The Mysterious Recovery of the Sunken World

Chapter 98 Caesar Hotel II
Walking up the red carpet, he saw a glass door. Fang Ming walked directly towards the glass door without stopping.

Guo Fan and Feng Quan went straight through the glass door while Guo Fan and Feng Quan were stunned. Guo Fan suddenly expressed his sourness and thought to himself, "This Fang Ming doesn't have to worry about the recovery of his own ghosts at all, and can use the power of ghosts unscrupulously."

Fang Ming was able to pass through the glass door directly, while Guo Fan had no choice but to shoot several times at the glass door. Unfortunately, the glass door was of particularly good quality and did not break directly. It was probably made by Xia Guo, and Guo Fan used his feet to After kicking a few times, the glass door opened a gap and walked in.

After Guo Fan and Feng Quan walked through the glass door, they saw Fang Ming standing in front of a dark corridor.

This dark aisle has no effect on Fang Ming. Under his ghostly eyes, the dark and unlit aisle can still be seen clearly, and now the dark footprints left by the tall man on the ground can also be seen clearly.

Fang Ming walked straight forward in the aisle, and Guo Fan and the two followed him closely. After a while, there was the sound of knives and forks clashing in front of him.

Following the sound, the three of Fang Ming came to a spacious dining room. There was a long dining table covered with a snow-white tablecloth. On the dining table, neat plates and neat knives and forks were arranged according to the seating positions.

There was also a small vase on the dining table, but the flowers in it were a little faded, as if they hadn't been taken care of for a long time.

At this moment, there was no one on the dining table, but the sound of knives and forks was constantly being made, and it seemed that someone was talking faintly.

Seeing this scene, Guo Fan behind Fang Ming felt a little scared. After all, he was also an experienced Interpol, and he knew that it was not easy to deal with such insubstantial ghosts.

Guo Fan then turned to Fang Ping and asked, "What should we do now? We can't see the entity of this ghost at all."

Fang Ming didn't answer his question, but directly covered the dining table with ghost water, activated the ghost domain, and searched for the location of the ghost from the deep ghost domain, but even though he had opened the ghost monster to the fifth floor, he still didn't find the ghost trail.

Fang Ming thought to himself, "Sure enough, this is another ideological ghost, just like the wishing ghost, which does not exist in reality."Unless it actively possesses someone, or uses someone else's body as a body to transform into a real ghost, it can only be touched by others. '

However, under the cover of Fang Ming's ghost, some changes still occurred. The original sound of knives and forks on the dining table and the sound of conversation disappeared.

Seeing that the ghosts were useless, Fang Ming removed the cover of the ghost domain. There was a blank dinner plate, but now there was a face that had just been peeled off, with very fresh blood on the back.

'Is this a kind of shaming? ' Fang Ming thought disdainfully.

Immediately, he took out the white ghost candle and prepared to light it. Guo Fan and Feng Quan, who were beside him, saw this scene and immediately stopped it.

"You can't light a white ghost candle. Once a ghost candle of this color is lit, it will attract all the ghosts around, and we won't be able to defend ourselves at all."

Fang Ming glanced at them indifferently, and said, "Instead of searching aimlessly, it's better to let the ghosts come to us directly, and then we just need to do a good job of detaining them."

Seeing that Fang Ming insisted on doing this, Guo Fan and Feng Quan could only grit their teeth and accept the fact that the white ghost candle was about to be lit.

Fang Ming lit the white ghost candle. Unlike the red ghost candle, which burns with a green flame, the white ghost candle burns like a blackened flame with a somewhat weird color, as if it makes the surrounding light dimmed.

The black candle flame exudes a strange and ominous atmosphere, attracting the approach of the surrounding ghosts.

Holding the burning white ghost candle in his hand without any scruples, Fang Ming felt the sound of extra footsteps in the aisle outside.

He knew that this was the hatchet ghost left by Li Qingzhi, one of the seven elders of the Republic of China, was coming. . . . .

Suddenly, when everyone was not paying attention, a chair at a certain position on the dining table was pulled back a step.Hearing the sound of chairs rubbing against the ground, Fang Ming and the others turned their heads, only to see that there was already an extra person on the empty table.

The man was wearing a suit and tie, and wanted to see his appearance clearly, but was blocked by a blood-stained newspaper held up high.

Guo Fan exclaimed, "A fierce ghost has appeared."

Fang Ming replied calmly, "It's not the source ghost, it's just a ghost slave."

As the white ghost candle continued to burn, the seats on the dining table were pulled away one by one, and people whose faces were blocked by blood-stained newspapers sat on the seats at the dining table.

Among them are old people, women, and children, all of them are ghost slaves controlled by newspaper ghosts.

Therefore, although the newspaper ghost only has the ability to tamper with other people's memories, if he really does not control it and gives it enough time, he can kill all the people in a city and turn them all into his own ghost slaves , so newspaper ghosts are not weaker than A-level ghosts in terms of harm.

Especially the newspaper ghost still has intelligence, and no one knows if it will find other faces behind it, making itself even more terrifying.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps outside the restaurant was getting closer, that is, the tall male corpse with a hatchet.Getting closer to the restaurant.

At this time, some changes have also taken place in the restaurant.At some point, a strange red wind blew up in the restaurant, and countless blood-stained red newspapers were flying in the air, trying to land on a person's face and snatch his face away.

The ghost slave avatars on the dining table who used to cover their faces with newspapers also put down the blood-stained newspapers they held in their hands, revealing the strange smiling faces below, which belonged to Tong Qian. The power of a smiley face.

There are constant weird laughter coming from these smiling faces, with a power of spiritual attack, the voice lingers in the restaurant on the second floor, and fortunately, the three people present are not ordinary people, so they have some understanding of this weird laughter. A certain amount of resistance.

Fang Ming directly summoned a huge transparent water cover to cover the three of them. All the flying blood-stained newspapers were soaked by the water cover after touching it, and fell limply to the ground, as if they were lost. supernatural power.

At the same time, the horrible and weird laughter was isolated. At this time, Guo Fan and Feng Quan breathed a sigh of relief. In their opinion, Fang Ming's actions were too radical, although Fang Ming's strength was very strong. , but in this way it is easy to attract too many ghosts, and put himself and others in crisis.

He made up his mind that if the higher-ups asked him to wait for someone to assist Fang Ming in the future, he would definitely refuse.

In fact, in Fang Ming's mind, he didn't care about their life or death. Anyway, Fang Ming's own safety was absolutely fine. As for these two guys, it was up to fate. If they died, Fang Ming would tearfully accept their ghosts.

At this moment, the footsteps outside the restaurant suddenly stopped.

The tall male corpse holding the hatchet stopped, raised the hand holding the hatchet in mid-air, and slashed lightly at the void.

Fang Ming immediately felt that one of his ghost slave clones had its head cut off, and the wound was smooth and smooth, as if there should not be anything on its neck.

It cannot be spliced ​​together using the power of the headless ghost.It was as if some force was preventing the original body from being integrated into one.

But Fang Ming confirmed that a person's footprints will only be attacked once if they are stepped on, and there will be no other changes just because he is a clone of a ghost slave.

(End of this chapter)