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Chapter 439: A Bountiful Harvest! (Please Subscribe)
Inside the meeting hall.

Just minutes ago, several business executives were spending lavishly, but now they've turned into a pile of mangled flesh.

The walls were covered with pulverized flesh and blood, and the floor was littered with white bone fragments.

It was a scene straight out of hell on earth!

Even the demon tamers couldn't withstand the baptism of the metal storm, let alone these ordinary people.

No matter how high your status or how much money you have, you are still just a mortal!

"Cough cough."

Wang Xiaoqiang struggled to get up from the ground.

The expensive suit he was wearing had been reduced to a pile of shredded fabric, hanging haphazardly on his body.

"Damn it! Who attacked the club? I'll kill him!"

Wang Xiaoqiang ripped off the tattered strips of cloth hanging from his body, revealing a terrifying and ugly flesh.

The loose, old skin was covered with lividity, and the flesh was bluish-purple and black, with not a trace of blood on its entire body.

Even more terrifying, there were many marks on Wang Xiaoqiang's body where gold thread had been used to attach his body, as if someone had dismembered him and then stitched him back together.

It's less a work by a person and more a work by a necrophiliac.

At that moment, the artwork was blasted open by the metal storm of the Vulcan cannon, leaving more than a dozen fist-sized holes.

Rotten organs and flesh dripped continuously from the blood hole.

It's both terrifying and disgusting!

"How dare you expose my ugly side!"

Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes were filled with coldness.

"Click!"

"Click!"

Mu Sheng walked into the council hall from outside, stepping on the broken stones and pieces of wood scattered on the ground.

"boom!"

With a kick, Mu Sheng, who had only managed to clear a quarter of the doorway, appeared in front of Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang carefully examined Mu Sheng's face and realized that he did not recognize him.

"Who are you? Who sent you to attack Xiaoqiang Club?"

Although Mu Sheng had already been sentenced to death, Wang Xiaoqiang did not rush to take action. Instead, he first tried to find out the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Simply solving the problem of a tool for making a move was not enough to quell his anger.

"Me?" Mu Sheng pointed to himself and said, "I'm a ghost hunter who does it out of interest. When I passed by your manor, I found that there were many evil spirits hiding here, so I just took the opportunity to clean them up!"

"As for who ordered me to do this? It must be justice!"

Mu Sheng made up a story with a serious expression.

Wang Xiaoqiang stared intently at Mu Sheng, and seeing his expression only fueled his anger.

What ghost hunters? What justice?
Does this bastard think Wang Xiaoqiang is stupid?

As the younger brother of Wang Xiaoming, one of Interpol's top paranormal researchers, Wang Xiaoqiang is incompetent and prone to causing trouble.

But thanks to his brother Wang Xiaoming's identity, he can always obtain the latest information in the paranormal community.

He'd never heard of any ghost hunters!
"Don't want to say it?"

"Then die! After you're dead, I'll find the people behind you and tear them to pieces, bit by bit!"

Wang Xiaoqiang walked towards Mu Sheng with a cold smile.

As he walked, chunks of rotten flesh fell off his body.

"Snap!"

"Snap!"

The gold thread kept breaking, and chunks of meat kept falling to the ground.

At the same time, Mu Sheng inexplicably felt a weight on his body, as if something was pressing down on his shoulder.

Mu Sheng's ghostly body also showed signs of weakness.

This feeling of weakness was very subtle, like a force weakening from five tons to four and a half tons.

"Hmm," Mu Sheng stretched his arms and encouraged Wang Xiaoqiang, "Push harder, I can do it!"

Faced with Mu Sheng's provocation, Wang Xiaoqiang's expression grew even colder.

A blurry human figure appeared out of nowhere, picked up the pieces of meat scattered on the ground, and followed closely behind Wang Xiaoqiang.

With the appearance of the humanoid silhouette, Mu Sheng was subjected to even greater suppression, and his physical strength weakened from 4.9 tons to 4.8 tons.

'To actually affect a demon's body and suppress my power to this extent, this demon's level must be at least A!'

Mu Sheng's expression turned serious. Such a high-quality ghost should belong to a virtuous person.

As for who is virtuous, isn't it already quite obvious?

If it's not Mu Yama, the King of Hell, who could it be this ugly ghost in front of me?
"Hehehe, you felt it, didn't you!"

Seeing Mu Sheng's serious expression, Wang Xiaoqiang assumed that he had noticed the suppression of the vengeful spirit within him.

"No matter what kind of monster is inside you, it's useless against my power!"

Wang Xiaoqiang was so close to Mu Sheng when a human-shaped silhouette suddenly appeared beside Mu Sheng and put its arm around his shoulder.

