Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 555: Extra : Storm

Dajing City.

A man in casual clothes and with a somewhat lazy posture was standing in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the prosperity and hustle and bustle of Dajing City.

This is Ping An Building, which belongs to Ping An Group and is the second tallest skyscraper in Dajing City. The man is on the top floor of Ping An Building, which is the exclusive office area for the president.

The man was not very old, probably only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He had an indifferent expression and calm eyes. No expression could be seen on his face, but he exuded a sense of oppression that belonged to a superior.

"Drip-"

The ringing of a cell phone broke the dull atmosphere, and the man casually pressed the answer button.

"Fang Shiming, I have seriously considered your suggestion."

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding confident and elegant.

"Oh? So your decision is—"

The man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, finally showing some expression.

"You know, Mr. Fang, I'm not a ghost rider. I'm just an ordinary person who can't even tie a chicken. The conditions you proposed are indeed very tempting, but the risks are also fatal."

"If you are not careful, you will be doomed."

The other party deliberately emphasized the words "never to be recovered" as if he had found a very sufficient reason for his refusal.

Dadong City, the 100th floor of Ning'an Building.

A handsome man in a casual suit was on the phone. He exuded a scholarly temperament, and his speech and behavior revealed an indescribable charm that made people unable to help but like him.

"Ordinary people?"

Fang Shiming sneered and continued.

"You are the third generation of the Wang family in the supernatural world, but you call yourself an ordinary person. Do you think I will believe you? Or are you challenging the entire intelligence system of the Ping An Group?"

Wang Chaling was not surprised to be exposed, because his identity was not a secret and anyone with an eye could easily find out.

"Mr. Fang, I think you misunderstood me. Although the Wang family is indeed a supernatural family, that doesn't mean that every member of the Wang family is a ghost rider. I was born to hate dealing with those dirty things, so I chose to study abroad. With Mr. Fang's intelligence ability, he should have known this a long time ago."

Wang Chaling responded calmly. He did not put himself in a high position just because he was the third generation of the Wang family. Instead, he showed a humble attitude. As the head of the same city, he was willing to call him Mr. Fang simply to give him face, but it did not mean that he was afraid of him.

Fang Shiming started from scratch and became the president of Ping An Group. How could he not hear the dissatisfaction and sarcasm in the other party's tone? However, in view of Wang Chaling's special status, Fang Shiming was also willing to show a little more patience and tolerance.

"So you are determined to refuse to cooperate with me?"

“It’s not a rejection, but I never considered cooperating from the beginning. In my opinion, your plan does not have the necessary conditions for success, so I will not put myself in danger.

"Mr. Fang, the domestic situation is much more complicated than you think. Some ambitions are best buried deep in your heart. When you are sure that there is no one in the world who can cause interference and threats, it will be the golden moment for you and me to realize our ambitions."

A strange look flashed across Wang Chaling's face, but it was fleeting, and he quickly returned to his original gentle and gentle temperament. Perhaps, as he said, he had an unknown ambition buried in his heart.

In front of the French window, Fang Shiming's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Can I understand that you are teaching me how to do things?"

Although the windows were tightly closed, a cold wind suddenly blew around Fang Shiming. The wind was not strong, but it carried a strange stench of corpse, as if a highly decomposed corpse was hanging in the wind vent, and the smell was brought by the wind blowing over the corpse.

"I'm not teaching anyone how to do anything, I'm just stating simple principles. I'm not capable enough to deserve Mr. Fang's favor, so please find someone else."

Wang Chaling remained calm and didn't take Fang Shiming's anger to heart at all.

Fang Shiming laughed in anger and said in a cold tone:

"Okay, then the headquarters should know soon that a civilian ghost-controlling organization has emerged in Dadong City under the nose of the person in charge, Wang Chaling. As far as I know, the people in this organization are not good people. They are criminals and have committed several murders. There also seems to be several foreign ghost-controllers."

"Hiss, let me guess, what does the headquarters think? The evil ghost riders are still at large, but the headquarters is completely kept in the dark. Is there someone above these people protecting them?"

"Who could it be? It's a little hard to guess. Wang Chaling, how about you tell us?"

Hearing this, Wang Chaling's expression suddenly became a little stiff, and a barely perceptible cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Fang can just tell all these things. I think the headquarters will investigate everything. But if so, Mr. Fang might miss the opportunity to get a clone."

After a moment's silence, Wang Chaling said.

Hearing this, Fang Shiming's lips curled up into a smile of success.

"This is the biggest concession I can make. As for cooperation, I think Ye Zhen from the Supernatural Forum is a suitable candidate. Mr. Fang might as well contact him to discuss things."

After saying that, Wang Chaling hung up the phone.

"Ye Zhen, the administrator of the Supernatural Forum? Although he is not as good as the third generation of the Wang family, but since he mentioned him, he must not be much worse."

Fang Shiming did not press Wang Chaling's behavior of passing the buck. Even a rabbit will bite when it is cornered. What's more, he is the third generation heir of a spiritual family. Fang Shiming would never believe that he did not have any extreme means.

"Boss Fei, please help me contact the manager of the Supernatural Forum and tell him that Fang Shiming invited the administrator of the Supernatural Forum, Ye Zhen, to visit Dajing City. He will give him a great gift."

Fang Shiming pressed the microphone on his desk and spoke calmly.

"Zizi-"

Accompanied by a burst of electric sound, the voice of a middle-aged man came from the other end of the device.

"Understood, I'll contact them right away."

After the conversation, Fang Shiming contacted someone again.

"Take out some of the products numbered GZ-003, TS-001, GC-014, and GH-006 from the laboratory as a welcome gift for my circle of friends to entertain guests."

"understood."

A calm voice came from the other end. He didn't seem to care too much about Fang Shiming's order and just responded casually with a perfunctory attitude.

“When a person’s ability is not worthy of his ambition, God will let him gradually go to destruction.”

In an underground research institute in Dajing City, a man in a white coat and ordinary appearance was looking at the data in the file thoughtfully. The man was not very old, only about 26 or 27 years old, but he was the most senior person in the institute and the chief psychic expert of the entire Ping An Group.

"Professor Wang, I was distracted and didn't hear what you just said."

The assistant at the side said apologetically.

"It's nothing. Just do your job honestly according to Mr. Fang's request."

Professor Wang responded without even raising his head. A bold plan was emerging in his mind.

"Ping An Group's CEO Fang wants to invite our CEO Ye to be his guest?"

The manager of the Supernatural Forum in Mingzhu Building, Dahai City, was somewhat confused when he received the call from Mr. Fei, and after the other party explained his purpose, his doubts deepened.

If it was just a general business cooperation, the manager could have simply refused it outright, but since it involved Fang Shiming and the circle of friends he represented, even the supernatural forum had to pay enough attention to it.

