed any guest who was about to leave his life and soul here. This is a pleasure other than hunting, and the ghosts wandering around the hotel must not be too boring.

They also need to have fun.

It's just that the fun in the ghost's eyes is obviously not the man in the striped suit.

Because Countess vampire Elizabeth and her lover Donovan heard clearly, the man opened his mouth and said that today, he would reclaim his hotel.

How presumptuous!

Regardless of today's low temperature, the Countess stood still in a red dress with a backless back, long silver-white hair rolled up, and a black veiled hat.Her lover Donovan then stood beside him, glaring coldly at the handsome man in the striped suit.

The prey they lured before didn't understand why they didn't leave. Just as they were about to say something, Donovan knocked him out and fell limply beside the elevator.

The eyes of the man in the striped suit fell on Elizabeth and Donovan.A mocking and disdainful expression appeared on his face, and he said slowly, "Vampire?"

Their identities can be seen at a glance, and their attitude is so arrogant and disdainful, as if they are some lowly things.If Elizabeth hadn't stretched out her hand to grab Donovan's wrist, Donovan would have rushed over and punched that proud guy hard.

"Tsk." The man in the striped suit played with the coin in his hand, and said quietly: "It seems that this house can breed such delicious food, you have a lot of credit."

"Excuse me..." the vampire countess spoke coldly and restrained, no longer the charming and enchanting charm of the past, and said coldly: "Who are you? What is the purpose of coming to my hotel?"

"Your hotel?" The man raised his eyebrows with a playful expression, "No, no, no, this is my hotel, little guy. Now, its real owner is here to take it back."

Without looking at the Countess's pretty face, which could not hide her anger, the man in the striped suit opened his arms, took a deep breath, and said happily, "This is a corner of the kingdom I carefully built for my king, and it is my king who opened it. The starting point of the journey in the world. The world will be dominated by my king, and neither heaven nor hell can hide the glory of my king."

Following the man's high-pitched voice, the entire Cortez Hotel began to vibrate.The dark power that had been entrenched in this building for many years began to recover, and the originally silent power echoed the man's words and responded to his power vigorously, as if, as it should be.

From beginning to end, it should have been.

Because it was him who built it all with his own hands.

The laws of the world are powerful, but in the "little hell" he carefully constructed, his power can surpass the limitations of his skin, showing his original strength.

This is just a small part of the plan.

With the ground under your feet as the center, the power that is exactly the same as the dark magic hidden in the house runs along a specific track to the distance, collides with the dark magic of other nodes, and will eventually form a huge network. , covering the entirety of Los Angeles.

And when the dark magic power climbed to the peak, it was the moment when my king appeared.

Thinking of the grand scene at that time, the man's eyes began to light up, and his heart was filled with joy.

The flower of evil planted many years ago, at this moment, finally came to bloom.

However, the dark magic power transmitted by the man in the striped suit was not transmitted to specific nodes as he expected.

The man opened his eyes abruptly, feeling uncertain in his heart.

There are two nodes that do not echo his power.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the power transmitted back to a node was not pure dark magic power, but a ray of pure light power was wrapped in it.

He suddenly widened his eyes and subconsciously hid for a while.

Even so, his right hand was still splashed with some light power, and the repelling power corroded his right hand, leaving wisps of power in the injured area, and for a while, he was unable to heal the wound on his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the feedback of the dark power at the last node was still not the mellow and docile he expected, but it smashed back fiercely with darkness full of anger.

It's just that this ray of dark magic power is much weaker, and he easily dispelled it.

"How is this possible?!" He stared at his horrific right hand. Is it Shengli?But when did a guy with such pure holy power appear in the Holy See of Light?He has only been in the world for 70 years, how could there be so many changes in the world!

Just as the man was amazed, on the second floor of the Cortez Hotel, a man in a black tuxedo with a curly back was leaning over the stair railing and looked down into the hall.He raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said, "It's you?"

Countess Elizabeth raised her head and looked at the man on the second floor.

That was the builder of the hotel, her first husband, Earl James Patrick March.Huge financial resources allowed him to build such a beautiful and sinful hotel, which was originally his "hunting ground" and "amusement park".

He is a madman addicted to killing, and the original intention of building this place is for his own entertainment.

James March's crazy obsession with Elizabeth led to a wishful marriage. Elizabeth didn't love him, but she was very happy to accept his millions of property and this house.

James March took his own life when the police came after his murder was reported.

Elizabeth inherited the property and the hotel, while the soul of James March remained in the hotel.He is still obsessed with Elizabeth, jealous but helpless at her constant changing of bed partners.Most of the guests who chose to live here died at his hands, just like in his lifetime.

He is a madman, an executioner.

Human blood and pain delighted him.

It's just that everyone who knows the history of this hotel thinks that this weird and gorgeous hotel was designed by James March, but in fact...

"Saza, my muse." James March looked at the man in the striped suit downstairs with surprise, and said, "You're finally back."

The man in the hall on the first floor raised his head gloomyly, and when he saw James March, his expression changed a little.He raised the corners of his lips, with a little joy, and said: "The darkness of your soul, every time I see it, I can't stop admiring it."

"James, you're a born devil."

"Thank you for your compliment." James March showed a big smile, and exaggeratedly saluted the man downstairs.

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes slightly.

Someone James March knew?

Why doesn't she know? !

Before the man in the striped suit downstairs could say anything, a small voice suddenly sounded in the lobby on the first floor of the Cortez Hotel.

It was like the sound of wings vibrating, and the sound of air bubbles being popped.

The next moment, in the center of the hall, a blond boy wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans appeared in front of everyone.

The author has something to say:

#818Spicy one unknowingly kills the protagonist of countless horror movies#

Evil Spirits & Demons: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Raffaele: It was you who bumped into my hands, and I still hate you for hindering my beautiful daily life╭(╯^╰)╮

A certain demon secretly rubbed: Oh, it's 1999, and it's time to harvest. Let me go to the world to see the fruits~~ What the hell, who did it? !

Raffaele: ==

***

Look at my 40-meter broadsword throwing a mine, and the passer-by throwing a mine, thank you dear~~