The head official and the second-in-command of Country T struggled to keep their standing postures, sweating heavily on their backs, but gritted their teeth and persisted.
The leading official quickly explained.
"We in country T have absolutely no such intention!"
The underworld boss looked at Mick, whose soul was about to be split in two by Zaizai's slap.
"Then you should ask it carefully, why are those ghosts that should not exist in our country of China on the territory of our country of China!"
The leading official and second-in-command looked at Mick hurriedly.
When I saw it, my heart felt cold again.
Mick's soul has lost consciousness, relying solely on instinct to prevent itself from dissipating.
The second-in-command thought for a moment, raised his hand and used his strength to save the other party.
The leading official frowned fiercely, and when the attention of the underworld boss, Ming Zaizai and others were attracted by the second-in-command's actions, he launched a killing move directly at Mick's soul.
Since Ming Zaizai dared to bring Mick here, Mick was most likely responsible for the tens of thousands of ghosts!
So, after Mick's soul is gone, it will be more beneficial to them in the underworld of country T to die without any evidence.
The leading official acted faster and was caught off guard.
When the second-in-command noticed the power, it had already touched the edge of Mick's broken soul.
The unconscious Mick's soul screamed in agony.
Zaizai's chubby hand slapped the armrest of Pluto's father's large seat, and his chubby body appeared in front of the leader of Country T.
The white, tender and chubby little finger was just a little bit between the opponent's eyebrows, and the official from country T flew out directly.
Not only did it fly out, but its soul even began to become unstable.
The other damn officials in country T: "..."
The second-in-command had already withdrawn his strength at this time and ran quickly towards the leading official.
"My lord, how are you?"
The leading official was in a state of confusion and his complexion turned paler than before.
The underworld boss looked at it and made a cold sound.
"Want to kill ghosts in front of me?"
The underworld boss looked at his precious daughter with half-closed eyes.
"Zai Zai, give it something hard!"
The Yama Lords of the Tenth Hall were excited to see this.
"Yes! Little princess! Let them know that this is China, not a place where they keep making little moves!"
Zaizai got the idea from Pluto's father and took more ruthless actions.
Lest you accidentally kill the other person and follow the other person's whim!
So before hitting the opponent's Tianling Cap with a small fist, he used his strength to protect the opponent's spiritual platform.
That heavy punch hit the head official with heart-rending pain.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
Zaizai punched him again.
Still smashing the Tianling Cap.
There was a "click" sound, and everyone in the Hall of Hades heard the sound of skulls breaking.
Zaizai watched and continued to punch hard.
The image of Siheng tearing Mick apart flashed in her mind for no reason. She blinked her big eyes and looked at Pluto's father.
Seeing Pluto's father looking at her with a smile, Zaizai rolled up his sleeves and went straight to work.
"Ahhh!"
"pain!"
"Stop tearing it apart!"
"Just kill me!"
…
In order to let the other party feel the severe pain, Zaizai deliberately slowed down.
After all, under the suppression of her majestic strength, the opponent had no power to fight back.
The second-in-command next to him wanted to help, but he couldn't get within three steps of Zaizai.
The second-in-command's eyes trembled. He went from being worried about their boss to being shocked by Ming Zaizai's strength.
He was able to protect the ghost's spiritual platform and ensure that the ghost's soul was immortal, but he was also able to torture the ghost until life was worse than death, which was extremely miserable.
How terrifying is the power of the prince of the underworld of China?
When he was horrified, frightened and disbelieving, Zaizai had already thrown away the leading official who had been torn to pieces by her.
Zaizai patted the chubby hand and reset the opponent's spiritual platform into the opponent's head in disgust.
Then he turned around, swaying his chubby little body, and headed towards the underworld boss.
All the other damn officials in country T quickly stepped forward to check on their boss.
As if thinking of something, Zaizai suddenly stopped and turned to look back.
All the other damn officials in country T retreated together, fearing that they would become a blur of flesh and blood like their boss.
Zaizai's gaze swept across them and landed precisely on Mick's soul, which was about to die.
The little fat man raised his hand, and the majestic and powerful Yin Qi rushed straight into Mick's soul.
In the blink of an eye, Mick's originally broken soul was restored to integrity.
All the damn officials in country T: "..."
A soul that is about to dissipate can be completely repaired by simply raising your hand?
What kind of terrifying existence is this?
The prince of the underworld of China has such terrifying strength, but what about the real ruler, Emperor Fengdu?
All the damn officials in country T hardly dared to look at Emperor Fengdu sitting on the throne.
The underworld boss looked at him, holding his precious daughter back in his arms, stroking her little head and speaking with a smile.
"Mick, did you raise or summon the tens of thousands of ghosts from country T in our Chinese human world?"
Mick saw that the leading officials were all broken into pieces and didn't dare to lie at all.
"yes."
All the damn officials in country T: "..."
The underworld boss asked again.
"Why can you summon so many ghosts?"
Mick clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and hesitated.
Zaizai pursed her little mouth and said the scariest words in the softest and most adorable voice.
"If you lie or don't answer, I will throw you to the eighteenth level of hell first, and then I will break you into pieces like your misbehaving uncle!"
She has broken it several times herself, so she is very experienced.
The spiritual platform is immortal, and the body can be made as you like!
Even if these ghosts are not strong enough for her to see, and they will definitely be seriously injured if they are torn apart, she can protect their spiritual platforms.
Mick knelt down on the spot.
Ming Zaizai is too scary!
It is equivalent to keeping their spiritual platform clear, watching themselves being torn into pieces, and experiencing the intense pain of their souls that no ghost is afraid of.
"Don't! I said, I will say anything."
All the officials in country T were feeling uneasy, but they were unable to do anything.
Mick spoke quickly.
"I have been practicing the evil arts of T country, as well as many forbidden arts, and then used them to improve my strength. I even practiced the bleeding curse."
All the damn officials in country T took a deep breath.
"Blood curse?"
Mick nodded hard.
"yes."
There was no need to ask any questions from the underworld boss, Zaizai, or Lord Yama of the Tenth Palace. All the damn officials in country T asked in horror.
"So how many dead souls do you have?"
Mick: "...No...I don't know, I can't count..."
One curse costs countless lives, and a hundred curses can barely produce one bloody curse. He really doesn't know how many lives he has under his command.
All the damn officials in Country T: "So, all those damn bugs stranded in China died at your hands?"
Mick: "Seven out of ten."
All the damn officials in country T: "..."
Zaizai suddenly exhaled: "By the way, I have gathered more than ten of those ghosts. I will give them back to you and take them back to your country T. The resources of our underworld in China are extremely precious and we have no share in them." !”
The Lords of the Tenth Palace thought that what the little princess said was great, and they all applauded.
"Bah bang bang!"
All the damn officials in country T: "..."
Just at this moment, Jiufeng finished carrying all the ghosts.
The base number was too large, and it was all thrown outside the gate of the underworld and imprisoned with power.
He arranged his clothes and hair, made sure there was no problem at all, and went straight to the Hades Palace to find the boss of the underworld to deal with it.
"Feng..."
Seeing the foreign officials, the well-mannered Jiufeng calmly tidied his clothes and hair, feeling MMP in his heart, but he looked respectful and humble on his face.
"King, more than 13,000 foreign souls in the world have been brought outside the gate. How do you think they should be dealt with?"