"I understand. I will tell Mr. Ye as soon as possible. However, whether Mr. Ye is willing to go is still up to him. I can't make the decision for the boss. I hope Haiyan can forgive me."

The manager responded.

"Understood, understood."

The two spokespeople exchanged a few pleasantries and then ended the call, but Manager Hu from the Supernatural Forum had a complicated expression.

"Dong dong——!"

The manager knocked on the door of the office on the top floor of the Pearl Building. The door was not closed. A handsome young man was about to swing to hit the golf ball on the ground, but was interrupted by the manager's knock.

The young man was wearing a suit and had a slender figure. No matter how you looked at him, he looked like a successful young man.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Fei from my friend circle called and said Fang Shiming wants to invite you to visit Dajing City. With Fang Shiming's cunning and scheming, I think this will definitely not be a simple visit. I'm afraid there are hidden mysteries."

The manager reported with a frown.

However, Ye Zhen remained unmoved. Instead, he found the right angle again and then swung the club hard to hit the ball out.

What was strange was that although he was facing the huge floor-to-ceiling window, there was no sound of glass breaking, and the golf ball on the ground was nowhere to be seen, which made people wonder if he was dazzled or hallucinating.

"Invite? Be my guest. Manager Hu, your vision is still too narrow. Xiao Fang's attitude and words actually only conveyed one message, but it's a pity that you didn't understand it. In my opinion, your cultivation is still not deep enough."

Ye Zhen put away his golf club and spoke earnestly.

"what's the message?"

Manager Hu was stunned. It was obvious that he had not yet caught up with Ye Zhen's train of thought.

"You'll understand when you're my age."

Ye Zhen patted the manager's shoulder in a pretentious manner. Manager Hu's mouth twitched and he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, then I'll tell you. Invitation and guest are just polite terms. In fact, Xiao Fang has been intimidated by my domineering aura and is ready to submit to me."

"You have to know that so-called means are just excuses used by the weak to delay time. The truly strong disdain to use so-called conspiracies and tricks. One force can break all methods. Fists are the hard truth. As for the meeting gift, it is easier to understand. Have you ever seen a vassal state in ancient times that did not pay tribute to the suzerain state?"

Manager Hu's mouth twitched even more violently. He was obviously analyzing the situation very seriously, but he couldn't stand the boss's insistence on showing off, and he couldn't get angry. At this moment, he just felt that life was so difficult.

"It shouldn't be that simple, Mr. Ye. I think we should think long and hard. After all, Dajing City is Fang Shiming's territory, and even the headquarters has to give him face. And the foundation of our spiritual forum is in Dahai City. Even if we really want to go, we can't let you, Mr. Ye, go alone."

"What a ridiculous fear. I am invincible and he can do whatever he wants. After all, I, Ye, am a whole era ahead of them."

Ye Zhen walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his back, and sighed.

"Boss Ye, think about it this way. If you go alone, what if Fang Shiming laughs at the fact that there is only one expert in the Psychic Forum, Boss Ye? Wouldn't that make him laugh? So why not bring Ah Wu and Russell along, and let your friends know that our Psychic Forum is full of experts and talents. Even if he really has some evil intentions, he has to consider whether he is qualified."

Manager Hu is indeed a veteran in the workplace. Seeing that persuasion was futile, he quickly learned to coax Ye Zhen's way.

"That's right. It seems that you are making rapid progress. In this case, let's do as you say. In three days, I, Ye Zhen, will come to Dajing City in person."

Ye Zhen waved his hand, took out a long sword from somewhere, and struck a pose that he thought was very handsome.

Manager Hu did not stay any longer after receiving Ye Zhen's clear reply. He was afraid that he would not be able to suppress the impulse in his heart and would beat up this middle-aged man with a second-year syndrome, so he left here quickly.

In the evening, Mr. Fei came to Fang Shiming's office.

"Boss Fang, we have received a response to what I asked you to do this day. Manager Hu from the Supernatural Forum said that in three days Ye Zhen will bring several members of the Supernatural Forum to visit our Ping An Building."

"So easy to talk to?"

Fang Shiming was a little surprised. He thought Ye Zhen was as difficult to deal with as Wang Chaling, but the result was beyond his expectations.

"Notify Jiang Shangbai, Liu Dong, Gao Zhiqiang, Zhang Jian and others to come to the company tomorrow to discuss some details with Ye Zhen. It's a good opportunity to see how the projects they are responsible for are progressing."

"Oh, and Wang Xiaoming, ask him to take time out to attend the meeting tomorrow."

"clear."

Mr. Fei nodded thoughtfully and then left.

The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.

Ping An Building was a bit more lively than usual. Several senior executives who rarely showed up suddenly appeared at the same time. They greeted each other with smiles. Only Wang Xiaoming stood aside with a cold expression on his face, as if he was somewhat out of tune with them.

"Everyone, President Fang is already waiting for you in the conference room."

Following Mr. Fei's reminder, Jiang Shangbai and the others put away their giggling expressions and put on their usual serious and solemn demeanor.

"Professor Wang, this way please."

Mr. Fei greeted Wang Xiaoming warmly, and they entered the elevator together and arrived at the top floor, which had the highest level and authority in the entire building.

Everyone took their seats, and from the name tags on the table one could see that the people present were Wang Xiaoming, the chief psychic expert of the scientific research department, Jiang Shangbai, the director of the resource management and development department, Zhang Jian, the director of the human resources department, Xie Lin, who was in charge of the company's business operations, and Gao Zhiqiang, the director of the public relations department.

Except for Wang Xiaoming and Mr. Fei, the others are all ghost riders. However, the ghost riders in the circle of friends are not limited to these executives. It is precisely because of this that even in Dajing City, where the headquarters is located, the circle of friends still has the capital to walk sideways.

"I won't waste any more time talking nonsense, let's get straight to the point."

Fang Shiming lay on the chair with his legs crossed, without even lifting his eyelids.

"The Supernatural Forum. I think this non-governmental organization will be an inevitable existence that we will have to face during the expansion of our circle of friends, so I invited their current administrator Ye Zhen to come to Dajing City to discuss cooperation matters."

"The Supernatural Forum is entrenched in Dahai City, and even the headquarters cannot interfere. Then why should our circle of friends, which is rooted in Dajing City, be constrained and checked by a force that we ourselves have supported?"

"If Dajing City represents the country's core, then Dahai City represents the country's face. If they can even give up their face, then we in our circle of friends can naturally fight for the core."

"If the Supernatural Forum is unwilling to cooperate with us, then there is no need for it to exist. This time we invited Ye Zhen, saying it is for negotiation, but you all should be prepared to take action at any time."

"Meeting dismissed."

-

On the third day, a special plane of the Supernatural Forum arrived in Dajing City. In addition to Ye Zhen, the accompanying members included Awu, Luo Suyi, Lin Luomei, Wei Yun and Manager Hu, all core members of the Supernatural Forum.

