"Ghost!" Hao Zhi shouted and pulled Wang Yanke over, with his hands behind his back. "If you dare to hurt her again, I'll fight with you!"

"Tut tut..." the ghost looked indifferent again. "You speak so loudly. How can you fight with me? What can you fight with? Your physical strength is no different from that of ordinary people, and your consciousness can't be used. I'll kill you like crushing a bedbug..."

After a humiliation in front of Wang Yanke's face, Hao Zhi was said to be angry. He could no longer resist the surging anger in his heart, swung his fist and hit the proud face of the ghost: "I'm a maggot mud horse!"

The ghost smiled mysteriously. He didn't hide or flash. He just took his fist gently with a finger and threw it to the side. Then he suddenly grabbed Hao Zhi's collar with his backhand and pressed it down hard in the front area!

Hao Zhi fought his life, and the power he wielded was instantly dissolved. His body stumbled, and then he was pulled over. He couldn't stand stably and fell forward directly. Following the power of the ghost's hand, he fell heavily with his face towards the corner of the seat below. His eyebrow bone knocked on the armrest of the mahogany chair, and his head bounced, and Venus rose in front of him.

"Ah!" when Wang Yanke saw that Hao Zhi had been beaten, he desperately wanted to rush up and pull the ghost. He pushed him gently with one hand. The whole person flew out five or six meters like a piece of paper and fell on a sofa.

The ghost squatted down, looked at Hao Zhi lying face down on the ground, and said sarcastically, "it's no use relying on hard words alone. The world is about strength, and no one will pity the weak..."

Hao Zhi struggled to hold up his body. Half of his face was numb and painful. A big bag was swollen on his left eyebrow bone, and there was only a seam in his eyes.

Trembling with anger, he didn't stand up. He curled up and suddenly arched forward, trying to hit the ghost's face with his head.

No, I have to hit you, too!

But how can ghosts eat him?

He hid a little behind, facing the head he hit, and raised his hand with a big ear stick, which was like a whip on Hao Zhi's face. He slapped Hao Zhi out and fell on his back again.

The ghost stepped forward and put a foot on his chest. With a slight force, Hao Zhi was out of breath. He painfully hugged the ghost's ankle with both hands, his face red and speechless.

He struggled with his hands and feet for a few times, but it didn't work. The ghost looked at Hao Zhi, who was unable to struggle, with sympathy on his face, but seemed to gloat: "you are a waste now! You know? You can't protect anyone at all, let alone me, just meet an ordinary expert in our organization, and you can't even save your own life!"

Hao Zhi felt his face burning and his mouth bleeding. His chagrin and anger burned his soul like a fire. He didn't even have room to resist!

But he was not reconciled. Suddenly, a mouthful of bloody saliva sprayed at the ghost. The ghost moved as fast as lightning, and his face was still stained with a drop of blood. Half of Hao Zhi's face was swollen and lost his human shape. He grinned

"NIMA coin, you can't hide!"

The ghost seems to be a clean person. His clothes and shoes are always spotless, his long hair is elegant and elegant. Hao Zhi seems to annoy him. He wiped the drop of blood with his fingers disdainfully, and suddenly went up and grabbed Hao Zhi's throat. His expression became ferocious.

Hao Zhi's back brain hit the ground heavily and fell dizzy. He felt that his hand was stuck in his throat like a huge pliers. He wanted to cough, but he couldn't breathe. His lungs were suffocating as if they were about to explode. He tried his best to breathe a mouthful of air, but he couldn't do it. In front of him, he blackened and his whole face turned purple red.

He opened his mouth like a thirsty fish and squeezed a sentence out of his throat with the last bit of strength: "kill me!"

Wang Yanke now got up from the sofa. She ran over and shouted, holding the ghost's arm with both hands to help Hao Zhi, but the ghost's arm was like a welded steel bar.

"You let him go, let him go!" Wang Yanke wailed and begged.

Kill you? The ghost seemed to be awakened by that sentence, and suddenly released his hand. Hao Zhichang took a breath and coughed violently. He put his hands around his neck and coughed and retched

The ghost took a long breath, bit his teeth with hatred, and looked disdainfully at Hao Zhi, who was dying on the ground: "listen to me, I also want to kill you now, but it's not time yet

I advise you not to be spoiled and spoiled. I really think I won't kill you. When I have to, I may change my plan, but before I kill you, I'll let you see with your own eyes how I killed Wang Yanke again. I'm not kidding. You can't stop me at all, so the best way is to be obedient, okay? "

Hao Zhi's ears roared like he was about to die. He felt like a fish bone stuck in his throat. He stretched his neck and swallowed spittle, but he couldn't speak. Wang Yanke held him and gently patted him on the back with his hand. He replied in a hurry: "well, well, we know, you don't hit him again!"

The ghost smiled and patted Hao Zhi on the head: "good boy! Only if you are obedient can you live longer!"

With that, he got up and walked towards the back of the plane. Wang Yanke followed Hao Zhizhi, who was almost paralyzed. The two knew that it was no use to escape. They had to honestly follow him around a few corners and return to the oval conference room.

As soon as he entered the conference room, he immediately aroused the agitation of the heads of state present.

"Who are you?" the French Prime Minister asked strangely when he saw the ghost breaking in impolitely.

Later, the heads of many countries recognized the man in front of them. They had seen the picture of the man in their reports before!

The world's most wanted man without identity and background information, ghost!

"I don't need to introduce myself too much?" the ghost even proudly put his hands on his back and stood in front of the crowd. "You've wanted to catch me for so many years, but you didn't expect to meet here today..."

"Ghost, you lost star, there must be no good where you are!" Xu zhe stood up as soon as he pressed the table. Compared with the ghost, he was much shorter and his body looked more stocky. However, Xu zhe was a general after all, with high spirit and fearless face.

"I'm here to provide you with some entertainment. Don't you want to find the traitor I arranged on this plane? Let me help you find... First of all, I'll tell you a secret. This man's code name in our organization is' virus'. His ability is very special. I'm afraid none of you can find him without my help."

"Is it invisibility? Or is it cosmetic surgery?" Hao Zhi gasped slowly and felt more recovered. He suddenly remembered what Wang Yanke said before.

"Hehe, such a low-level thing as Yirong can't be on the table. The virus... Can infect others. In fact, it's not surprising that you can't find him. This person doesn't exist at all!"

"What do you mean?" Xu zhe looked at him calmly.

"He has only consciousness but no body. How can you catch him?" the ghost laughed.

"How can someone's consciousness exist without the body?" Xu zhe said he didn't believe it.

"This is a very interesting story!

In fact, the virus used to have the same body as you and me, but its ability is very interesting. It can close other people's consciousness by contacting others, occupy the magpie's nest and use other people's bodies to kill.

The funny thing is still ahead. When performing an assassination mission arranged by the organization, he borrowed other people's bodies to perform the mission, but his unconscious body was treated as death by the police, so this guy became an ownerless wandering soul.

Therefore, the virus has no entity at all. Whoever has his consciousness in his body is the virus itself... "

Wang Yanke suddenly realized that no wonder when he used his brain to capture each other's brain waves, he found that an uncertain and unpredictable person existed. The virus circulated on everyone and transferred from one person to another.

The president of country m calmly sat in his seat and looked around with interest at everyone at the meeting: "do you mean that the virus has lurked in someone here? How is this possible? You need to know what kind of identity the gentlemen here are? How can he be given the opportunity to contact the head of state?"

The ghost did not answer the question of the president of state m, but asked Wang Yanke with a smile: "you are such a smart girl, should you have heard of the six degree division?"