God knows, how much patience Wu used to force himself not to pull out the knife and cut off the man in front of him.

He forced himself to stop thinking about it because it made him feel stupid.

An idea flashed across his mind, whether to let the starved ghost come down, and specifically explain it to Jiangcheng, saying that the snow was its own idea and had nothing to do with him.

Then, in front of Jiang Cheng, he severely punished the starving ghost, so that he would have to go down the stairs.

But later, nothing gave up.

Jiang Cheng is not a fat man, so he is not so easy to fool.

No face still pretended to be indifferent, and with a thought, he controlled the starving ghost to withdraw his supernatural powers. After all, he had been seen through, and it was meaningless to continue.

He wasn't to blame for this matter, but Jiang Cheng could only be blamed for being too ignorant of romance. He would actually check the weather forecast, which was unexpected.

But what happened next made Wu frowned.

The snow outside...is still falling again.

Instead of showing signs of stopping, the snow is getting more and more intense.

how so?

Wu continued to give orders to the starving ghost, but what made him feel cold was that the starving ghost seemed to be out of his control, refusing to carry out his orders, and turned against him instead.

This is the first time.

In the bedroom, Wu's figure disappeared instantly.

Waiting for nothing to appear again, it was on the roof of the building, which was the center of the snowstorm, a huge snow tornado rose into the sky, and in the very center of the tornado, a tall and haggard figure loomed.

Wu continued to try to control the starving ghost, but this time he just gave the order, the vision happened, and the snow tornado suddenly changed direction and rushed towards him.

Under the blessing of the snow tornado, the large snowflakes moved at an extremely exaggerated speed, like sharp blades, sweeping towards nothing.

Although the incident happened suddenly, they all retreated and advanced. There was no need to draw the knife at all. The left hand stretched out, inserted into the snow dragon roll, and then pulled hard, with five fingers spread out, and with a firm grip, a terrifying breath exploded in an instant. , crushed the snow dragon roll directly.

But as the snow tornado dissipated, there was no starved ghost inside.

A gust of wind came from behind, and the starving ghost flapped his huge palm and patted Wudoutou.

This is going to be an ordinary person, and this time it will be photographed as a meatloaf.

But Wu Wu had sensed the other party's breath a long time ago, his figure flickered, and he disappeared on the spot.

The starved ghost who was emptied had no time to doubt, suddenly, a huge force struck behind him, and without a scabbard, he knocked the 10-meter-tall starving ghost to the ground.

Then he stepped forward and stepped on the starved ghost's head.

He can easily kill the starving ghost, but it's meaningless. What he needs to figure out is why this happened.

It's not scary for a starved ghost to get out of control, and it's not scary for a few more guys to get out of control. What's really scary is that guy. No one thinks of the door that Lin Wan'er traded for him, and his eyes are dignified.

It would be really bad if that guy got out of control.

But when Wu was thinking, the starving ghost suddenly became docile again, and Wu tried to continue giving orders to the starving ghost. This time, the starving ghost showed extreme obedience.

Wu even gave an order to let it hurt himself, and the starving ghost executed it without compromise.

This time, Wu couldn't figure it out even more.

His first reaction would be Lin Wan'er, or the guys brought by Lin Wan'er, who were playing tricks, but first, he thought they had such abilities, and second, and most importantly, he watched them leave. Yes, and there is no sign of them nearby.

What the hell...

In another building about 1 kilometer away, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of an empty window.

This is an unfinished building with only a rough frame. Not only is there no occupants in it, even the basic settings such as windows and doors have not been installed.

"Mr. President is very clever, that guy is being teased by you, but he doesn't know it." Behind the man standing with his hands behind his back, stood a tall and thin middle-aged man, who bent slightly, with a smile on his face. A flattering look.

The man with obviously respected status looked in the direction of Nowhere, his rare silver eyes were particularly eye-catching in the night.

"Uncle Ghost." The man who is naturally the president of the night watchman said lightly, "What do you think?"

A figure shrouded in a gray robe spoke with a cautious voice and a hint of fear that could not be concealed, "This guy... is very strong, the old guy who is the presiding judge must have died in his hands, if it wasn't for your ability Can restrain him, I'm afraid..."

Suddenly, the Candle Bearer's eyes hidden under his robe paused, and then his pupils shrank suddenly as if he had discovered something extremely important, "This is..."

The corner of the silver-eyed man's mouth was raised, he exhaled lightly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Gui, you also found out, didn't you?"

"Yes...it's that person's breath!" Bingzhu seemed to have changed suddenly, his breathing became rapid, and his tone became exaggerated, "Xia Tan, Xia Tan's door...is actually on him !"

"Yeah." The silver-eyed man nodded, and the playfulness on his face subsided a lot. The word Xia Tan had shrouded the night watchmen for 20 years. It was like a haze, and they couldn't breathe.

And now, this door is actually on this guy.

"Master President, you don't have to be like this." The middle-aged man straightened his waist slightly, showing a feeling of confidence, "We have all seen the situation just now. Although this guy is strong, he is far inferior to the Master President. Immortal methods, not to mention how strong Xia Tan's sect is, we all know that this guy... can control it?"

"Qian Mowen, this time the chairman is going to nominate you as the acting head of the executive department. This is a great trust in you. I think...you will definitely live up to the expectations of the chairman." Bingzhu turned his head and looked at him , the tone inside and outside the words is full of weirdness~lightnovelpub.net~ Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face was filled with joy, and he clasped his fists, "That's natural. , without hesitation."

Unexpectedly, this time, the silver-eyed man turned around and stared at the middle-aged man's face. After looking at it for a while, he sighed.

Qian Mowen was at a loss, "Master President, you..."

"Mr. Qian, I'm quite optimistic about you, but it's not entirely up to me to decide whether you can successfully take over the position of Minister of the Executive Department. It depends on another person's opinion." The silver-eyed man joked.

Qian Mowen couldn't help but blinked, puzzled and said: "You can't even make a decision, so...whose opinion do you need?"

"I still have to ask him." The silver-eyed man pointed behind Qian Mowen.

A black figure slowly walked towards them, a long knife in his hand reflected the cold light.

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