My Wife, The Ice Queen President-Chapter 394 - : Episode 0393 Collective Hypnosis (Third Update)_1

Chapter 394: Episode 0393 Collective Hypnosis (Third Update)_1

Xiao Fangfang hurried back to the fortune teller wearing the King Yama Mask, exclaiming anxiously, “Friend, there’s a big problem with this party. There’s something very wrong with this wine event.”

“I know,” Ye Xiong replied calmly.

“You know, and you’re not doing anything about it?”

“Stay calm.”

“How can I stay calm at a time like this,” Xiao Fangfang said, her anxiety making her pace in circles.

Ye Xiong didn’t speak, his gaze fixed on the stage.

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Seeing him so composed, Xiao Fangfang inexplicably felt her own heart settle down a bit.

Something about this man seemed to reassure her, giving her a sense of security.

Xiao Fangfang’s eyes followed to the stage, where a mysterious figure wearing the God Mask appeared.

After the appearance of the man with the God Mask, the original orange lights in the hall all went out, replaced by a dim red light, like the ones on a hotel bedside, full of a sleepy ambiance.

“The first step of hypnosis, sight,” Ye Xiong muttered under his breath.

At the same time, a gentle piece of music began to play, quieter than even a lullaby, making one more and more reflective the longer they listened.

“The second step of hypnosis, hearing.”

In the air, a particular fragrance became markedly stronger, and Ye Xiong noticed an air-conditioner at the edge of the stage, blowing out fragrant breezes.

“The third step of hypnosis, smell.”

Following the lighting and music, combined with the sleeping incense in the air, Ye Xiong felt the onset of drowsiness, his body gradually losing control.

He turned to look at Xiao Fangfang, only to see her staring foolishly at the light overhead, her face flushed, trembling slightly, whether from nervousness or something else.

Ye Xiong pulled out a Silver Needle and pierced the acupoints controlling the eyes, ears, and nose, quickly freeing himself from the bewildering trance.

He looked around and saw that everyone around him had succumbed.

Even Xiao Fangfang had become like a puppet.

At that moment, the person on the stage wearing the God Mask began to speak.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the charity event organized by God. Everything you do is in accord with God’s wishes… Now, those whose names are called, please come up to the stage and make your donations to God. Let’s welcome the first philanthropist, Mr. Zhao Guokun.”

The first guest mechanically walked onto the stage.

“How much liquid funds do you have in your bank?” asked the mysterious person.

“Seven million.”

“Very good, sir, please tell us your bank account number and password.”

Under the guide of the mysterious person, the man began to recite his account details and password, and a transaction was made online. Quickly, the hypnotized person had transferred seven million.

Seeing this, Ye Xiong finally understood.

These people had brought everyone together for a banquet with the goal of hypnotizing the group and tricking them out of their money.

The people here were all very wealthy, almost all millionaires or more. If their money were all taken, it would amount to a loss of at least several billion.

This way of accumulating wealth was insane, far more ruthless than robbing a bank.

Ye Xiong’s gaze surreptitiously swept across the crowd, realizing that all were under hypnosis. It was very likely they were trapped in a deep subconscious state of hypnosis, similar to his own previous experience with Little Kassoff.

The dozen or so guards around were all clearly conscious, seemingly using special methods to prevent hypnosis.

“The next one, Mr. Wu Dezhi…”

As the mysterious person called out names, those mentioned would walk to the stage like puppets, led by staff to transfer all their wealth away.

Ye Xiong furrowed his brows, sinking into deep thought.

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Apart from the mysterious person on stage and Brook beside him, there were over a dozen armed guards around the hall.

Killing these people wouldn’t be difficult, but to do it silently and without trace was immensely challenging.

What he feared most was that, in the chaos to come, many people in the hall would end up dead or injured.

At this moment, the identity of the person on stage seemed on the verge of revelation.

He had the blond hair of a foreigner and was more adept at hypnosis even than Little Gassov, who else but Ghost’s third disciple, Kassoff, could have such a heaven-defying ability to hypnotize over two hundred people at once?

Kassoff had once single-handedly rescued Long Lan from the heavily guarded Heavenly Prison, his strength was certainly extraordinary.

If Long Lan and Mr. M were also present, Ye Xiong had no confidence in defeating them.

It appeared he needed to find the best moment to take action.

Just then, Ye Xiong noticed Brook descending from the stage, walking towards Xiao Fangfang.

This guy, still a slave to his lust!

Brook came up to Xiao Fangfang, circled around her, and with a leer on his face while looking at her vacant eyes, he said, “There’s not a single woman I, Brook, want and can’t have. You’re no exception.”

He clasped one hand around Xiao Fangfang’s neck and walked toward a room on the side.

Wary of spooking the quarry, Ye Xiong could only follow Brook quietly.

Brook led Xiao Fangfang into a room, didn’t even bother to close the door, and pushed her onto the bed.

“Brook, let’s compete like last time, see who can last the longest?”

In the room were two beds, and on the other, a robust man had also captured a woman and thrown her on the bed, preparing to violate her.

“Chen Hu, we don’t have much time. This time, let’s see who can make a woman moan the fastest,” Brook said with a lewd laugh.

“That’s a good idea.”

Chen Hu removed the mask from the woman on the bed, revealing an extraordinarily beautiful face.

Although he had already known the identity of the woman, Chen Hu still couldn’t help but gasp and become fixated on her face.

“Asian pop princess Zhang Liyan!”

Seeing the woman’s true face, Brook was so shocked he was speechless.

He never imagined that it would be her whom Chen Hu had captured.

When it came to Asian pop princess Zhang Liyan, almost everyone with the slightest interest in the entertainment industry knew her. She was considered the promising newcomer revered as the ‘Jade Girl Sect Leader’, not only a good singer but also excelling in movies. She had risen incredibly fast in just a short span of two years. Druke never expected her to appear in this place.

“Brook, she’s mine, don’t you dare snatch her away,” Chen Hu said hurriedly, fearing Brook might fight him for the woman. “After I’ve had my fun, you can do whatever you want, of course, assuming you don’t mind my fluids inside her, disgust aside.”

“What’s so great about the pop princess, she’s been slept with by who knows how many directors and film company bosses, nowhere near as pure as my woman,” said Brook, then after he finished speaking, he removed Xiao Fangfang’s mask to reveal a face that was in no way inferior to Zhang Liyan’s.

Chen Hu, seeing Xiao Fangfang’s face, was immediately captivated.

Compared to Zhang Liyan, Xiao Fangfang’s figure was much more voluptuous and sexy, possessing a unique charm.

“Brook, let’s swap later and have a turn,” swallowed Chen Hu as he spoke.

“Fine, but hurry up, otherwise the Boss is going to blow a fuse.”