Chapter 451 Malice
“Beep…”
A dull and hoarse horn sounded.
The supernatural bus was like a roar, and its speed suddenly increased a lot. The distance in reality seemed to be rewritten by the supernatural at this moment, and the nearby scenery was quickly disappearing and changing.
Liang Xingyang stared forward, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and his whole body exuded a faint silver light. With all his strength, he took complete control of this strange bus.
In order to facilitate sensing the location of the ghost mirror, he forced the two car doors open.
The strong wind outside the car kept pouring into the car, whistling and making people's faces hurt.
Wang Chaling couldn't help but stand up and looked at Liang Xingyang's operations with wide eyes and some shock. He could tell that his position was changing at an incredible speed.
What is even more incredible is that the bus is using the supernatural places of the two places as a springboard, breaking the boundaries of reality and passing by. It only takes two seconds to cross the two cities, and the speed is faster than the transfer of ghosts.
About ten seconds.
Big sea city.
The silver light dimmed, the bus gradually slowed down, and there were other vehicles passing by on the city road.
Soon, the bus stopped in front of a building.
Liang Xingyang stared at the signboard of the building and said thoughtfully: "The Pearl Building is Ye Zhen's territory, and there is a ghost mirror here."
"This is by no means a coincidence, it should be the arrangement of the ghost. Countless Ghost mirrors are scattered all over the place. Do the ghosts want to use other people’s hands to get rid of me, or do they want to use my hands to get rid of them? I just don’t know which ghost is trapped in this ghost mirror?”
Wang Chaling asked nervously: "Do you want to take action?"
He has not found the first and second generations yet. Although relying on the curse to communicate with each other, the first and second generations of the Wang family are instinctively coming towards him with ghosts. But it takes time.
"If you run into Ye Zhen, just deal with it."
Liang Xingyang finished speaking with a cold expression, started the supernatural bus again, the two headlights lit up, and it sank directly into the building, along the He drove straight upstairs along the wall.
In reality, building construction cannot affect the running direction of buses at all.
"Who?"
On the top floor of the building, Awu was holding a mirror and discussing something with Ye Zhen on the other end of the phone. Suddenly, his whole body felt creepy and his spine ran cold.
The next moment.
"Beep..."
A rapid and weird horn sound suddenly sounded, and two glowing car lights came from under the floor and enveloped him.
"Boss, save me!"
Awu quickly turned on the ghost, and then he was horrified to find that the ghost couldn't be used, and his whole body was stiff and unable to move. He could only watch the oncoming bus.
“Bang.”
He encountered the most horrific car accident and was knocked to the ceiling. Only a human silhouette was left on the wall. He didn’t know where he flew.
“A straw hat.”
Liang Xingyang used a ghost to catch the ghost mirror. He stared at the reflection in the mirror with his bright silver eyes, and his heart sank instantly.
Soon he realized that he had lost so many ghost mirrors. If he searched for them one by one, it would take several days to find them all.
Suddenly.
“Awu!”
A loud shout sounded like thunder above his head.
The next moment.
“Bang!”
With a loud and earth-shaking sound, the roof of the building quickly cracked and collapsed. A large number of stones and decoration debris buried the supernatural bus underneath.
High above the building, Ye Zhen rushed over and grabbed A Wu's limp and lifeless body, his eyes instantly turned red.
Then he punched out with anger and murderous intent, destroying the entire top floor of the building. Even the walls were cracked inch by inch, extending from the top.
"Get out!" Ye Zhen put Awu's body into the depths of the ghost, roared, and went straight to the ruins.
Awu's death completely ignited Ye Zhen's anger.
"..."
But the doll behind Ye Zhen suddenly let out a weird scream, as if it had discovered something terrible buried in the ruins, and hugged Ye Zhen to prevent him from going down.
But the next moment.
"Beep..."
The rapid and weird horn sound sounded again, and two beams of luminous lights instantly spread out and enveloped Ye Zhen.
The car lights easily tore apart the ghosts, making Ye Zhen and the puppets stiff and stagnant in mid-air.
I saw a rusty supernatural bus approaching.
"Liang Xingyang, why, why?"
Ye Zhen opened his eyes wide, saw the person driving the vehicle, and let out an incredible roar, his eyes full of collapse and pain.
"Bang Bang..."
Ye Zhen and the puppet doll flew out and fell straight from a high altitude. Their bodies collided hard with the ground and fell to pieces. They were stained with blood. A nearby area turned red.
After being hit by a bus, Li Gui immediately froze and lost his supernatural power. Ye Zhen lost his life. The doll was also torn into pieces, with broken limbs scattered everywhere.
Inside the carriage.
Liang Xingyang was silent for a long time before sighing slightly.
Although I knew this was a fictional world, killing Ye Zhen with my own hands still felt like a stone was pressing on my heart, and my breathing was a little disordered.
Wang Chaling was the same, especially the collapsed look in Ye Zhen's eyes before he died, which made him confused for a moment whether this was reality or fiction.
