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Chapter 672

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"Who are you calling an old auntie?!"

Han Shan was still in a state of confusion when Wan Xiaolou went crazy.

"Huh? You didn't even deny the fact that you're in love? The people from the foundation are all idiots! "

Han Bingjie turned around.

His skin had become extremely pale, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable malice.

"You … are you a person or a Specter?"

Wan Xiaolou was shocked, and then his body shivered. "No … you used to be an employee of that express delivery company!"

Back then, the express delivery company disappeared for no reason, and then disappeared without a trace for more than ten years. He had always been a key target of the foundation's investigation.

Chung Shen-soo was too lazy to tell him that he had eaten the Specter, and he had even taken the Specter City with him.

"Your state … is it the company's Specter Transplant Technique?"

Wan Xiaolou had undergone special training, and he quickly guessed the truth.

"Shouldn't the foundation send an elite team and at least one Arcane Trickster when they encounter Specters? Why is there only one normal person? "

Han Bingjie was about to continue asking when his expression suddenly changed. "It's coming again."

Dong dong!

Dong dong!

The sound of heavy objects falling and rolling came from all directions.

Han Bingjie's expression changed. "This Specter isn't right …"

Shouldn't normal Mysteries only appear again after being dispelled for a long time?

"There have been many cases of Specters mutating recently, and the foundation has suffered heavy casualties …"

Wan Xiaolou's expression also turned ugly. "I suspect that this Specter has mutated as well …"

"Hmm, if that's the case …"

Han Bingjie took off his jacket and helped Han Shan up. "What are you waiting for? Run! "

Humans could not win against Specters, even if they had the ability to do so.

As for him, even if he used it sparingly, he felt that he had reached a critical point. If he continued to wear the skin of a Specter, he might really become a Specter.

The three of them ran forward quickly, panting and sweating profusely.

They did not know how much time had passed.

"Huhu … where … is this place?"

"Why? We haven't run out of the garden yet? "

Han Shan looked around, and his teeth started to chatter.

"That Specter tampered with our sense of direction. It's basically playing with us to the end."

Han Bingjie spat out a mouthful of saliva. "Damn it, are any Specters this powerful now? I'm dead for sure … "

Han Shan looked at his father and felt that this guy wouldn't last more than three seconds …



At the end of the night, the sky began to brighten.

"Lou, are you okay?"

Wen Wanqing was pacing back and forth outside the garden. Seeing the three people walking out in a sorry state, she hurriedly went forward and carefully checked on Wan Xiao Lou's condition.

"I'm fine …" Wan Xiao Lou revealed a smile that was uglier than crying, "I'm just cursed …"

Last night, relying on the three of them to deal with the situation rationally, they were finally not killed by the Sly Ones.

Of course, the biggest factor was that although the Sly had become more terrifying, its killing pattern hadn't changed much. It was still based on slow torture.

In other words, from today onwards, Han Bingjie and Wan Xiao Lou would have that nightmare again and again. They would be tortured to the point of losing their minds, falling into madness, and then dying …

Not only that, but the camera was also lost …

"Our branch has suffered heavy losses. I must report to the headquarters and request for reinforcements!"

Wen Wanqing could no longer be bothered to blame her colleagues for acting without permission. She said seriously, "Although that Spectre has cursed you, as long as you expel or seal it, you won't die. You definitely won't die."

"I'll try my best …"

Wan Xiao Lou replied with a sad face.



Han Bingjie returned home. Without saying a word, he began to rummage through his drawers and found a box.

Yue Qin silently watched her husband open the box. Inside was a business card with only a string of numbers.

"I finally understand now. In this world, even I can't rely on Brother Puppet, but I can definitely rely on him!"

Han Bingjie murmured. With trembling fingers, he began to make a phone call.

After a long and torturous wait, the phone was connected, and the same voice as before was heard, "Hello?"

"Brother Puppet, it's me, Xiao Han!"

Han Bingjie tried to keep his voice calm, "Where are you? Do you have time to come out? "

After a moment of silence, the other side replied, "I'm in City G."

"That's great …"

Before Han Bingjie could say anything, Yue Qin had already hugged her son tightly, tears streaming down her face.



An hour later.

Han Shan looked at his parents' solemn faces in confusion. They were waiting for a big shot downstairs of their house.

After they agreed to meet downstairs, they had been waiting here respectfully for more than half an hour!

Boom!

With the sound of an engine, a red car drove in.

It was not a luxury car, not a sports car … but … a taxi?

The door opened with a bang, and a slovenly taxi driver got out. He was wearing a sweatshirt and even a pair of plastic slippers.

"Brother Puppet, you are a taxi driver in the end."

Han Bingjie smiled, "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still so young …"

Yes, although Chung Shen-soo's face was full of stubble and he was too lazy to take care of his hair, he was still a young man. He was one generation younger than Han Bingjie.

Chung Shen-soo leaned against the car and took out a cigarette, "I have no choice … My company went bankrupt, and I was laid off. I can only do my old job as a taxi driver …"

Han Bingjie quickly stepped forward and lit the cigarette. He smiled and pointed at Han Shan, "This is my son, Xiao Shan. Recently, he has been involved with those dirty things. Brother Puppet, please do me a favor and save him. Don't worry, I know the rules. My life savings are all in that building. I will sell it later and transfer the money to you …"

Chung Shen-soo blew out a smoke ring and pointed at the building carelessly, "I developed this building. Song Zhong is my henchman …"

"How many billions is that?"

Han Shan was stunned and thought to himself, So this is the real big shot …

"Mr. Puppet!"

At this time, Wan Xiaolou and Wen Wanqing also hurried over and bowed deeply, "Long time no see!"

They did not know too much. They only knew that this person was very powerful, very powerful.

The foundation had always taken care of them just because they had met this person once, which showed how much the foundation had taken care of them.

After last night, Han Bingjie and his family had become the focus of surveillance.

Nothing that happened here could escape their eyes.

When they saw Chung Shen-soo, they hurried over to meet him.

"Oh? The two little girls from back then have grown up now? Do you have a boyfriend? Are you married? How old is your child? "

Wan Xiaolou covered his heart, "Boss, it hurts. If you don't talk about this, we can still be good friends!"

"Hahaha …"

Chung Shen-soo laughed heartily and pointed at their earphones, "Tell the people behind you, hmm, the foundation's evaluation team, that I want to go to the foundation's headquarters!"

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