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Chapter 410 The Financier Who Should Hang Streetlights! (12,5K words, weekly update blitz, please subscribe and vote!)
boom!
A lone member of the King's Squad, a Ghost Rider, had his upper body turned into a rain of blood.

"where!"

"Where are the attackers?!"

A group of ghost tamers chased after them, only to find their companions had already been resurrected as vengeful spirits. They could only hastily leave, cursing angrily.

"son of a bitch!!"

Several of them have already been sniped, and now they can't even be found.

"Don't worry, His Majesty the King has already made his move," one of the ghost tamers said with a grim expression.

Another demon tamer cursed, "King, my foot! That werewolf was just killed!"

"And my bro got dragged into it too. I think each king is worse than the last. The newest one they've brought in could be king myself!"

"Shut up, the singer is over there!"

After a few words of argument, the group of ghost tamers continued forward and disappeared into the mist.

Fifty meters away, Lingdian, dressed in a golden jeweler, rose from the ruins.

Zero is skilled at camouflage to deceive human vision, and the golden ghillie suit can also fool ghosts, so he has been roaming and sniping without being caught.

He put away his Gauss sniper rifle and ran in the opposite direction.

Only after finding a corner amidst the ruins did he carefully set up his sniping position before sitting down to rest for a while.

He wiped away the blood and tears seeping from his eyes, and continued to use the Fangzheng Magic Eye beyond its capacity, putting constant pressure on his eyes.

His mental energy was so depleted that he was nearing his limit, and he even started seeing double.

At midnight, he swallowed a large mouthful of blood plasma in an attempt to relieve the splitting headache.

As the fog thickened and visibility narrowed, Zero Point could no longer engage in long-range sniping; his range was reduced to less than 100 meters.

This makes every sniping attempt a high-stakes gamble for him.

Zero only enhanced the A-grade Square Demon Eye and the B-grade Vampire Earl bloodline, plus some vampire skills, and is still mainly a long-range sniper.

Although his earl bloodline and second-tier gene lock make him a formidable close-combat fighter, he is clearly no match for a Ghost Master who possesses the power of certain death and the Ghost Domain.

Ghost Masters are all like glass cannons; Zero can kill a Ghost Master in an instant, but a Ghost Master can also kill Zero in an instant.

If he were caught by a group of ghost tamers in close combat, he could easily be killed by a concentrated barrage of supernatural attacks.

The Ghost Realm is now in chaos. The three members of the Central Continent Team, the King's Squad, and the vengeful ghosts that have been resurrected after the King's Organization's Ghost Tamers were killed are all involved.

The three parties are mixed together, and one wrong step could lead to an attack. For any party, the other two are enemies, since the vengeful ghosts have no concept of turning off damage to their teammates.

Anyone within their attack range, whether of their own kind or a demon tamer, becomes their target.

Therefore, the King's Squad dared not use the Ghost Domain extensively, as it could easily provoke the resurrected vengeful spirits.

Ghosts possess a pattern of killing, and for those who control ghosts, whether it's Cheng Xiao's high-speed kicks, Saito Ichi's deadly curse, or Zero's Fangzheng Demon Eye, aren't they all destined to die?

In some ways, they are even more dangerous than vengeful ghosts.

After eliminating more than twenty ghost tamers, Zero also discovered a pattern.

Gold cannot interfere with the supernatural, but if Fang Zheng's Demon Eye is opened, a gold bullet infused with blood energy can interfere with the vengeful spirit itself.

Compared to the Ghost Master, who is riddled with fatal flaws and can be killed with a single shot.

Those powerful vengeful spirits had almost no visible death lines or points on their bodies, indicating that they were very complete individuals.

Some ghosts, seemingly cobbled together from various sources, have a clear death line.

When the golden bullet hits, it cannot completely destroy them, but it can shatter their bodies, causing them to fall into a long period of dormancy.

If one were to upgrade to the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception or have an even stronger bloodline, there might actually be a way to kill these vengeful spirits.

"Zero o'clock, where are you?" Zhan Lan's voice suddenly rang out in the earpiece.

Zero Point remained indifferent and did not respond; he simply removed the headset and held it in his hand.