Twenty minutes later, at the top floor of Ping An Building.

"Oh my, Xiao Fang, your building is amazing. It's high-end, grand and classy. Not only is it magnificent above ground, but it's even more impressive underground."

"If I'm not mistaken, there should be a lot of good things hidden in the basement of Ping An Building."

Ye Zhen joked seemingly casually, but in fact he had used the ghost den to investigate before entering the building. This Ping An Building is not as simple as it seems on the surface, especially the underground area, which even the ghost den cannot penetrate and spy on. It is obvious that gold has been added to the materials.

Fang Shiming's face froze, but the next second he hid this emotion so that no one noticed.

"Mr. Ye, Manager Hu, please take a seat."

President Fei was entertaining several people from the supernatural forum on behalf of Fang Shiming, while Ye Zhen sat on the chair without any hesitation. A Wu, Manager Hu and others sat around him.

"Since I am the one who invited you all here this time, as the host, I must naturally fulfill my duties as a good host."

"Professor Wang, please take out the things I asked you to prepare."

Fang Shiming said.

Wang Xiaoming said nothing, but silently took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

soon.

A group of specialized staff members entered the conference room carrying dozens of gold containers of various sizes, placed the containers in place, and then quickly left.

"The experimental product number is GZ-003, codenamed Ghost Candle. Once it is lit, people within the candlelight coverage area will not be killed by supernatural forces and will be absolutely safe."

"Experimental item number TS-001, codenamed the surrogate doll. As long as a drop of the user's blood is dripped onto the doll, the doll can take the user's place in the attacks and erosions of evil spirits. Before the doll dies completely, the user is absolutely safe."

"The experimental product number is GC-014, codenamed Ghost Porcelain. It is a supernatural item purchased by the circle of friends from an island country. The user can put a medium in the Ghost Porcelain, and the Ghost Porcelain can resist the attack of evil spirits for the user until the porcelain is completely broken or the medium disappears."

"The experimental product number is GH-006, codenamed ghost ashes. The ashes are scattered on the ground in a circle to block the perception and attack of evil spirits."

Wang Xiaoming's introduction made Manager Hu, Russell and others open their eyes wide, because except for the ghost candle, they were hearing about the other things for the first time, and the effects were all quite good.

"If the Supernatural Forum can have such supernatural items, even if Mr. Ye is not here, other ghost hunters can be equipped with such resources before dealing with supernatural incidents, which can greatly reduce risks and ensure their own safety."

Manager Hu's expression moved slightly. If an ordinary person like him could figure it out, then naturally Awu and others would know the value of these things even more clearly.

"Ten ghost candles, five surrogate dolls, three pieces of ghost porcelain, and two jars of ghost ashes. This is my gift to the Supernatural Forum."

"Ye Zhen, are you satisfied?"

Fang Shiming said calmly that he gave such a valuable gift with just one sentence. Manager Hu couldn't help but be amazed and sighed that his circle of friends was really powerful.

"Thank you Mr. Fang for the generous gift."

Seeing Ye Zhen's indifferent look, Manager Hu couldn't help but feel ashamed. The amount of this gift was quite shocking. It might not be a big deal in the eyes of a freak like Ye Zhen, but for ordinary ghost riders, it was a truly priceless treasure!

"Not bad, Xiao Fang, you are quite generous."

Ye Zhen stood up, but he didn't offend Fang Shiming. However, the look he gave Fang Shiming was obviously not right, and his eyes were full of fighting intent, as if he wanted to fight with him here.

"Ye Zhen, come to the office and let's talk in detail?"

"nature."

……

"Ye Zhen, what do you think of the current domestic situation?"

Fang Shiming went straight to the point and brought up a very important topic right at the start.

"The general trend? The king will stand at the top of the sky, and the loser will wither like a fallen leaf."

Ye Zhen smiled brightly and replied.

Fang Shiming was stunned, obviously he didn't understand what Ye Zhen said.

"Supernatural events and the appearance of evil spirits are disasters, but they are also rare opportunities for you and me. As you said, times have changed. The appearance of ghost riders has changed the domestic situation. The future will definitely be decided by powerful ghost riders, not some bureaucratic, stupid ordinary people."

"They say they are considering the overall situation, but in reality they are wary of ghost riders at every turn. On the one hand, they want ghost riders to overdraw their lives to solve supernatural incidents, but on the other hand, they are afraid that they will go to extremes because they don't have much time left."

"Those politicians are too naive to expect the ghost riders to work hard and obediently in this way."

Fang Shiming was observing Ye Zhen's reaction while he was talking, but the other party kept staring at him, which made him a little confused.

"Ye Zhen, cooperate with me and the circle of friends. The supernatural forum and the circle of friends will each train ghost riders and send them to the headquarters, so that these people can gradually gain more say and control more resources and evil spirits of the headquarters."

"As we send in more leaders, we will control more cities. Then we can bypass the headquarters and let WeChat Moments and the Supernatural Forum become the real decision-makers in the country."

"Then the south will be yours and the north will be mine."

"I wonder what you think?"

Everyone enjoys the feeling of being the only one in power, but Fang Shiming is not stupid. He knows that relying on his circle of friends alone is not enough to achieve this, so he will look for suitable people to discuss cooperation.

Faced with such huge benefits, Fang Shiming didn't believe that anyone could resist the temptation.

Of course, Wang Chaling, that freak, was an exception. He had been harboring evil intentions for a long time, but he still pretended to be mysterious and far-sighted.

"Disgusting."

Although he was unhappy, Fang Shiming did not want to offend the third generation of the Wang family, so he chose not to press on.

"I am not interested."

"I originally thought that you, Xiao Fang, had thought about becoming my younger brother, Ye, but I didn't expect you to have this idea. I am so disappointed."

"I, Ye Zhen, am capable of being the king. Why would I need to cooperate with you? After all, everyone in the spiritual world knows that I, Ye, am not just a name for nothing."

"You can survive if you go against the will of heaven, but you will never survive if you go against me!"

Ye Zhen stood up proudly and made his immature remarks wantonly.

"How about this, you recognize me as the boss, and I will take you to realize those passionate, adventurous dreams of yours. People in the circle will know that you recognize me, Ye Zhen, as the boss, so it's not shameful."

Ye Zhen said provocatively, but Fang Shiming saw this provocation as naked contempt and insult.

"Ye Zhen, are you provoking me?"

Fang Shiming's face darkened and his tone suddenly became sinister.

Although he didn't know Ye Zhen's background, after all, Ye Zhen had a history of solving A-level incidents alone, which made Fang Shiming restrain himself. If it was someone else going crazy here, he would have taken action long ago.

"Death? That's ridiculous."

"Looking at the domestic supernatural circles, who can kill me? Who dares to kill me?!"

"I, Ye, am invincible in the world. I only ask for a defeat, or even death! But whether you have the ability or not, you will know after a fight."

