He Came from Hell...

“Why should I believe you?!”

Zhang Han was holding a fire axe, looking coldly at Wang Ye: “From beginning to end, the pace has been entirely under your control.”

“You said to chop up those freaky things, and we chopped them up too.”

“And now you’re saying we have a problem?!”

“Now I’m starting to suspect that the problem lies with you!”

As Zhang Han spoke, he turned around and stared fixedly at Wang Ye, his eyes full of wariness.

Wang Qiang and Liu Qian fell silent, not saying a word.

But they remained vigilant, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.

“Heh heh...”

“You’ve grown very quickly...”

Wang Ye laughed softly and said to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han's expression changed sharply. Somewhat gloomily he said, "What do you mean by that?!"

"Of course..."

"I meant it as a compliment to you."

Wang Ye's cool voice echoed in the air. His figure disappeared in an instant, reappearing behind Zhang Han at an extremely fast speed. He raised the axe in his hand and swung it at Zhang Han's back.

Blood splattered...

Staining Wang Ye's face red.

Zhang Han turned around, glaring resentfully at Wang Ye. Using his remaining strength, he said to Wang Qiang and Liu Qian, "He...is the ghost. Hurry...run."

Having said that, Zhang Han collapsed heavily to the ground, no longer breathing.

"You!"

Liu Qian's eyes flickered slightly. She instinctively took a step back, eyeing Wang Ye warily as the bones in her throat moved slightly.

"Heh heh..."

"Still quite fond of acting, aren't you..."

Wang Ye sneered coldly, his eyes full of chill. He lifted the axe and hacked down on Zhang Han's body again.

But Zhang Han's corpse didn't move at all. Blood slowly oozed from his body, trickling onto the floor.

Wang Qiang's brows furrowed slightly. He clenched the axe in his hand tightly, his skin subtly turning translucent and crystalline.

Wang Ye glanced at Liu Qian and Wang Qiang, then laughed lightly and said, "If your judgment is only at this level, I really have to wonder about Zhang ZiLiang's discernment."

Wang Qiang's gaze flickered slightly. After a long pause, he suddenly laughed, "We've never mentioned Zhang ZiLiang's name in business. I believe you."

Having said that, Wang Qiang tossed his axe to the ground and stood at a distance, saying nothing more.

Liu Qian heaved a faint sigh of relief, a smile reappearing on her face as she looked deeply at Wang Ye.

"Now, do you still have the interest to keep up this act?" Wang Ye said coldly, looking at Zhang Han's corpse lying on the ground.

Suddenly, the corpse got up in an extremely twisted posture that completely defied bodily mechanics. Its head spun around to face the direction of its back, glaring resentfully at Wang Ye.

"Damn it all."

"Damn it all to hell."

Zhang Han's face gradually twisted into a hideous mask, blood flowing steadily down his forehead, his eye sockets bulging out.

In the next moment, as if swinging a golf club, Wang Ye forcefully smashed the blunt backside of the axe into Zhang Han's head, knocking him face down on the ground again.

"Trying to scare me?"

"Without your doppelganger, you're nothing but a worthless coward!"

"I bet you infiltrated the city disguised as a human."

As he spoke, a rope stained with spots of blood appeared in Wang Ye's hand. He bound it tightly around Zhang Han.

Zhang Han roared furiously until the ropes were completely wrapped around him. His gaze gradually turned numb and vacant, like a stone statue.

"It's done. Time to clock off."

Looking at the fading ghost realm, Wang Ye smiled at Wang Qiang and Liu Qian.

Of course, his smile didn't look very harmonious, drenched in blood as he was.

Liu Qian unconsciously shuddered and moved farther away from Wang Ye.

Wang Qiang felt a chill run through his body, his scalp tingling. This thing that had nearly wiped out their entire team - Wang Ye had disposed of it so easily?

And it seemed...

Wang Ye hadn't even used his abilities at all, they had no idea what his powers were.

At best they could guess that his physical capabilities were extremely strong...

No longer paying any attention to Wang Qiang and Liu Qian standing stunned, Wang Ye walked out of the mall with the ghost in tow, as if out for a stroll.

As Wang Ye appeared, a group of investigators rushed forward to begin clean-up work.

But upon seeing Wang Ye clearly, all their expressions instantly tensed up, turning serious as they frantically retreated.

Guns were swiftly aimed at Wang Ye's body.

It seemed that if Wang Ye made any untoward moves, they would open fire without hesitation.

Drenched in blood with a strong bloody stench emanating from him, anyone would unquestionably believe he was a ghost if he claimed to be one now.

Seeing the investigators' reaction, Wang Ye couldn't help but smile wryly.

"I'm Wang Ye from Logistical Support. The supernatural incident has been resolved. I'm covered in blood, you can proceed with clean-up."

Wang Ye looked at the many investigators and said helplessly.

Then, to prove his identity, he tossed out his work pass.

Fortunately, Zhang ZiLiang had sent someone to deliver the newly made pass a few days ago, otherwise it would have been hard to explain.

An investigator captain solemnly accepted the ID, scrutinizing it for a long time before finally heaving a sigh of relief. "Stand down. He's one of us."

The investigator captain turned to Wang Ye and saluted sharply, "Thank you for your hard work!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

The investigators looked at Wang Ye respectfully and saluted in unison.

Frontline paranormals who dealt with supernatural incidents commanded the investigators' utmost respect.

Wang Ye sighed inwardly as he solemnly handed the binding rope over to the investigator captain, repeatedly emphasizing this ghost's abilities and urging him to handle it with care.

Although the supernatural incident appeared to have been easily resolved this time, Wang Ye knew...

If this ghost had made it to the city center and truly began to spread...it would have been nothing short of catastrophic.

There was no estimating how many lives would have been lost.

Moreover, trying to trace the ghost back to its origin would be a fool's errand.

But confinement was not his concern. If the ghost escaped even now, it would only prove the incompetence of the Heaven's Mandate organization.

...

Seeing the blood covering Wang Ye, the investigators' gazes were filled with respect.

One look was enough to know Wang Ye had gone through a life-and-death struggle. This time had clearly not been easy for him.

Then, equally drenched in blood, Wang Qiang and Liu Qian walked out.

After confirming no other survivors, the investigators surged in...

And rushed back out in sheer horror after barely 10 seconds. Some of the younger women even threw up.

Then the sounds of vomiting rose.

The overpowering stench of blood and rotting corpses...

And also...

Headless corpses filling the entire mall...

This place was like hell.

Wang Ye was like a devil emerged from hell...

They looked at Wang Ye complexly as he drank water nearby, unable to imagine how this man could remain so composed after experiencing it all.

Moreover...he could even still drink water.

Just then, a phone rang...