Chapter 302 Your Father Is Here

Based on the traces of Yin Qi he sensed, Shen Jian quickly drove there.

On the road.

The chat interface is constantly refreshing with content.

It’s about the supernatural auction house.

[Scholar: x-on:All members, does anyone know this person? He is the auctioneer of the supernatural auction house, and his identity is human. It can be determined that he is one of the players of the thriller game, and is not in our queue of 50 players. He entered the ghost town after failing the mission. 】

[Scholar: x-on:All members, he has disappeared now, but he has clues to remove the ghost tattoo. If there are clues, let us know, and we are going to carry out a rescue operation to save him. 】

Look at the chat message above.

Shen Jian withdrew his gaze.

This group of four-star players is indeed quite efficient.

It only took most of a day to sneak into the supernatural auction house and collect so much information.

And also learned about the missing auctioneer.

Shen Jian withdrew his gaze.

Speed ​​along based on the perceived location.

Soon we arrived at our destination.

…

But somewhere he didn't know, the chat history on the game panel was still flooding the screen.

[Passenger A: I know him. His ID is [Uncle Chen], a Samsung player. We have cooperated twice. I remember him saying that his identity in the real world is an auctioneer. 】

[Passenger B: I am an ordinary member of the Intelligence Hall. I just received a piece of information. I took a peek at it. It contained information about the kidnapping of the auctioneer, and the clues pointed directly to a top-notch red-shirted Incinerator. 】

[Passenger C: Then I will also contribute. I own a supernatural video recorder that can rewind the footage three hours before the incident. This may help us find the location of the incendiary ghost. 】

[Passenger: I have a supernatural prop for divination, and the result I calculated is: good luck. 】

[Scholar: Very good. Whether or not the ghost tattoo can be removed may depend on whether each of us can leave this ghost place. Ten minutes later, we will start searching from the crime scene to try to rescue this person. As for the top red-level Burning Ghost, it's up to us to deal with it. 】

The chat interface keeps refreshing the screen.

Unbeknownst to Shen Jian, a group of players who entered the ghost town were ready to unite to launch a rescue operation.

…

at the same time.

In a magnificent ancient mansion.

Wearing a red and black robe, the son of the river god soaked himself in the artificial lake.

See things and miss people.

He missed his mother.

If the human hadn't forced his mother to submit, how could they have separated mother and son.

And how could he choose to enter this ghost town that scares all ghosts to train himself?

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty.

In less than three months, he has successfully promoted to the Ghost King.

I believe that in less than two years, he will be able to advance to the Abyss level under extreme pressure.

This was a level that not even his mother, the River Goddess, had reached.

This level of terror could definitely kill the human and free the mother from the devil's clutches.

Think of this.

The son of the river god emerged from the lake.

Came to the lobby.

On the lobby.

Several fierce ghosts have been waiting for a long time.

"Boss, you've made a big mistake. You captured the human auctioneer. Now the Meng Ghost Gang will definitely focus their attention on us. We can't withstand the Meng Ghost Gang's attack."

A headless fierce ghost buzzed.

"Why are you panicking? This was originally a negotiation, and your statement is also wrong. It was the Burning Ghost who captured the human being. I rescued the other party and saved the human being from the fate of being killed. The supernatural auction house should Thank me."

The son of the river god corrected:

"When the time comes, we can completely rely on this opportunity to propose joining the Meng Gui Gang, and then set up an independent tang, and use the foundation of the Meng Gui Gang to develop ourselves. When the time is right, we will take the members of the tang to leave the Meng Gui Gang and directly Form a new organization.”

Hear this.

The eyes of several fierce ghosts in the lobby shone brightly.

It was as if they had already seen their bright future.

They originally chose to follow the Son of the River God not only because of the opponent's ghost king-level strength, but also because of his intelligence comparable to that of humans.

Their future glory is planned out.

They do everything in detail, giving them hope of getting ahead.

Now it seems.

Their original decision was not wrong.

The son of the river god is a great talent.

With such a mind and strength, why can't he reach the top in the ghost town and become a big shot like the leader of the Menggui Gang?

They are witnessing a new miracle in the ghost town.

at this time.

A younger brother hurried in.

"Boss, an evil spirit has broken in and has killed several of our brothers. We can't stop it."

"What?"

The son of the river god was furious.

"Who is it? Didn't I tell you that if you encounter people from the Fierce Ghost Gang or the Supernatural Auction House, let them in?"

"Boss, we asked, but the evil ghost outside opened his mouth and said, "I am your father."