Ye Zhen laughed wildly, and he took action while speaking.

At this moment, Ye Zhen's figure disappeared from the spot, and appeared directly in front of Fang Shiming in the next second. This way of action was weird and incomprehensible.

Ye Zhen suddenly appeared in front of him and punched Fang Shiming without saying a word.

"Ye Zhen, don't force me to do anything to you."

Fang Shiming stepped back slightly and appeared a few meters away. At this moment, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"I'll tell you after I win."

Ye Zhen's face was filled with fighting spirit, and as he spoke another punch came at him.

At this point, Fang Shiming was completely enraged. He thought he could invite Ye Zhen and the Supernatural Forum to join through negotiations, but he didn't expect that Ye Zhen was a complete lunatic, unreasonable, and wanted to attack him without saying a word.

Even a clay Buddha has some temper, not to mention that Fang Shiming is not a good man at all. In his eyes, Ye Zhen's behavior is nothing but contempt and provocation.

"What a lunatic—"

As Fang Shiming finished speaking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the office. The cold wind mixed with the stench of corpses and blood brought a bone-chilling chill. Even Ye Zhen couldn't help but shiver.

"This is Mr. Fang's den of evil."

The temperature in the reception hall dropped suddenly and even the lights began to flicker. Although the windows were not open, gusts of cold wind suddenly blew into the room.

Jiang Shangbai felt the abnormality at the first moment. It was Fang Shiming’s ghost lair - Ghost Wind.

"Not good, Mr. Ye probably got into a fight with Fang Shiming."

Manager Hu's eyes suddenly narrowed. Knowing Ye Zhen's temper well, he quickly guessed what was going on in the office. However, he was just an ordinary person and had no right to intervene in the fight between ghost riders.

"Awu, Luo Suyi, Lin Luomei, go stop Mr. Ye!"

At this time, Manager Hu no longer cared about etiquette and hurriedly shouted at Awu and others to take action.

"Dajing City is the territory of the headquarters and the circle of friends. It is irrational for Mr. Ye to take action here."

Manager Hu was secretly anxious.

Before he could speak, Awu and others had already left their seats and prepared to force their way into the president's office.

"Everyone, if you want to play, we can play with you. Mr. Fang is talking to your boss in there, so it's better for us subordinates not to disturb him."

Jiang Shangbai activated the ghost den and stopped Awu and others. Although he was not clear about the situation in the office, he was confident in Fang Shiming. What's more, this is Ping An Building, the headquarters of the circle of friends. Could it be possible that Fang Shiming would suffer a loss here?

"Jiang Shangbai, Boss Ye and Boss Fang are fighting in there. As subordinates, aren't you going to stop them?"

Awu's face was gloomy. He held a black umbrella in his hand, ready to open it at any time. But reason told him that he could not attack Jiang Shangbai, because the nature of the situation would be completely different, and it might turn into a fight in the circle of friends and on the supernatural forum.

"I'm sorry, we are very clear about Mr. Fang's strength. Are you afraid that Ye Zhen will be killed by Mr. Fang, so you want to help him deal with Mr. Fang?"

The person who spoke was Xie Lin. He also stood up from his seat and walked to Jiang Shangbai. Gao Zhiqiang and Zhang Jian did the same. The four of them formed a human wall and stopped A Wu and others who were trying to break into the office.

"Mr. Fei, please persuade them."

Manager Hu gritted his teeth. He didn't dare to confront the ghost rider, so he could only try to persuade Mr. Fei, who was also an ordinary person.

"I'm sorry, Manager Hu, I have no right to interfere in Mr. Fang's affairs. He is the CEO of the friend circle, not to mention that he is a ghost rider. You and I are just ordinary people, so it's best not to get involved."

Mr. Fei's attitude was very clear, which made Manager Hu a little nervous again.

Inside the office.

The fight between Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen continues.

Ye Zhen changed his position repeatedly and threw out one punch after another. His posture was very standard, as if he had practiced boxing.

However, this was Fang Shiming's den, and every punch of Ye Zhen could be easily dodged, but he still punched tirelessly, and the expression on Ye Zhen's face gradually became fanatical, as if he was not angry or disappointed that he did not hit Fang Shiming.

"Xiao Fang, your ghost den is pretty good!"

After throwing about a hundred punches, Ye Zhen finally stopped.

"But my ghost den is not bad either--!"

Ye Zhen stroked his fist, looked up to the sky and laughed, then he also opened his own ghost den.

The two kinds of evil spirits began to confront and influence each other in the small office. The evil spirits offset and suppressed each other, and in the end nothing was left.

"If you want to die, I'll grant your wish—"

Fang Shiming was also really furious. He had been holding back just now, only using the Ghost Den to avoid Ye Zhen's attack, but now it seemed that the other party had no intention of negotiating at all.

"Since you don't want to talk, I'll beat you here today. A leaderless supernatural forum is nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs."

As Fang Shiming spoke, he actually sat back in his chair.

As he sat down, some terrible pattern was triggered.

Ye Zhen suddenly felt his body sink, as if something was suddenly carried on his back.

No, it wasn't just like that, but there really was a cold corpse lying on his back, trying to press him down.

Ye Zhen bent his waist deeply. The corpse was incredibly heavy. Not only did it bend his body, but even the ghost in his body was suppressed to a certain extent.

"What a freak, he can actually carry this ghost."

There was a flash of fear in Fang Shiming's eyes. He was well aware of the horror of the ghost on Ye Zhen's back. Even he could only carry it with special means, but Ye Zhen managed to hold on thanks to his own terrifying ability.

"The more this happens, the more I must kill you." Taking advantage of the time when Ye Zhen was restricted in his movements, Fang Shiming took out a pair of rusty scissors from the drawer. The handles of the scissors were entangled with dense black hair. The hair was connected to the scalp and covered with disgusting black flesh.

Ye Zhen saw Fang Shiming's actions. Just one glance at the scissors made him feel a sense of danger.

But the more dangerous it is, the more excited he becomes.

Fang Shiming looked like a ghost. He used the ghost's power to move to another position. He picked up a pair of scissors and cut off Ye Zhen's two arms.

The old pair of scissors was covered with rust. Logically, they should have been scrapped because they became blunt, but such a pair of scissors could still be used and even cut off Ye Zhen's arms.

For a moment, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the great pain made Ye Zhen's expression distorted.

Having lost both arms, the ghost lying on Ye Zhen's back seemed to have become heavier and crushed him all of a sudden. His sternum was broken and his internal organs were torn. It seemed that Fang Shiming's only move was enough to put Ye Zhen on the verge of death.

However, using supernatural items comes at a price. Fang Shiming's two arms also broke suddenly, but the flesh at the break was rotten and black, and there seemed to be something wriggling inside.

The black flesh grew wildly, and in just a few breaths Fang Shiming actually grew two new arms!
"Not bad, Xiao Fang, this method is really good."

