The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

The mummy who manipulated the yellow sand was beaten to death by Hu Jiu.

He only had his last breath left, and finally escaped from the clutches.

The whole city was burning, and the fire showed no sign of extinguishing.

The mummy made a phone call to ask for support from his superiors.

At the same time, he carefully repeated his experience without missing anything.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden coldness jumped up his back.

Turning around, the face that made his heart tremble suddenly came into view.

"You..." Before he could say anything, the frost had completely frozen his body.

The phone fell to the ground, and an anxious question came from the microphone.

Hu Jiu glanced at the camera not far away that had not been burned by the ghost fire, and leisurely packed up the spoils and took them away.

After completing a small goal, it was time to find the second small goal.

At this time, Han Yang, who was remembered by Hu Jiu, was sitting at a round conference table, accusing himself of his experience.

"Hu Jiu is a lunatic!"

"All those supernatural events that broke out outside must have been done by him! Especially that fire!"

"He is chasing me now, from China all the way to America. It seems that he must kill me!"

At the conference table, in addition to Han Yang, there are three other people.

Sitting opposite him is a dark-skinned woman, wearing a black ankle-length dress, the hem of which moves without wind, like a dark cloud in the night sky. She wears a cloak of the same color on her shoulders, and the brim of her hat droops, covering most of her face.

"You are exaggerating a bit." The woman said softly.

"Witch, I am not exaggerating. I just missed one thing. The small garden has been destroyed by that guy!" Han Yang spoke very quickly, and even raised his tone a few points.

The woman called the witch slowly raised her head. Under the brim of her hat was an ordinary-looking face, only her eyes were deep and dark, flashing a dangerous light.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Han Yang's eyes were firm: "Let's join forces and kill him!"

"Hehe~" A blond man sitting on the right laughed.

"I think that the best choice for the organization to deal with such a strong man should be to recruit him to join the group, rather than confront him head-on."

"What did you say?" Han Yang's lips were pursed into a straight line, and the meaning of rejection was obvious.

Although there was nothing wrong with Hu Jiu's information, Han Yang still glimpsed some of Hu Jiu's extreme madness from the brief contact.

He didn't want to work with such a person in the same organization!

"I agree with Carlos' proposal." Sitting on the left side of the round table was a man in a suit, but he had no head, instead there was a Halloween pumpkin lantern.

Seeing that Pumpkinhead supported the blond man Carlos, Han Yang hurriedly said: "The mirror we need is in Hu Jiu's hands."

"I offered a very high price to trade with him before, but he not only refused, but also attacked me fiercely."

"This man looks easy to talk to, but he is actually crazy and poisonous. Recruiting him into the organization will definitely do more harm than good, and it is difficult to take advantage of him, and it is not easy to take away the magic mirror."

Han Yang exaggerated and slandered Hu Jiu. Some of his words were made up, but he probably didn't expect that some of his fabricated things unexpectedly matched Hu Jiu's true nature.

Pumpkinhead snorted disdainfully: "No matter how capable he is, believe it or not, as long as the leader says a word, he will have to surrender obediently?"

"Don't mention the leader casually!" The witch warned seriously. When she spoke, her shiny black skin seemed to exude a strange aura, which was chilling.

As soon as this was said, the other three people present were silent, especially Pumpkinhead, whose body shook unconsciously.

The leader of the Eternal Night Organization was too terrifying, and they dared not even think about it.

"Okay." The witch broke the silence, "Let's take Carlos's advice for now and try to contact him first..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped, stretched out her slender fingers, her nails were sharp as knives, flashing with sharp cold light, and suddenly grabbed in the direction behind Han Yang!

Han Yang was startled, and his body instinctively defended.

Puff--

The pumpkin head fell on the table inexplicably, motionless.

Han Yang was so scared that he jumped up directly, "He's dead!"

It was Hu Jiu chasing him!

Han Yang turned around and ran.

Crackling--

His limbs were frozen, and a white silk fell from the sky, hanging him directly in the air.

"Your Excellency might as well come out and meet, why hide in the dark and pretend to be a ghost?"

The witch crossed her fingers, spoke fluent Chinese, and invited loudly and confidently.

Hu Jiu did not show up, but his voice echoed in this space:

"There is nothing to talk about between us. I represent the Chinese Supernatural Headquarters."

"The Eternal Night Organization has stretched its hands too far. If it dares to make trouble in our country, it must be prepared to be severely hit by the headquarters!"

The witch said softly: "Really don't sit down and talk? What the Chinese headquarters can give you, the Eternal Night will only give you more."

"Don't rush to refuse. The Eternal Night does not require you to betray the country, nor does it require you to betray the headquarters. The management mechanism of the Eternal Night is free and loose. You can become a part of the Eternal Night without leaving the Chinese headquarters."

"The members of the Eternal Night come from all over the world, different nationalities, and different ethnicities. We just gather together because of like-minded ideals and strive to survive in this crisis-ridden world."

Her voice was very soft, with a hint of bewitching.

Hu Jiu didn't believe a word of it. When he was lying, he would say nice things and make big promises.

But... what to say and what to do are two different things.

Besides...

"I just killed that pumpkin head and hung Han Yang up. Instead of helping to avenge and saving people, you chatted with me.

"How can I believe your lies when you are so indifferent to the life and death of the organization members?"

The witch's face changed. Her bewitching didn't work at all?

The next second, the witch could no longer maintain her composure: "What did you do? What did you do!"

"Damn it! "She gritted her teeth and urged the spirit in her body to try to resist, but it was useless. She could only watch her body melt bit by bit like a candle being heated.

Hu Jiu finally showed up and kicked the blond man sitting on the right side of the round table.

The blond man who had been silent all the time was hit, and he was like a deflated ball, and he was deflated all of a sudden.

"You run so fast." Hu Jiu couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing this scene, the witch's eyes were bloodshot. She thought she was resourceful, but she didn't expect that Carlos with thick eyebrows and big eyes was the most treacherous!

"It's useless to run away." Hu Jiu stared at the fake skin left by the blond man, and through this skin, he cursed the real body viciously.

In the blink of an eye, Han Yang lost three companions, but he was still alive after being hung up.

He immediately realized that he might still have value and a chance to survive!

Sure enough, Hu Jiu put him down and asked directly: "When we were in the capital..."