Pingyang City.

Cuijiang Hotel.

"Strange, the ghost domain has clearly enveloped the entire hotel, why is the mobile phone signal not affected by supernatural power?"

In the corridor of the hotel.

Zhang Han ran up the stairs quickly, took out his cell phone from his pocket and found that the cell phone signal was not disturbed by supernatural powers.

Zhang Han was very fast and climbed from the sixth floor of the hotel to the seventh floor in almost the blink of an eye.

After arriving at the seventh floor, Zhang Han did not continue to run upstairs, but pushed open the door of the seventh floor of the hotel and walked into the aisle on the seventh floor.

While walking, Zhang Han opened his mobile phone address book to find the contact person. When he found a contact person with the notes "Wang Chaling", Zhang Han pressed the dial button.

“Dududu…”

"Sorry, no one answered the call you made..."

"Grass!" Zhang Han cursed inwardly: "The king's surname is indeed unreliable, and he always loses his links at critical moments."

Zhang Han was trembling slightly, not sure if it was because he was too scared or because his boss was so unreliable.

Zhang Han is not from Pingyang City, but from Dadong City. This time he came to Pingyang because of a task. The cooperation with Liao Fan was a pure coincidence, but he didn't expect that he would fall into a dilemma now.

Unlike small cities like Pingyang City, Dadong City is a large city with a very long history. "Wang Chaling" is the person in charge of the ghost controler in Dadong City.

Zhang Han is a subordinate of Wang Chaling, but he is not affiliated with the Ghost Controller Headquarters, but another Ghost Controller organization in Dadong City.

A very powerful ghost-controlling organization.

"The only one who can quickly support me now is Wang Chaling, except for Wang Chaling."

A deep fear flashed through Zhang Han's blood-covered eyes, and he was obviously extremely afraid of the "her" he said.

Zhang Han turned the contact person in the address book to the end, which was a contact person with a strange note.

There are only three words for the remarks.

Paper cutter!

There is only one contact number, and nothing else.

The contact person has been found, and you can dial the phone with just a slight click on Zhang Han's finger.

But at this moment, Zhang Han's face was full of struggle and hesitation. He was afraid and resisting. He knew too well what it meant to call out.

"I will definitely not be able to get out of this ghost realm by myself. I can feel the terror of the evil ghost downstairs. It is only a matter of time before I can continue to die."

Zhang Han gritted his teeth, and pressed the dial button.

“Dududu…”

Didn’t Zhang Han wait too long? The phone was broadcast for about ten seconds? The phone was connected.

"Hello?"

A woman's voice came from the phone. The sound was very nice? Very sweet.

But when he heard this sound? Zhang Han's body trembled unconsciously.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Han said, "Hey? Miss Yue, did I encounter a supernatural incident here? What do you need to pay for help?"

After the woman on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds?                                                       �

As for the price, the woman didn't say it, but she knew that since the other party knew her mobile phone number, she must have a certain understanding of her.

"Okay? I agree to your conditions." Zhang Han said quickly, because he had heard a sound of footsteps going upstairs.

The footsteps were not like living people, very dull, but Zhang Han felt a cold breath spreading from the corridor.

"address?"

"Pingyang City, 7th floor of Cuijiang Hotel? Room 715."

"Then you are so lucky. I'm in Pingyang? But you have to make sure you won't die within one minute. It's not difficult to protect yourself as a ghost controler for a minute."

The call ends here.

Just as the phone was hung up? Zhang Han arrived at the door of Room No. 715, took out the room card and swiped it? The door was opened.

Room No. 715 is Zhang Han’s own room? Room No. 309 downstairs is Liao Fan’s room? The two of them did not check in the hotel at the same time.

The cooperation aimed at the person in charge of Pingyang City is also a temporary idea.

"Is the ghost about to reach the 7th floor? Why is it so fast? Are all the people downstairs dead? Or is the evil ghost targeting me?"

After entering the guest room, Zhang Han recalled that when he just went upstairs, the entire hotel seemed to have quieted down, and there seemed to be no one on other floors.

"What's the situation? No matter that much, I just need to hold on for a minute and wait until the support arrives."

As a ghost-controlling man, Zhang Han still has confidence that he can last for a minute.

Shaking his head, Zhang Han threw out all the other thoughts in his mind and quietly waited for the arrival of "Miss Yue".

Step, step!

Huangquan's footsteps were a little dull, and the distance taken by each step was the same as the previous step.

"Have you called for support? It seems that it is called 'Miss Yue'. Can you arrive in one minute?"

Huang Quan whispered to himself: "Since that's the case, then you don't seem to have much value to use."

At the entrance of the stairway passage on the seventh floor, Huang Quan's figure stopped on the last step of the stairway.

At this time, Huang Quan looked very normal overall, with a handsome face and a slightly loose casual clothes and casual pants.

If you have to say that what is different from ordinary people is that pale skin and an old hatchet in your right hand.

tread!

Huang Quan took a step and stepped on his feet in a position on the seventh floor walkway.

That was where Zhang Han walked before, and there were some traces of Zhang Han passing by, such as...footprints!

Huang Quan stepped on the footprints left by Zhang Han with his own feet.

The curse of the hatchet was triggered.

The next moment.

The scene in front of Huangquan is no longer the empty walkway on the seventh floor of the hotel, but the scene of a guest room.

Zhang Han stood in the guest room, staring at the door with a vigilant look on his face, as if he was afraid that the door would be opened suddenly, but he seemed to have a little hope that the door would be opened.

"In this world where evil spirits are rampant, when attacked by some evil spirits, death is silent but irresistible."

"For example... can you resist my sword? What are you going to block it!"

Huang Quan lifted the hatchet in his hand.

But just as Huang Quan was about to cut down with a knife, he frowned and looked towards the direction outside the hotel.

A very strange "person" came into his ghost realm, and to be precise, a "thing" came into his ghost realm.

"I came quite quickly, but I couldn't change anything." Huang Quan said to himself.

As the words fell, the hatchet in his hand was raised above his head.

A wound suddenly appeared in Zhang Han's body in Room No. 715. The wound was slashed from top to bottom, directly splitting his whole body into two.

Zhang Han, die!

Even until he died, Zhang Han didn't know how he died.

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Chapter completed!