Fang Shiming was stunned when he heard Ye Zhen's words.

According to his imagination, Ye Zhen was dismembered by the ghost scissors, and the degree of horror was reduced. Logically, he should have been unable to carry the ghost and was crushed to death, but his voice appeared again.

Fang Shiming looked up and found that Ye Zhen had also grown new arms and did not look like he was injured at all.

"Reboot? Or divert the attack? Or is it the same recovery ability as the ghost meat?"

At this moment, Fang Shiming thought of many possibilities. The supernatural powers of evil spirits are all kinds of strange and bizarre. The ghost flesh that he controls can regenerate severed limbs. It is not impossible that Ye Zhen has similar supernatural powers.

"I don't believe you can keep resisting."

"Jiang Shangbai, Gao Zhiqiang, Xie Lin, Zhang Jian, work together to kill this lunatic."

Fang Shiming took out a bag of ashes from his pocket and threw them into the air.

This is not ordinary ashes, but the kind of supernatural ashes that were given to the supernatural forum as a gift by friends. The use of ashes has never been limited to blocking the perception of evil spirits. Fang Shiming's development of this supernatural item is obviously more in-depth, but he has not revealed it to the supernatural forum.

The cold wind blew the ashes and soon filled the entire ghost den. The original situation of checks and balances in the ghost den suddenly changed. The cold wind howled even more violently, as if countless people were wailing miserably. At the same time, a strong and pungent smell of blood began to spread.

Instead, Ye Zhen's ghost den was gradually suppressed and shrunk, and finally it could not even unfold at all.

Guifeng's den of ghosts spread out instantly, and Jiang Shangbai and others were directly transferred to his side by Fang Shiming. As for Awu and others, they were transferred to a distant place and could not join the battle in a short time.

"I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want."

Seeing that Fang Shiming was planning to start a group fight, Ye Zhen became even more determined to fight, with a very fanatical expression on his face.

"Don't hold back, just kill him."

When Mr. Fang spoke, it was natural for his subordinates to listen.

Xie Lin took off the glasses he had been wearing, revealing a pair of horrified eyes. These eyes moved restlessly, and soon locked their sights on Ye Zhen.

The skinny Zhang Jian took out a scarlet wooden sign, bit his finger and wrote Ye Zhen's name on it. With each stroke, his face turned paler. If Gao Zhiqiang hadn't used his ability to deceive ghosts to help him, he would have died before he finished writing Ye Zhen's name because the wooden sign would have sucked all his blood out of him.

Jiang Shangbai's expression was solemn. His ghost cave was quite special. It could still be deployed even in Fang Shiming's ghost cave. Densely packed squares gradually emerged on the ground. Starting from Jiang Shangbai, the squares continued to spread in all directions until Ye Zhen was completely framed.

Not only that, in the shadow under Jiang Shangbai's feet, a pair of soles that looked like those of a dead person suddenly stretched out. The soles of these feet were covered with corpse spots, and they were eerie and cold. They replaced his feet and landed on the ground.

These are a pair of feet belonging to an evil ghost. Once they step on a person while walking, the person will surely die. Even a ghost rider may not be able to withstand a step from this ghost, and may even come into direct contact with a real ghost.

"Is this all you have?"

"In that case, let me, Ye, learn from you all."

Ye Zhen stood there motionless, not because he didn't want to, but because an invisible shackle bound his limbs and head, like the torture instruments used to detain prisoners in ancient times.

There is more than one kind of spiritual restriction on movement. The squares underfoot are the same. Although the pattern is unclear, Ye Zhen can guess that these squares cannot be stepped on casually, otherwise it will inevitably attract attacks from evil spirits.

"Behead!"

With a bloodthirsty expression, Zhang Jian wrote Ye Zhen's name and threw the scarlet wooden sign in his hand out, just like the fire sign thrown by the ancient county magistrate when executing a criminal.

When the wooden sign fell to the ground, Ye Zhen suddenly sensed a fatal danger. An invisible rusty guillotine appeared out of thin air above his head. He felt a threat from that thing, a huge threat, which made him feel a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

The next second, the guillotine fell down instantly and directly cut off Ye Zhen's head. Ye Zhen, who was so arrogant just now, was beheaded before he could put up any resistance. His arrogance just now seemed to have become a joke.

"died?"

Fang Shiming stared at Ye Zhen, trying to confirm his condition.

However, Ye Zhen did not die. His severed head was reattached to his neck in an incredible way and recovered to its original state in a very short time without even a scratch.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Zhang Jian’s eyes widened, and a look of astonishment appeared on his bloodless pale face.

Something seemed to be squirming in his chest pocket. Zhang Jian reached out and took out a roughly made, very old-looking rag doll. However, the doll was incomplete. Its small head seemed to have been cut off by a sharp weapon, and its body was completely separated.

Fang Shiming's face was gloomy. Through the two attacks just now, he was able to confirm Ye Zhen's methods. He controlled a special ghost that could transfer all the damage he suffered and even replace the fatal attacks.

"I don't believe you can keep using this ability."

Fang Shiming raised his hand, signaling his teammates to continue attacking Ye Zhen, while he himself opened the drawer of his desk again and searched for something inside.

A strange look flashed in Xie Ling's lifeless eyes. Ye Zhen felt uncomfortable being stared at by these eyes. It was as if there was an evil ghost always attached to his limbs and bones, restricting his every move.

"Your farce should end here."

Ye Zhen forced himself to straighten his body, a stern look appearing on his face, like a strong man standing number one in the world, lonely as snow.

"Boss Ye, we are here!"

At this time, Awu's voice appeared. He also possessed a ghost den, but it was not as powerful as Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen, so he was transferred to other places by the ghost wind.

"roll!"

Fang Shiming was not polite at all. The ghost den filled with ghost wind and ashes spread again, directly sucking Awu into the ghost den. A cold and gale suddenly blew up, blowing Awu directly into the air.

The law of the oppressive ghost was triggered again, and the incredibly heavy corpse instantly appeared on Awu's back. Awu fell rapidly like a kite with a broken string. The oppressive ghost suppressed the ghost in his body, making him unable to use his supernatural powers, let alone resist.

Gao Zhiqiang was muttering something to himself. He used the power of a deceiving ghost to influence the consciousness of Luo Suyi and Lin Luomei, causing them to temporarily ignore A Wu's existence and thus prevent them from providing support.

"Awu!"

Ye Zhen's expression changed, and he quickly ran towards Awu, completely ignoring the distorted squares under his feet.

However, just as Ye Zhen took a step, a certain law was triggered. Ye Zhen's face instantly turned pale, and the flesh all over his body was rotting and peeling off. The terrible fatal attack instantly took his life.

However, this situation only lasted for a few seconds, and Ye Zhen recovered to his original state, and all the attacks he had just suffered were diverted.

