Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 165 Zhang Xuan returns to China (please subscribe!)
"However, how long will it take for this plan to be implemented, and when are they going to do it?"

Sun Xing asked again, the United States holds the coffin nails, and the research on this thing may be more thorough than the headquarters.

They are probably aware of the horror of this thing, otherwise they would not go to war and mobilize dozens of ghost masters just to take away the coffin nails from the headquarters.

It may be one of their plans to release the starving ghosts. As for whether there is any follow-up, Sun Xing does not know.

"I don't know about this, even Rona doesn't seem to know, it seems that when to act depends on when the headquarters will deal with the ghost painting. Overseas ghost masters know more about ghost paintings than the people in the headquarters. break out."

Zhou Ye spoke slowly, he really didn't know when this action would take place.

Rona even revealed to him: This operation may not even be carried out, if there is no suitable time, then no more action, just treat this foreign trip as a tourist.

"Deliberately promote the outbreak of ghost paintings!?"

Sun Xing was taken aback. Everyone knows the horror of ghost paintings. If foreign countries can really achieve this step, I am afraid that there is no way other than Mr. Qin.

"There are ghost agents in the ghost painting. If you pass the ogre and then release the starving ghost, no number of captains in Dajing City will be qualified."

He Tianxiong said seriously that he had also seen the weirdness of ghost paintings, but now there are not only ghost paintings in Dajing City, ghost messengers are equally terrifying, and there are also starving ghosts.

With the help of foreign ghost masters, once chaos breaks out in Dajing City and fierce ghosts collide with fierce ghosts, the level of terror will rise sharply, and no one will be able to fight against them.

"It doesn't matter. When the sky falls, there will be a tall tower to support it. If the building collapses, someone will turn the tide."

Sun Xing said.

None of the team captains at the headquarters is just for nothing. When Dajing City is in crisis, the team leaders will definitely work hard.

After thoroughly figuring out all kinds of foreign intelligence and plans, Sun Xing held the iron rod and said to Zhou Ye.

"I'll let you go, but at least not for these few days. As for what you want to do in the future, it's up to you. If you don't believe me, then I can't help it."

The implication is to give him a choice.

Should he believe in himself and stay here safely for a few days, or should he fight and run away now?

After all, no ghost master wants to be restricted by others.

Restricting ghost masters is also a very taboo thing.

"No, no, no, I believe, I'd better stay here for a few days."

Zhou Ye quickly shook his head, he thought that Sun Xing would kill him because of his work as a foreign informant, but unexpectedly, the other party was willing to give him a chance to live.

As for fighting it out?What a joke, he doesn't want to do something meaningless.

"Very well, you are a smart man, stay in my mansion for a while, just take a rest."

Sun Xing glanced at him and said meaningfully.

He is not interested in this person's life. He is afraid that if he releases this person now, the foreign countries will realize what happened, and the information obtained by Sun Xing may be useless.

After all, the plan made by the other party is just a plan, and it may be changed before it is implemented.

If the plan is changed, the information obtained by Sun Xing will be useless.

"Get two people to watch him."

Sun Xing said to He Tianxiong.

"Do you want to send a ghost master?"

He Tianxiong glanced at him carelessly, for such a powerful ghost master, if he didn't send two ghost masters to watch, he really wouldn't know how dangerous it would be.

"No need, find two ordinary people, and just be responsible for accompanying him. Don't do anything else, just let him go if you want to go."

Sun Xing spoke casually, not paying attention to Zhou Ye who was on the side, as if the other party didn't exist at all.

But when he said this, Zhou Ye's heart tightened even more.

The other party is not afraid of him running away at all.

Soon, Zhou Ye was taken out by the employees of the two companies.

Sun Xing felt that he did not treat this guy badly.

At least, the two employees who accompanied him were fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged. They were all dressed in business attire, and they looked good.

"Fuck, boss, are you really not afraid of this guy running away?"

After Zhou Ye left, He Tianxiong couldn't help asking.

In his opinion, this is a very smart ghost master, and the surveillance of two ordinary people is useless. If the other party wants to run away, he may really be able to run away.

