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Chapter 456 Ghost Mist vs. Ghost Rope! (Seeking monthly votes)
Gu Family Manor, Da'an City.

In the lobby on the first floor, the Gu family patriarch, who was nearly seventy years old and the true decision-maker of the Gu Group, was looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with an angry expression.

"Mr. Fei, your WeChat Moments are just too domineering!"

Grandpa Gu was so angry that his beard almost stood on end: "That Gao Zhiqiang dared to make a move on my granddaughter, he deserves to die!"

"What happened before already made it impossible for me to face Miaojun, and now you actually want to take Miaojun to identify her savior."

"Without even thinking about it, absolutely impossible!"

Old Master Gu waved his hand angrily and said, "Do you think our Gu family is easy to bully? You've provoked the Gu Group time and time again!"

Old Master Gu had made up his mind that if President Fei didn't give him a reasonable explanation, he would risk his old life to splatter them with blood.

"Where did the old man get that idea?"

Mr. Fei seemed oblivious to Old Master Gu's dissatisfaction and indignation, and chuckled as he spoke.

"We have always maintained a friendly and cooperative attitude towards the Gu Group. How can you say we are bullying them?"

Old Master Gu snorted coldly.

Mr. Fei continued, "Let's leave aside the misunderstanding between Gao Zhiqiang and Miss Gu for now, since Gao Zhiqiang is dead and Miss Gu hasn't been harmed."

This shameless act of ignoring the facts immediately angered Old Master Gu.

"According to Miss Gu's description, that person came specifically for Gao Zhiqiang, and the so-called savior was also a sham."

“Otherwise, you wouldn’t have asked Miss Gu to tell us the details of the incident last time, sir.”

Old Master Gu's expression shifted, and the indignation on his face was no longer so intense.

Mr. Fei is right. After his granddaughter almost got into trouble, Grandpa Gu learned the details of the incident.

I immediately understood what was going on.

This is clearly a conflict between two ghost-controlling factions; his granddaughter, Gu Miaojun, was just unlucky enough to get caught up in it.

As the head of the most prestigious conglomerate in Da'an City, Mr. Gu also had some knowledge of paranormal events.

While coveting the power of these short-lived and capricious ghost tamers, Old Master Gu was also quite wary of them.

Therefore, although he was indignant that his friends dared to treat his family badly, he did not want to get involved rashly.

This is why, even knowing he would be unable to face his granddaughter, he still made her cooperate with the investigation on her WeChat Moments.

He never expected that people in his WeChat Moments would go too far and try to drag his granddaughter to identify the other party.

This is clearly pushing the Gu Group into a fire pit.

If the other party dares to openly attack even people in their social circle, do you think they would show them any mercy?
Mr. Fei saw through Mr. Gu's worries and said, "Mr. Gu, you don't need to worry about Miss Gu's safety. We are going to Dachang City with a friendly attitude and to invite her to join our circle of friends."

"The reason for bringing Miss Gu along is to ease tensions between the two sides."

Old Master Gu's eye twitched, and he looked at President Fei with suspicion, "That's not what you said just now."

"Besides, this was instructed by President Fang. Old Master Gu, you should know President Fang's temperament," President Fei said quietly.

Upon hearing that it was Fang Shiming's instruction, Old Master Gu immediately hesitated.

He certainly understood Fang Shiming's temperament and style of doing things.

The ducks are the first to know when the river warms in spring!
Solomon, a local power in Da'an City.

When the paranormal events first began, local capital groups like the Gu Group keenly sensed the changes.

The circle of friends representing the power of capital emerged during this period.

"Are you sure Miaojun won't be in danger? And that this matter won't implicate the Gu Group?"

Grandpa Gu eventually gave in. As one of the earliest people to fund the group of friends, he had witnessed Fang Shiming's terrifying methods.

Upon hearing Old Master Gu's words, President Fei knew that the matter was settled: "Don't worry, sir, we're going to negotiate peace, not to deliver a declaration of war, so there will be no danger."

"But no matter what, that person ultimately saved our Miaojun." Old Master Gu seemed a little hesitant.

Mr. Fei understood immediately in the blink of an eye.

It's just adding money!

"Then let's see this through to the end," Mr. Fei said with a smile. "Won't our relationship become even closer once he joins our circle of friends?"

"By the way, sir, there's a project in Dajing City that I think is very suitable for your Gu Group."

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A few minutes later, the atmosphere in the hall became harmonious.

The tense atmosphere from before was completely gone.

after one day.

A private plane landed at the airport in Dachang City.

With a gloomy expression, Gu Miaojun followed several people from her WeChat Moments off the plane.

Ever since I was almost assaulted by that perverted and lewd man at the Walton Hotel more than two weeks ago.

Gu Miaojun then realized that behind this world, there existed another supernatural world belonging to vengeful ghosts and ghost tamers.