"Damn it, isn't this guy afraid of the evil spirit reviving?!"

Jiang Shangbai's face turned black. Ye Zhen had triggered the law of death, but even so he could not be killed. Jiang Shangbai had no choice but to go over and stop Ye Zhen.

"Ye Zhen, this is not your den of evil."

"You think you can stop me?!"

Ye Zhen's expression turned cold, he seemed to be angry, his tone became cold, no longer as childish as before.

"I don't believe you won't die."

At this time, Fang Shiming took action again. He was holding the ghost scissors in one hand and a full-body photo in the other. The person in the photo was Ye Zhen, and Ye Zhen's name was written on the back.

At this time, Fang Shiming's perspective has changed. He is surrounded by darkness, and various supernatural phenomena appear indistinctly: rolling dead heads, sticky black blood, and distorted silhouettes constantly moving in the darkness.
Not only that, there are lines of varying thickness in the field of vision, each line is connected to a supernatural phenomenon, and the other end is connected to the ghost scissors in Fang Shiming's hand.

"Unfortunately, there is no time to use the ghost candle. I can only take a gamble."

As the owner of the ghost scissors, Fang Shiming knows very well what these lines represent: each line represents a curse, and is also the killing pattern of evil spirits. If one is contaminated by them, it means that he has become the target of a ghost for no reason.

Under normal circumstances, Fang Shiming would definitely use the ghost scissors after lighting the ghost candle, but the current situation does not allow it. The ghost den still needs to be maintained and Ye Zhen still needs to be suppressed. There is no extra time left for him to light the ghost candle.

The scissors fell on the photo with Ye Zhen's name on it. The originally colorful photo suddenly became old, and a layer of black shadow covered it, as if even the color was gradually being swallowed up and faded.

The photo was cut bit by bit, and Ye Zhen's figure in the photo began to become blurred. His body was gradually cut in half. Some strange curse began to spread, and a layer of scarlet and sticky blood stained the photo.

The attack of the ghost scissors was triggered.

Suddenly, a very deep crack appeared on Ye Zhen's waist, and the crack was spreading rapidly, as if it was going to cut him in half.

In an instant, blood gushed out desperately, and Ye Zhen fell to the ground because he lost his balance. His face was covered with death again, and this time he seemed to be really going to die.

As expected, Ye Zhen's death did not occur, because the curse could reflect the situation of the person in the photo. The photo became blurred and the characters were not clear, which meant that the person was using some kind of supernatural power to fight back.

"Fuck, this guy won't die!"

Gao Zhiqiang on the side was a little dumbfounded. He saw with his own eyes how Ye Zhen recovered from being almost cut in half. The whole process took less than ten seconds. Even the blood flowed back. It was simply incredible.

"call--"

"It turns out he's not that easy to kill. Looks like we have to try again."

Fang Shiming's face was somewhat calm, as if he had guessed that Ye Zhen would divert the damage again.

"If you can survive after cutting off your brain this time, I will accept it."

He took a deep breath and took out another photo of Ye Zhen from the drawer.

There are a lot of photos in the drawer, a thick stack. I can vaguely see that the person in the photo below seems to be Li Jun.

Ye Zhen, who had come back from the dead, was breathing heavily. He could indeed divert attacks and death, but the pain brought by death could not be diverted and he still had to bear it himself.

Before he could recover, a strong sense of crisis emerged again.

This time, the crack appeared on Ye Zhen's head. A crack appeared just above his eyebrow. The crack quickly spread to the entire forehead, completely tearing Ye Zhen's head apart.

Fang Shiming's hands were shaking violently. He used the ghost scissors twice in a short period of time. The supernatural phenomena were getting closer and closer to him. Even the dead head had opened its eyes and was staring at him.

"You can't use the ghost scissors anymore, or you will be cursed."

Fang Shiming had already made plans to take back the ghost scissors, but Ye Zhen was still not dead. He stretched out his hand, paused for a moment, and then retracted it.

He looked up and found that Awu had fallen to the ground, covered with bruises. His whole body was as if he had been cut by countless sharp blades, with scars all over and his skin and flesh turned inside out.

The ghost on his back was still lingering, and Awu had no choice but to endure the pressure and take out his mobile phone. Then he suddenly turned into a stream of light and entered the mobile phone screen, and the ghost lost its target.

The howling evil wind weakened a bit, and the ashes that Fang Shiming had thrown out before had also been consumed, which meant that the ghost wind could no longer suppress Ye Zhen's ghost den.

As the person involved, Ye Zhen naturally noticed this change. His ghost den unfolded again, and this time there was a reversal, and Ye Zhen's ghost den gained the upper hand.

For a moment, everyone in the circle of friends, including Fang Shiming, felt the earth shaking, as if the entire building was shaking and trembling violently, and would collapse in the next second.

But this is not the end. Seeing A Wu injured, Ye Zhen became angry. He had been restrained before, but now he completely exploded.

"As the Emperor of Heaven, I shall suppress all enemies in the world!"

Ye Zhen's voice was loud and clear, like a god descending from heaven.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Zhiqiang, Jiang Shangbai, Xie Lin and Zhang Jian felt a heart-wrenching pain and fell to the ground with broken bones and blood. Even Fang Shiming was half-crouching on the ground with his facial features twisted and deformed in pain, as if an invisible giant hand was suppressing them forcefully.

Not only that, they struggled to stand up, but found that they could not do it at all. It was as if a ghost was pressing down on everyone.

"Don't struggle. I have changed the gravity in the ghost cave. You can't get up."

Ye Zhen stood in mid-air. He used the ghost den to move everyone's position. This was no longer the office of Ping An Building, but an abandoned square in the suburbs of Dajing City.

"What a lunatic."

Fang Shiming could no longer conceal his fear, and his voice became a little hoarse.

Looking at the subordinates around him, Ye Zhen had caused them serious injuries with just one attack. Although Gao Zhiqiang could use his ability as a deceiving ghost to recover from his injuries, everything would be meaningless as long as Ye Zhen was still alive.

“We have to fight hard.”

Fang Shiming took out the remaining ashes from his pocket and scattered them all into the air. The cold wind started to blow again, whistling, wailing, and the smell of blood was everywhere. The ghost den belonging to Fang Shiming regained the upper hand, and Ye Zhen also showed an unprecedented solemn expression.

"laugh--!"

It was the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.

Under Ye Zhen's gaze, Fang Shiming actually inserted the ghost scissors straight into his chest. The strange thing was that no blood flowed out of the wound, but instead some rotten and blackened flesh was exposed.

Fang Shiming certainly didn't want to commit suicide. The addition of the ghost scissors gave the raging ghost wind new characteristics. The gusts of wind were like sharp blades. Ye Zhen looked like he had been tortured to death, with cuts all over his body.

Not only that, some pieces of flesh suddenly appeared in the raging wind. Those pieces of flesh had already rotted and turned black, and looked somewhat similar to the flesh and blood on Fang Shiming's body.