"I'm afraid, if he runs away now and reports the dead Rona back, maybe the ghost masters from the U.S. will come to deal with me first."

Sun Xing said.

"I'm afraid. Then you don't lock him up, or just kill him."

He Tianxiong said.

"It's not enough to kill him. He betrayed the headquarters. If he really wants to kill him, it's not my turn to kill him. I'm not a messenger of justice. As for locking up, what means can lock up a living ghost master? There's no need for that. If he leaves this building, wherever he goes, I can kill him."

A brush appeared in Sun Xing's hand, and a strong smell of ink spread out, filling the entire office.

While explaining to He Tianxiong, he wrote and drew on the rice paper spread on the table, and soon, he wrote down a person's name.

The handwriting is neat and majestic, and He Tianxiong can see it after just a few glances. It's a good handwriting!

What made his brows tremble slightly was that the name on it was exactly Zhou Ye.

In his eyes, the characters written by the plain brush were full of strangeness and contained a murderous intent.

"Boss doesn't kill people by name, does he?"

He Tianxiong thought to himself.

If this is the case, it is too outrageous. This is more special than Fang Shiming's method in the previous circle of friends. The photo needs to capture the whole body of the person, but if it is to kill people with engraved letters, only a name is needed.

In fact.

Of course engraved characters can't kill people, but different places have different functions.

Under his table, there was a half-broken board. The middle of the board was full of cracks, and there was a decaying smell, like old wood that had been stored for hundreds of years.

This piece of wood was exactly what he brought back from the ghost bank.

A new item formed after the life-buying ghost and the life-selling ghost collide with each other.

Sell ​​on the left and buy on the right, a list is engraved on each side of the wooden board.

As long as he wanted, he could write human lives on it, and now he could set the time himself, and he adjusted the killing time of the previous seven days.

As long as the name of the person written on it, it will definitely not survive a day.

It's just that he hasn't used it yet.

"In the past few days, I will pay attention to the situation in Dajing City, as well as the movements of these foreign ghost masters. I will let go of the remaining supernatural events."

Sun Xing said, looking out the window.

The power of this group of foreign ghost masters is not small, and no one knows when they will implement their plan.

He had to make preparations early, at least he had to be ready to return to Dajing City.

Some things will change and some things won't.

In the future, the king's organization will be established, and places with many ghost masters will definitely have conflicts with foreign organizations.

He is bound to win the coffin nail, and it is absolutely impossible to let this thing flow into the hands of foreign countries.

Of course, he also has his choice. If the headquarters can withstand foreign forces and the starving ghost is intact, he will not take the coffin nail. After all, this thing is related to whether this S-class ghost can escape or not.

If the headquarters couldn't resist and the starving ghost was released anyway, then he would not allow the coffin nails to be snatched away by foreign countries.

at the same time.

In a room in the headquarters, Cao Yanhua was holding an international phone in his hand and was talking with the person opposite.

"Zhang Xuan. The current situation in the country is complicated, and there are not many available manpower in the captain. What Professor Wang means is that I hope you can come back."

In the room, Cao Yanhua's slightly embarrassed voice came.

"What!? Vice Minister Cao, are you kidding me? Why did I willingly take the huge risk to come abroad, and now I want to go back? Aren't there more than ten captains in the headquarters? What happened?"

"Besides, I have already investigated some information. Now is the time to make progress. Going back at this time, or replacing my job, will make all my previous efforts go to waste. This information is very important, and it is related to the planning of a large foreign organization. , according to my investigation, it is suspected that more than a dozen major countries were involved.”

In broad daylight, Cao Yanhua started a conversation with a foreign ghost master in a secret room.

He is the only captain of the headquarters who is active abroad, and his strength is not weak, otherwise he would not dare to go abroad alone. His name is Zhang Xuan.

Cao Yanhua understands the importance of the other party's work, otherwise he would not be so cautious just to make a phone call.

But he still wants to persuade: "I understand that your work is very important, but you must give up now, because the headquarters is at the time of life and death. If the headquarters collapses, your intelligence will still be useless."

After speaking, the other end of the phone fell silent.

After a long while, a cold voice came over: "Is it so serious? I understand. I will return home immediately."