Zhan Lan has been out of contact for at least twenty minutes, so it is impossible to contact him through the earpiece.

And it's even less likely that you'd directly ask him where he is.

This might be a vengeful ghost in disguise.

"Midnight?"

"Midnight?"

The sound grew increasingly shrill, until finally it seemed like the scream of a vengeful ghost.

Then, the voice changed back to Wang Xia's voice.

"Midnight, we're in trouble! Something's trying to break down the door! Come back quickly!"

Then came a series of gunshots and sounds of fighting.

"Help! Midnight!!"

"A vengeful ghost has entered!"

"You're in!"

Haotian's screams were extremely piercing but stopped abruptly, accompanied by the chilling crunching sound of flesh being devoured.

"Snapped"!
At midnight, he crushed the earphones.

This must be a vengeful ghost, but how did it know there were only two people in the safe house?

He looked into the depths of the gray fog, where the Golden Safe House was now completely obscured, and communications had been compromised. He could only trust that Wang Xia and Haotian could hold them off.

"Lingdian, where are you? Come help me!" Cheng Xiao's panicked voice suddenly rang out.

Lingdian frowned, trying to find the source of the sound.

Sometime during the night, an old radio was found lying alone in the corner of the wall.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lingdian fired instantly, shattering the radio.

Exposed.

He had been identified by the Ghost Master.

Don't stay here for long!

Zero transformed into a bat, quickly moved to another location, donned the ghillie suit with its golden inner lining once more, and used a bat clone formed from blood energy as its vision.

He manipulated the bat to patrol and discovered the old radio, which had somehow reappeared on the edge of an open space a hundred meters away.

The radio emitted a continuous hissing sound, followed by the voices of more than a dozen men and women.

The attack was chaotic and discontinuous, seemingly unable to find a target.

The bat landed on the radio's knob, intending to destroy it by self-destructing.

But the electrical noise was suddenly cut off, and a pair of gleaming black leather boots stepped into the bat's shared field of vision, their heels stomping down and crushing everything in their path.

At midnight, the hunter's spine suddenly tenses up; it's an instinctive reaction when the hunter is targeted by a more dangerous predator.

"boom!"

The grenade was thrown next to Zero, and the explosion tore a half-palm-wide rip in the gold-fiber ghillie suit.

Zero had anticipated this and nimbly used the force of the explosion to flip backward, but as soon as his shoes touched the ground, he realized something was wrong.

The place where he was supposed to be a city road had now become a Persian carpet covered with dirty footprints.

The drooping crystal chandelier is now just a twisted metal frame.

The Renaissance-style murals on the wall gleamed with an eerie sheen.

The hard marble floor was bluish-gray, and in the center of the hall stood a huge, old safe, wrapped with several iron chains.

There are two electronic screens above the hall.

Opposite to midnight, the index was a constantly rising, bright red, like blood.

Meanwhile, the electronic screen behind Zero Point displayed a series of dismal green indicators.

The hall was so empty you could almost hear a heartbeat.

Is this an abandoned stock exchange hall?

Zero Point then realized with a start that he had been dragged into the Ghost Realm without his knowledge.

The door opened, and a man with slicked-back hair and gold-rimmed glasses walked in, stepping through the broken glass.

He was wearing a sharp, oversized, handmade suit, and the skin exposed at the collar was bluish-black like amber, making him look exactly like a corpse dug out of a coffin.

"I am the King, the banker in charge of London."

The smile that appeared on the man's lips when he spoke was unusually stiff, like a plaster mask nailed to his face.

He was met with three gunshots.

Three bullets from a Gauss rifle tore through the air, tracing eerie arcs three centimeters from the banker's chest before grazing his clothes and striking the mural.

Zero's pupils contracted sharply, and he took a few steps back again.

You should know that he just fired a golden bullet, and supernatural phenomena cannot affect gold.

Then there is only one possibility!
I missed!

"However, this is truly the first time I've ever seen a Ghost Rider using a sniper rifle."

The banker looked down at the scorch marks on his chest from the bullet wound, then pulled a handful of small coins from his pocket, which clattered to the ground.

"I have always believed that finance is the greatest innovation in the world."