"This is the world half an hour ago. It's all fake, it's all fake." He exhaled heavily and kept chanting in his mouth.
But when he thought of Azhen and the child in his belly, he froze in place, and his face darkened little by little.
Liang Xingyang quickly recovered his emotions, stretched out his hand, and silver light spread out along the opened car door, covering the bodies of Ye Zhen and the puppet doll, pulling them into the ghost mirror and imprisoning them.
Suddenly, the silver light was distorted.
Two ethereal and fuzzy figures appeared out of thin air, their figures and faces becoming clearer.
The next second, Ye Zhen and the puppet doll, who were replaced by the mirror ghost, reappeared. The doll climbed up behind Ye Zhen, just like now, but the essence is different.
"This illusory world is full of malice. I never said it would be safe within these 11.5 hours. On the contrary, accidents that cannot be resisted may occur at any time." Liang Xingyang's eyes flickered, reminding Wang Chaling not to relax. .
He stood up and left the driver's seat, letting Ye Zhen take control of the bus, and stepped off the bus.
Wang Chalington paused and said quickly: "What are you going to do?"
"I can sense dozens of ghost mirrors scattered in the city. It's too slow to find them one by one. "This won't work. I will block the entire city with ghosts and take back the ghost mirrors scattered everywhere." Liang Xingyang looked indifferent and felt that the situation was not optimistic. "Once Ye Zhen dies, the world's resistance will soon appear." forward We must seize the time."
Wang Chaling said solemnly: "But the impact of the ghost blockade is too great, and it will attract the attention of the headquarters in advance."
"The Supernatural Forum appeared. It's such a big thing, we can't hide the news, and it will come sooner or later. I don't care about those people." Liang Xingyang's eyes narrowed, Zhang Dong was dead at this time, but Sister Hong and The old man at the drug store is still alive.
His body was shining with a rich silver light.
The ghost mirrors reflect reality, and ghosts that can cover a thousand meters are constantly spliced together, spreading out in all directions with the light reflected by the mirrors.
Any place shrouded by the silver ghost, left and right are reversed, and objects can no longer leave a shadow.
In just one minute, his ghost covered the entire Dahai City.
Liang Xingyang looked solemn, sensing the city through ghosts.
Under the influence of an inexplicable connection, the ghost mirrors scattered all over the place began to shake involuntarily. The bright silver mirror surface rippled like lake water, with strands of silver light glowing and blending into the silver ghost ghosts.
Finally, the dozens of ghost mirrors all turned into a stream of cold air and dissipated, and the ghosts imprisoned inside disappeared.
These fierce ghosts were taken away by Guixi and returned to his body like hundreds of rivers converging.
"Fifty-eight ghost mirrors, newspaper ghosts, ghost plays, crying faces, smiling faces... and most of the corpses covered with yellow paper."
Liang Xingyang frowned and clicked After counting the number of ghost mirrors returned to the body, he shook his head in disappointment.
Although important ghosts such as Guixi were recovered, more important details such as the wishing ghost, the ghost messenger, the ghost boy, the ghost painting, and Meng Xiaodong's corpse were not in Dahai City.
Wang Chaling stood in front of the car door and said: "Ye Zhen is dead, and there are not many people who know us well in Dahai City. It is better to go to my Dadong City on the next bus."
At this moment, he also thought clearly. Since the next 11.5 hours will be full of dangers, time cannot be wasted. The first and second generations of the Wang family must be found as soon as possible, and some familiar people in Dadong City must also be cleaned up.
Liang Xingyang nodded slightly and got on the bus again after getting rid of the ghost.
In the driving seat, Ye Zhen released the brakes expressionlessly, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, steering the bus towards Dadong City.
Over time.
The news of Ye Zhen's murder spread, and then blew to the headquarters like a storm, shocking everyone.
The current deputy minister of the headquarters, Wang Guoqiang, was also alarmed. After a moment of silence, he called Yang Jian and began to inquire about the cause of the situation.
The top floor of Shangtong Building in Dachang City.
“I will let him give an explanation for this matter.”
After Yang Jian said this, he was silent for a moment. When he spoke again, he seemed to be a different person: "Now that I have taken the position of law enforcement captain, I will not allow anyone to disrupt the stable situation. The country can only There is a talker, and I want to deal with him completely this time."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Guoqiang was silent for a while and said, "It should have been like this a long time ago. He has been a temporary law enforcement captain, and the captains all respect him. Whether for public or private reasons, he He must die. From now on, you will be in charge of the headquarters, and the captains will not dare to have any second thoughts."
He continued to add: "Do you want me to inform you and call the other captains over?"
Yang. His eyes moved slightly, the scarlet light of the ghost eyes spread, he snorted coldly, and said in an unquestionable tone: "You underestimate me too much. He is not qualified enough. Let Zhang Dong come."
After hanging up the phone.
The red light flashed away.
Yang Jian disappeared from the office and rushed towards Dahai City. He was going to investigate the situation and deal with those who dared to cause trouble.
First update.
(End of this chapter)