President Bingshan's Cold Guard

At that time, Thousand Ghosts faced the headquarters.

In the main hall, sitting on the throne is a man wearing a black robe and a purple gold ghost mask. This person is the ghost king.

Below the main hall, there is a masked man with a strong aura, surrounded by six gold medal ghost-masked killers.

The masked man didn't seem to pay attention to the six gold medal ghost-mask killers, but looked at the ghost king above.

"Your Excellency?" Ghost King looked down at the masked man with a low tone.

This uninvited guest made him feel a little dangerous, and his six confidants might not be able to stop the masked man.

The masked man fiddled with his fingers, and said, "Ghost King, I was the one who issued the 200 billion dollar reward, and the efficiency of your thousands of ghost faces is too bad."

As early as a month ago, he used the username Chi You to post a bounty on the official website of Qian Ren Gui Mian. Until now, he hadn't even seen a splash, and anyone would be impatient.

The Ghost Face of Thousand People is the number one killer organization in the Western Diablo world after all. It's just Zhao Mengxue. Is it that difficult?
"Are you the one who issued the bounty?"

Hearing this, the ghost king leaned forward, motioning for the six gold-plated ghost-masked killers to step back.

The masked man came to the door at this time, I am afraid that he came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, so it is a bit difficult to deal with it now.

"Yes, it's me."

The masked man nodded and looked at the ghost king above, "Ghost king, should you give me an explanation?"

Seeing the six gold medal ghost-masked killers exit the hall, the ghost king stepped down from the throne and stood still five meters in front of the masked man.

"A few days ago, I sent nine gold-plated ghost-mask killers and eighteen silver-plate ghost-mask killers to catch Zhao Mengxue, but they failed."

"In the end, only two gold medal ghost-faced killers came back, and both were seriously injured."

Hearing what the ghost king said, surprise flashed in the masked man's eyes, "Oh? Could it be that Zhao Mengxue has a master by his side?"

He still has a little understanding of the Thousand Ghost Mask Organization, and the Gold Medal Ghost Mask Killer is already considered a strong one.

Nine gold medal ghost-faced killers tried, but they failed to capture Zhao Mengxue back. Zhao Mengxue definitely has top experts around her.

"It's a mad dragon." The ghost king didn't hide it, after all, the masked man in front of him is not so easy to fool.

Mad Dragon?The masked man froze for a moment, why does this sound familiar?
But in the next second, he remembered that there is only one mad dragon in the Western Dark World, and that is the Lord of the Holy Demon Palace.

There was a lot of fear in the masked man's eyes, and he asked, "Ghost king, are you talking about the mad dragon, the master of the Holy Demon Palace?"

The mad dragon is not a guy to mess with, but it is a top powerhouse who has reached a tie with Zeus.

You know, Zeus is the lord of the gods, known as the top combat power in the dark world of the West.

No one has ever escaped from Zeus' hand, but the dragon did it.

Even the masked man himself doesn't even have the courage to face Zeus, let alone fight Zeus to a tie.

"That's right, Kuang Long personally called to warn me not to think about Zhao Mengxue again."

As if he was afraid that the masked man would not believe him, the ghost king took out his mobile phone and played the recording of the call at that time.

He didn't have the guts to fight the mad dragon, not to mention that after that day, he received information that people from the Holy Demon Temple were asking for information about Qianrenguimian.

This time, the mad dragon is coming for real. If he dares to act rashly again, I believe that the Holy Demon Palace will come to him soon.

The people in the Holy Demon Palace are not easy to mess with, even the ghosts of thousands of people don't want to confront them head-on, no matter whether it is the devil or the holy master, they are all lunatics.

"Ghost King, I hope this matter ends here."

After listening to the last sentence of the recording, the masked man's eyes were full of solemnity, and he started pacing left and right.

Why did this crazy dragon appear in Huaxia?He remembered that the Holy Demon Palace didn't do much research on genetic warriors.

Seeing that the masked man was a little anxious, the ghost king was also a little depressed. It would be even better if the masked man retreated despite the difficulties and withdrew the reward.

No one wants to fight against that lunatic Kuanglong, he is not a person who plays cards according to common sense, he really angered him, and the people of the Holy Demon Palace will definitely not die with him.

"Ghost King, my reward has been released, there is no turning back."

Half a minute later, the masked man finally stopped and looked at the ghost king, "I'll give you another seven days. After seven days, I want to see the genetic research data or Zhao Mengxue himself."

Zhao Mengxue's genetic research results have great reference significance for the research of genetic warriors, and he can't give up just because of a mad dragon.

What's more, Huaxia is a restricted area of ​​the Western Diablo World. It is impossible for Kuanglong to summon all the people from the Holy Demon Palace to Huaxia, and there is still an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Seeing that the masked man is still so persistent, and the ghost king under the mask has a serious face, it is really difficult to ride a tiger.

"Ghost King, I have already paid you 100 billion US dollars, and if I don't see Zhao Mengxue in seven days, I will take someone to level your hall."

Seeing that the ghost king was still hesitating, the masked man exploded with hostility, and the whole hall was violently blown, as if the end was coming.

He wasn't just joking, if he didn't see Zhao Mengxue by then, he would really flatten the hall of thousands of ghost faces, and that would be the death of the ghost king.

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura on the masked man, the ghost king frowned. He didn't expect that the masked man's strength was not inferior to his own.

Just now he only sensed a hint of danger from the masked man, but now the danger is rising sharply and has completely threatened his life.

"Ghost King, take care of yourself." The masked man left a sentence and disappeared into the hall.

It is still useful for the ghost king to keep it, he doesn't want to kill this guy now.

It wasn't until the masked man left that an old man with white hair came out of the darkness, and said solemnly, "Ghost King, this time it's really a dilemma."

The masked man's strength should not be underestimated, even if he joins forces with the ghost king, he may not be able to stay.

Turning his head to look at the white-haired old man, the ghost king said in a cold tone, "What a big tone, leveling my hall? Are you really treating yourself like an onion?"

That masked man was too arrogant, dared to say in front of him that he wanted to crush the face of a thousand ghosts, but the clay figurine was still a little bit angry.

"Ghost King, let's think about the next plan." The white-haired old man sighed.

Ghost Dynasty walked towards the throne above, without saying a word for a long time, this time he had to prepare to be more careful.

Seeing that the ghost king was still thinking, the white-haired old man disappeared in place, as if he had never appeared.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, in a luxurious villa in the capital.

In the living room, next to the sofa is a young man in a wheelchair, holding a laptop in his hand, and his hands are constantly flying on the keyboard.

This person was Wu Mingliang who had just been released from prison, and his expression was very gloomy.

Soon, a login interface appeared on the computer screen. After entering the account password, the screen flashed, and a bloody prison came into view.

Seeing the blood-colored cage, Wu Mingliang hooked the corner of his mouth and revealed a ferocious smile, as if he was not frightened.