Mu Ziya hummed. The crap tattoo moved and she began to draw something in the air. It was a spell. The golden lettering moved, entering the man's body.
"How much did the director pay you for this?" She asked.
"100,000 dollars and I would get a 20,000 bonus if it succeeds."
Wang Chen widened his eyes unable to hide the shock within them. He waved his hand frantically explaining, "It was 100,000 dollars and I would get a 20,000 bonus if it succeeds."
He froze and this time he reduced his voice, It was 100,000 dollars and I would get a 20,000 bonus if it succeeded." He said again.
For Wang Chao to participate in this time of ghost scam, means that he did not believe in ghosts and spirits and now he could not control even his own lips. He looked up at them with a little fear in his eyes.
