"Ding thud" A sound of footsteps came from outside the door. A red-haired man in a light blue suit pushed open the door of the cell in Factory No. 2 with expressionless expression and walked in. The ghost in the cell was watching over the cell floated in front of the man and lowered his head and replied respectfully: "Master..."

The man's eyes were filled with cold light, and he waved his hand to interrupt his answer: "Don't make a name for it. How did the things I arranged?"

"Master, they were all 31 people in prison. What was unexpected was that we accidentally arrested many outsiders and didn't know what to do. Please tell me." The ghost said the fat white man a little helplessly, and his eyes glanced towards the direction he was sleeping.

"Interesting!" The man obviously saw his helplessness towards the unexpected person through the ghost's eyes: "Since it is an accident, then I will detain him here for the time being. The sacrifices of the ceremony must be kept standardized and pure, and there will be no trouble. Now take me to the cell to take a look."

"Yes." After hearing this, the ghost led the man to the cell without saying a word. This was a small and medium-sized factory building of steel and concrete. Later, a large metal gate was added to transform it into a cell. It is now used by the organization to detain materials.

The cell was originally empty, but now it was squeezed into the corner by more than 30 people, which seemed to have a illusion of head heavy. In the dark corner, three rats with big heads close to the size of a baby's head were open with green eyes, and two pairs of pairs of forelimbs pinched weeds and nibbled carefully. A mouse with scarred eyes shook the fine hair on its body, revealing a pair of rat teeth roared at the crowd, which shocked the group of people to push each other.

Not long after, the leading rat disappeared into the hole in the corner with the other rats as if frightened, but the group still felt countless rodents whispering in their ears.

A man with a national face with a fifty-year-old face looked like he was in his fifties. The fear on his face was suppressed by the anger in his heart for a moment. He reached out and pulled everyone around him to the ground: "Look at you, there is no chance at all. Now I stand up for you, haven't you seen that the ghost has left?"

"Who knows if it will return? We are not that fat man with thick flesh, the whip that hits it hurts heartily." This sentence suddenly appeared among the crowd squatting on the ground and pretending to be ostrich, which made Chai Guoqiang feel anxious.

"You-" I think that Chai Guoqiang, I, from a small clerk to the current position of the head of the city thirty years ago, was a bloody battle all the way. You guys who came out with me were shaking flags and shouting. At least I have seen strong storms over the years. I didn't expect that even a mouse is afraid of now. If he was like a bear all day, Chai Guoqiang would doubt that his training methods were really bad?

"Do it all in rows." Chai Guoqiang's low voice slowly echoed in the dark cell, and a sense of majesty of a superior emerged from him, causing the person squatting on the ground to freeze and stand up involuntarily. The director and section chief who used to be arrogant in the office were even more trembling at this time, and they did not dare to look directly at Chai Guoqiang's sharp eyes. It was obvious that what happened tonight scared them.

"How do I teach you in normal times? You need to be brave when encountering things, and you need to be brave when encountering things! Now, a few evil spirits and gods scared you, which is really embarrassing!" Mayor Chai became more and more excited as he suddenly shook the grievances he had suffered before: "Did you forget one of the three principles of the three major principles of socialist race policy? Those comrades who went to the provincial party school to study recited the regulations on the control of supernatural forces loudly! As materialist fighters, what should we do? Ah! Back to the people and back to the party, what are all monsters and monsters? Paper tigers!" After hearing Mayor Chai's words, several brave comrades stretched their heads and looked at the surrounding environment like a dexterous rabbit.

"Papapapapapapapapapa, Mayor Chai is worthy of being Mayor Chai, and their fear was eliminated in just a few words." This was a red-haired man who walked in as he clapped and walked. He was wearing a light blue suit and dressed like an elite in his workplace, but in Chai Guoqiang's eyes, the aristocratic aura of patrolling the territory that he exuded in his every move made him have some speculation in his heart.

Chai Guoqiang was about to speak when a short round-faced man's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to jump out: "Boy, you are from the Sequoia Army team. Didn't you know Mayor Chai and I suffered a lot tonight? We came so late, be careful that I went back and peeled your skin! Why are you still standing there? Why don't you open the door of the cell, something without eyesight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a green smoke turned into a green palm and slapped him hard on the face. The huge force suddenly made him dizzy.

"The smiley face is a secret, I haven't seen you for many years, and your style is still the same! But now that your master hasn't spoken yet, don't bark like this dog." The red hair on Mao Yu's head floated up unconsciously, and a bunch of hair twisted into countless blood-red snakes hissing and forked.

He turned his head and said to Chai Guoqiang: "This is the famous Mayor Chai, I have long admired Daqie."

"Happy, Lucky, what do you want to do with this little brother? If there is a place where you need it, there is no place in the entire S City that I, Chai, cannot do." Chai Guoqiang didn't even look at the old friend who fell behind him, and laughed and bowed to Mao Yu to show his spirit. He had dealt with these dark-siding experts. They did not shake hands than some business groups now. Sometimes the ancient rituals were more in line with their appetites.

"Oh, Mayor Chai is so generous, I can't help but give face." Mao Yu's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "I really have something I need to help you, Mayor Chai."

"What?" Although Mayor Chai smiled, he felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"I wonder if Mayor Chai can give up your head." Mao Yu's words buzzed like Jiuyou's howling, and for a moment, countless blood-stained ghosts emerged from the void in all directions. They pulled their long tongues and wet saliva to climb from the darkness to his face.

At this time, a blue light emitted from Chai Guoqiang's body to dispel the ghosts that surged from all sides, and his consciousness was suddenly pulled out of the chaos.

"It's a pity that the humanitarian power of City S has not completely dissipated." Mao Yu shook his head regretfully, and held his left hand casually, as if he had a pounding in the air. Secretary Hu, who had just gotten up from the ground, was hit by Mao Yu's energy again: "Oh, my hand slipped accidentally."

After these two blows, Hu Mi took out a white handkerchief from his chest and shook it tremblingly. One of the round faces with a ridiculous panda's eyes was red and swollen and blue. His embarrassed look made several colleagues next to him cover their mouths and laugh.

"We have never met this little brother. Is this a grudge from where? Besides, beating a dog depends on the owner. In front of me, isn't it a bit unauthorized for doing this?" Chai Guoqiang's face turned pale, and the two complex emotions of anger and fear were intertwined. If it weren't for the official energy protection, he would have been swallowed alive by a group of cruel ghosts.

"Mayor Chai, you may not know about the Maojia Village destruction incident thirteen years ago." Mao Yu's red hair was like a snake, and red snakes were entrenched on his head one after another. His snake eyes were slightly opened and he attacked Chai Guoqiang at any time.

"Are you a survivor of Maojia Village?" Mayor Chai's eyes shrank, his tone was a little incredible. At that time, the people under his command had clearly checked the bodies of the entire Maojia Village, and there was no one missing in neatly. How could there be a survivor? Could it be that the man in front of him was actually an evil ghost? Mayor Chai thought about it more and more likely.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!