The banker raised his hand to adjust his glasses; the reflection from the lenses obscured his pupils.

"Finance is more like a sophisticated time machine, which can turn today's savings into future capital and tomorrow's costs into today's wealth."

The coins kept multiplying, one coin became two, two coins became four, and so on, almost submerging Zero's ankles.

Zero took out a flying broom and hovered in the air.

His instincts told him not to touch the coins, or he would be doomed.

"Foolish East Asians, completely unaware of the allure of finance!"

Zero sneered, "It's just a bunch of money-making schemes. They only use greed to lure ordinary people into throwing their entire fortunes into this casino. If they win, they go crazy; if they lose, they jump off buildings. That's all." "Those financiers who deserve to have streetlights hung up!"

"A superficial understanding!"

"Only finance can control the economies of all countries, and the rise of the New York Stock Exchange is enough to affect the whole world!"

The banker snapped his fingers, and sheets of paper rained down from above the hall.

“In my ghost realm, any ‘value’ will be redefined.”

"For example, the bullet you shot at me now needs to be repaid with an equal price."

"Oh no, your cost has increased by 20% because my index is still rising, while yours is constantly falling!"

At midnight, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and I realized that the falling papers were all moldy bonds.

The bankers' faces are printed on the bonds.

The bankers' eyes began to dart around, watching him through the paper!
"puff!"

At midnight, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He didn't know when, but three large holes appeared in his chest, as if he had been pierced by three bullets.

"Of course, there's interest too!"

The banker sneered.

At midnight, he felt a sudden tightness in his chest, as if an illusory hand was gripping his neck, almost crushing his throat.

Moreover, that hand was invisible, and even burning blood could not remove it.

So he transformed into a swarm of bats to escape the supernatural attack.

The moment he transformed back into human form, a golden bullet ignited with blood energy shot out.

However, the banker also transformed into a giant bat-shaped shadow, and the bullet passed through the shadow without causing any damage.

"Foolish! You still dare to attack? Aren't you afraid of triggering the circuit breaker and getting your stock to drop another 10%!"

The Gauss sniper rifle that was at midnight suddenly started to burn and quickly melted into a pile of scrap metal.

Zero points can only be set aside; it's actually a circuit breaker in the literal sense!
Moreover, at midnight, I felt as if one of my lungs had vanished into thin air, as if it had been ripped out of my chest cavity.

He raised his hand to wipe away the blood that had spilled from his mouth and nose. It was just one lung; he wouldn't die for the time being.

But considering the gunshot wound from earlier, things aren't looking good.

Zero Point has finally figured out the banker's cunning abilities. If his attack is countered, it's a big loss; if he's attacked and can't defend himself, it's a small loss. In any case, he's losing money no matter what he does here.

What a loss!
The index is like the health bars of both sides. If you see your own health bar is all green, it means that once you fall below the limit, your internal organs or limbs will be taken away.

If it really crashes, then it's definitely going to be the end of my life!
The banker's vengeful ghost doesn't have a deadly curse, but it's extremely disgusting.

It involves dragging both sides into a game to determine the winner, but the rules of this game are set by him.

Although it's impossible to kill the opponent in a short time, but—

I saw the safe at midnight; one of the chains on it was missing.

The terrifying cries of a vengeful ghost faintly emanated from the safe.

Clearly, over time, the evil spirit lurking in the safe will emerge.

If you stall for time, you'll be killed by a vengeful ghost; if you don't stall, your internal organs will be ripped out!
This can't go on like this!

Don't say that Zero Point doesn't understand finance. Even if it did, it would be impossible for them to play financial games on the other side's home turf!
Impossible to win!

Then let's flip the table!

Attack where they must defend; Zero transforms into a giant bat and simultaneously throws out all the golden bullets from the spatial bracelet.

The banker sneered, "Foolish! Don't you know that the supernatural can't affect gold, but gold can't interfere with the supernatural either!"

"You should drop another 10%!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the index behind Zero Point plummeted again, and Zero Point also felt one of his kidneys being removed out of thin air!

But the fact that clumps of blood could be transferred into golden bullets made Fang Zheng's demonic eyes widen suddenly.

Then, the golden bullets, infused with blood energy, shot out in all directions.

