now.

Suburbs of Xiaohe City.

The blood stains on the ground indicated that a fight between life and death had just occurred here.

"boom!"

The haze was shrouded, and the sound of some kind of metal collision clearly echoed in the dead darkness.

The container that Li Leping worked so hard to close was opened again.

Zhou Zheng, with a black and blue dead face, was lying in the container, motionless, like a long-dead corpse, but its belly was still bulging, like a pregnant woman expecting to give birth.

Suddenly.

Its stiff body moved, and the things in its belly began to squirm.

Without gold's isolation from the supernatural, the starving ghost will revive again.

But the next moment.

In the blue and black haze, a figure raised his arm high. When the palm fell, a coffin nail appeared on the starving man's forehead again.

The blow was so hard that the coffin nail penetrated Zhou Zheng's entire head.

Then, in the silent haze, bursts of chewing sounds suddenly came out.

It sounded like someone was eating meat and chewing the bones together.

In the darkness, a humanoid silhouette picked up the starving ghost that had just been crucified, then opened its bloody mouth, biting the ghost's shoulder, and directly bit off part of the ghost.

The lower jaw began to move slightly, and it seemed a bit difficult to chew and swallow. However, it tasted delicious, and except for some black blood stains, no scraps fell out.

Wu Wu's plan has reached the final step.

He is going to succeed.

After eating the starving ghost, he will no longer be a thief who steals supernatural beings, but a genuine source of terror that grows by devouring powerful ghosts.

But just when he was busy enjoying the feast.

Suddenly.

He stopped chewing and still held a mutilated corpse in his hand.

Wu Wu seemed to sense something. He turned his head slightly, revealing a lifeless face that was also blue and black. His mouth was full of black blood, dripping to the ground, making a "tick-tick-tick" sound, which sounded extremely horrifying.

suddenly.

The blue-black haze seemed to be torn apart by an invisible sharp blade, and the sunlight passed through the gap and sprinkled a little.

And where the haze was torn apart, a grayish-white color began to seep in gradually. Although the infiltration speed was not fast, it was gradual. A wave of ripples started from the edge of the tear, all the way towards the center area, seeming to be invading this place.

This piece of ghost land belongs to Wu Wu, and he began to fight for control of this area.

The blue-black haze is gradually covered with a layer of gray-white. This gray-white is different from the darkness of ghost paintings. The color appears purer, like an old-fashioned movie, telling a memory about the past.

And when Wu Wu didn't understand what was going on.

Suddenly.

The gray-white world is approaching, and in this gray-white world, a paper man with sallow complexion appears.

He walks in a gray and white world and is the only colorful thing in this world.

"Paper Man Liu San?"

There was no expression on Wu Wuqing's black face. He just thought Liu San was coming to stop him.

This is not surprising. Xiaohe City is close to Dajing. Now that the ghost paintings seem to have been dealt with, the headquarters can allocate some energy to deal with matters in Xiaohe City.

"Just because you want to deal with me?"

Wu Wu's lifeless face suddenly smiled, an extremely weird smile.

The confidence that killing Li Leping gave him was self-evident. He didn't think Liu San was better than Li Leping.

The lifelike paper man in front of me should be easier to kill than Li Leping.

In the blink of an eye.

A paper man appeared next to Wu Wu.

Without any hesitation or communication, he directly used the borrowed ghost's supernatural power to focus on Liu San in front of him and the gray-white world he was in.

There was no need for contact, just a glance, and he could borrow Liu San's paper figures and this gray-white ghost realm just like searching for something.

"Um?"

However, what made Wu Wu extremely surprised was that as he used his ghost borrowing ability, what he borrowed was neither Liu San nor the gray-white ghost realm in front of him, but two lifelike paper figures.

Even among the two paper figures, only one has the appearance of Liu San, and the other paper figure is obviously more handsome. No matter how you look at it, it cannot be Liu San.

Wu Wu's face suddenly darkened when he looked at this paper man, which was clearly made by Liu San but had a different appearance.

He has never actually met this person, but he learned part of the information about this person when he stole the memories of senior officials in the headquarters.