Mu Sheng then saw the ghost's true form: a skeleton ghost in the shape of a human skeleton.

Upon direct contact with the Skeleton Demon, Mu Sheng suddenly felt an increase in the level of suppression, and the power of his Ghost God Body instantly decreased to four tons.

'It's not a good thing, it's a good ghost!'

Mu Sheng turned his head to look at the skeleton ghost beside him, his eyes flashing with a look of inquiry.

'The skeleton serves as a framework and also has the power to suppress vengeful spirits; perhaps this skeletal ghost could be used to construct a golden ghost prison.'

While Mu Sheng was still pondering how to make use of this skeleton ghost, Wang Xiaoqiang had already arrived in front of him.

"You know what? If I could, I would rather die than use the power of this body."

Wang Xiaoqiang stared directly at Mu Sheng, a painful and twisted expression flashing across his face, as if he were recalling some unpleasant memory.

"It's all your fault that I have to face my ugly self again!"

Although this body had saved his life many times, Wang Xiaoqiang was still filled with disgust.

"Feel my pain, die!"

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled cruelly, pulled out a dagger from somewhere, and slashed it towards Mu Sheng's cheek.

"Ding-dong!"

With a crisp sound, a spark flew from Mu Sheng's face.

"What!?"

Wang Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, looking at Mu Sheng's unharmed face and then at the dull dagger in his hand.

How can this guy be so shameless?
Could the vengeful spirit inside him be the Iron-Faced Ghost?

"Wait! No!"

"The vengeful spirit within you hasn't been suppressed?"

Wang Xiaoqiang was startled. If the vengeful spirit inside Mu Sheng was suppressed, then he should be an ordinary person now.

"Guess what?"

Mu Sheng turned around and gave Wang Xiaoqiang a malicious smile.

"If you enjoy slapping people in the face so much, are you prepared to get slapped yourself?"

Mu Sheng raised his hand and grabbed Wang Xiaoqiang by the neck, lifting him up completely.

Then he snatched the dagger from Wang Xiaoqiang's hand and slashed it at Wang Xiaoqiang's face.

"Shh!"

With a flash of light, half of Wang Xiaoqiang's face was sliced ​​off by Mu Sheng.

Strangely, there were no bones inside, only soft, muscular flesh and fat.

"what"

Wang Xiaoqiang screamed in agony as Mu Sheng swung his arm, slicing off the other half of his face. "Damn bastard, I won't let you get away with this!"

The intense pain caused Wang Xiaoqiang's already unstable emotions to collapse. He flailed his arms wildly, aiming to gouge out Mu Sheng's eyes.

Meanwhile, the skeletal demon that was suppressing Mu Sheng launched an attack, attempting to dismember him.

A golden light emanated from Mu Sheng's body, completely blocking the skeleton demon's attack.

The dagger in his hand flashed, leaving afterimages, and tore Wang Xiaoqiang to pieces.

pat~

pat~

A dozen or so pieces of boneless, rotten flesh fell to the ground, and Wang Xiaoqiang fell completely silent.

After Wang Xiaoqiang died, the skeleton ghost also stopped attacking Mu Sheng and stood there motionless.

Mu Sheng did not rush to deal with the skeleton ghosts, but went to the outer hall and took the fierce ghosts and ghost tamers suppressed by the grave soil into the Golden Ghost Prison.

Then he went back to the council chamber and started rummaging through a pile of the boss's scraps of meat.

"Uh, did they play that badly?"

Mu Sheng used a dagger to rummage through the pile of minced meat, and it took him a long time to piece together two relatively intact faces.

"Give it a try, it should work!"

Mu Sheng took out a blood-stained newspaper and stuck it directly on one of the people's faces.

The face was quickly absorbed by the newspaper, turning into a blank newspaper with a human face.

"Just as I thought, as long as you have a face, that's enough."

Mu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a blood-stained newspaper and absorbed the other face as well.

"Those ghost tamers can be made into underworld officials, and these two faces can be attached to two bodies so they can help me inherit the Little Strong Club's legacy!"

Mu Sheng not only coveted this manor, but also the businesses owned by the members of the Xiaoqiang Club.

After Mu Sheng put away the two blank faces, the skull on the other side suddenly started to move.

He walked to Wang Xiaoqiang's body, picked up the pieces of flesh from the ground, and pieced them back together on his own body.

As pieces of flesh were pieced together, a completely new Wang Xiaoqiang soon appeared before Mu Sheng's eyes.

"Surprise motherfucker!"

As soon as Wang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes, he saw Mu Sheng waving to him.

Why is this person still here?
Wang Xiaoqiang immediately sensed something was wrong. Under normal circumstances, the enemy should have left after seeing him die.

