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Chapter 32 The Horrible Starving Ghost (33, please collect it, please vote for recommendation!)

listen carefully,

Gasps, shouts, shouts of death... gathered into the background of this phone call.

"What the hell?"

Zhou Jue couldn't help but ask: "Yang Jian, what's going on? Please speak clearly..."

[Beep beep beep...]

"not good!"

Zhou Jue's heart trembled and he became inexplicably uneasy. However, he calmed down again when he thought of merging the Black Emperor Card and evolving into a complete starving ghost.

Immediately, he dialed Zhao Jianguo's number again and said straight to the point: "Old Zhao, hurry up and help me locate this phone. The number is 133********!"

"..."

Liu Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Jianguo.

"In such a hurry, could it be that there is another supernatural incident?"

Zhao Jianguo trembled and responded hurriedly: "Wait a moment, I will help you locate it right away."

After saying that, he turned on the computer,

Start the Sky Eye patrol positioning system,

Enter the mobile phone number Zhou Jue said.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, Yang Jian's location appeared on the map of Dachang City.

Zhao Jianguo enlarged the map and replied: "The person is in the middle of Wanxin Road, near Haitian Building."

"Thanks."

Zhou Jue was very curious, what happened to Yang Jian, why did he let him run away for no reason?

The next second, he was about to teleport towards Wanxin Road when he slapped his head and said, "Fuck, where is Wanxin Road?"

After cursing, he hurriedly opened the navigation on his mobile phone, followed the navigation's guidance, opened the ghost realm, and teleported towards Yang Jian.

Chen Dao: "..."

Wang Dong: "..."

Wanxin Road, Haitian Building.

"Fuck, these crazy dogs are catching up with us again."

Yang Jian glanced back and saw a group of vicious men who looked exactly like the men in black in the movie, wearing black suits and black sunglasses, and exuding a strong evil spirit, chasing after him again.

The long-haired man in the lead met Yang Jian's gaze and opened his mouth, "Boy, stop struggling, it's useless. I'm going to fix the ghost eyes on you. Stop now, I promise to let you die." Be more comfortable..."

"I'll stop your mother*****"

Yang Jian couldn't help but curse.

Due to multiple use of ghost eyes. At this time, Ghost Eye is already on the verge of recovery. At the same time, due to the continuous erosion of the power of the ghost and the long period of running, Yang Jian was exhausted at this moment.

At this moment, facing the mysterious organization that was chasing after him, and under internal and external difficulties, Yang Jian regretted it endlessly. Curiosity really killed the cat!

It's all because he couldn't hold it back for a moment and insisted on visiting Xiaoqiang's club at night. Now it's okay and he directly took himself in.

If he could do it over again, he would never be so reckless and come to investigate without knowing the background of Xiaoqiang Club.

Of course, this time he was not without gains. Unexpectedly, in just five days, Zhou Jue actually attracted the black and white ghost control forces to dispatch one after another.

The group of men in black behind him was one of the main forces leading the operation to kill Zhou Jue.

"Can't you bear it?"

The long-haired man had been closely observing Yang Jian's movements. Seeing Yang Jian's speed getting slower and slower, he encouraged loudly: "Brothers, work harder. This kid is at the end of his strength. As long as this kid is killed, I promise to reward one person." Five hundred million."

"Boss, just watch it!"

When everyone heard this, everyone felt as if they had been given blood, and their eyes burst out with blazing firelights. They all sped up their pace, doubling their speed.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, Yang Jian's lungs were like an old and broken bellows, huffing and puffing, and making a harsh hissing sound with every breath; his eyelids began to fight unsatisfactorily, and the images in front of him began to become blurry; at the same time, a pair of feet Has completely lost consciousness.

"I really don't want to die! No, even if I die, I can't let these people get ghost eyes!"

At the critical moment, a fierce force came up. Yang Jian suddenly stopped and opened his mouth to bite off the last ghost eye on his arm.

"No, this kid is going to fight hard!"

When the long-haired man saw this, his face darkened, and he decisively opened the ghost realm and enveloped Yang Jian. At the same time, he pulled out a strange stick that was as black as ink, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, about two meters long and about four centimeters in diameter. The specific material was unknown.

The next second, a gray light and shadow flashed away, and the long-haired man instantly appeared behind Yang Jian, swung the stick and hit Yang Jian hard on the back of the head.

"No……"

Yang Jian felt the dark wind blowing behind his head and had no energy to avoid it. At this moment, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and his chest seemed to be pressed by a huge stone weighing 10,000 kilograms, making him unable to breathe.

Snapped!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

The black stick in the long-haired man's hand could no longer fall.

At this moment, the black stick was less than one centimeter away from Yang Jian's head.

"You...you are Zhou Jue!"

The long-haired man was stunned for five seconds and said with a look of astonishment.

"you know me?"

Zhou Jue was also stunned.

"No, what is recorded in the file is wrong! They are also B-level ghosts. How can your ghost suppress my ghost? Tell me, what level is your ghost?"

The long-haired man looked like he was crazy.

"Idiot!"

Zhou Jue curled his lips, swung it hard, and grabbed the black stick directly.

At this time, the long-haired man had no defense at all. He was thrown away and hit the stone lion in front of the Haitian Building. He was not sure whether he was alive or dead.

"Dad, this is edible!"

The starving ghost stared at the black stick in Zhou Jue's hand and said impatiently.

"This hungry bastard!"

Zhou Jue's temples throbbed and he said helplessly: "It's up to you."

"Thanks, Dad!"

After saying that, the starving ghost came out of Zhou Jue's body and directly stuffed the black stick into his mouth. It was very crisp and tender when chewed, just like chewing sugar cane. Zhou Jue was stunned for a moment. of.

puff!

The long-haired man spurted out blood.

He looked at Zhou Jue with a look of shock.

"You...you actually deprived me of my ghost. This...this is unreasonable..."

Before he finished speaking, he was already out of breath.

"Fuck, this is definitely not the B-level ghost recorded in the file! This **** is at least an A-level ghost!"

Not far away, when the group of mysterious people who were about to gather around saw this scene, they especially felt the aura of the starving ghost that made them tremble. The pupils in their eyes all shrank into pinholes, and they all swallowed saliva.

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted.

The group of people immediately dispersed.

"If you have murderous intentions towards your father, you deserve to die!"

The starving man stopped and asked, "Dad, can these 'food' be eaten?"

"MD, this is a scam!"

Zhou Jue's face froze when he saw the strange look Yang Jian cast, and he hurriedly said: "Don't ask me, I don't know you!"

"Understood."

The starving ghost's eyes flickered and he swallowed the remaining half of the black stick in one gulp.

The figure flashed and appeared in front of the mysterious man who ran the furthest away. He opened his mouth and a huge black hole with a diameter of three meters appeared out of thin air. Without waiting for the other party to react, he swallowed the man in one gulp.

Next, it was all about crushing time. None of the mysterious people who had chased Yang Jian to the sky and into the earth could resist even for a second in front of the starving ghost. They were all killed and devoured in an instant.

Gudong.

Yang Jian swallowed his saliva and looked at Zhou Jue, "Old Zhou, what level are you a ghost at?"

"What level."

Zhou Jue rolled his eyes and sighed: "To be honest, I don't know, but I think it won't be weaker than S-level."

Yang Jian: "..."

Chen Dao: "..."