The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

[All the evil spirits in the world come from the original. ]

——This kind of statement is just a hypothesis.

And it is a niche hypothesis.

Not many people believe it, and there is a serious lack of effective evidence to support it.

Rather than believing in the existence of God, it is better to believe that [ghost stories] are of supernatural origin.

If the leader of the Evernight Organization sincerely believes in this hypothesis and has made efforts for it, then Hu Jiu really doesn’t know what to say.

Hu Jiu himself has controlled an evil spirit that is close to "omnipotent". Inexplicably, he has a little covetousness for the leader of the Evernight~

All good things should be his own!

‘What is the member structure of the Evernight Organization? ’ Hu Jiu asked again.

Han Yang answered truthfully: ‘Except for the leader, everyone else is divided into levels according to S, A, B, C, and D. ’

‘Most of the D-level members are ordinary people, responsible for funding, maintaining the operation of the organization, and finding consumables. ’

‘Except for the D-level, all other levels are divided according to strength. I am A-level. ’

‘You can be an A-level person? ’ Hu Jiu seemed incredible.

Han Yang felt insulted and said: ‘Not everyone is like Mr. Hu. I am already the top one in the circle of ordinary ghost riders. ’

Hu Jiu did not provoke him to break his defense and asked for a list of members of the Evernight Organization.

Han Yang betrayed him smoothly without any hesitation.

He told Hu Jiu the members of the Evernight Organization he had met like a dish.

‘I have said everything I should say. Will you fulfill your promise and let me go? ’ Han Yang asked cautiously.

Hu Jiu waved his hand, indicating that he could get out.

Han Yang was overjoyed. Damn, I met an idiot today!

In this situation, there are actually ghost riders who will keep their promises!

Putting himself in Hu Jiu’s shoes, Han Yang felt that if he were Hu Jiu, he would definitely break his promise.

Since ancient times, even the terms written in black and white can be easily torn up, let alone verbal agreements?

"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond" is more common in movies and TV dramas. In reality, only students will unconditionally believe in this innocent and simple concept.

Han Yang was so moved that he swore in his heart that he would not bully others for 30 years... He was poor in middle age and was ashamed today. He would take revenge sooner or later!

With beautiful hopes for the future, Han Yang got up and ran away before Hu Jiu regretted it.

Hey~, why is it dark outside?

Is time passing so fast?

No matter what, Han Yang just ran for his life.

The bright moonlight illuminated the empty road.

The moonlight was getting brighter and brighter, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He looked up and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky, emitting a faint blue light, quiet and beautiful, without any flaws.

But who can tell him why?

Why are there so many moons in this sky? !

Moons appeared one after another in the sky, some silver, some purple, some yellow, some green...

Except for red, moons of all sizes were like eyes, looking down at ants from above.

Han Yang's spirit was strongly stimulated, and he went completely crazy in the blink of an eye.

His consciousness dissipated in the horrible nightmare.

In the reality outside the dream, Hu Jiu's face was full of regret: "I have already spared your life, why are you so useless, you were actually... scared to death~"

Han Yang said just now that the leader of the Evernight Organization could not be mentioned casually, so Hu Jiu dragged him into the dream.

The sudden and fleeting sleepiness was directly ignored by the nervous Han Yang.

In fact, promises are something that those who understand will understand, and the strong have the final right of interpretation.

As long as you can find a legitimate and appropriate reason, killing and arson can become justice for the heavens, so what does a mere broken promise count for?

Besides, no one else knows~

Quickly putting Han Yang, the witch and the pumpkin head into the golden body bag, Hu Jiu burned the small conference room in front of him.

——This small conference room is a supernatural space.

Compared with the small garden before, the small conference room is too small, and the traces of human beings are more obvious.

Perhaps there are ghost riders in the Eternal Night Organization who are good at opening up supernatural spaces?

After dealing with the things here, Hu Jiu thought about it and decided to continue chasing the blond man who escaped.

Since you want to pursue excitement, you should follow through to the end.

Anyway, the matter has become so big, why not just break the sky!

When he left, he looked back at the burning city, and it seemed that other local ghost riders had come to the rescue.

I don’t know how they will deal with this fire.

Probably many people will die?

Is it more than six figures?

The headquarters is really too inappropriate!

How can you drop ghost fire bombs in a densely populated city?

Hu Jiu shook his head and sighed, disappearing on the spot.

Carlos ran to Japan.

Han Yang seemed to be a Chinese, but he was hunted and fled to America;

Carlos seemed to be an American, he was hunted and fled to Japan.

It was a bit like diverting trouble to others.

Maybe they still have some bottom line in their hearts?

At this time, Carlos was in a small hotel.

When he was in the small meeting room, he quietly ran away as soon as he sensed danger.

The opponent was too strong, so running away was not bad.

Pumpkinhead was killed immediately upon first sight, and was killed silently. As both of them were A-level, how could Carlos dare to stay there and pretend?

Although he ran away in time, he was still cursed afterwards, causing him to shed another layer of skin, leaving the curse on that layer of skin.

Shedding skin - his unique ability.

Now he was quite relaxed, after all, the culprit was Han Yang, and the pursuers from the Chinese headquarters should not have chased here on purpose...right?

He retracted this naive idea.

"There is an old saying in China that people who scare others will scare them to death. Are you Mr. Hu? Don't appear in this way next time."

On the glass window, his reflection suddenly turned into the image of someone else. Fortunately, Carlos was knowledgeable and courageous, and now he still had the mind to tease.

Hu Jiu was speechless: "Your mentality is quite good."

"Thanks for the compliment." Carlos smiled, with a bright smile on his face.

This time he couldn't escape. The space around him was blocked. No matter how many times he shed his skin, his body couldn't escape.

"Before you die, can you answer a question for me?" Carlos asked very sincerely.

He was responded by a cluster of burning ghost fire.

"Go to hell with your doubts!"

After burning the blond man to death, Hu Jiu, in line with the traditional virtue of "since you are here", turned into the blond man in a second.

"In the name of eternal night, cleanse this country..."