This is the appearance of Shen Lin, the person in charge of Daxia City.

But for some unknown reason, the face of the person in charge of Daxia City also appeared on Liu San’s paper face.

The problem is that the two paper figures in front of me are not Liu San. To be precise, they are not Liu San who is standing in the gray-white world.

These are two paper figures that look a little unusual. Although the skin of the paper figures is still made of yellow paper, the lifelike appearance is not painted, but more like a layer of bright makeup.

This kind of makeup is not for the living, but for the dead, because only the dead who are all white will need such bright makeup to modify their appearance, so that the people who come to mourn will not feel too scary.

The strange thing is that after the two paper figures were borrowed, Liu San in front of him was still able to move around normally.

Wu Wu knew clearly that this meant that his borrowing operation had failed. He did not borrow Liu San's body, but borrowed an existence similar to a supernatural derivative, and this existence was very special, because it was impossible to borrow a ghost.

Such mistakes happen for no reason.

Something interfered with the borrowing ghost's supernatural power, causing it to misjudge the target of the borrowing.

"Who is it, the one named Shen Lin? But he shouldn't have such an ability, right?"

At this moment, in addition to confusion, Wu Wu felt even a little panicked.

It seems that more people came than he expected. The most important thing is that unlike Li Jun, headquarters captains such as Cao Yang and Jiang Shangbai, because Li Jun and Cao Yang were trained by the headquarters, the intelligence about them, the headquarters

Anyone with status will hear about it.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As for knowing the information about Jiang Shangbai, it is actually not difficult. A ghost controller who can even control the third ghost has to rely on Wang Xiaoming to dismantle the ghost shroud.

, and being in Dajing City, how many secrets can he hide?

However, Shen Lin and other ghost masters who worked their way up from the local area are different. They always have an attitude of willingness to cooperate but distrust towards the headquarters, so it is impossible for them to report information about themselves.

Didn't have time to think about it.

In the dark midair, without any warning, an old straw rope fell from the sky.

This is the ghost rope that Yang Jian has used before, but compared to the original time when he and Ye Feng were desperate to let the ghost rope go out of control, the ghost rope at this moment seems to be subject to some kind of restrictions and is forcibly restrained.

There was only one ghost rope falling from the air. After swaying for a while, it immediately swung in the direction of Wu Wu.

After a long distance, the rough rope fell in front of Wu Wu's face. Now it swung slightly and was immediately wrapped around Wu Wu's neck.

The moment it was lassoed, the noose of the ghost rope began to shrink violently, and the noose became smaller and smaller, as if it was trying to strangle Wu Wu alive, or forcefully break his neck.

"What?!"

Feeling the cold feeling on his neck, Wu Wu's empty eyes suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

His body has transformed into a ghost, an alien that cannot be killed. For such a small straw rope, he certainly does not need to worry too much. No matter how tight the ghost rope is, his face will still look like that.

Blue and black, there is no suffocating feeling of redness at all.

Originally, he had many ways to take possession of this ghost rope.

But what frightens him the most now is that as he is trapped by this ghost rope, all the ghosts in his body seem to have fallen silent at this moment, as if they have been suppressed by an extremely terrifying supernatural force, so that there is no one left.

Only ghosts can respond to his movements.

"Shabi."

Before Wu Wu could react, Liu San cursed in his mind, and then raised the sickle in his hand.

The next second, he took the sickle he took from Gu Li and slashed it across Wu Wu's torso through the air.

Swinging the sickle, the knife across his body did not touch Wu Wu himself, but the distance was close enough to trigger the killing pattern.

"thump!"

A knife passed in front of him, and in an instant, Wu Wu's body suffered horrific dismemberment.

Black blood stains were scattered all over the floor, followed by a fishy stench of someone who had been dead for a long time.

His body was instantly dismembered into four parts by this knife.

Two arms suddenly fell to the ground, and part of his head was still hanging by the ghost rope. Even the rest of his body seemed to have not reacted yet. He was standing upright on the spot, exuding a cold and stiff aura.

"Tear it apart——!"
To be continued...