Almost without warning.

The mobile phone in Wang Meng's hand suddenly dimmed, followed by an extremely cold breath and a faint corpse smell.

"Ghost!" There was a stirring in his heart, a strong sense of crisis, and he had goosebumps all over his body, even under the protection of the ghost hand, he never felt any sense of security.

Suddenly, a pitch-black and stiff hand stretched out from the darkness in an unknown direction, and pressed directly on the mobile phone that emitted a faint light, extinguishing the only light source.

"The ghost is all around me!" Wang Meng's heart tightened.

A great sense of crisis appeared in his heart, at this moment, in such an environment, it was absolutely impossible for his secret service colleagues to extinguish the light source of his mobile phone, only a ghost, or a ghost who didn't know what level.

According to previous experience.

He would definitely not hesitate to turn around and run, using the time to analyze the ghost's abilities and then try to deal with it, but at this moment, he was trapped in this darkness.

His previous actions had proven that he simply couldn't get out of here.

So running away directly is a very poor choice, and this ghost is standing in front of him, and it is not a simple matter to get out so easily.

Almost instantly, Wang Meng reacted to himself.

Two huge ghost hands suddenly stretched out from behind his back and pinched the ghost beside him, and the best way to deal with the ghost was naturally to use the ghost in his body.

"Got you." Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

At least the ghost had a physical body, not something that couldn't be sensed at all.

But the next moment, a strong sense of power struck, and his ghost hand was actually pushed away by a powerful force, and the other party also used this to catch his whole person in mid-air.

Wang Meng struggled violently, he subconsciously wanted to control the ghost hand to break free from the other party's hands, but his ghost hand seemed to have encountered a natural enemy.

The invincible power of the past was gone, as if the next moment, his ghost hand was about to fall silent.

"The ghost hand has been suppressed!"

Wang Meng's heart sank.

At the first moment, he realized his current situation, the power of the ghost was suppressed, in the past, it was almost an irreversible thing, but the ghost in front of him did it.

"Who is it? Attacked the secret service bureau in the deep market? Wang Meng's mind was racing.

The other party was able to break through the defense line of the Special Affairs Bureau so quickly, and was able to make the director Li Hongyu useless, obviously he had already made preparations.

Even he couldn't resist this oppressive force, let alone the rest of the Secret Service.

Thinking of this, Wang Meng's heart gradually sank.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

He could feel that the power of his ghost hand was gradually disappearing, and it wouldn't be long before he would become an ordinary person without strange powers.

A cold, stiff, blackened hand had gradually stretched out of the darkness and reached towards his neck, and the cold feeling almost froze his skin.

He could only feel the hand getting closer and closer to him.

Maybe it won't be long before he dies at the hands of this ghost.

"Am I going to die here?"

At the moment before he was about to die, Wang Meng's body began to struggle violently, wanting to make a final desperate resistance, but his actions were doomed to be in vain.

"Damn it!" Wang Meng scolded angrily in his heart.

"Wang Meng!"

As if someone had heard his voice, in the darkness, a warm hand suddenly reached out, grabbed his body, and then pulled it back.

Wang Meng seemed to hear this familiar voice, and his resistance became stronger and stronger.

Under his fierce struggle, the hand that held him firmly seemed to finally loosen a little, and then his whole body was dragged by a huge force and disappeared into the darkness.

After a strong feeling of dizziness.

Wang Meng sat on the ground, and at this moment a young man with a pale face was gasping for breath beside him, as if his behavior just now was also a great drain on him.

"Gu Si, is there anyone else who escaped?" After relieving himself, Wang jerked his surroundings.

At the moment he was in a bar that had not yet opened, and he had the impression that it was about a kilometer away from their secret service bureau, and he usually passed by when he got off work.

It seems that Gu Si saved him from the hands of that ghost through his own ghost door just now.

"No, it happened too suddenly, if you get closer to me, I will only have time to fish you out." At this moment, Gu Si's face was pale for a while, and his body was a little unstable.

His clothes were soaking wet, as if he had just been fished out of a pond.

Wang Meng knew that this was a side effect of Gu Si's overuse of his abilities, and once he had such a situation, it also meant that he would no longer be able to use the abilities of the Ghost Gate in a short period of time.

"Just take me out and consume so much?" Wang Meng was a little surprised.

He knew Gu Si's ability, if it was the original, he would not be as difficult as he is now.

Gu Si nodded, "Now that the headquarters is surrounded by a layer of ghosts, the cost of trying to get out of it is much greater than the original." ”

"If nothing else, the director should be trapped in it now."

The two of them looked out of the bar window in the direction of the Secret Service, which from the outside looked like it was before, except that it seemed to be obscured by a layer of clouds.

But only the two of them knew what was going on inside.

"Can you still go in?" Wang Meng asked in a deep voice, now it is necessary to rescue as many special agents as possible, under the suppression of that ghost, almost no one in the entire special affairs bureau except for the director has any resistance.

"I'll try." Although Gu Si already had a feeling of detachment at this time, there was still no hesitation.

A quaint doorknob was immediately placed on the door of the bar.

In just two or three seconds, Gu Si's face turned a little pale again, and there was hardly any blood to be seen, and it was foreseeable that there was a lot of resistance to opening the door this time.

Bigger than he'd ever had before.

The door was opened little by little, revealing the faint smell of corpses in the pitch-black environment, as well as the cold breath, which was now the inside of the Secret Service Bureau.

"It worked!" It's too late to rejoice.

The unexpected happened.

A pitch-black and stiff hand slowly stretched out from inside the door and held it on Gu Si's hand.