Chapter 180

A network of cracks opened directly on the ground.

It alarmed several luxury cars under Lou Wangdong.

Inside the luxury car, a young man wearing sunglasses sat.

His expression was unruly, and his eyebrows were full of perversity.

As if he realized something, he stuck his head out of the car and looked at the cracked spot on the ground.

Frowning.

Yan Qingtong's breath was stagnant, and he lowered his voice and exclaimed: "Ye Tian, ​​the top ten genius ghost master of the Imperial Capital Ghost Controllers Club!"

She thought she and Jiang Yan had been discovered.

But~~

Ye Tian stared for a long time, pondered for a moment, and the solemn expression between his brows became more intense: "Something's wrong."

"The crack marks on the ground are not natural at all."

"In the end...who is here."

Yan Qingtong was shocked.

There was such a big movement, and he and Jiang Yan were clearly standing there, and Ye Tian, ​​the divine ghost master, couldn't even see it! ?

Ye Tian is not a nobody either.

In the international ranking of gods, he ranks 455! Looking at the entire imperial capital, they are all top-notch ghost masters.

Just think of this.

She subconsciously looked at Jiang Yan.

Combined with the last time Jiang Yan controlled the black fire in the prison, he calmed down the violent behavior of the old lady in shroud of the four-star ghost king.

Yan Qingtong, who was as smart as ice and snow, understood something.

Those so-called...

Now that I think about it, True Lord Yu Lei, codenamed God, is not a member of Jiang Yan’s sect at all, but himself! ! !

Jiang Yan smiled casually.

He led her directly past Ye Tian.

When you pass by by mistake.

Yan Qingtong was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

The distance between her and Ye Tian is less than half a meter!

The other party was so stunned that he didn’t notice it!

Ye Tian hesitated for a while and then made a call directly.

"Hey, bring someone here. Well, call all the spare top combat forces. I've met an absolute master here. I don't know why he's here."

Jiang Yan ignored him.

With Yan Qingtong, he entered the large flat floor on the tenth floor.

Open the door and enter directly.

There were about thirty people on the flat floor, but there was no reaction at all.

Only the makeup artist was curious and walked over and closed the door again: "That's weird, wasn't the door closed just now?"

[Transformation] Deng Qing, the director of the program team, was hiding in the room with Cheng Wan, chatting alone.

Deng Qing: "Boss Cheng, let's make an agreement. In two days, we will bring that poor boy over."

"'You remember, you must treat him well and praise him as high as possible. Only then will the mental gap be big enough when you go back."

"Coupled with Yufen's criticism of his degenerate behavior on the show, that poor boy may very well become the second yellow calf."

Cheng Wan laughed and lowered his voice: "Director Deng, the effect of Huang Xiaoniu was really good. Since his death, my career has been going smoothly. In a few years, my net worth has doubled several times. This time I rely on you to hit the rich." It’s in the top ten.”

Deng Qing shook hands with him awkwardly: "I will, I guarantee your satisfaction."

Cheng Wan hesitated again and said: "However, there is another problem. Times have changed now. Everywhere in Kyushu, there are evil ghosts who endanger dozens or millions of people. Huang Xiaoniu will not..."

There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Deng Qing patted him on the shoulder and laughed: "Don't worry about this, Boss Cheng. Over the years, we have relied on the blood transfusion investments of the rich."

"The strength of our Imperial City Ghost Controllers Club has increased by more than ten times in the past few years, attracting a large number of masters. It is no exaggeration to say that apart from the official special team, there is no other organization in the country that has so many masters."

"Don't say it's Huang Xiaoniu. Even if the ghost king really comes to the head, we still have enough power to solve it."

Cheng Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

He also heard about the Imperial Capital Ghost Controllers Club.

This group of people has been accumulating strength and preparing to overthrow the existence of the special task force.

Unlike the special team that works hard to suppress the supernatural Jedi, the Imperial City Ghost Controllers Club is full of free and evil evil ghost masters. They are strong and have no responsibilities. They only need to spend a lot of money to improve their strength.

To a certain extent, the power they can use at any time is no less powerful than a special task force with heavy responsibilities.

"Hahaha," Cheng Wan said with satisfaction, "I feel relieved now."

Yan Qingtong gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Huang Xiaoniu... it's not an accident!! Did they do it on purpose?!"

Jiang Yan nodded indifferently: "You deserve to die."

About half an hour later.

They're done plotting.

When preparing to leave.

All the lights on the flat floor suddenly (very well) snapped and went out.

From all directions, the dark wind swept through the entire mansion like an intrusive river.

A barefooted figure of a seven or eight-year-old boy in ragged clothes appeared near the dining table.

That is……

When he was alive, he was in his rich dad's house, which was one of his happiest and favorite places.

"Haha, you really hit the mark with Boss Cheng." Deng Qing didn't panic at all.

Bang~~

The door was kicked open.

Filed in.

It is the top combat force of the Ghost Controller Club, headed by Ye Tian, ​​with seven powerful Ghost Controllers.

Jiang Yan gave a rough sweep.

Ye Tian controlled the four-star peak ghost king and was the strongest.

Others, at least, have mastered the strength of a two-star peak ghost king.

A whole seven! !

"Little brat." Ye Tian held a cigarette in his mouth, his face full of cruelty, "I'll let you die again today."

The seven people behind him also showed a cruel smile.

Only after watching this scene.

The smile on Jiang Yan's mouth gradually became indifferent.

No wonder... Jiuzhou had such a hard time dealing with the disaster in Nancheng Pengcheng.

It turned out that there was such an organization that joined forces with capitalists and absorbed most of the masters.

When the ghost disaster was coming and millions of people in Jiuzhou were sinking, this group of people sat back and watched.

Only the special dispatch team not only shouldered the responsibility of suppressing the supernatural Jedi, but also had to draw limited combat power to fight the ghost disaster.

"System. I choose third." Jiang Yan said to the system lightly, "Huang Xiaoniu's revenge today is set, and no one can stop it."

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When Jiang Yan made his choice. .

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Jiang Yan immediately chose to retrieve.

After choosing to learn.