What Gu Miaojun found even more unacceptable was that her grandfather, who had always doted on her, had simply tossed her out so casually.

After leaving the airport, the people in her WeChat Moments immediately took Gu Miaojun to a car and drove towards the club's manor.

"Miss Gu, I'll need you to confirm later whether Mu Sheng is the one who killed Gao Zhiqiang."

"As I said, I only saw one figure, and then a flash of golden light and I was back in my hotel room."

Gu Miaojun said coldly, "I didn't see that person's face, so I can't help you confirm it."

Gu Miaojun wasn't lying; she truly hadn't seen Mu Sheng's appearance. But what she didn't mention was the statue she saw in the temple.

A giant-like statue that appears to be alive.

"It's okay, as long as you feel a slight sense of familiarity, that's enough."

Gu Miaojun lowered her eyes and didn't say anything more.

The car continued speeding along the road.

And at their destination, the club estate.

Mu Sheng was lounging on the sofa, popcorn in one hand and a can of cola in the other, watching the huge screen in front of him with great interest.

After completely occupying Dachang City, Musheng began to cleanse the city of vengeful spirits and ghost tamers.

The evil spirits are easy to deal with; once discovered, just send underworld officials to arrest them. If they can't be handled, then Mu Sheng will step in.

As for those who control ghosts, Mu Sheng, who had committed evil deeds, gave them two choices: either offer up the vengeful spirit within them and join the underworld as a messenger.

Either leave Dachang City.

Within his territory, no ghost tamers who do not belong to the forces of the underworld are allowed to exist.

As for those ghost tamers who are not good people to begin with, the method of dealing with them is the same as with vengeful ghosts: arrest and imprison them one by one.

The live broadcast on the screen in front of them was showing the scene of one of the ghost tamers being taken into custody.

However, it wasn't the underworld officials who made the move, but rather Mu Sheng's three female classmates.

【Su Lei (Ghost Mist)】

【Wang Shanshan (Ghost Blood)】

Miao Xiaoshan (Skeleton Ghost)

Rose Bar, in the office on the third floor.

A tall man sat on a large leather sofa.

On such a hot day, this person was still wearing a thick scarf around their neck.

"Damn it, Dachang City is getting weirder and weirder."

Wang Yue picked up a bottle of foreign liquor and drank it all in one gulp, feeling very agitated.

Reason told him that it was best to leave Dachang City as soon as possible, but his emotions made him reluctant to give up the business he had built up there.

"Brother Yue, calm down!"

A woman dressed in bright colors and with a voluptuous figure leaned against Wang Yue, picked up a piece of watermelon with a toothpick, and brought it to his mouth.

Wang Yue finished the watermelon in one bite and turned his gaze to the woman beside him who was striking seductive poses.

With a forceful squeeze of his palm, the woman cried out in pain.

"Brother Yue~"

"Damn, what a slut!"

Wang Yue, who was already somewhat irritable, became even more furious after being provoked like this.

He rolled over and pinned the woman to the sofa, intending to use her to relieve his pent-up desire.

at this time.

A thick fog suddenly appeared in the closed office.

But how could fog form in a room?

"Oh no, something's fishy here!" Wang Yue, who had just unbuckled his belt, was startled and looked around warily.

"Brother Yue, why did you stop?"

The woman lying on the sofa wiggled her hips, urging Wang Yue to continue.

"Damn it! Stop being so horny, someone's broken in."

Wang Yue cursed angrily, then ignored the bewildered woman.

In just a short while, thick white fog had enveloped the entire office.

The dense, almost dripping mist obscured Wang Yue's vision, making it difficult to even see the woman standing right next to him.

"Holy crap, could this be Feng Quan's Ghost Mist? Wasn't that guy missing for months?"

The chilly fog reminded Wang Yue of the previous head of Dachang City, Feng Quan, nicknamed "Ghost Fog."

"Feng Quan! Is that you?"

Wang Yue shouted to his surroundings, and a golden pistol appeared in his hand without him even noticing.

"We've always kept to ourselves, so why are you suddenly attacking me? Are you trying to start a war?"

Wang Yue threatened menacingly, frustrated by the situation in Dachang City and annoyed by his interrupted venting.

All of this erupted completely at the moment he was attacked.

"The Ghost Mist is Feng Quan's territory; I need to leave immediately."

Although Wang Yue did not know the killing pattern of the ghost fog, it was clearly related to these fogs.

Without understanding the enemy's methods, it's best not to fight on someone else's home turf.

Knowing the layout of the office, Wang Yue groped his way towards the door in the pitch-black fog.

The safety on the golden pistol in his hand was off, ready to fire a deadly bullet at any moment.

One meter, two meters.
Wang Yue walked several meters away in a short while, but there was nothing where the door should have been.

They couldn't even touch the walls.

'Lost?'

A thought flashed through Wang Yue's mind, but he immediately dismissed it.

