Lin Bei was a little wild for a while, but he immediately came to his senses. How could such a cunning and seductive beauty like a snake or scorpion be eaten so easily?

Lin Bei then calmly said:

"what's the matter."

"Hey, Mr. Lin doesn't need to be so cold. There is a noble person who wants to meet Mr. Lin and make a deal with you."

"What kind of deal? If you just want to find a reason to waste my time, then there is no need."

Lin Bei's curiosity was aroused and he asked tentatively.

But the other party just said with a smile:

"Don't worry, since you are a noble person, you will not waste Mr. Lin's time. I think with Mr. Lin's ability, you can definitely make a lot of money."

Lin Bei rubbed his chin. He was currently planning to improve his fortress and needed a lot of money, so he finally agreed.

"I will go there the night after tomorrow."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Lin, for your compliment. I will wait for you at the hotel."

After ending the call, Lin Bei put down his phone and prepared to continue refining the newly captured ghosts.

He sat cross-legged and slowly breathed into his Dantian.

After frequent use and recent practice, his spiritual power has naturally improved a bit.

After getting ready, Lin Bei released his spiritual thoughts and used powerful spiritual power to explore the ghosts in the small dark room.

But this time was different from before. Lin Bei's soul refining technique did not go smoothly at the beginning, and the power of his spiritual thoughts was severely blocked.

"Huh? Still want to resist me?"

Lin Bei smiled disdainfully, and immediately allocated part of his energy to get through the small black room where the ghost hands were. Immediately, a large number of ghost hands tore up the zombies, and Lin Bei clearly felt that the resistance was reduced a lot.

So he immediately increased his efforts, and the zombie let out a shrill roar, and his spirit and body began to dissolve and compress.

After using the cheat-like combination of a small black room and a ghost hand, it was only a matter of time before he could refine this shameful A-level ghost.

Lin Bei estimated that if he kept going all out like this, it would take about two or three days to complete the refining. During this period, nothing could be done.

This was not what he wanted, and he was not in a hurry to use it now anyway, so Lin Bei only allocated part of his energy and spiritual will to suppress it, slowly refining the ghost to ensure his ability to move tomorrow.

After taking care of it, Lin Bei lay comfortably on the big bed, ignored the wailing ghost, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Lin Bei got up early, his genius was bright, and he made a list for himself. He planned to build some traps for his fortress, and then purchase specialized vehicles such as trucks, armored vehicles, and helicopters.

And weapons that can hurt ghosts.

First of all, Lin Bei plans to start with traps.

But he ran into trouble at the first step. He didn't know how to create traps, and ordinary traps were meaningless. They needed the ability to kill ghosts to be useful. As for humans, there was no need to use such small means.

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Since he had no knowledge or intelligence in this area, Lin Bei decided to find someone knowledgeable first.

The first thing he thought of was Fang Kun, a fat military strategist who belonged to the Special Division, but he also thought that he was just a small team member and the military strategist was not good at concealed weapons. Maybe Xu Lang would know more?

Then he thought of Rong Fei. This man seemed to be well-informed. He had been in the gray area all year round. His family was a branch of the main magic family. Since his family was prominent, he should know many people in the Tao.

Thinking of this, Lin Bei simply drove his Porsche and set off towards Rong Fei's house.

Since Rong Fei entered his identity into the system when he came here last time, Lin Bei had an unimpeded journey. He briefly recalled the location of the bedroom, and then pushed the door open.

There was a clang, and Rong Fei, who was half asleep, rolled out of bed to the ground in fear.

He pulled the quilt with a confused look on his face, raised his face to look at Lin Bei, and then shouted:

"Damn it! Why did Brother Bei come to my house? Am I dreaming?"

"It's already eleven o'clock in the morning. If you're dreaming, it's just a daydream."

Lin Bei smiled and said that he really didn't expect Rong Fei to have the habit of sleeping in.

"Wait, wait! I'm going to wash up, my hair is still a mess!"

Rong Fei quickly ran to the bathroom.

In less than five minutes, Rong Fei appeared in front of Lin Bei in high spirits, completely opposite to the sleepy eyes and messy hair just now.

"What the hell, Brother Bei, why are you here today?"

"It's nothing special. I just wanted to ask if you know anyone who knows how to set up a trap."

As if he felt that it was not good to say this, Lin Bei added another sentence:

"I stopped by to see you. After all, you worked hard yesterday."

Rong Fei's expression suddenly changed, he looked like he had no regrets in this life, as if he was about to go to heaven in the next second.

Lin Bei suddenly wondered if he had said the wrong thing.

Lin Bei told Rong Fei his thoughts in detail. The latter thought carefully for a while and said:

"I do recognize such a person, known as Xiao Luban. He is a master of traps. He is an expert in traps."

After a pause, Rong Fei continued:

"But it has been almost ten years since I last saw him. He was already seventy years old at that time. I don't know if he is still alive now."

Mechanism master? In Lin Bei's impression, mechanism masters are all puppets.

"Then where is he now?"

"I don't know for sure, but you should be able to find information about him in the Crescent Society, because he was once one of the managers of the Crescent Society."

The management staff of the Crescent Society have some background. I need to ask about this matter tomorrow night.

"Then let's put this matter aside for now."

Lin Bei said goodbye to Rong Fei, drove his Porsche, and once again visited the commercial center of the city.

This time, no short-sighted salesman dared to look down on Lin Bei. The previous deeds of confronting the Zhang family and his son had been embellished several times and circulated in the circles of merchants in the commercial center. His face had been mentioned by everyone.

The service staff in every household are engraved in my heart.

Lin Bei thought for a moment and first found a company that specialized in selling private jets.

Jinpeng Airlines is a company that specializes in manufacturing customized private jets for wealthy individuals, ranging from small helicopters to high-end business jets.

Lin Bei was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and trousers, which cost less than two hundred yuan. But as soon as he walked into the lobby, a female salesperson greeted him with a smile.

Everyone in marketing knows that this is a rich man.

"Hello, if you want to buy an airplane, you can take a look at it in the showroom. If you want to customize the airplane, please go upstairs."

"Let's customize it. Ordinary aircraft may not meet my requirements."

"Then please come this way."

Lin Bei followed him upstairs. As soon as he opened the glass door on the second floor, an angry roar came from inside.
Chapter completed!