The attack came quickly, and the most terrible thing was that no one present knew the source of this terrible attack.

Although the ghost controllers in the circle of friends reacted quickly and immediately used their ghost abilities to resist, this supernatural attack was too inexplicable and could not be resisted by these ghost controllers who only controlled one ghost.

In an instant, the ghost masters in the circle of friends were dying. It was like a relay race. As soon as the previous person fell, the eyes of the next person became gray.

In less than five seconds, there were basically no living people in the conference room.

Now there are only Fang Shiming and a ghost master named Wu Yun left.

"Staring, are you targeting me?"

Suddenly, Wu Yun looked horrified and his whole body was trembling.

An invisible, intangible, but actually existing cold air had come to his side at this moment and was eroding his life.

Unlike other minions who were killed directly, Wu Yun did not die immediately because blood was constantly seeping out from the surface of his body. Some strange force blocked the attack for him, and the blood flowing out outlined his body.

There are some lines missing, and it looks like some kind of handwriting, but the strokes are scattered horizontally and vertically, just like scribbling. There are always some key strokes missing, so it is impossible to tell what information is written in this handwriting.

This is a terrible curse. The curse is corroding Wu Yun, but it is also protecting him from other supernatural invasions.

However, such a fragile curse could not last long under Li Leping's attack.

Less than two seconds passed.

"No, don't!"

Wu Yun's spirit collapsed because he found that the blood on the surface of his body seemed to be suppressed by something. The irregular strokes were quickly dissipating and retreated back into his body within a few seconds of coming out.

It seems that even this weird blood word is afraid of the mysterious supernatural invasion.

The next moment, a cold and penetrating chill hit, making Wu Yun's entire face turn gray, his whole body exuded a rotten smell, and his eyes full of fear and despair quickly dimmed.

His life has been taken away, and the completeness and degree of recovery of the man-seeking ghost undoubtedly crushed the ghost in Wu Yun.

now.

Except for Fang Shiming, everyone present in the circle of friends, whether they are ghost masters or ordinary people, have been killed.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Seeing the tragic situation happening around him, seeing Wu Yun who died suddenly like this, and the other dead members of his circle of friends, Fang Shiming, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, was shocked and angry.

Although these people are cannon fodder in his plan, the cannon fodder must also play a certain role in consumption. At least they should not be like now, dying without knowing how they died.

At this moment, Fang Shiming even suspected that Yang Jian was not dead and was launching revenge.

But when I think about it carefully, it doesn’t make sense.

Even if Yang Jian hadn't died from the ghost scissors, he wouldn't have been able to launch a counterattack now. He didn't have the ability.

Moreover, the extremely weird supernatural attack in front of him now does not seem to be in line with Yang Jian's methods.

Fang Shiming looked at Liu San with a stern expression.

"Let me make it clear first, it is none of my business."

Liu San ignored Fang Shiming's murderous eyes and helped a ghost controller collect the corpse.

The corpse twitched slightly, as if it was about to be resurrected by a ghost, but it fell silent in Liu San's hands, suppressed by the supernatural power of the paper man.

At this moment, Fang Shiming's eyes widened with anger and he stared at Liu San, the only one standing on the field.

No matter who did it, he decided to kill Liu San first, or at least force the mysterious person who did it out.

If he continues to sit like this, without complete information, he will definitely die.

If he was really killed without any resistance, then Fang Shiming would probably become a joke to the entire supernatural circle after his death, and be consumed by people until he died.

When killing a pig, the pig knows how to struggle, let alone the boss of Tangtang Friendship Circle. How can it be killed in such a muddle-headed manner?

But just when he was about to attack Liu San.

Suddenly.

A cold chill hit him, making Fang Shiming's scalp feel numb.

"Um?"

Li Leping, who was wearing a burnt straw hat and had already walked up to Fang Shiming, let out a surprised sound.

The man-hunting ghost's attack seemed to have no effect on Fang Shiming in front of him. This guy seemed to have some special means to block the man-hunting ghost's attack. It seemed that nothing happened at all.

