In fact, it happened to be at the time when the captains' meeting was held at the headquarters to discuss the situation.
foreign.
The kings, known as the King's Organization, held another meeting.
According to common sense, meetings of this size should not be held too frequently. After all, it has not been a week since the last meeting. Convening the second king's meeting in such a short period of time will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among some kings.
The supernatural incidents abroad are much more dangerous than those in Asia where the headquarters is suppressing them. Although most kings have lost the so-called concept of home and country under the influence of evil spirits and only want to earn as much money as possible for themselves.
However, it is precisely because of the profit-seeking mentality of these people that, in their view, if the information obtained from convening a meeting is not enough for them to come all the way, then the king who convened the meeting will definitely be criticized, and even
He was kicked out of office directly.
However, the missionaries, knowing that this possibility existed, still chose to hold this meeting.
"Preacher, we have convened a second meeting in such a short period of time. I hope you can give us an answer that satisfies us, otherwise..."
In front of the huge conference table, a gloomy-faced king looked at the missionary sitting at the main seat. Although he did not finish his words, the accusation in his words was clearly reflected.
The missionary who heard the accusation just glanced at the king briefly, and then glanced around the venue with his eyes as gray and lifeless as a dead man.
Although there are still a few people who have not come, but it has reached this point, these absent kings will definitely not come.
"Except for the puppet masters I sent out, there are still these guys who are unwilling to obey orders. We must liquidate them when we have the opportunity."
Suppressing the ferocious thoughts in his heart, the missionary remained calm and looked at the kings who had come from afar with a numb expression: "There are only two reasons for specially inviting you here. The first thing is that the spies stationed in the Asia headquarters came
We received new news that the person in charge of Dajing City was killed by an unknown ghost master, and his head seemed to have been taken away by the ghost master, leaving only a headless body at the scene."
A man wearing a formal dress and a gentleman's hat snorted coldly when he heard this: "Is this what you specially called us to talk about? It's just that a person in charge has died, let alone the Asia headquarters. Recently, in our King's organization,
Aren't there also several ghost masters who are second only to kings who have disappeared inexplicably? Their life and death are still unknown, so why should we be surprised if someone died in Asia? "
The missionary stared at the gentleman who was always against him with gloomy eyes and said nothing.
When the atmosphere was a bit tit-for-tat, a figure with a black and white body, like a ghost, spoke: "Charlie, let the missionary finish what he said. I am sure that he is not the kind of person who treats small things as big things.
"
The speaker's voice sounded a little strange, as if he was speaking into a microphone, and there was a faint sound of electricity.
Seeing someone taking the initiative to calm down the atmosphere, the missionary also had a serious look on his face and did not choose to fall out with the gentleman. He said: "Dajing City is the core city of Asia Headquarters, and it is also the city where the old man is located, but the ghost master who is now in charge of that city
They were all killed, but the old man who sealed himself into the statue still didn't move, so I guessed that the old man should be dead."
It was still the foreign man wearing a gentleman's hat. At this moment, he sneered: "I have already said that the old guy has sealed himself in the statue for how long, how can he still be alive? According to the people in Asia, this is nothing more than
It’s just a bluff. If the Asian headquarters dares to open the statue, they might be killed by the old man who has already revived, and we will be spared the need to launch the Noah’s Ark plan.”
"Is he dead? This is good news. After all, the old monsters of the last century are not so easy to mess with." said the painter who was wearing a painter's hat and dressed in a somewhat desolate manner.
"So what's the second thing? Could it be related to the old man?"
The gentleman spoke again, still looking a little impatient.
At this moment, the missionary seemed to ignore the gentleman's provocation, and his stiff face suddenly turned serious: "The second thing is about ourselves. Do you still remember the members of the organization who have disappeared during this time?"
"Are you referring to the members that the gentleman mentioned just now?" A king whose whole body exuded the smell of mud, as if he had just crawled out of the tomb, asked doubtfully.
"certainly."
The missionary smiled coldly, turned to look at a man in a suit who was sitting stiffly in his position, not moving at all, and exuding a strange aura: "Mr. Warden, please demonstrate the previous method again.
So that some kings who have not yet understood the truth can understand what is going on."
moment.
The kings present all turned their heads and focused on a man in a suit with a blank expression.
What is a little creepy is that the well-dressed man wearing a suit and leather shoes has a rotten face. If you look closely, you will find that the rotten parts of his face are not just his face, but his entire head seems to have appeared.
There are some signs of decay, but these signs seem to have been suppressed by some force, so they don't look obvious.
Even so, this man with a rotten head, hollow eyes, numb complexion and pale skin and slender limbs is still filled with a vague and strange aura, like a real ghost.
Suddenly.
As if he heard the missionary's call, the man raised his rotting head, looked around the kings around the conference table with a numb expression, and finally raised his hand stiffly and put it into the pocket of his suit.
"What is he going to do?"
The other kings stared closely at the king codenamed the Warden, paying attention to his every move.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! No wonder these kings are so cautious, because when they observe the warden's every move, their eyes will glance at the warden's waist from time to time.
I saw a coffin nail that was half the size of my forearm hanging from the belt that tightened my black trousers.
Judging from Yang Jian's experience, this should be the third coffin nail, but it is different from the first two coffin nails found in China. This coffin nail was discovered abroad. To be precise, it was discovered by the warden from the beginning.
He carried it with him, but no one knew where he got the nail.
The only thing that the kings present are sure of is that this nail is very fierce. Once it is nailed by this nail, all the supernatural powers in your body will be suppressed instantly.
Extremely dangerous.
That's when.
