Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 535 - 358. Mr. X, the stage has already been set up.

Chapter 535: 358. Mr. X, the stage has already been set up.

On the surface, Red Shark Company appears to be a logistics enterprise, with a sizeable parking lot housing dozens of heavy-duty trucks.

However, anyone with some awareness knows that this company is undoubtedly engaged in illegal activities behind the scenes.

The place is filled with Old Hei, each sporting a fierce look, and any pedestrian who gets too close is loudly reprimanded.

In the dead of night, numerous trucks constantly enter and exit Red Shark Company, and sometimes, one can faintly hear sobbing.

The atmosphere at Red Shark Company is tense now; the number of Old Hei patrolling the entrance has increased from three to six.

Their right hands are constantly hovering over their waists, clearly ready to draw their guns at any moment.

"Hoo!"

Royce exhaled a breath, cursing, "This damn weather is so f*cking cold!"

The short and stout Old Hei beside him shrugged: "Is there any day that’s not cold now? On Canglan Star, there’s no spring, summer, or autumn, only winter."

Royce complained again: "I just don’t get it, why do we have to stroll at the entrance instead of staying in the room next to the door?"

The short and stout Old Hei seemed well-informed: "That incident happened yesterday; the boss wants to enhance security. Think about it: if we’re all sitting inside the room, how would the boss know that security has been strengthened?"

The implication was clear — patrolling at the entrance was just for show.

Royce muttered "Sh*t."

As the stout Old Hei glanced back at the apartment building, he felt a bit scared.

Because the incident was too bizarre.

An Old Hei responsible for "procurement" was resting in the company dormitory when he inexplicably slit his throat with a dagger, leaving the entire room splattered with blood.

No one understood why the guy committed suicide.

From any perspective, he had no reason to do it.

The first staff member to check stepped on a pool of blood upon entering, slipping and falling directly to the ground.

His head struck heavily on a chair, with his temple colliding with a corner, rendering him unconscious instantly, and he’s still hospitalized.

According to the doctor, there’s internal bleeding in his brain, and he might never wake up.

Everyone felt as if some evil force had cursed the apartment.

Since yesterday, half of the residents have moved out.

After a while.

Royce greeted his companion: "I’m going to take a piss."

The short and stout Old Hei sneered: "You’ve been to the toilet three times this morning."

Royce shrugged indifferently: "My prostate isn’t good."

He waved to his companion and strode towards the foul-smelling toilet nearby.

The short and stout Old Hei raised a middle finger at his back: "Fxxk U!"

He’d only walked ten meters.

Suddenly, Royce heard a gust behind him.

"Hoo～"

The sound was strange, unlike the usual cold winds blowing past the entrance.

For some reason, Royce felt a chill down his spine, as if something terrible was happening.

The stout Old Hei instinctively stopped and looked back at the entrance.

With just one glance, he was scared out of his wits.

Five companions suddenly burst apart, turning into piles of flesh on the ground, the scene extremely bloody and terrifying.

"Ah～"

Royce screamed louder than ever and turned to sprint towards the toilet, hoping to hide inside.

There was clearly something extremely frightening at the entrance, so he dared not go there; the nearest toilet was the best option.

He had only run a couple of steps when he caught sight of a shadow appearing ahead, surrounded by thin threads resembling spider silk.

He could see the strands because they shimmered a little under the sunlight.

Royce’s hair stood on end, his intuition telling him the shadow ahead was extremely dangerous.

He hurriedly made a sharp stop, intending to turn and rush out the entrance.

At this moment.

The shadow moved slightly.

Countless threads swept towards Royce.

The stout Old Hei felt unimaginable pain all over and knew nothing more.

He turned into a pile of shredded meat.

The killer was none other than Despair Bane.

It sensed a trace of Zhang Hehua’s presence and had rushed out of the residence to slice the Old Hei with its hair.

The creature stood still for a moment, then suddenly turned its gaze towards the five-story apartment nearby.

It sensed that the trace had vanished.

"Urgh～"

Desperate Water Demon roared in anger, its hair swinging with increased frequency.

It felt deceived and was extremely furious about it.

The creature fixed its gaze on the cursed apartment and swung its arms forcefully.

Its highly lethal hair suddenly emerged from invisibility, drifting towards the apartment.

An astonishing sight unfolded.

The Desperate Water Demon’s hair instantly extended by a hundredfold, swiftly piercing the corners of the apartment.

"Oooh~"

Due to its extreme speed, the hair strands rubbed against the air, emitting a sharp and piercing wail.

The strands covered over a hundred meters in an instant, penetrating the apartment’s walls and glass.

The Desperate Water Demon lowered its right hand, and the strands retracted from within the apartment.