The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 166

The appearance of Qing Li made all the players in the lounge turn pale.

“Master Qing Li, you finally returned. I’m almost out of protective talismans. If you hadn’t come back, I’d have to set up a spirit hall for you.”

Yang Le stepped forward, grabbing Qing Li’s arm, his face twisting like he had cramps as he winked at Qing Li.

Qing Li’s eyes darkened, speaking seriously: “Stroke is a serious illness, you should get treatment quickly, big brother.”

Yang Le’s mouth twitched crazily: “…”

Qing Li’s expression grew more solemn: “See, it’s getting worse, we can’t delay any longer. I’ll treat you right away.”

She dragged Yang Le by the collar to leave, other players hurriedly intervened: “Master Qing Li, I have an urgent matter to discuss with you, could you help me first?”

At this moment, Qing Li was like a piece of fat meat in some people’s eyes.

Killing her would allow them to return to reality, a huge temptation for most players.

They wouldn’t allow anyone to act before them.

“No, Yang Le, as my biggest spender, his health is the most important. Whatever you need, we can talk about it later.”

Ignoring the others, Qing Li walked into the elevator, holding onto Yang Le’s collar.

Several malicious gazes followed Qing Li’s back until the elevator door closed.

In the cramped elevator, only Qing Li and Yang Le remained. Yang Le let out a long sigh of relief.

He lowered his voice and said, “Master Qing Li, you need to be careful. Right now, more than half of the players want your life.”

He explained the task assigned to all players to kill Qing Li, but saw her face remain calm.

“I already know, and it’s precisely because I know that I came back,” Qing Li said, her lips curling into a meaningful smile.

Yang Le, originally worried about Qing Li’s safety, shivered at her smile.

Perhaps he should worry about those players who were after Qing Li instead!

“If there’s anything I can help with, just say it. I’m at your service,” Yang Le patted his chest, assuring her.

Qing Li smiled and said, “You don’t have to do anything, just wait for those people to lose patience and fall into the trap.”

Yang Le was puzzled, not fully grasping the meaning of Qing Li’s words, but he soon understood.

After Qing Li left the lobby, a few players gritted their teeth and said, “If only we had bought more of Qing Li’s talisman papers back then, now that idiot Yang Le gets ahead of us.”

Seeing Yang Le not coming down, some people began to get impatient.

If that boy succeeds, they would lose their chance to return to the real world.

Meanwhile, Yang Le was restless in Qing Li’s room, thinking about being alone with her in the middle of the night. If Qing Li suddenly becomes aggressive, should he resist or pretend to resist before complying?

But remembering Qing Li has a mysterious boyfriend, Yang Le awkwardly asked, “Qing Li, won’t your boyfriend get jealous of us being alone together at this hour?”

Hearing this, Qing Li thought of Chu Ci’s expressionless face and honestly replied, “He won’t be jealous, but if he finds out, he might use a scalpel to dissect you and turn you into a human skeletal specimen…”

Yang Le, who was sitting on the sofa, instantly felt a chill and quickly stood up, distancing himself from Qing Li.

Qing Li blinked in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

Yang Le shivered, forcing a smile more pained than crying.

What’s wrong? Don’t you understand?

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

A man’s voice came through, “Has Master Qing Li rested? I’d like to buy some amulets, may I come in?”

Qing Li gestured, and Yang Le hurriedly went to open the door.

The door opened, revealing a rugged, bearded man who quickly hid his fierce look and smiled warmly.

Qing Li, lounging on the sofa with eyes closed, left the entertaining to Yang Le, who greeted the customer with a smile, “Hello, how many amulets would you like to buy?”

The man, ignored by Qing Li, glared at Yang Le and said displeasedly, “I came to see Master Qing Li, not you.”

Yang Le, unfazed, cheerfully replied, “You might not know, but Master Qing Li just established a VIP membership. Only customers who recharge over 1 million popularity points to become VIPs can be received by her. Non-recharging customers will be entertained by me, her representative.”

The man’s eyelid twitched. Is it so hard to assassinate someone nowadays?

1 million popularity points equal 1 million RMB in the real world.

But without investing, there’s no gain.

The man gritted his teeth, “Fine, I’ll spend, I’ll recharge, I’ll pay.”

Swallowing his tears, he thought of killing Qing Li to exchange the popularity points for cash in the real world and rise to the top.

But this move was like cutting a major artery, costing him dearly.

Following Yang Le’s instructions, the man transferred 1 million popularity points.

Upon receiving the transfer, Qing Li lazily opened her eyes, seeing the large man as a sheep ready for slaughter.

“Yang Le, pour our esteemed VIP a glass of ’82 cold boiled water,'” she said.

Yang Le nodded, “Okay.”

The man, holding his aching chest and tearful, said, “Never mind, I’m afraid the ’82 cold boiled water’ will give me diarrhea.”

Qing Li, not insisting, smilingly asked, “Honored VIP sir, how many talismans do you need?”

The man, aware of Qing Li’s talismans’ power and planning to assassinate her later, thought it best to spend all his points at once, “Then, ten.”

Qing Li pulled out ten talismans from her pocket, smiling, “Here are your talismans, please take care.”

Her voice trailed off, her smile ambiguous.

As the man reached to take it, his eyes suddenly turned fierce.

“Sorry, Master Qing Li,” he said.

The dark muzzle of a gun pointed at Qing Li. The man did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

“Bang—”

Gunsmoke in a grayish hue filled the air. The man expected Qing Li’s head to burst open with a bloody hole, but to his astonishment, she remained unharmed. His pupils dilated in disbelief.

“Bang, bang, bang—”

He fired several more shots. As the bullets neared Qing Li’s forehead, they bizarrely changed trajectory. Sweat poured from his forehead.

“Are you human? Or a ghost?”

The man’s gun-holding hand trembled uncontrollably, his eyes filled with fear as he stared at Qing Li.

This woman was eerily strange.

Qing Li smiled and replied, “I am your creditor!”