Chapter 150: Resurrection

Chapter 150: Resurrection

At this moment, it was still afternoon.

The sky was not dark.

Everything in the manor was clearly visible.

Especially when the ghost that Wang Xiaoqiang had released in the conference hall walked out, not no one saw this scene, except for the staff in the building.

Outside the manor, next to the corpses on the ground.

Ma Youcai, who had barely saved his life, touched his neck that felt like it could split open at any moment. Before he could recover from his shock and fear, his face instantly turned pale and his body went limp when he saw the situation in front of him.

A person, no, it could no longer be considered a person.

The person in front of him was now just a highly decomposed corpse, emitting a foul smell, with the flesh on its body already rotten, revealing its white bones.

And on that face, there was bloody flesh stuck to a skull, without even eyeballs.

No matter where it was placed, such a person was already a corpse.

But it was still alive.

And it could still move.

And it was walking towards here from a distance.

"A ghost~!"

Ma Youcai was so scared that he almost fainted.

Although he knew that dealing with these ghost tamers and fierce ghosts was terrifying, when he actually saw a ghost appear in front of him, this fear was enough to destroy a person's sanity.

The sun was shining above his head.

According to the weather in July, the only thing a person would feel under the sun was the heat, but at this moment, Ma Youcai felt bone-chilling cold.

As if all the blood in his body froze at this moment.

The highly decomposed ghost slowly walked to the side of the deceased Wang Xiaoqiang.

"What does it want to do?" Ma Youcai wanted to escape in fear.

But his body didn't listen, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

Whether it was due to excessive fear or because Yang Jian had previously exchanged bodies with him.

This ghost did not kill Ma Youcai. Instead, it squatted down slowly and reached into Wang Xiaoqiang's corpse, slowly removing the internal organs from the body.

After the bloody internal organs were taken out, the ghost did not throw them away. Instead, it chose to stuff them into its own body.

Heart, liver, stomach, intestines... an empty skeleton gradually filled up.

After the internal organs were emptied, the ghost tore off the flesh from the corpse and then stuck it onto its own body.

The movements were rough, but they contained a certain eerie power.

He pointed at his own body.

A middle-aged bald head sat atop a robust and muscular body. It was a sight that was utterly incongruous.

"That's the power of his second ghost. You're lucky. It seems he coveted your assets, so he spared your life. But he also placed restrictions on your body. If I'm not mistaken, he can replace your head at will, and also remove it at any time. From now on, you won't be able to escape his control."

"Unless you die."

At this point, Wang Xiaoqiang squinted his eyes and sent out a few messages on his phone.

"So many shareholders and people have died, and the club is likely to disband after his disturbance. If he doesn't die, the club won't be able to stand in Dachang City. This man is too dangerous. He has just become a ghost controller and has already obtained the method to control the second ghost. Did my elder brother deliberately conceal the news? Why didn't I receive any news about him going to the laboratory?"

"What exactly happened at the entrance of Huanggang Village that day? Could it be related to this?"

Wang Xiaoqiang began to speculate, but no matter what, today's events were not over yet.

And the only survivor, Ma Youcai, did not reveal the truth to Wang Xiaoqiang or mention anything about Wang Yue.

Because he now understood that his life was in Yang Jian's hands. If he told Wang Xiaoqiang the truth and Yang Jian found out, he would be dead for sure.

So, for the sake of his own life, he had to conceal the news.

"Why didn't I realize before that these ghost controllers are all monsters?" Ma Youcai was still trembling with fear.

The resurrected Wang Xiaoqiang, who had a ghost hidden in his body, Yang Jian, who could remove people's heads at will and make them disappear, and Wang Yue, who had not shown his abilities... These people were not human.

They were all evil ghosts wearing human skin.

They could kill without blinking an eye.

"Mr. Ma, after suffering such harm today, don't you want to take revenge? As long as Yang Jian is alive, you'll be under his control for the rest of your life. Only by killing him can you be safe." Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly looked at him again.

"I, I don't want to get involved in such things anymore." Ma Youcai trembled.

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "I'm not asking you to get involved. Just sponsor the club with one billion. There will be a result to this matter. For Mr. Ma, one billion is a lot, but it's not an amount you can't afford, right? I originally wanted the other shareholders to share some of the burden, but as you can see, the others have all been killed by Yang Jian. There will be a lot of issues regarding inheritance and distribution of assets in the future. It's probably impossible to continue sponsoring the club."

"As the only surviving shareholder, Mr. Ma, your responsibility is heavy."

"I, I'll try my best." Ma Youcai didn't refuse, but he didn't give a definite answer either.

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "I'll give Mr. Ma three days to raise the funds. It's just as well, I also need to make some preparations."

After saying this, he patted Ma Youcai's shoulder, looking as if he was entrusting him with a heavy responsibility, and then got up and left.

As soon as he turned around,

Wang Xiaoqiang's face turned pale, and an uncontrollable killing intent surged in his heart.

The only reason he was still alive was that the ghost inside him hadn't abandoned him yet and was willing to stay in his body. In reality, he had already been killed by Yang Jian once.

Although his name was Xiaoqiang (which means 'strong' in Chinese),

He wasn't invincible. If he died a few more times, there would eventually be an accident, and he wouldn't be able to resurrect.