Not long after Li Jun and the others left, not even ten seconds, the entire castle began to change, giving people the feeling that it was painted in an oil painting, which was very unreal.

A moment later, several figures suddenly appeared above the manor, and numb eyes swept over the gardener who had survived.

"We're late." The banker's face was very ugly, and the rest of the people were similar, the strength of the king's organization had already suffered serious losses under the interference of inexplicable factors, and now another king was reduced, which was not good news for them.

"They haven't gone far yet, catch up." The painter whispered that in order to ensure the smooth implementation of the follow-up plan, they could no longer accept the attrition of the organization, especially the loss of a powerful king.

Although the alternate king is very large, the strength of those people is not particularly strong, even the weakest twins, these alternates are not comparable, otherwise they would have become real kings long ago, and using them against the captain of the Asian headquarters can only have the effect of delaying time, and it is only for a very short time.

"Move faster, it's going to be a problem for them to run into Asia, and now is not the time to go against the headquarters." The cowboy man with a shotgun said, a sinister and fierce light flashing in his green eyes, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Don't rush, I'm drawing, the other party's strength is not weak, it's not easy to lock them." A flash of impatience flashed across the painter's face, and his hands kept moving, and he painted two paintings at the same time, one for attracting more kings and one for teleportation.

Their original expectation was that even if the lord of the manor could not deal with the invaders, he would be able to hold out for a while, and when the four kings came, the five of them would work together to take down the three invading ghost riders.

Unexpectedly, the lord of the manor didn't hold on for even a minute, and was taken down by the invaders, and they had to call more kings to keep the number crushing and prevent more accidents.

"There are four of us, there are only three people opposite, four against three, the advantage is on our side, there is no need to find someone else." Cowboy Simon said that the captain is both a danger and an opportunity for them, and the supernatural on their bodies will be a very good reference and trophy, and one less person will share, and they will be able to gain more benefits.

"Simon is right, we are all kings, and when we have a numerical advantage, we still have to pull people, which is completely discarding the majesty that belongs to our king, and even we did it on our own initiative." The banker has the same opinion as Simon.

The old woman in the skirt said sharply: "Enough, caution is our capital to survive until now, this is a premeditated hunt, the lord of the manor fell into the hands of that group of shameless people, we should also be careful enough not to fall for the scheme." ”

Soon.

On the white paper on the painter's right, a blue ocean gradually emerges, and on the white paper on the left, several strange scenes emerge, one after another twisted figures come out of it, standing beside the kings.

…………

On a certain area of the sea.

Ghost fire fell from the sky, cold flames spread on the sea, the figures of the three people were revealed, and Li Jun cautiously looked at the few figures that suddenly appeared.

"Xiao Li, your ghost domain is not very good, it is not as good as Xiao Yang's, and he was actually stopped halfway." Ye Zhen pulled out his long sword and made up for the manor master.

"Six kings, an average of two people have to fight, and you have to pay attention to the lord of the manor, this battle is not easy to fight." Liu San said in a deep voice, with a solemn look on his face.

"Small question, I want to fight four, and you each drag one, can you?" Ye Zhen was still arrogant, even in the face of kings who far outnumbered them.

But he is not talking big, with his strength, as long as he doesn't pull in the painter, it's no problem to fight four at a time, no matter how bad it is, he can rely on the ability to drag it for the dead ghost, and find an opportunity to complete the counter-kill.

It's just that.

Bang~!

Bang~!

The sudden two gunshots broke the silence of the scene, and both Ye Zhen and his party and the kings of the king's organization looked at Simon and the bankers at his guns with surprised faces.

"Damn cowboy, what have you done?" The shrill voice of the old woman in the dress was very uncomfortable, and Simon only replied with a bullet in response to her words.

On the eve of the rest of the people about to make a move, Simon's figure dissipated strangely, and when he reappeared, it was between the king and the captains, leaning towards the position of Li Jun.

"What was done? Don't you have long eyes yourselves? The cowboy had a weird smile on his face, and in the dim haze behind him, two more Simons walked out, exactly like him, including strength.

"You're also a pawn arranged by that man?" The painter was the first to react, his face was unusually ugly, he had experienced the missionary undercover incident, and he quickly figured out Simon's situation.

