Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 561: Control behind the scenes?

Dajing City, Ping An Building, this is the headquarters of the circle of friends.

The sudden closure of the city by the ghosts caught everyone off guard, and panic ensued.

On the top floor of Ping An Building, President Fang Shiming gathered all the ghost riders in Dajing City with his circle of friends.

"Starving ghosts, ghost coffins, and ghost paintings, three S-level incidents. No one can survive unless they fight hard."

Fang Shiming was wearing a casual suit, and his face no longer had the usual lazy and relaxed expression, replaced by solemnity and melancholy.

"Boss Fang, I've contacted Jiang Shangbai. He's not dead yet. According to him, Mr. Cao from the headquarters separated the top ghost riders who attended the meeting. He and Paper Man Liu San are in the same team. The old guy seems to want them to lead the team to deal with the ghost paintings."

Liu Dong, a senior executive of Ping An Group, said.

"Jiang Shangbai dealt with the ghost paintings? That old guy really knows how to choose people. Ping An Building is surrounded by three ghost dens. This is a good thing in the short term, but if the people at the headquarters can't hold on, then this building will eventually become an isolated island, and we will be trapped here to death."

Fang Shi Ming Dao.

"Gui Hua is in the north of the city. If that's the case, then let's go to the north of the city. After all, Jiang Shangbai is a captain recommended by friends. We can't just give up like that. Go support him, and then find a chance to leave directly. Let the headquarters clean up this mess."

After pondering for a moment, Fang Shiming made a decision. The battle between him and Ye Zhen not long ago had exhausted his physical condition, resulting in him having no capital to fight desperately now. Since Mr. Cao dared to disperse his men at this time, maybe he had the ability to provide a backup.

"understand!"

In the west of the city, the bloody handprint spread rapidly like a virus. At this moment, the group of ghosts have invaded the center of the city. If they go further, they will enter the range of the starving ghosts.

"There are too many ghosts."

Accompanied by a burst of thick smoke drifting over, several ghost riders led by Cao Yang and Li Leping appeared near the ghost group. The west of the city was one of the few areas that was not covered by the ghost den, so Li Leping's ghost den could still be deployed.

"Let's attack together. This way, the risk can be minimized and no one will be over-exerted."

Cao Yang was wrapped in a layer of gray cotton wool, which made him look like he was wearing a very worn quilt.

Guixu Caoyang, this is his code name at the headquarters.

"no problem."

The ghost rider behind him replied that Cao Yang and Li Leping were captains nominated by the headquarters, and naturally became their backbone at this time.

training base.

Wang Xiaoming looked thoughtfully at the still calm old man, as if nothing could cause him to become emotionally unstable.

"Mr. Cao, why don't you send Li Jun out as well? He is also a captain, so he is a great help anyway."

Cao Yanhua asked.

"I have my own arrangements."

In the east of the city, under the dark blue haze, a team of ghost riders led by Yang Jian were searching for the source of the starving ghosts. They cleared out a lot of ghost slaves along the way. However, the entire East City District had fallen, and their actions could only be regarded as paving the way for themselves.

"Brother Legs, how are you going to restrict the starving ghosts this time?"

Feng Quan, whose memory had been modified, had almost unconditional trust in Yang Jian. Even in such a dangerous situation, he still chose to act with Yang Jian.

"Let's take it one step at a time. The starving ghosts are not particularly scary. The real trouble is these ghost slaves. If we can't find the source ghost, even the top ghost rider will be exhausted to death here." Yang Jian's face remained gloomy. In fact, he was not very confident that he could deal with the starving ghosts again, but at this moment he had to take on the challenge.

"With so many of us joining forces, there should still be great hope of limiting a starving ghost. Yang Jian, I believe in you, and I will follow your command when the time comes."

Zhong Shan stepped forward and said that at times like this someone was needed to take up the responsibility, and in the current team, Yang Jian was the most suitable candidate.

"As long as you don't hesitate to use your abilities."

Yang Jian never made any promises. S-level evil ghosts cannot be solved by having enough ghost handlers. In the past, there were more ghost handlers in Dachang City than today, but in the end, only a few of them survived.

The crowd walked along the street towards the depths of the ghost den. Because the haze there was obviously thicker and heavier, Yang Jian, who had experience, could basically conclude that the source of the starving ghosts was there.

Dahai City, Pearl Building.

"Boss Ye, a supernatural event has occurred in Dajing City. Judging from the characteristics of the ghost, it should be a starving ghost. In addition, there are two other ghosts that have affected Dajing City. According to previous intelligence, one of the ghosts should be an S-level event codenamed Ghost Painting. The information about the last ghost is unknown."

The manager of the supernatural forum was reporting the situation in Dajing City to the administrator Ye Zhen, and Ye Zhen was listening with great interest as if he was listening to a story. Especially when he heard that Yang Jian and other ghost riders were trapped in the ghost den, he stood up excitedly.

"The desperate Dajing City needs a hero to save it, and that person is me. I, Ye Zhen, can solve the situation that Ghost Eye Yang Jian can't solve!"

After saying that, Ye Zhen instantly turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the room, leaving the manager standing there at a loss with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Ye Zhen, do you want to join this game too?"

Inside the training base, Cao Yang's mouth curled up slightly. The situation had always been under his control, and Ye Zhen's joining naturally could not escape his perception.

Wang Xiaoming was observing Mr. Cao silently, trying to discover some secrets from the old man's actions. He really wanted to know what made Mr. Cao so confident.

"In that case, I'll send you to the ghost painting."

Cao Yang waved his hand, and Ye Zhen, who had just arrived in Dajing City, felt a darkness before his eyes. When his vision recovered, he found himself in a gray world, and the sky was still shaking off strange paper ashes.

"Is this a ghost painting? I think it's nothing more than that. Watch me break it with one punch!"

Although he entered the world of ghost paintings, Ye Zhen's ghost den was not completely suppressed like Yang Jian's ghost eyes. His ghost den could still be deployed, but its range was limited.

The grand catastrophe welcomed its own challenger. Li Leping and Cao Yang from the west of the city joined forces, and with the cooperation of several ghost riders, those evil spirits stained with bloody handprints were being imprisoned at a considerable speed.

There were also many dangers during the period. A ghost rider seemed to have triggered the law of the blood handprint. When the fourth blood handprint was imprinted on his body, he died. His face was ashen and his eyes were empty. Under the fatal supernatural attack, even he could not resist it even though he rode two ghosts.

Around Cao Yang, dead gray flocs were flying everywhere. The flocs fell on the evil spirits like snowflakes, and soon wrapped the ghosts into a cocoon. The evil spirits were gradually suppressed and became silent...

In the thick smoke, Li Leping's figure was like a ghost. Just by approaching, a ghost froze in place as if it had been electrocuted, and was finally picked up by Li Leping.

In the north of the city, three groups of people entered the ghost painting world: the headquarters leaders headed by Liu San, the circle of friends headed by Fang Shiming, and the only one who was alone was Ye Zhen.

"Something is wrong. The archives record that the ghost painting's ghost den is extremely large, covering an entire city, but until now this ghost den is still only in the northern part of the city. Could it be that the starving ghosts and the ghost den of the coffin can compete with the ghost painting?"

Fang Shiming pondered in his mind, but he quickly rejected this idea.

He tried it when he walked out of Ping An Building. His ghost den could easily invade the ghost coffin and the ghost den of starving ghosts, but he could not invade the ghost den of ghost painting.

"Is there someone controlling everything behind the scenes?"

(End of this chapter)