Son of the River God:?

"Oh, no, he said "I am the father of the river god"."

Son of the River God:? ? ?

Hear this.

He laughed angrily.

Someone actually dared to call himself his father.

He is a supernatural creature created by his mother, where does his father come from?

At this time.

Another boy ran in with a frightened face: "Boss, we can't stop it, that evil ghost has already broken in here."

The face of the son of the river god became extremely gloomy.

The robes fluttered in the wind.

The supernatural pressure belonging to the ghost king level is rolling in.

Covering the whole place.

All of a sudden.

All the fierce ghosts felt their whole bodies trembling.

The boss is angry.

The anger of a ghost king level ghost is unimaginable.

Although the ghost city is large and there are many evil ghosts, the evil ghosts who can reach the ghost king level are all the best among ghosts and hold high positions in the organization.

Unless there are some large-scale gang wars, no ghosts at the level of ghost kings will be seen.

One can imagine how lofty the status of a ghost king is.

"Very well, let him in. I want to see who has such courage."

The son of the river god smiled sinisterly.

The red and black robe was gradually dyed red.

The weird red light also began to spread.

…

Da da da……

Heavy footsteps sounded outside.

The son of the River God raised his head and stared at the intruder with his furious eyes.

then……

A demonic figure appeared in front of him.

The moment I saw this figure.

The body of the son of the river god trembled instantly.

It was as if some extremely terrifying memory had been awakened deep in his soul.

The first time I saw it, I recalled the fear of being dominated.

This figure is none other than Shen Jian.

"you……"

The son of the river god was confused.

His furious eyes became extremely clear, the resentment on his body suddenly disappeared, and he became submissive.

It's that human being.

He was definitely not wrong.

He still vaguely remembers it.

I had stayed well in Xiaoluo River and was about to enjoy the sacrifices of the River God Festival. This human dropped a white bone stick without saying a word.

It lured him out like a fried fish pond.

Then because he failed to transform the golden bone rod, the silver bone rod, and the white bone rod, he was brutally killed by this human being.

His head was chopped off directly.

When he revived from the dead state again, his mother, the River Goddess, was already standing beside the human being, looking like she was being coerced.

He also watched helplessly as the human stretched out his dog paw towards his mother.

But the mother did not dare to resist.

He could only watch.

exactly.

Only then did he set out the great ambition of "Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, and don't bully young people into poverty."

Now the question is.

It hasn't been thirty years yet, but his biggest enemy has already come to his door while he is still in the developmental stage. How to defeat him?

Waiting online, quite urgent.

He was completely dumbfounded.

And this time.

The younger brother below is still shouting: "Don't be complacent, our boss is here, he is a ghost king, you will definitely die without a burial place."

"That's right, if you offend a ghost king and invader, your end has come and you will be dismembered into eight pieces."

"Oh, if you dare to break in here, you have been sentenced to death in the eyes of our boss. You will be suppressed to the most filthy place at the bottom of the well and die forever."

Son of the River God:…

Listening to these cheering voices, his face turned the color of pig liver.

Especially when looking at Shen Jian's dangerous eyes.

He swallowed.

Trying to keep his tone as calm as possible, he said: "Well, my family also made chicken soup. The old hen used may burn wood after stewing for a long time. I'll go back and turn off the heat first."

Ghosts:? ? ?

What an old hen.

Boss, when did you drink this stuff?

The ghosts don't know why.

And at this time.

Shen Jian had already walked over with dangerous eyes.

Jie Jie smiled sinisterly and said: "Son of the River God, do you want me to die without a burial place? Do you want to dismember me into eight pieces? Do you want to suppress me to the bottom of the well?"

Every word.

Shen Jian's aura was a bit scary.

All the supernatural oppression all over the body was concentrated on the son of the river god.

The son of the river god wanted to cry but had no tears.

That's not what I said.

I never spoke.

I won’t take the blame for this.

"By not speaking, does that mean you acquiesce?"

Shen Jian's eyes became more dangerous and he had already taken out the ghost knife from his body.

See this.

The son of the river god's hands and feet went limp, and he felt a dull pain in his neck, as if he was about to fall.

It was this ghost knife that dismembered his head with one blow.

If he were to be stabbed again, there would be no second River Goddess to intercede for him.

Think of this.

The son of the river god was even more panicked.

Seeing Shen Jian approaching step by step, he kneeled down subconsciously.

Shouting at the top of his lungs:

"father!"

Ghosts:? ? !

Shen Jian:......