Chapter 281 How to Mass Produce Demon Spirits

"Is that tied girl the so-called 'doll', the so-called fresh product?"

Qin Feng saw this.

His brows could not help but frown.

The service room in front of the second floor of Yaoling Nightclub.

He checked it with his "spiritual tentacles."

Although the "communication" between the guests and technicians inside was a bit harsh, it was obvious that they were enjoying each other, and some of the guests were even the ones being whipped.

so.

He didn't care much.

He could also tell that those nightclub technicians and waiters were not transformed by a certain Burning Sun demon spirit.

But normal human beings.

"The waiter just said that the 'doll' must be broken."

"This is the obligation of guests who enjoy high-level services."

“There was even a signed agreement.”

"Why is this happening?"

"Could it be that……"

An idea flashed in Qin Feng's mind.

Something came to mind.

Whether it is the Moon Demon Spirit or the Burning Sun Demon Spirit.

For a "demon spirit", a strange existence with a distorted spiritual body, to be born, it not only requires a beautiful woman, but also the woman must be filled with extreme resentment and resentment.

But how many beautiful and extremely resentful women are there in this world who are so full of money?

It is simply not enough to mass-produce demon spirits.

This way.

There is only one way.

That is……

Human intervention.

Artificially created extreme pain, extreme resentment, and extreme misery!

There are no evil spirits.

Then create evil spirits and evil ghosts!

"so."

"This so-called high-end service is to specifically select some mentally cruel and perverted people from the city and let them torture innocent women who are caught in nightclubs?"

"Trick them completely."

"You even have to use occult methods to make them even more miserable and terrifying? So terrifying that even a mentally ill person might feel frightened?"

"Grass……"

Qin Feng is not a good guy.

But realize it.

Still couldn't help but feel anger rising inside.

Uptowners in a dog's day.

They are really pure beasts.

And where do those beautiful women caught in nightclubs come from? Who are they?

No need to think.

Definitely a downtown person.

Or they are lower-class upper-city elites who were born in the lower city and moved to the upper city based on their strength and talent, but were discriminated against by the locals in the upper city, just like Xia Qingchuan in the past.

"I'm so envious."

"I really wish the person who just went in to enjoy the service was me."

Hidden aside, Mr. Xiaolin, whose fat figure looked extremely obscene, was full of envy.

He caught a glimpse.

I also saw the tied girl in the room.

Thinking back on the enjoyment I had.

He couldn't help but show cruelty and perversion on his face.

Qin Feng looked at this person.

His eyes narrowed.

Suddenly.

He had a sneer on his face.

Controlling the "spiritual tentacles", he penetrated into the person's cochlea, accompanied by waves of spiritual thoughts.

Suddenly.

This is in Mr. Xiaolin’s ears.

There were echoes of illusory and mysterious whispers:

"Sneak into the room where the 'doll' is."

"The illegal evidence that harms the Goddess Cult is right there."

"Complete the task and give you a reward so that you can enjoy high-level services again."

Um?

Xiaolin always hears this whisper.

Suddenly he was startled.

His subconscious told him.

this……

It’s the voice of “that adult”!

He didn't have the slightest doubt about this idea that came from his subconscious and was almost instinctive.

"Yes, sir, I will definitely complete the mission!"

Xiaolin was always very excited.

Without any hesitation.

He approached the room where he had just been.

Repeat the old tricks.

Using the cracking power of the flesh and blood technology chip in the brain, he easily cracked the door's seal, causing the huge woman's lips that were constantly squirming to slowly open again.

"Tsk!"

The same tentacles extend from the woman's mouth and wrap around her arms, legs, feet, and entire body.

The uptown company dog ​​suddenly showed an expression of enjoyment.

And Qin Feng's "spiritual tentacles" moved.

One step earlier.

Wander into the room.

The whole room is quite spacious.

Under the dark red halo, there is a strange incense lingering.

The big woman's mouth, or in other words, the sound of this "door" opening, did not disturb the uptown male guest in the room.

In Qin Feng's "spiritual tentacles" vision.

Just meet the male customer from the city.

Currently sitting on a water bed in the room.

bedside.

There are medicine bottles.

He seemed to have taken some drugs, and he was in a psychedelic state. He had a lewd and evil smile on his face, and his eyes were staring closely at the tied up girl in ragged clothes.

On the wall next to the water bed.

It was a shelf filled with various instruments of torture.

"Keng!"

The male guest from the city took down a steel whip from the wall that was covered with thorns and still stained with some pieces of meat and hair.

He said with a drunken smile:

"Hey, my 'doll', I'm going to enjoy you now..."

In a psychedelic state.

The man didn't notice the open door at all.

Xiaolin, who broke into the room, was still a little worried that he would be discovered.

As soon as I saw this scene.

His eyes lit up immediately:

"Tsk tsk, this guy is intoxicated, this is my chance."

He didn't hesitate at all.

He took a big step.

He came directly to the water bed, took a thick mace from the shelf on the wall, and smashed it on the head of the male guest from Shangcheng with a "bang".

"Bang!"

The man fell to the ground.

He didn't get up for a while.

"Looking for illegal evidence that harms the Goddess Cult, this 'doll' is for you to enjoy."

Qin Feng's whisper.

It sounded in Xiaolin's ears again.

When this Shangcheng company dog ​​saw the tied girl, especially the girl's bare feet without shoes, his eyes turned red, and he couldn't help but touch the bloody saw on the wall.

He had the urge to cut off this jade foot and play with it.

But Qin Feng's voice.

He controlled his perverted impulse a little.

"Yes."

He responded to the air.

This Shangcheng company dog ​​began to search for the so-called "illegal evidence".

And Qin Feng.

He was controlling his "spiritual tentacles".

Little by little.

Extending to the male guest from Shangcheng who was knocked unconscious on the ground, entering his dreamland...

...

Five minutes later.

The male guest from Shangcheng who fainted on the ground was stimulated by a strong spiritual breath in his mind and woke up from his sleep.

There was still some confusion in his eyes.

But soon.

He seemed to remember something:

"By the way, I came to this nightclub in the lower city to play with 'dolls'. I booked the high-end service on the second floor."

"And the 'dolls' I like are the kind of men with fat bodies, wretched shapes, and big bellies."

"Yes, this is the type I like..."

Thinking of this.

The male guest from Shangcheng heard some movement.

He raised his head.

In his field of vision, a figure appeared.

The figure of a man with a fat body, wretched shape, and big bellies.

The corner of his mouth.

An evil, sick smile suddenly appeared on his face.