Ye Zhen's eyes were vague, and after a few seconds he was able to confirm that it was the flesh and blood of Fang Shiming, but he had torn it off by himself and thrown it into the ghost den.

These pieces of flesh were blown everywhere, and some even stuck to Ye Zhen's exposed skin. These blackened rotten flesh seemed to have life, and gradually invaded Ye Zhen's body along the wounds torn open by the ghost wind.

Cold, soft, with a kind of numbness and pain as if being stung by a bee's micro-needle, this is what Ye Zhen feels at the moment. It seems that those things stuck to his skin are not flesh and blood, but a bunch of unspeakable bugs trying to drill into his body through the wound.

Wherever the dead flesh touches, the normal flesh and blood will gradually shrink and become necrotic, and then quickly rot and even fall off.

Ye Zhen only felt that an extremely cold breath was rapidly invading his body, and even the control over his body was gradually being taken away.

"Xiao Fang, you really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. Unfortunately, if this is all you can do today, you will never be able to defeat me."

Ye Zhen pointed to the sky and regained his previous arrogance.

As he finished speaking, Ye Zhen once again appeared in front of Fang Shiming in a strange way, then raised his hand and punched him.

Fang Shiming was injured and unable to dodge, and was eventually hit on the shoulder by a fist.

That tremendous force was not something a normal person could possess. Fang Shiming's shoulder was instantly broken and at the same time, his whole body fell out as if he had been hit hard by a speeding car.

The raging cold wind paused for a few seconds at this moment, and only started to howl again when Fang Shiming stood up again.

"He's still in such good shape?!"

"That ghost can not only transfer the damage received, but can even transfer irreversible situations such as the resurrection of evil spirits."

Fang Shiming's eyes were filled with viciousness, but he was unable to lash out. The ghost wind in his body had begun to become violently agitated, and the ghost scissors inserted into his chest were like an ordinary meat grinder, strangling every piece of flesh in his body at a very fast speed. That kind of pain was simply not something that ordinary people could endure.

From the time they made the move until now, both he and Ye Zhen had been using their abilities non-stop, but Ye Zhen was still full of energy and always maintained a perfect peak state.

Looking at myself, not only is the place devastated, but the excessive use of the evil spirit's abilities has caused the evil spirit to revive extremely violently. If I continue like this, I will definitely die here because of the resurrection of the evil spirit.

"Jiang Shangbai, Xie Lin, can you continue?"

Fang Shiming looked around. With the help of Gao Zhiqiang and the cheating ghost, the injuries of Jiang Shangbai and others had recovered, and even the resurrection of the evil ghost had been alleviated to a certain extent.

"No problem, Mr. Fang."

Jiang Shangbai responded, and Xie Lin and Zhang Jian nodded to indicate that they could continue.

"Then let's fight again."

Fang Shiming gritted his teeth and made a decision immediately.

The ghost in the body is restless, but it is still some distance away from full recovery. I still have the capital to fight on. If I can really kill Ye Zhen, then everything will be worth it. I can even control his ghost.

A ghost that can transfer damage, replace death, and is not afraid of resurrection. If placed in the supernatural circle, it would be an existence that everyone would fight for at all costs.

Now, the ghost is right in front of him, but someone has got there first.

"Do it."

Xie Lin's dead eyes focused on Ye Zhen again. Ye Zhen, who was originally standing in mid-air, once again felt the feeling of being restrained by the evil spirit. It was like a cancer attached to the bone, invading his body bit by bit, and even the ghost in his body was gradually suppressed.

Zhang Jian wrote Ye Zhen's name on the wooden sign again, but this time he didn't dare to behead him again. The result of the scapegoat just now had told him that Ye Zhen could completely transfer the attack to himself. He could bear it, but it didn't mean he could. The fatal attack would be fatal to anyone.

The supernatural shackles restricted Ye Zhen's limbs, Xie Lin's ghost pupils suppressed Ye Zhen's supernatural powers, Jiang Shangbai once again opened the ghost den to limit Ye Zhen's range of activities, and everyone seemed to be paving the way for Fang Shiming to take action.

Jiang Shangbai stepped on Ye Zhen little by little, waiting for an opportunity to kick him.

"die!"

Fang Shiming appeared in front of Ye Zhen in an instant with a cruel expression. At this moment, the muscles on his two arms had already dissolved and rotted, but despite this, his two arms could still move normally.

The rotten and blackened ghost flesh seemed to be guided by something and all attached to Ye Zhen's body, while Fang Shiming's body was rapidly decaying and weathering. Pieces of ghost flesh were peeled off and then all attached to the surface of Ye Zhen's body.

"Boss Fang is really trying his best."

Jiang Shangbai was observing from the side. Even though he was a veteran in the circle of friends, he had never seen Fang Shiming use such means.

"Jiang Shangbai's kick has a force of 100,000 pounds."

Gao Zhiqiang was in hell, and the ghost's supernatural power was activated. In many cases, physical attacks are not fatal to ghost riders, but it does not mean that they are useless.

Ye Zhen was wrapped in countless pieces of flesh, with only a small area of ​​his body exposed to the air.

"call--!"

Jiang Shangbai took a deep breath, raised one foot, revealing a dark blue sole, and then kicked Ye Zhen's knee hard, which was one of the few places not covered by ghost flesh.

In an instant, Ye Zhen's entire right leg was crushed, the bones turned into powder, and the flesh and blood along with the leg bones were stuck to the ground. If you didn't know, you would think it was simulated graffiti.

"Go to hell, Ye Zhen. Your ghost belongs to me."

Fang Shiming, whose whole body had turned into pieces of ghost flesh attached to Ye Zhen, was not dead. His voice echoed in Ye Zhen's ears like a ghost, but Ye Zhen did not respond because his face was also covered.

The invasion of the ghost meat went smoothly. Ye Zhen had not moved for a full ten seconds. Fang Shiming's last resort seemed to have worked.

The next moment, Jiang Shangbai, Gao Zhiqiang, Xie Lin and Zhang Jian all fell down suddenly. There was no warning, and it happened silently.

Everyone's body was covered with wounds of varying sizes. The originally healthy skin and flesh were necrotizing and rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some strange substance was drilling out of their bodies, as if something had taken over their bodies.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Fang Shiming was completely dumbfounded. Countless pieces of flesh condensed together. At this moment, he no longer had the madness of a desperate gamble he had just made. All he had was an indescribable astonishment mixed with despair.

He wanted to curse, but there seemed to be a thorn stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a word.

This is still the ability of the ghost, but this time Ye Zhen transferred all the damage he suffered to Jiang Shangbai and the others. Ye Zhen could do this from the beginning, but for some reason, he did not do so.

"No, Zhang Jian's scapegoat."

Fang Shiming's pupils suddenly contracted as he remembered the scene when he just started the fight.