The warden reached into his pocket and pulled out his hand. There seemed to be something in his thin palm.
It turned out to be a human head.
Who knows how this guy stuffed an adult-sized head into his suit pocket? Or maybe the clothes he was wearing were not simple in the first place?
Everyone looked at the human head that was taken out by the warden.
This human head is very strange. It has a smooth appearance and no facial features. It is like a big meat ball. Judging from the skin color, this meat ball should be in a state of being recently dead. It is only slightly white on the surface and has no signs of decay.
, at least much fresher than the head of the warden himself.
The gentleman who paid attention to his appearance couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes: "Xie Te, missionary, I know that none of us here are normal people, but what do you mean by asking him to take out such a weird dead head?"
"Quiet, just watch." The missionary just said.
During the speaking time.
The strange warden has placed this smooth and round human head without facial features on the table.
The head stood quietly on the table, like a decoration.
However, just when the warden took out something and placed it on the smooth man's head.
Suddenly.
The surface of the originally bare human head began to squirm and twist violently, and then, the smooth human head sprouted facial features out of thin air, forming the appearance of a foreigner.
"Are you kidding me? This is Hall."
Beside the round table, a black man with black ink all over his body couldn't help but stand up and looked at the human head with facial features growing in astonishment.
"Yes, it's Hall. He is among the missing ghost masters."
A king also echoed at this time, because he also recognized who the facial features growing on the human head belonged to.
"Preacher, what on earth is going on?"
It was the black man who asked the question.
However, when his doubts have not been answered yet.
The dead head with facial features suddenly opened its eyes, as if it had come to life.
But if you observe it carefully, you will find that the dead head with its eyes open still seems to be in a state of deathly silence. There is no trace of the look of a living person in its eyes, and it is more like a very realistic fake head.
"Resurrected?" A king looked at the dead head with its eyes open in surprise.
"Don't get excited, everyone. What we are seeing now are the warden's secrets. He will definitely not want to reveal the specific situation. We just have to wait patiently for the next development."
The missionary looked calm, obviously this was not the first time he had seen such a strange method.
"Tell me your whereabouts."
At this moment, the warden spoke, his voice hoarse and sharp, like an evil spirit in hell torturing a living person, it sounded so chilling in people's hearts.
But it is also in this weird way of questioning.
"I am dead, killed."
What is unimaginable is that this head with Hall's facial features actually spoke. Although his tone was cold and devoid of any emotion, looking at him now, he seemed to be really alive.
Same, he was answering the warden's questions, or interrogation.
Moreover, every word Hall answered made the kings who were listening nearby feel incredible.
Hall is actually dead and was killed.
But how is this possible?
All kings who know Hall know that this man is a ruthless character who can control three powerful ghosts, and also masters a supernatural item. Not to mention being a ghost controller of the same level, even some kings may not be able to do so.
Take him down easily.
So, who killed him?
"Who killed you."
Soon, the warden asked the question that everyone present could not wait to ask.
"It was Kevin, he killed us." Hall replied.
"Kevin, how could it be him?"
A king who was dressed simply and looked a bit like a landlord couldn't believe it. He seemed to have never thought that the matter would involve the man named Kevin.
"Why did he kill you?"
The warden continued to ask questions, his voice still hoarse and harsh.
"He seemed to be very eager to learn the truth about the Ark Project, so he launched an attack on me in an attempt to extract information." Hall answered truthfully.
"Project Ark?"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of many people present changed.
The Noah's Ark plan can be said to be the top secret of the King's organization at present. Although it is about to be implemented, there are only a handful of people who know the plan and know its true purpose.
Only the king and important members of his team are qualified to know the original intention of the plan.
And Hall is a member of the King's team. He can be regarded as an important member no matter how he controls three fierce ghosts.
"Then you told him?"
A ghost rider dressed like a clown couldn't help but ask.
"I didn't tell him, but I'm definitely not his only target. He will ask others until he gets the answer." Hall actually answered the ghost controller dressed as a clown.
"But I still don't understand why Kevin went to such extreme measures to learn about the Ark plan. Does he want to oppose the implementation of the plan?" The king who looked like a landlord was still confused.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Landlord, I know that you have cooperated with Kevin and have a good relationship with him, so I think you are confused now. If Kevin does not know how to implement
The reason for the Ark plan, so how can we oppose the plan?" A king corrected.
"But this still doesn't make sense. Kevin only controlled two ghosts. How could he kill you who controlled three ghosts?"
The landlord looked at Hall's head placed on the round table and raised questions.
"Kevin hid his strength. The ghosts he controlled were not just two, but so many that they were killed before I could even count them." Hall gave a reasonable explanation.
"What, Kevin hid his strength? Then what kind of supernatural attack did you die from?"
The gentleman came over and asked a very crucial question.
"He has many tricks. He has a long stick. With one stick, he knocked a ghost in my body to pieces and fell into silence. In addition, he also tore off another ghost in my body with his mouth.
, forced the ghost out of my body."
"But what scares me the most is a strange heartbeat sound. The moment the heartbeat sound appears, something goes wrong in my body. Not only does my own heartbeat speed increase, but even the evil ghost in my body has it.
The heartbeat is stopped, and this kind of heartbeat that beats many times in one second seems to be a terrible attack to the evil ghost, as if control has been taken away, even the evil ghost will be suppressed every heartbeat."
Hall described the attack with a dull expression.
"Wait a minute, you said heartbeat? I remember..."
A king seemed to think of something, and then suddenly opened a file on the table about the captain.
After turning to a certain page, the king pointed hard at the photos of people on the page.