Crackling!

The bullets entered the bank, leaving it in ruins on all sides.

The banker's smile lasted only a few seconds before turning into anger.

"What are you doing!!"

His ghost realm is starting to go out of balance!

He couldn't understand how gold, which couldn't destroy the supernatural itself, could possibly destroy his ghost realm!
"This is a suicidal tariff weapon, you idiots!"

Blood tears streamed from Zero's eyes. He had just exceeded his limit again by using the Array Demon Eye, targeting the entire Ghost Realm and disrupting its balance.

But this also caused him to almost lose his sight, his vision becoming completely blurred.

The ghost realm began to collapse, and the index behind the bankers began to plummet.

A patchwork of ghastly green.

Not only that, the central safe began to tremble; the gold bullets had actually breached the safe's seal.

That vengeful ghost is about to emerge!

It must be resolved quickly!

Otherwise, once that S-class vengeful ghost, symbolizing value, appears, the banker will inevitably experience a supernatural resurrection and will not be able to survive.

The banker transformed into a large, bat-like shadow and suddenly swooped down towards midnight.

Zero lost his sight and couldn't dodge in time. The banker's shadowy claws pierced his skin, and a cold, eerie power seeped in. Zero felt as if his mind was about to be frozen.

Not only that, but his blood was rushing wildly towards the banker.

Having lost almost half his blood, the banker finally threw away Zero, who was completely pale.

"What wonderful blood."

The banker, now dressed in a suit and tie, squinted his eyes with amusement.

"I have never drunk such strange blood."

His complexion quickly regained its rosy hue, and he looked like a normal person again.

Zero Point, on the other hand, became withered and pale due to massive blood loss.

"vampire?"

But Lingdian remained remarkably calm.

The banker gave a cold laugh.

"I am a noble banker; your wealth, your lives, your blood all rightfully belong to me!"

The words have not yet fallen.

There was a "pop" sound.

The banker's hands, chest, lower body, and head were instantly torn to pieces.

At midnight, it transformed back into a small bat, thus escaping the attack.

The lost blood returned to his body, and even helped him recover from his blindness.

This is Zero's self-created skill, Blood Explosion. I never expected the banker to be so careless as to drink his blood.

"how is this possible?"

The banker, struggling to stay afloat, roared in disbelief.

He was already a half-monster, but had not yet fully transformed into a vengeful ghost.

This internal explosion shattered the part of him that was human.

The balance of the evil spirits within him has been completely disrupted, and the evil spirits are about to revive.

Zero didn't indulge him. He pulled out a Gauss pistol, and several spiraling magic bullets gleaming with a ghostly blue light suddenly appeared, rapidly magnifying in the banker's terrified pupils.

Magic Bullet Shooter!

Three magic bullets accurately hit the banker in the chest.

A hole the size of a bowl exploded open, and bits of flesh mixed with black blood splattered on the ground.

A ghostly hand landed on the ground and immediately turned into a shadow and disappeared.

Under repeated blows, the banker's attempt to achieve a balance was thwarted by a vengeful spirit.

The dying banker let out an inhuman scream, his body twisting like melting wax before finally collapsing into a gigantic bat shadow covered in scales.

Its wingspan is about five meters, and its membrane wings are covered with fleshy, tumor-like protrusions.

Instead of transforming back into human form, Lingdian turned into a swarm of hundreds of thumb-sized bats that scattered in all directions.

The banker, who had lost much of his rationality, was unable to discern the truth and could only wander around aimlessly like a headless fly.

At the same time, Zero was manipulating a clump of blood floating in the air.

When the suspended "blood" came into view, the banker finally lost control.

The vengeful spirit's instincts overwhelmed his consciousness!

The giant bat shadow opened its sharp mouth and swallowed the blood sphere whole, but exploded again the moment it touched the sphere.

With a piercing scream.

Then, the Ghost Realm began to collapse.

At 12:30, covered in blood, he watched as the shadowy ghost was led away by the blood-powered bats and flew far away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

These kings are indeed difficult to deal with!
But Haotian was right. To them, the Zhongzhou team was a group of highly lethal "ghosts" who didn't know the rules.

The banker is dead!

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