The office is only so big; even with his eyes closed, he couldn't possibly get lost.

This was clearly because the master of the ghostly mist didn't want him to go out and had confused his senses.

"Feng Quan, you coward! You have the guts to kill me, but not the guts to come out here?"

Wang Yue shouted angrily, trying to provoke Feng Quan out.

However, instead of receiving any response from the fog, it became even colder.

Wang Yue felt a sharp pain in his nasal cavity and lungs when he breathed.

"Oh no, there's something wrong with this fog."

Wang Yue's heart sank. If things continued like this, he would die before Feng Quan could even be provoked.

"grass!"

In his impatience, Wang Yue raised the golden pistol and pulled the trigger into the surrounding mist.

"Bang! Bang bang! Bang!"

Loud gunshots echoed through the office space, and the occasional sound of something being shattered could be heard through the fog.

"Ouch! You almost hit me."

A clear female voice suddenly came from the depths of the thick fog.

The moment the woman's voice rang out, the fog in the office rippled for a moment.

"Got you!"

Wang Yue instantly accelerated and ran towards the direction from which the sound came.

The dense fog was broken apart, forming a rolling column of clouds.

Soon a blurry figure appeared in Wang Yue's field of vision.

The moment he saw the figure, Wang Yue ripped off the scarf around his neck, revealing an old hemp rope.

The hemp rope was tied in a tight knot around Wang Yue's neck, constricting him so tightly that the rope dug into his flesh.

Logically speaking, Wang Yue's neck should have been broken long ago under these circumstances, and he should be dead.

But he is still alive and well.

This hemp rope is the vengeful ghost that Wang Yue commands, the Ghost Rope.

As he ran, the rope around Wang Yue's neck tightened even more, and the sound of his neck bones breaking could be heard.

At the same time, a rope fell from the sky and looped around the neck of the figure in the mist.

"You forced me to this, go to hell!" Wang Yue said hatefully, his neck bulging.

His ghost rope was on the verge of revival, and Wang Yue was unwilling to use its supernatural powers unless absolutely necessary.

Because no one knows whether the Ghost Rope will be fully revived in the next use.

This is also the reason for Wang Yue's outburst of anger.

"Ah, Miao Xiaoshan, save me! I can't breathe!"

After the ghost rope was put around her neck, Su Lei immediately felt a strong sense of suffocation and dizziness.

Even my head is a little foggy.

At this moment, Wang Yue also saw the figure in the fog clearly.

The girl who looked like a high school student was not Feng Quan at all.

"Who are you? Where is Feng Quan? Why did you attack me?"

Wang Yue raised the golden pistol, pointed it at Su Lei's head, and demanded an explanation.

However, the next second, a blurry human figure appeared behind Wang Yue and grabbed his neck.

To be precise, it was the ghost rope around his neck that was grabbed.

The ghostly rope that was completely submerged under Wang Yue's neck, almost strangling his head, suddenly loosened.

The supernatural force that had been choking him also disappeared.

At any other time, Wang Yue would only feel joy, as the resurgence of the Ghost Rope was suppressed.

But now, Wang Yue felt a sense of foreboding.

“There are other ghost tamers around, and the ghost rope is being suppressed.”

In a moment of crisis, Wang Yue hardened his heart and, with a frantic expression, pulled the trigger towards Su Lei.

Even if he's going to die, he'll take someone down with him!
"boom!"

A golden bullet was fired from the gun barrel and pierced straight through Su Lei's head.

Just as Wang Yue was about to pull the trigger again, everything suddenly went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

“Plop~!”

As Wang Yue's body fell to the ground, Su Lei recovered from the intense suffocation and dizziness.

"Cough cough, I'm saved!"

Su Lei took deep breaths and patted her chest, still shaken.

The golden bullet that had just pierced her skull left no trace whatsoever.

It was as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"Thanks to you, Wang Shanshan, otherwise I would have been shot in the head."

As the fog in the office gradually dissipated, Wang Shanshan's figure came into view.

"You panicked too much, Su Lei. Otherwise, you could have dodged that bullet yourself."

"Hehe, this is our cowardly Su Lei, isn't this situation quite normal?"

After Miao Xiaoshan put the ghost rope into the golden box, he walked over and said with a mocking look, "Back in No. 7 Middle School, Su Lei even peed herself."

Before Miao Xiaoshan could finish speaking, Su Lei covered her mouth.

"Okay, no more talking!"

Wang Shanshan and Miao Xiaoshan chuckled at the sight.

After laughing and joking for a while, the three of them used the mirror node to teleport the ghost rope and Wang Yue's corpse back to the Golden Ghost Prison and then left.

The fog in the office completely dissipated, leaving behind only a mess and a woman curled up on the sofa, too afraid to move.

At the club's manor, Mu Sheng was about to continue watching the next match.

He suddenly received a message from the guard at the gate that someone had come to visit him outside the manor.

(End of this chapter)