Outside the hospital.
"Tch, isn't it just a ghost? Master Dao, I found him easily!"
Mao Yongan looked at Wang Ye proudly and said showily.
Under Wang Ye's encouraging gaze, he took out the broken compass, squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it on.
The compass spun rapidly.
A wisp of energy floated in the air.
for a long time...
"It's done!"
Mao Yongan's eyes lit up, and then he frowned slightly, confused: "Why did the compass point to two places?"
"Are there two ghosts here?"
Wang Ye listened to his words and thought for a moment: "Which one is the most powerful."
Mao Yongan pointed out a direction without hesitation.
Recalling the map, Wang Ye vaguely had a goal in mind.
"Laboratory?"
Every city has its own laboratory, where all kinds of strange things are studied. This ghost goes to the laboratory...
Are you looking for something?
"Let's go, let's go over there first."
Wang Ye tightened the backpack with the red lantern on his back, and his expression became serious.
He tied the Onizashi sword tightly to his hand with the Onizashi rope, and with a faint murderous look in his eyes, he touched towards the direction of the laboratory.
Mao Yongan followed Wang Ye with a dissatisfied look on his face, muttering something all the time.
…
Tianzhu branch, rooftop.
Luo Ping stood on the top of the rooftop, looking down at the entire city, his eyes as cold as ever.
"Father, would you be proud of me?"
Gently untying the black box in his hand, Luo Ping whispered to himself.
Then, he opened the box, and a pale middle-aged man suddenly opened his red eyes.
He slowly walked out of the box, with a stiff face and empty eyes, and stood in front of Luo Ping.
Luo Ping looked at the middle-aged man and smiled for the first time. A trace of warmth appeared on his cold face: "Father, I am going to succeed."
As he spoke, Luo Ping slowly raised his hand and put it on the middle-aged man's head excitedly.
The next second...
The middle-aged man's head was picked off by Luo Ping.
"Hehe...hehehehe..."
Luo Ping had a hint of madness in his eyes, holding his father's head in his hand and smiling silently.
And behind him, there were dense figures that looked like his father.
There are middle-aged people, old people, including children...
Everyone's eyes were slightly red, and they stood stiffly and blankly behind Luo Ping.
"Grandpa, son, you will be proud of me!"
Luo Ping became more and more excited, with a ferocious look on his face and a crazy smile on his lips.
Then, he took out a barrel with a hospital logo from the black box.
The barrel was filled with blood.
"Let's... start this festival!"
As Luo Ping's voice fell, the figure behind him quickly withered and gradually turned into a mummy.
Wisps of energy floated in the air and gradually fell into the blood.
The blood in the bucket was like boiling, constantly surging and glowing with red light.
"The blood of superpowers is neutralized by the energy of loved ones..."
Luo Ping licked his lips excitedly, smiling wildly as he looked at his family members who had become mummies...
The energy contained in the blood in the barrel seems to be getting stronger and stronger.
…
"Damn it, why is this ghost slave getting more and more fierce!"
"If this continues, Master Dao, I will run away. I am here to enjoy, not to risk my life!"
Mao Yongan leaned against the wall in embarrassment, looking at the corpse of the third-level ghost slave who was killed with great effort, and kept breathing heavily.
"Come on, the Kaitian Group will introduce you to this beautiful woman."
Wang Ye felt the gradual change in the ghost slave's strength, thought for a moment, and said lightly.
Mao Yongan looked disdainful: "Tsk, Master Dao, what kind of beauty have I not seen... seen... damn!"
Wang Ye silently found Zhou Han's photo, and it flashed before Mao Yongan's eyes!
"Quick, Master Dao, I'll kill that ghost right now, and then you take me back to Shangjing!"
"Master Dao, I want to fall in love."
"My surname is Mao. She smiles so sweetly and cutely. Our child will be named Mao Gang!"
Mao Yong'an was full of excitement. He immediately became energetic and looked at the direction pointed by the compass, full of expectations.
Looking at Mao Yongan's state, Wang Ye chuckled.
Sure enough, Zhou Han's charm is unstoppable...
Looking at the door of the laboratory, Wang Ye retracted his thoughts and his expression gradually became serious.
It was obvious that a strong pressure filled the entire laboratory.
At the entrance of the laboratory, three supernatural ghost slaves were looking at Wang Ye and others with empty eyes.
"Damn it, Master Dao, I will fight with you!"
"For Mao Gang!"
While shouting with blood boiling in his mouth, Mao Yongan retreated quickly, took out the human head from his backpack again, and threw it at the three ghost slaves.
Then, the doll on his shoulder roared angrily, jumped to the ground, and its body instantly became huge, like a wild bear, full of power, and slammed into the three ghost slaves.
What was even more exaggerated was that he took out a dark black mysterious fruit and threw it at the feet of the three ghost slaves.
The fruit trembled slightly, swelled up instantly, and exploded with a loud noise.
Wang Ye, who was just about to take action, looked at the three broken corpses being devoured by the head.
...
This guy is so fierce.
Wang Ye glanced at Mao Yongan silently, feeling a little silent.
Really. A treasure boy.
The difficulty of Hell Mode seems to have become a lot easier.
…
"let's start!"
On the rooftop, the energy in the blood in the bucket has reached its peak at this moment.
"Father, it's your turn."
Luo Ping looked at his father's head in his hand and smiled affectionately.
He then threw his head into the bucket.
The head suddenly opened its eyes, looked at Luo Ping bitterly, roared unwillingly, and then sank weakly to the bottom of the barrel.
The blood gradually stops boiling and becomes calm.
Luo Ping took out a gold-plated box from his pocket and opened it gently.
In the box, an eyeball emits a strange light the moment the box is opened.
at the same time.
A low roar came from the direction of the laboratory, and a terrifying pressure instantly filled the entire Lin'an City.
"Did you feel it?"
Luo Ping licked his lips excitedly: "And... heart."
As he spoke, he looked in the direction of the hospital.
Strangely, there was silence in the direction of the hospital.
Luo Ping frowned slightly, as if he thought of something, and gritted his teeth: "Damn, there is indeed someone!"
"Forget it, it's just a low-level heart."
Luo Ping whispered to himself, looked in the direction of the laboratory, and waited silently.
Laboratory entrance.
Listening to the low roar coming from inside, Wang Ye's expression became serious.
The red lantern appeared in his hand.
In the other hand, he held a piece of paper money.
