Chapter 37, Attitude
The door opposite Yunming opened.

The two yellow-haired punks said impatiently.

"Why are you checking the water meter? Don't you know I'm playing games?"

The two gangsters were extremely arrogant.

But it was obvious that the men in suits were more arrogant. The leader pushed the gangsters away and entered their room, starting to search without saying a word.

"What the hell, what are you doing?"

The two hooligans had never seen this kind of guy before, so they came up and prepared to attack him.

Then a cold pistol was pressed against their heads.

One of the men in suits even took out a special dagger.

"Shut up!"

The two gangsters immediately became scared.

"Brother, brother, we are following Brother Long..."

"Just shut up."

The two gangsters had never seen such a ruthless person before. They could only hide in the corner of the room and tremble.

After a while, the men in suits came out of the room where the gangster was.

"Next!"

The big man in the suit waved his hand and brought a group of younger brothers to the door of Yun Ming's room.

Yunming sighed.

"Why do some people never value their own lives?"

Just as the man in the suit was about to knock on the door, Yun Ming opened it.

In an instant, a smell of blood hit me in the face.

"Isn't it good to be alive?"

Crunch, crunch.

The light bulbs in the corridor kept flickering.

Some kind of supernatural force is affecting the surroundings.

The leader in a suit immediately pulled out his pistol.

Yun Ming's eyes were filled with coldness.

"You are a ghost rider, and that guy is also here with you."

The boss in suits shouted coldly.

The younger brother next to him spoke arrogantly.

"Boss, why are you wasting time talking to them? They are just a bunch of short-lived ghosts. We can't kill ghosts, but can we kill them?"

To the men in suits, Ghost Riders are dangerous, but also valuable.

If they were caught and sold on the underground black market, the starting price would be 100 million.

What gave them the courage to deal with the ghost riders was the specially made golden weapons in their hands.

These weapons are enough for them to easily kill many ordinary ghost riders.

The boss in the suit stared at Yun Ming with a cold light in his eyes.

He was wondering whether their team could deal with two ghost riders at the same time.

"To be honest, I'm very curious. Don't you know the price of attacking a ghost rider? And if you kill the ghost rider, the evil ghost will escape. If it's not captured in time, it will cause a horrific supernatural event, and many people will die."

Yun Ming's voice was extremely calm, but it was telling a fact.

If Yun Ming didn't stay here tonight, Zhang Yongheng, whose spirit had been revived, would go on a killing spree.

It would be great if half of the people in the entire hotel could survive.

"Hahaha!!!"

The big man in the suit seemed to have heard some funny joke.

"That has nothing to do with me. Even if it causes a supernatural incident, the one who should be worried is the person in charge of this city."

"Are you trying to piss me off?"

Yun Ming looked at the boss in a suit with a nasty smile on his face and spoke without any emotion.

"So what? After all, you are just a bunch of short-lived ghosts. Even if I can't defeat you, I can find a place to hide for two years. By then, I will still be alive and well, and you... hehehe."

The boss in the suit was extremely arrogant, and he had obviously done a lot of such things. Yun Ming frowned slightly and thought, there are indeed some ordinary people in the mysterious resurrection world who can defeat the ghost riders with special golden weapons.

But these specially made golden weapons are extremely expensive.

Those who can afford it are either rich or powerful.

Even if there are, it’s troublesome just thinking about it.

"From the looks of you, you want to eat me too?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in Yunming's tone.

The boss in the suit grinned, and his eyes revealed madness, the madness of a gambler.

Win, the club’s young model.

Lose, hell to work.

There are many kinds of ghost riders. Some of the ghost riders can control evil spirits that can do very little harm to humans, and these ghost riders only need a small pistol to deal with them.

The boss in suits bet that Yun Ming was just such a weak ghost rider that they could deal with.

"Two ghosts, the starting price is 200 million, what do you think?"

Yunming sighed.

Two hundred million is a lot, enough for an ordinary person to live a crazy and carefree life.

"Then aren't you afraid that I'm a very powerful ghost rider?"

Yun Ming unconsciously smiled.

"How strong can you be? You are just a bunch of short-lived ghosts. Every time you use the power of evil spirits, your life span will be shortened. Besides, do you think we are the only ones with these few people?"

The boss in the suit was very confident. It seemed that he had done a lot of hunting and killing ghost riders, and all of them seemed to be successful.

More importantly, he seems to have a background.

Yun Ming narrowed his eyes, then thought of something and a very strange smile appeared on his face.

Combined with the continuously decreasing temperature around, this smile was extremely terrifying.

"I almost forgot. This is only the initial stage of the plot. Controlling one ghost is already very powerful, and controlling two ghosts is even rarer. As for the ghosts with extremely high terror levels that can give birth to ghost realms, you probably haven't seen them, and you probably don't know about the crash."

Yunming understood.

These guys are just like newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. They think that ghost riders are just people with some special abilities.

It can be easily defeated using special weapons.

In fact, they have no idea that there are even more terrifying existences.

The information is simply not equal.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

The boss in the suit had a puzzled look on his face, but his hands had been placed on his waist at some point.

Use words to divert attention, then launch a sneak attack.

This is their usual trick. Although it is just some small and insignificant moves, it can sometimes really work wonders.

Yun Ming looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. How cunning can a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy be? It is easy to deal with him.

They have no idea that there are such creatures as time travelers in this world.

The time travelers are older than they look.

The next moment, the pistol hidden by the clothes fired two special bullets.

These bullets are mixed with gold, which cannot be affected by supernatural powers.

These specially made golden bullets can be said to be the nemesis of most weak ghost riders.

However, the next second, the bullets were suspended in front of Yun Ming.

One hit the head and one hit the chest.

Very professional shooting angle.

The corners of Yunming's mouth cracked slightly.

"Using gold against me is ridiculous."

Yun Ming possesses the Golden-Gold Fruit, which allows him to control gold. After professional training and development, he can control any gold he can see or sense.

What's more, everyone is now in his ghost domain.

(End of this chapter)