"Bang."

Cao Yanhua looked irritated and slammed his hand on the table. He stood up in anger, his lips trembling and unable to speak.

On the computer Ghost Controller website in front of him, there were horrifying photos displayed. Each photo was of a pale and bloodless dead head, which was kept as a trophy and photographed and uploaded.

Zhao Jianguo said painfully: "We have lost twenty city leaders, Minister Cao. Our losses during this period have been too great."

Behind every photo is a brutal hunting operation, a loss of lives. The anger of the King's organization was vented, and the horrific losses were enough to plunge the country into huge chaos.

Not only that, an atmosphere of fear and uneasiness has spread among Interpol. If the decline is not stopped in time, there will be situations where they would rather resign to protect themselves.

"This is not a small battle. What we are fighting for is the foundation we have accumulated. It's worth trading the lives of twenty city leaders for the lives of eight kings! Let's see who will fall first in the end."

Cao Yanhua looked haggard, sat back in his chair, held the handle and sighed deeply.

A heavy burden of survival was pressing on his back. At this moment, he understood very clearly that the headquarters must survive this hurdle. If he could not survive, he would be a sinner through the ages.

"The purpose of the King's organization uploading these photos is to show off the results of their revenge during this period. How should we respond?" Zhao Jianguo scratched his hair hard and asked with force.

Cao Yanhua said extremely seriously: "Declare war!"

"Go tell Yang Jian and ask him to formally declare war on behalf of the headquarters as the law enforcement captain. Also, the King's Organization did not dare to report the last battle damage, so we have to help them publicize it."

"I will ask Qin Meirou to ask Liang Xingyang to give him a few photos of the eight imprisoned kings, upload them to the Ghost Controller website as evidence, and fight back fiercely." Seeing Cao Yanhua's firm attitude, Zhao Jianguo said worriedly: "It's just that the city at the headquarters is responsible.

How should one be comforted?”

If people's hearts are shaken, it can easily bring down the headquarters.

Cao Yanhua said solemnly: "I personally took over this part of the work. The decline can only be restored with victory, so the results of this counterattack must be beautiful, so that everyone can trust the headquarters and get through the difficulties."

At the headquarters meeting, Yang Jian decided to take the initiative and asked the twelve captains to ensure the stability of the domestic situation. However, the king organized a proactive provocation, and the headquarters must fight back without delay.

"After the meeting, what happened in Yang Jian?"

Zhao Jianguo shook his head, picked up his landline and called Liu Xiaoyu to inquire about the situation. After hanging up the phone, he said: "He is investigating the disappearance of Xiao Yang, the person in charge of Dashan City, and Liu Xiaoyu will continue to follow up on the situation."

Cao Yanhua nodded slowly, hesitated, and asked, "Is there any movement over there at Liang Xingyang?"

According to the information given by Yang Jian, six of the eight kings were poisoned by Liang Xingyang. The horrific record is enough to illustrate the problem.

Liang Xingyang grew up too fast and was restless. Every confrontation at the headquarters ended in failure, forcing Cao Yanhua to calm down and change his strategy from attacking to ignoring, and both parties were in peace.

Zhao Jianguo shook his head: "The manpower deployed in Shangtong Building is almost useless, and there is no way to find out the news. He has risen, and the intelligence department of the headquarters has no help for him. The relationship with the headquarters has always been lukewarm."

Cao Yanhua thought of Mr. Qin in the statue, and of Wang Xiaoming who was seriously ill and refused to be cured by supernatural powers. He sighed heavily and said: "Forget it, he is still very sensible and will not make mistakes in matters of right and wrong. However, if

It would be even better if he could join forces with Yang Jian."

If the relationship between the two parties was not so unhappy, he would really like to win people over to the headquarters, but he also knows that this is impossible.

…

Dachang City.

"I'll give you the photos later."

Liang Xingyang paid attention to what happened on the Ghost Controller website, understood the headquarters' plan, and was willing to help the headquarters with this small favor.

After hanging up the phone.

Scarlet blood flowed out from under his feet, forming a pool of blood on the floor, with several mutilated bodies emerging from it.

The eight figures of the terrifying manor owner, the preacher, the old man in a Western dress, Simon, the painter, the twin girls, the coffin bearer, and the butcher were floating in the blood pool.

Under the supernatural ineffectiveness of the ghost blood, these eight kings were forced to sleep. If they were freed from the ghost blood, they could quickly regain consciousness and be resurrected.

Liang Xingyang took out his mobile phone to take photos and sent these eight photos to Qin Meirou.

"Jingle bell."

Just when he was about to put away his phone, an unknown number called.

Liang Xingyang clicked the connect button in confusion, and a foreign woman's voice immediately came from the phone: "I am the daughter of the manor owner, Anna."

"I can sacrifice my life to save my father's life. Dear strong man, I hope you will give me a chance."

The manor's daughter?

"interesting."

Liang Xingyang smiled, thought in his mind, pondered for a while and said: "What about a deal? Give me the nautical chart of the ghost ship, and I will give you the head of the manor owner."

He didn't ask Anna how she got the phone number. Under the influence of the supernatural, it was not difficult to find a line of numbers.

So he stated his request straight to the point, and the cautious manor owner's level of terror was greatly reduced, and there would no longer be any threats.

Anna's weak voice became lower, as if she was wronged: "Mr. Liang, Anna understands your request, but it is difficult to achieve it."

After that, she seemed to have mustered up the courage, and her voice was still weak: "You know, Anna wants to trade her intact father."

"Then let's talk about it after you think about it carefully."

Liang Xingyang shook his head slightly, and after speaking with a tough attitude, he hung up the phone directly.

The woman on the other end of the phone was playing some clever tricks, hoping to bargain, but he didn't want to agree.

A nautical chart that could only be used for navigation was not worth releasing the owner of the manor.

"Jingle bell."

After a while, the phone rang again.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, and without much surprise, he chose to answer the phone: "Have you thought about it clearly?"

"Mr. Liang, can you..." Anna said pitifully.

Liang Xingyang didn't tolerate her either: "No! After hanging up this call, you will completely lose the opportunity to trade with the manor owner."

After a while, Anna's calm voice came over: "I agree to the terms of the transaction. However, I hope to trade a very important piece of information back to my father's body."

Liang Xingyang said coldly: "Very important information, how important is it?"

Anna did not answer this question, but said: "Please believe me once, how about finding a closed room, bringing my father, and we can talk face to face?"

“You won’t be disappointed.”

After finishing speaking, Anna also told the restriction that the secret room cannot be affected by supernatural beings.
Chapter completed!