OBS Chapter 47: Like supporting his young wife
Chapter 47: Like supporting his young wife
When Zhou Gangxun was in Hong Kong in his early years, his business interests covered a wide range of industries.
From 1993 to 1997, the real estate market in Hong Kong reached its peak of exorbitant profits, with investors making millions by reselling a single property.
Then use this money to earn commissions from stock market brokerage firms, engage in short-term stock trading, and provide single-savings insurance policy services. The commissions are basically maintained at 100 million yuan per year, and the monthly return on short-term investments is about 40%.
This is just the legitimate business; when you add in the gray businesses such as affiliated businesses, vehicle import and export, and loan brokers, it's no exaggeration to say that Zhou Gangxun has a place in the port city.
The business partners I've encountered are all sorts of people, from government officials to local armed forces. Many of them wear or keep magical items, such as baby amulets, ghost child oil pendants, Kuman Thong, and Kuman Li...
When someone asked him if he kept a ghost child and offered to give him one, they talked to him about it.
Buddhist amulets are divided into righteous and evil ones, and Kuman Thong are also divided into righteous and evil ones. The righteous ones need to be offered with milk and perfume, while the evil ones need to be fed with fresh blood or human life.
The one in his hand is probably extremely cunning.
You can tell from the fact that the jar was engraved with three rings of runes to suppress it.
By placing this thing in the crack of the ceiling, are they trying to feed it with the lives of the tenants, so that it will die by suicide, or rather, be a human sacrifice, like that family of four?
Zhou Gangxun took out his phone, called the real estate agent, and said coldly, "Come here now."
No sooner had the words left her lips than a wailing scream erupted from the bathroom, "Aaaaaah!! Zhou Gangxun!! She's come in here! She's going to eat me alive!!!"
Sobbing and shedding tears, Ruan Zhijuan moved the plastic basin stuck to his buttocks, her legs trembling as she crawled out like a turtle, her voice barely audible as she cried out in terror, "Help me...please help me..."
They were afraid of disturbing the female ghost in the bathroom.
She was a woman without arms and legs, with a deformed body.
She had a torso no bigger than two palms, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom.
Its eyes, mouth, ears, and nose were all sealed off, covered by new, tender flesh that had been cut away and regrown. Its entire body was bluish-black, and its flesh was covered with densely packed runes. When it crawled, it made a sticky, rotting sound.
The moment Ruan Zhijuan saw it, she felt a strong sense of suffocation and despair. How could she possibly live like this?
He was both scared and distressed; his heart pounded with a dull, throbbing pain, and tears and snot streamed down his face. He didn't want to become like this, sob...
Just as he was thinking this, his body suddenly felt light, and Zhou Gangxun picked him up, basin and all.
The female ghost in the bathroom suddenly disappeared, and then a creaking sound came from the black jar in the living room. It was the sound of bones and flesh being squeezed, as if something much larger than the jar was struggling to squeeze into it.
Zhou Gangxun patted the basin behind Ruan Zhijuan as if coaxing a child, saying, "It's alright now."
"Bang~ Buzz~" The plastic basin made a pleasant drumming sound, which made Ruan Zhijuan's crying sound tremble, as if it were harmonizing. "You cry so well, even better than you sing."
Ruan Zhijuan, forced to participate in the harmonies: "..."
o(TヘTo) You bastard, Zhou Gangxun, you're a damn red egg.
Ruan Zhijuan grabbed Zhou Gangxun and cautiously peered into the bathroom. "Zhou Gangxun, that female ghost suddenly became so scary! Waaah... her hands, feet, and lower body are all gone, and her eyes and mouth have all been cut off..."
Ruan Zhijuan sobbed, increasingly convinced that the woman in her dream was a ghost, yet in the dream she was so gentle, even feeding the little girl canned food. "How could this be... Waaah... Waaah..."
"Ugh—wer—"
Zhou Gangxun raised his hand and covered Ruan Zhijuan's face with a handful of warm, damp towels, silencing the sound of the Ruan family's kettle about to boil. "..."
It sounds like a human stick, a living roly-poly toy, from the Thai underground black market.
When he was discussing a project in Thailand, his partner invited him to see this kind of freak show. At first, it featured people with special physical conditions or rare diseases, such as conjoined twins, dwarfs, gigantism, and people with rickets.
Later it turned into those bottles with severed limbs.
Their bodies were stuffed into a transparent glass tank, with only their necks and heads exposed. The torsos inside the tank were kept in medicine or preservative solution to maintain their survival. In addition, their tongues were pulled out, their faces were disfigured, and they were blinded... rendering them completely incapable of resistance and turning them into mere exhibits.
Zhou Gangxun only felt physical discomfort from this kind of painful pleasure. He later reported it to the local government, requesting verification of whether the living creature in the bottle was a missing or kidnapped person.
Behind this may lie an entire criminal industry chain driven by profit.
The grotesque underground black market was indeed ordered to rectify itself for a period of time, but it was later heard that it had resurfaced.
After all, it was profitable, and the profits were so high that there were almost no costs involved.
But his foolish wife is able to see those things; is it a problem with her birth chart?
"Brother, why are you looking for me so late..."
Just as the real estate agent, Xiao Ma, was about to exchange pleasantries with Zhou Gangxun with a beaming smile, he saw a scene of ruins inside the rented room. Standing in the ruins were two people: his brother and his brother and sister-in-law (already wearing pants).
"Oh dear, what happened to this house? Bro, you'll have to pay for any damage you cause during the rental period..."
Zhou Gangxun coldly raised his eyes and looked at him, "Someone died in this house."
Xiao Ma choked on his words, thinking that Zhou Gangxun had overheard the neighbors' gossip. Those people had already had a month's rent reduced for them, so why couldn't they keep their mouths shut?
He chuckled awkwardly, "Brother, it's actually quite normal for people to die in houses. Our company hired a master when we took possession of the properties. The master performed rituals for three days and three nights, so there won't be any problems."
"Normal? There won't be any problems?" Ruan Zhijuan, her eyes red and swollen, still hadn't fully recovered from the shock. Overcome with emotion, she rushed forward, gesturing wildly as she spoke, "That old lady said I slept on her bed, and she always deliberately sat on my feet. She's so heavy, she just plopped down on me... You're telling me there's no problem?"
"And that couple was arguing while vomiting blood, making a mess on the floor and table... That old man was spitting everywhere, he had no hygiene at all... And just now, right there, a woman who was hanging herself kept kicking my head with her size 36 feet!"
Zhou Gangxun stood coldly behind Ruan Zhijuan, staring at Xiao Ma. Although he didn't say anything, his mere presence was enough to create a sense of oppression.
Like supporting his young wife.
Zhou Gangxun (smoking): I didn't ∠( ‾᷄×‾᷅ ), don't slander me, or I'll sue you for defamation.