"Wait, Ye Zhen, this matter is not over yet."

Dignity and status told Fang Shiming that even if the outcome was clear, he could never say the word "surrender", even if that was the truth.

"Wait, this isn't over yet."

Fang Shiming, who had re-condensed his body, left a cruel word, then forcibly maintained the ghost den and took Jiang Shangbai and others away, leaving Ye Zhen alone in the wind.

"Alas, being invincible is also a kind of loneliness."

Ye Zhen sighed slightly, then disappeared from the spot.

On the top floor of Ping An Building, Fang Shiming, who had fled back with his subordinates, almost scared Mr. Fei to death.

There was no other reason. Although the restlessness brought by the resurrection of the evil spirit was short-lived, Fang Shiming had been tortured beyond recognition. His pair of bloodshot eyes looked particularly huge, his originally healthy body became skinny and shriveled, and his whole body exuded a dangerous and hideous aura.

President Fei looked away with difficulty, only to find that Jiang Shangbai and the others were in even worse condition. All four of them had lost consciousness and were lying on the ground like four dead dogs.

Fang Shiming was breathing heavily. He stretched out a hand and grabbed Gao Zhiqiang's "corpse". The hand seemed to be from a mummy. The dark brown skin was tightly attached to the bones, and all the flesh and blood had disappeared. It looked particularly creepy.

The flesh and blood on his palm squirmed and invaded Gao Zhiqiang's body bit by bit. Fang Shiming used the ghost flesh to forcibly take over the deceiving ghost, and used the deceiving ghost's supernatural power to temporarily alleviate the restlessness of his own evil ghost's revival, and then let Jiang Shangbai and the others wake up again.

"Mr. Fang..."

Jiang Shangbai lowered his head and dared not speak.

Fang Shiming didn't say anything, but just stared at the phone on the table. In his current state, it was impossible for him to continue to show up in public to manage the company. He thought of the "clone" that Wang Chaling mentioned when he talked to him before.

"Could it be that Wang Chaling and Ye Zhen have teamed up to get rid of me?!"

A very dangerous idea suddenly appeared in Fang Shiming's mind, but he quickly rejected it.

"It's unlikely. A proud guy like Wang Chaling would never cooperate with someone like Ye Zhen, who has a middle school syndrome. Moreover, I have no grudges against either of them. Add to that Ye Zhen's arrogant and unruly personality, and the possibility of them joining forces to plot is almost non-existent."

Fang Shiming took the elevator all the way to the basement of Ping An Building, where several safe houses were built. However, the number of people in the entire Ping An Group who knew this information would not exceed a handful.

He used his identity to open the door of one of the safe houses, where a number of gold containers of various sizes were neatly placed. The containers contained supernatural items collected by his friends.

"Bam—!"

The heavy door closed.

"Du~du——"

That was the sound of a phone dialing.

"Mr. Fang, what can I do for you?"

Wang Chaling's voice came from the other end of the phone. Unlike last time, his tone this time seemed a little light, and it can be inferred that he is in a good mood.

"You promised me a clone, now you can fulfill it."

Fang Shiming said in a dry and hoarse voice, and even he was scared by his own voice.

He raised his head and looked at a mirror. The person in the mirror was skinny and looked like a dried corpse that had been hung out to dry for a long time with all the moisture evaporated. His eyes were bloodshot and his eye sockets looked particularly swollen, revealing an inexplicable creepy aura.

"Okay, I'll go to Dajing City tomorrow."

Wang Chaling agreed readily, and was completely different from the person who refused to cooperate with Fang Shiming before.

The next day, Ping An Building welcomed another guest. He was wearing a casual suit, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a smile on his face, a gentle temperament, a handsome face, and a scholarly air all over his body. If someone didn't know the situation, they might never have imagined that such a handsome man would be the heir of a supernatural family and a ghost rider.

"Captain Wang, this way please."

The person in charge of the reception was Jiang Shangbai. His injuries had basically recovered, and the restlessness of the revived evil spirit was not too severe, so he temporarily took over the company's work.

After what happened yesterday, Jiang Shangbai seemed to be much more restrained and led Wang Chaling with a humble attitude.

The two took the elevator all the way to the top floor of Ping An Building, which was also Fang Shiming's private office.

"Boss Fang, Captain Wang has arrived."

Jiang Shangbai knocked on the door and said.

"come in."

A dull sound came from the room.

"Captain Wang, please come in. I still have some company affairs to deal with."

Wang Chaling nodded indifferently, then pushed the door and walked in alone.

"I don't have much time, Captain Wang, please hurry up."

Fang Shiming, who looked like a corpse, tried to speak in a calm tone. Under normal circumstances, he would never call Wang Chaling "Captain Wang", but this was a different time. In his current state, he had lost the capital to communicate with the other party on an equal footing.

"no problem."

There was a hint of amusement in Wang Chaling's eyes. Seeing Fang Shiming's state, he could probably guess what had happened between the president and Ye Zhen. However, he hid this little emotion very well and was not noticed by Fang Shiming.

“Give me a picture of you.”

Wang Chaling said.

Fang Shiming didn't say anything, but silently took out a photo of himself from the drawer. The photo was taken not long ago when the company cut the ribbon after a project was successfully launched. It was not that long ago.

Wang Chaling took the photo and then took out a family photo from his inside pocket.

It was a black-and-white family portrait, with an old Republican-era house in the background, and two slightly hunched old men and women, who were Wang Chaling's grandparents. In front of the two old people was a middle-aged couple, who were probably only in their thirties, who were Wang Chaling's parents. The person standing in the front was Wang Chaling, and he was the only one in color in the entire photo.

Fang Shiming stared at Wang Chaling. He owned and used the Ghost Scissors and knew that photos could be used as a medium to launch attacks. He was afraid that Wang Chaling would attack him as well, so he appeared to be very defensive and alert.

But he did misunderstand, Wang Chaling had no intention of attacking him.

I saw that part of the color belonging to Wang Chaling in the family portrait was flowing into Fang Shiming's photo in a strange way, and Fang Shiming in the photo gradually underwent some changes, the most obvious of which were his expression and facial features.

The person in the photo became more and more vivid, and some doubt began to appear in his eyes. As the colors continued to penetrate, Fang Shiming in the photo showed an expression of surprise, and his eyes fell on Wang Chaling through the photo paper.

The next moment, Fang Shiming in the photo suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. The hand was so powerful that it lifted him up.

Then, he felt a moment of trance before his eyes, and when he came to his senses, he found himself standing in the office, with Wang Chaling and another self standing beside him.

"This clone is an isolated existence. It cannot be killed by ordinary spiritual forces, and it will not be easily affected by other ghosts. There is no connection between me and this clone, so you can rest assured."

Wang Chaling left the office, leaving only the two Fang Shimings discussing something together.

(End of this chapter)