Hearing this, Cao Yanhua finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is what Wang Xiaoming reminded him: the headquarters is currently short of manpower, there is a big crisis during this period, and all captains must be called.

At this moment, on the other side of the world, it is still night.

This is an ordinary city abroad. In an alley full of graffiti in the city, a man wearing a windbreaker and a cowboy hat who looked like a tourist suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He was as dim as a dead man, and the reflection of his exuberant face on this alley made the surrounding air drop several degrees, as if it was a little cold out of thin air.

"Hehe, who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be Mr. Zhang."

Suddenly.

The lights on this street flickered suddenly, as if disturbed by some mysterious force, the dog looking for food by the garbage dump was suddenly startled away at this moment, and quickly rushed into the depths of the alley.

The alley seemed to be a dead end, but at some point, in a dark place at the end of the alley, an old woman in a dress appeared, holding an old broom in her hand, looking at the man while sweeping the floor.

The old man's face was wrinkled and his skin was shriveled, but he didn't look old. The skirt on his body was tattered and smelled of rancidity, which was very strange.

And the man not far from him was Zhang Xun who had been performing missions abroad.

He has been active abroad, responsible for investigating intelligence and conducting secret work. Originally, he followed the ghost master and wanted to investigate the secret organization behind the other party. Unexpectedly, he accidentally exposed himself.

"Mr. Zhang, don't look so hard. Are you angry and want to kill me?"

A voice echoed in the alley, harsh and hoarse, like the sound of a fishbone stuck in her throat. The old woman approached Zhang Fal while holding the old broom in her hand.

"Hehe, it seems that the clue to you seems to have been broken."

Zhang Xuan frowned. His plan to follow up failed. He couldn't find the place where the other party was going to meet, and it seemed that the other party was not going to meet again.

"Mr. Zhang, your clue is broken, but mine has just begun."

The old lady walked over leisurely, the old broom in her hand seemed to be a supernatural thing, it was full of rotten soil and all kinds of blood, and it gave off a rancid smell.

Holding it and walking, even the mice on the street were smoked away.

"Forget it, I'm leaving anyway, and I have to investigate again next time I come back. The most urgent thing is to go back to China first."

Zhang Xuan weighed Cao Yanhua's words carefully, turned around and wanted to leave here.

"You still want to go back to China? If you dare to investigate us, you will die!"

A ghost-like voice came, and the sharp voice of the old woman rushed towards Zhang Fal.

"Forget it, then kill you and go back."

Zhang Xuan sighed. His goal of tracking the old woman was for the organization behind her. As for the strength of the old woman, he hadn't taken it seriously yet.

And he had checked the surroundings beforehand, and there were no other ghost masters, that is to say, the other party had no accomplices, at least not here.

Five minutes later, Zhang Xun, covered in blood, left here calmly.

It was the same as when he came, except that at this moment, he had an extra weird broom in his hand.

Behind him, a cold corpse was left, lying on the alley, blood flowed all over the ground, and the rats in the sewer rushed up quickly.

Not long after, two strange figures slowly stood up from the corpse and started to wander.

Soon, screams came from the street not far from the alley, making people shudder.

Eight hours later.

A strange man got off the Dajing Airport. He was wearing a windbreaker and a cowboy hat, holding a bloody broom in his hand. No matter how much the airport staff tried to persuade him, the other party refused to hand it over to him.

"I haven't been back to China for a long time, and it seems that something really happened at the headquarters."

Zhang Xun wore a hat and lowered the brim as much as possible. For a job like his, you can't keep it secret.

In the past, when he came back and showed his ID, either the headquarters would come to pick him up immediately, or these people would not embarrass him at all.

But at this moment, the other party did not recognize the certificate in his hand.

"Young man, let me check quickly, what's going on with your broom, it's covered in blood?"

A staff member came up and said to Zhang Xuan.

"Hehe, I can't give you this thing."

After leaving a sentence, the staff member realized that the person in front of him had disappeared.

"Weird."

No one picked him up, so Zhang Xuan quietly returned to the headquarters. The first thing he did was to find Cao Yanhua and understand the ins and outs of the matter.

"What? The gringo wants to do something? Let's fight!"

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