Why is that bastard still guarding this place?

"Depend on!"

Wang Xiaoqiang turned to run away. Having experienced death once, he had realized that he was no match for Mu Sheng.

No, not only were they no match for them, they had absolutely no power to resist!

You think you can just run away after offending me?

Mu Sheng stood still, raising his right hand as if to grab something in the air.

The golden ghost domain condensed into several swords, which flew and slashed towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

call out!call out!call out!
A dozen golden lights flashed, and Wang Xiaoqiang, along with the skeleton ghost inside him, was chopped into dozens of pieces, which were scattered all over the ground.

A few minutes later.

The scattered bones were pieced together to form a skeleton ghost, and then pieces of Wang Xiaoqiang's flesh were picked up one by one.

Wang Xiaoqiang has been resurrected!
"Surprise mother"

When Wang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes again, he heard that familiar greeting once more.

"Holy crap, wait, stop!"

"If you kill me, my brother will never let you get away with it."

The golden ghost domain condensed into a sword, and with a flash of sword light, Wang Xiaoqiang was torn into eight pieces.

Before Wang Xiaoqiang could finish speaking, his consciousness once again plunged into darkness.

"Twice now, let me see your limit."

Mu Sheng used his fingernail to carve two marks on a piece of broken wood.

A few minutes later, Wang Xiaoqiang was revived.

“Surprise mo”

"Shut up! Don't fucking swear!" Wang Xiaoqiang shuddered and rudely interrupted Mu Sheng's greeting.

"Do you know who my brother is? He's Wang Xiaoming from Interpol, the internationally renowned Bruce Pi!"

"You kill me, but my brother won't."

call out!call out!call out!
A dozen golden lights flashed, and Wang Xiaoqiang's threatening words stopped abruptly. A dozen sword marks appeared on his body, and he fell apart like a building block.

"So what if your brother is Wang Xiaoming?"

"Even if your dad is Li Gang, it won't matter!"

Mu Sheng curled his lip in disdain, his fingernail scratching another mark on the wooden board: "Three times."

A few more minutes later.

"Are you sure you want to go against the power of the state? You can't escape even if you kill me."

call out!call out!call out!
Golden light, shattered corpse, scratches.

Wang Xiaoqiang is resurrected time and time again, while Mu Sheng is dismembered time and time again.

Until the ninth resurrection, the Skeleton Ghost's resurrection finally reached a limit, or rather, Wang Xiaoqiang's body reached a limit.

The pieces of flesh, which were originally misaligned but could fit together perfectly, now slumped over the skeleton's frame like rotten mud.

It's like when you were a kid and you peed and mixed mud with too much liquid, making the mud too runny and lacking enough binding power.

"Stop! Please, I can give you lots and lots of resources!"

"Ghost candles, vengeful spirits, supernatural items—whatever you want, I can give you!"

His tongue was so slurred and disorganized that Wang Xiaoqiang could barely speak.

"Nine times? It seems this is your limit."

Mu Sheng slowly raised his arm, and several golden rays emerged in the air, condensing into several precious swords.

"No! No, I don't want to die!"

"elder brother."

Wang Xiaoqiang, who was extremely jealous of his older brother, finally realized before his death that without his brother Wang Xiaoming, he was nothing.

call out!call out!call out!
A dozen or so golden lights flashed, and Wang Xiaoqiang was once again reduced to a pile of corpses.

This time, however, he was unable to be resurrected!
Click~ Click~
Wang Xiaoqiang reached his limit, but the Skeleton Ghost had no limit; the scattered bones quickly began to pulsate and start to piece themselves back together.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng casually summoned a pile of grave soil, suppressed the skeleton ghost, and then put it into the Golden Ghost Prison.

After dealing with the ghost tamer, Mu Sheng took another stroll around the manor and marked the ghost servants with his own mark.

These people have been corrupted by supernatural forces; if the Ghost Slave Mark is removed, they will die immediately.

"General Manager Mu!"

"General Manager Mu!"

In the lobby on the first floor, Mu Sheng looked at the twenty-odd women with broad chests and long legs and nodded in satisfaction.

"Too corrupt, too decadent!"

"Hey you, go find someone to renovate the fifth floor!"

After giving an instruction to the head waiter, Mu Sheng transformed into a golden light and flew away.

Dachang City Prison.

Mu Sheng selected two criminals and replaced their faces with those of two business executives.

After instructing the two to handle the follow-up matters of Xiaoqiang Club, Mu Sheng then slipped into the Golden Ghost Prison.

He collected quite a few useful ghosts during this operation, so he needs to strengthen them.

In addition, it's time to establish a base!
(End of this chapter)