I open a supermarket with strange rules

Zhao Xiyue drove very steadily, but not slowly.

It took Gao Juan and her friends nearly four hours to drive here, and they arrived at the small villa at exactly 4:30 in the afternoon.

Only the blonde woman, the servants and Gao Juan lived in this villa.

Gao Juan’s background setting is a divorced but strong-willed mother, a missing father, and a taciturn maid.

When Zhao Xiyue and Gao Juan rushed into the house, the maid was cooking in the kitchen.

In a large pot of green soup, human fingers, hearts, and some pieces of meat whose original appearance could not be recognized were floating.

The maid heard the sound of the door opening, came out, and was shot by Gao Juan.

Gao Juan's face was extremely cold at this moment. This was the Ghost Story Management Bureau, which was hard-hearted towards all weird things.

Worried that Zhao Xiyue might feel uncomfortable, Gao Juan also explained, "The reason why we were not attacked is because the dungeon setting makes us a family, and in their eyes we are also weird.

If an ordinary human came in, his fate would be the same as that pot of soup—"

Before she could say anything, Zhao Xiyue had already hurried upstairs, with no trace of pity or blame on her face. She even urged, "Hurry up and make it happen. Don't let others find out."

Zhao Xiyue rushed into the bedroom first.

She called out to the little tree in her mind, "Little Tree, feel it, which ones have energy fluctuations?"

The branches moved, and it seemed as if a filter was added to Zhao Xiyue's eyes, and the objects within her field of vision were divided into two colors.

Black and white, this has no energy.

Color, it has energy.

She started to sweep directly, and Gao Juan caught up and joined the sweeping team.

Half an hour later, the two men sneaked into the car with three large packages.

Gao Juan hadn't come to her senses yet. She was holding the 2000 green bills she had robbed, her heart pounding. "It's really, really exciting."

This was her first time robbing a strange lair in a dungeon.

In the past, I just wanted to survive, and I had never experienced such a satisfying experience as counter-killing and looting.

Thinking of this, the look in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Xiyue changed.

At the beginning, the entire Ninth Team really looked down on the foreign players that Captain Chen had forced in.

They have extensive experience in ghost stories and systematic training, so how could they be inferior to these unconventional people?

Facts have proved that there are always people better than you.

He was able to tear through two copies single-handedly. He is indeed an extraordinary person.

Gao Juan licked her dry lips and asked, "What should we do next?"

After this short half day, she has completely accepted Zhao Xiyue and is even willing to follow her instructions in the next operation.

Zhao Xiyue thought for a moment and decided that the most urgent thing now was to gather with other teammates.

She asked Gao Juan, "Do you have any special means of communication within the team?"

Gao Juan frowned, "Yes, Xiao Huan's talent is mind connection, he can contact teammates without relying on a medium."

Having said that, she looked at Zhao Xiyue guiltily.

Xiao Huan's mind connection did not include Zhao Xiyue. For Team Nine, they were still on guard against Zhao Xiyue, an outsider.

Seeing that Zhao Xiyue didn't care at all, she continued, "But Xiao Huan's combat power is not high. Since entering the dungeon, I have only received one message from the mind link.

It's candy that's the problem, don't eat candy."

squeak--

The sudden braking made the forum make a shrill sound. Zhao Xiyue said in a deep voice, "Did you say what the problem was?"

She had already eaten a candy, although it was purified by the little tree.

Gao Juan also frowned and said, "Xiao Huan didn't say anything, and I haven't contacted him since then."

Zhao Xiyue suddenly had an idea. There was a charlatan named Les in Chen Zhao's team. She generously paid a car in advance as a reward to let her in.

There is definitely danger in this mission for Team Nine, and it is a big danger.

The candy's mutation was just a sign.

Damn, I was careless.

She checked the fuel gauge and saw that there was still enough fuel to run for a while. She said to Gao Juan, "Try to contact Xiao Huan. If he's in danger, we can go help him."

Gao Juan guessed that Zhao Xiyue might have eaten the candy, so she quickly used props.

This prop is very precious and is a one-way communicator.

Each copy can only be used once, and Team Nine will usually only use it in life-and-death situations.

After Gao Juan used the props, a microphone without a wire appeared in her hand, and the microphone was connected, "Hello, Xiao Huan, where are you?

Zhao Xiyue and I are together, and we are just about to come over to find you."

At this time, in the slum with air leaking out from all sides, Xiao Huan was lying on the floor dying.

The situation he encountered was similar to that of Zhao Xiyue. His family background was very poor and they made a living by begging and stealing.

If they failed to bring back a certain amount of green banknotes and items every day, they would be beaten and not given food.

Originally, there were quite a few gadgets in his toolbox, and he had no sympathy for weird things, so he had no psychological barriers to doing it.

But unexpectedly, that same night, after he was rewarded with a Willy Wonka candy, he realized that his innate ability was failing.

After he urgently sent a reminder to his teammates, he completely lost his talent.

His innate ability is that of a puppeteer, which allows him to manipulate many customized props at the same time, and to briefly control weirdness and contact teammates.

That box of props, which were customized for him, now had lost its gift, and he was like a child guarding a mountain of treasures but unable to use them.

At noon the next day, he was severely beaten because he did not bring back the spoils.

To make matters worse, the gold lottery ticket on his body was discovered.

Dad took the golden ticket and was very dissatisfied with him, thinking that he hid the golden ticket and wanted to keep it for himself.

Although he was not beaten to death, Xiao Huan could clearly feel that his life was slipping away.

After receiving the communication from his teammates, he felt a glimmer of hope, but when he thought about the dozen or so weird people guarding outside, his hope was immediately extinguished.

Don’t let your teammates get dragged down.

He spoke with difficulty, "I lost my golden ticket, and my talent has been sealed. You guys, go find the captain—"

This was already an extremely bad situation. If he could not enter the factory on time, there would be no third outcome waiting for him.

Death, or degeneration into the weird.

Before he could finish his words, he heard the voice of the foreign aid.

Zhao Xiyue held the microphone and said, "If there are no more than 20 weird people around you, report your location and we will come to pick you up.

If there are more than twenty, there will be a different price. Remember to ask your captain for more money later.

Of course, if there are more than thirty, you should make your last wishes as soon as possible."

Xiao Huan gave an address with difficulty, then lay on the floor, losing consciousness.

Zhao Xiyue turned on the navigation in the car and drove directly there.

In the car, Gao Juan felt a little uneasy.

She knew Xiaohuan, so she knew how dangerous the situation was over there.

I wanted to persuade him, but I couldn't just watch my teammates die.

Zhao Xiyue glanced at her bulging sleeves and smiled faintly, "Weird, no emotions, no loyalty, no family affection.

But they are all greedy without exception.”

Here, money can solve all problems.

If not, just add money.