Also?

When the other kings heard the painter's words, they were also furious, what is "also", and how many kings in their organization are ghosts?

In addition to anger, more worries and fears, as both kings, there is no qualitative difference between their strength and Simon, that person can control Simon, and naturally he can control them.

"It's Wang Chaling." After the painter finished speaking, Li Jun also reacted violently, remembering a piece of information provided by Jiang Lan, she had teamed up with Wang Chaling to control the king.

Since he can control one king, he can naturally control the second and third places, and Simon in front of him is very likely to be Wang Chaling's puppet.

Ye Zhen's face changed: "Damn, Wang Wushu can actually do this kind of thing, in this way, won't my little brother lose again?" ”

"I'm sorry, guys, although I agree with your Ark Project, and I would like to defeat these ghost riders from Asia, but who makes my master unwilling." Simon's face was very helpless, as if he was really forced to do so.

"So, it's six to four now."

The dark green eyes swept over everyone, revealing a touch of cruelty and coldness.

"Do it~!"

Li Jun shouted in a low voice, the ghost fire that continued to burn went straight into the sky, and the space seemed to be ignited, and the painter replaced this area with paintings, the place they were currently in was in a painting, and Li Jun's ghost fire just restrained the supernatural of paintings.

Even if it is a ghost painting, under the burning of the terrible supernatural flame, it will encounter a certain impact, but it will not be too big.

Ye Zhen's face was excited, his arm was highly rotten, and he directly lifted the head of the old woman in the western skirt, and the sword light swept towards the butcher, silver metal appeared out of thin air, and a simple "cage" was formed, trapping the three of them inside.

Liu San's eyes moved slightly, looking at the banker struggling on the sea, Simon's two shots into two ghosts, are destroying the banker's supernatural balance, in the end, a king, has already embarked on a special supernatural path, the balance is broken will not let him die immediately.

Liu San is kind-hearted, and he can't see the pain of others, so he is ready to deal with the banker as soon as possible, so that he can free up his hands to deal with the rest of the people.

…………

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Wang, I was negligent during this time, and I actually let foreign ghost handlers sneak in, and I haven't found out yet." Zhao Qiang said in a low voice, in the face of the three kings who suddenly "appeared", he was not too cautious, but apologized to Wang Chaling first.

"After all, he is a king who can benchmark with the captain of the headquarters, and there are some special places in various fields, and Dadong City is not as good as before, so it's normal not to find out." Wang Chaling said indifferently.

The valuable things in Dadong City, especially the supernatural, were either moved by the Wang family's ghost handlers, or transferred by him, and the rest was worth a little gold.

Of course, the kings will definitely not take the initiative to expose themselves, but when Wang Chaling led people through here, he accidentally discovered their existence and made them passively expose themselves.

"The King's Organization? Is that the one that the headquarters said, the King's Organization that plans to carry out the Ark Project and send the ghosts to us? Lin Bei's eyes moved slightly, he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain on this trip.

Although it was not released on the surface, the headquarters also privately "rewarded" the members of the King Organization, which was only open to their alternate captains and real captains, and the rewards were very rich, and I heard that Wang Xiaoming personally led it.

If the three kings can be caught together, or killed, even if he is just a fisherman, he can share a lot of merit and exchange for many good things.

As for whether his idea can succeed, there is no need to consider it, there are four people on their side, four to three, they have an absolute advantage in quantity, not to mention in quality, Lin Bei, who has seen Wang Chaling's previous shots, does not think that there is a king who can compare to this big man.

In Lin Bei's thoughts.

"Although I don't have much time to manage Dadong City at the moment, this is indeed my territory, and it is a bit rude to run around without the permission of the owner's family."

The cold voice echoed around him, and the terrifying darkness instantly escaped, covering the area behind Wang Chaling, his face became extremely pale, and his body was also a little illusory, and the color of his body was stripped away, leaving only black and white, as if he had come out of an old-fashioned photo.

"Do it."

The coffin bearer's expression changed slightly, and he said in a low voice.

The projection of the black and white projection was reflected on Zhao Qiang's body, and the next moment, the quaint theater suddenly appeared, and the black and white picture was directly included with Zhao Qiang.