"Is it that ghost? The third ghost controlled by Fang Shiming?"

Li Leping did not stop, and the ghost looking for someone was still attacking Fang Shiming.

He did not believe that Fang Shiming could remain unharmed under the attacks of the man-hunting ghosts.

"It turns out to be here."

However, Fang Shiming seemed to notice something. He turned his head suddenly and looked to his side. Although there was no one there, there was nothing except the empty floor.

However, he could sense that the direction from which this cold aura was coming was right here.

Use yourself as bait to fish out the location of the person who launched the attack.

It has to be said that Fang Shiming is one of the older batch of ghost controllers. In terms of experience, courage, and ability to control ghosts, he is one of the most outstanding beings.

After all, it is impossible for people who have no real skills in the supernatural circle these days to survive until now.

"Oh? Did you find me?"

There was no surprise. If Fang Shiming could be killed so easily by him, then Li Leping would be a little scornful of him.

However, he did not give Fang Shiming any room to continue to launch a counterattack.

The next second.

Thick black smoke began to rise and spread in all directions, covering the entire conference room in an instant.

At this moment, the flickering light on the ceiling was completely extinguished, and the surrounding area fell into darkness, which was consistent with the murderous pattern of a vicious ghost starting to act.

The sleepwalker has awakened.

"Uh-huh——!"

You will die if you find him, you will die if you sleepwalk. The two terrible death curses are superimposed on each other. Fang Shiming's throat trembled, his eyes were full of anger, and he let out an unwilling roar.

The weird and mysterious body tried to resist, but to no avail.

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The balance was instantly broken.

He thought he had found the location of the mysterious attacker and could launch a counterattack to kill him.

But he never thought that the person who launched the attack actually had another terrifying death curse in his hands.

Along the way, he encountered many terrible dangers, but he had never felt so unwilling.

It was as if what he was facing was not a ghost master, but a truly unsolvable ghost, a ghost that no one could fight against.

The unwilling roar sounded for a moment, and then, Fang Shiming tilted his head and fell down from the chair. His eyes were wide open, his breath was gone, and his whole body exuded the smell of decay. The ferocious look on his face seemed to tell him that he could not accept dying like this.

ending.

Fang Shiming is dead.

If there is a way to temporarily resist the law of death, but when the more dangerous sleepwalking ghost wakes up, the outcome is already doomed.

Not many ghost masters can block this level of attack. Maybe Ye Zhen can withstand a few rounds, but the problem is that if he really fights with Ye Zhen, Li Leping will definitely target the scapegoat first, or in other words, Ye Zhen.

Real consciousness.

"it's over?"

Liu San's expression also changed at this time, looking a little stunned.

One of his hands has been placed on top of the other. If Fang Shiming dares to attack him, he will not hesitate to tear open his hand made of countless yellow paper and hide it in the paper man

Part of the old corpse underneath was released to kill Fang Shiming and give Fang Shiming a small shock to the Republic of China.

But unexpectedly, Fang Shiming died like this before he could launch a counterattack.

"Did Li Leping use all his strength? Fang Shiming couldn't even block this attack?"

At this moment, Liu San was a little wary, but then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, the man surnamed Li is on our side. It would be too miserable to be his enemy. Maybe he won't even know how he died or by whose hands he died before he died."

Looking at Fang Shiming's body lying next to the seat, and then at the full body bag in his hand, Liu San secretly rejoiced.

Although it is a bit hard to believe that Fang Shiming died so easily, facts speak louder than words. You can't say that Fang Shiming lying on the floor is fake, right?

Or could it be said that the person who died was actually Fang Shiming’s younger brother, Fang Shian?

"Be careful, there is something wrong with this Fang Shiming."

At this time, the frowning Li Leping took off the burnt straw hat on his head and reminded Liu San.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Liu San was already used to the sudden appearance of this strange man, and now he focused his attention on Fang Shiming's body, feeling a little confused.
To be continued...