Lin Bei was facing a man with a dark body and covered with ink, this was a very dangerous existence, just by looking at it, Lin Bei's mind quickly appeared his figure, and his consciousness began to be infected by the darkness, as if the whole person was about to fall into the darkness.

Wei Jing is facing the coffin bearer, he did not directly use the plague ghost supernatural, but used Li Jun's ghost fire, the plague ghost can be infected with the supernatural, feed himself, even if the infection state is lifted in the future, Wei Jing, as the source, can also master the killing rules or abilities of the infected.

For Shang Wei Jing, the captain who is not outstanding in the file, the coffin lifter is not careless, because Wang Chaling, the powerful captain, is still beside him, if he waits for him to free his hand and hunt them individually, it will be a very troublesome thing, maybe they will all be planted here, so the coffin bearer intends to solve Wei Jing as soon as possible, so as to escape from Dadong City when Wang Chaling has no time to make a move.

The thin arm was slowly lowered, and there was an extra coffin at some point, and the old man was putting down this coffin, which was very old, tattered, as if it was going to fall apart at any time, and even the black paint was mottled and peeled off.

The coffin was not too big, and its appearance was very vague, but as the old man slowly lowered his arm, the coffin became clearer and clearer, as if it had invaded reality from an unknown supernatural land.

Wei Jing was a little uneasy in his heart, and was about to use stronger means, but a voice suddenly sounded: "You are also playing with coffins?" It just so happens that I also have a coffin. ”

"What?"

A strong sense of crisis surged in the heart of the coffin lifter, but it was too late, an illusory black and white arm was placed on his thin arm, and then, turning his palm into a knife, he directly slashed over.

Click~!

With the crisp sound of broken bones, the arm that had held the coffin for decades was directly cut off, and an illusory arm carried the coffin instead of it.

"Huh?"

Wang Chaling frowned, looked at the coffin in his hand, this coffin seemed to be a little interesting, but now is not the time to study, a humanoid object in his hand smashed directly into the coffin lifter who had no coffin to lift, and a dark red dagger was thrown out by Wang Chaling casually, running through the head of the coffin lifter.

"These two have been disabled by me, and the aftermath will be handed over to you." Wang Chaling said to Wei Jing that he didn't directly kill the two kings, although it was about the same.

After speaking, Wang Chaling walked towards the frightened ink man again, and the appearance of the ink man suddenly appeared in his mind: "You are quite good, you know that you can't beat me, so you just take the initiative to send it to the door to help me save time." ”

The ghost's suppression followed the medium, and the ink man not far away instantly lost his sound, and Lin Bei, who was almost successfully plotted, also recovered.

Although this separately cultivated body does not have the power of the real Wang Chaling, under the supernatural interaction brought by consciousness, it is also far beyond the existence of ghost handlers in this era, and it is not difficult to deal with a few kings.

After Wang Chaling solved the three kings, the phantom of the theater also resurfaced, and Zhao Qiang walked out of it, but the projectionist was nowhere to be seen.

The projectionist's supernatural can play a certain complementary role in ghost plays, and is currently being suppressed by Zhao Qiang in the depths of the theater, slowly depriving the supernatural.

The killer, the coffin bearer, the projectionist, and the ink man were confined to prison, and at this point, the King's Order was once again reduced by four members, and the number of kings was even less than the number of captains at the headquarters.

"Okay, the annoying flies have all been solved, and now it's time to get down to business, let's see what these three people do." Wang Cha Lingdao.

Everyone was silent, no one spoke, after all, this was Wang Chaling's "spoils", not imprisoned by them, it was difficult to say that they would deal with it.

"Zhao Qiang, notify the two ghost rider teams to come over, carry these three kings out, and take protective measures to prevent the supernatural from getting out of control and causing some unnecessary trouble."

"Yes."

The speed of the Wang family's ghost rider team was very fast, and they rushed here directly with the ghost domain, and packed the three half-dead kings with gold and took them to the outside of Dadong City.

"Won't the coffin you're holding affect your plans?" Wei Jing said in a deep voice, the rest of the spirits are not important, and it doesn't matter if they cause harm.

After all, at this stage, what kind of supernatural harm can be caused by the uncontrollable Wang Chaling?

(End of chapter)