Chapter 701 Ghost Man (Please Vote)

"Looking at it this way, maybe I can get a new identity and join the New Country official."

Wu Chong walked in front.

He didn't speak, so the others had no choice but to follow him.

It is already dark outside, many vendors have closed their stalls, and there is another group of night market owners at night. It is time for the group of people to "go to work and make money" during the day. The black-and-white 'vendors' that Guan Peng and the others met before were not the same person at all. It was just 'good luck' that they met.

"Just joining the official team not only has rights but also obligations. I don't have so much time to waste. The plan to train Feng Daoxi and the others will be put on the agenda."

After walking out of the antique market, Wu Chong had already thought about how to arrange the next period of time.

"Master, us?"

Seeing Wu Chong walking to the side of the road and starting to take a taxi, Guan Peng finally couldn't help but say something.

"Huh? Why haven't you left yet?" Wu Chong heard the voice and looked back.

After hearing his inquiry, several people's expressions turned bitter.

"How dare we if you don't say anything?"

They were frightened by the monster in the New Year paintings before, but now that the master has not spoken, they dare not leave.

"Everyone go back, the matter has been resolved."

Wu Chong understood what they meant, comforted them, and got into the taxi. Naturally, Feng Daoxi and the others paid the fare.

"Remember to make up the money you owe tomorrow."

Rolling down the window, Mr. Wu specially added.

The incident in the antique market calmed down quickly, and Master Feng used his status as a specially appointed master to report the news to the country the next day. After receiving a large reward from the country, his status and authority have been greatly improved.

With Master Feng's name, Wu Chong also enjoyed a lot of conveniences.

He discovered this glorious road where he only had to enjoy his duties without taking on responsibilities! As a result, he became even more reluctant to go out and left everything to Feng Daoxi. Later, when Feng Daoxi was not enough, Wu Chong promoted two of his assistants.

With his secret support, Xiao Du and Xiao Li quickly joined the ranks. After mastering a small amount of power given to them by Wu Chong, several of them officially became official non-staff members. Taking advantage of this convenience, Wu Chong hibernated and began to slowly devour the demons on the roster, and relied on official channels to obtain a few more demon techniques.

Three years passed in a flash.

Yu Chou's body has grown a bit, and he no longer looks like a teenager.

In three years, Wu Chong had almost eaten up the demons in the antique market, pawnshop, and list street. With these original powers, he gained a lot of experience points from the main body. In one breath, he upgraded all the demonic martial arts in his hands to the limit-breaking level.

Character: Wu Chong (Clone)

Demonic Martial Arts: Limit Breaking*9

Looking at the data on the panel, Wu Chong finally felt confident.

The Nine Limit Breaking Martial Arts finally allowed his body to break through the shackles of human beings, reaching an unprecedented level. Now, even if he doesn't use the power of the human-skin demon, he can still fight against the third-level big demon. Without leaving the original state, you can already ensure your own safety.

"Three years of hard work finally paid off."

Wu Chong exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the rich demonic inner energy began to circulate, burning and distorting the surrounding air.

When Wu Chong was practicing silently, Jinghai City Railway Station.

A middle-aged man dragging a suitcase stepped off the train. This man was dressed in jeans and had a straw hat on his head. The curly stubble on his chin combined with the drawing board on the back almost made him have the word "artist" engraved on his forehead. On.

"It's been thirty years, and I'm back in Jinghai again."

The man raised his head and looked at the unfamiliar tall buildings in front of him, his eyes dazed for a while.

He dragged his suitcase and walked aimlessly on the street, not knowing where to go. In thirty years, many streets had changed, and he couldn't remember where his home was.

Are the relatives at home still there?

"Boss, do you want to apply for a card? Let me know about swimming and fitness." A female student grabbed the middle-aged man who was wandering in his mind and brought him back to his senses.

"No."

The man smiled and rejected the female student.

Maybe it was because his smile was so charming that the female student was distracted for a moment, and then asked him again.

“I also have insurance here”

The middle-aged man took the leaflet handed over by the female student and smiled. Unexpectedly, this little girl still made the whole set!

Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed.

He grabbed his suitcase and rushed towards the alley next to him as if running for his life without looking back. During the process, the alley bumped into the stones on the roadside and no stones were found.

The middle-aged man’s name is Huang Yu.

He is from Jinghai City. Thirty years ago, he encountered an accident and went to a mysterious place. He spent thirty years there before returning. For ordinary people, thirty years is the first half of the period from birth to entering society, but for people like him, it is a period of despair in the dark.

In the alley.

Huang Yu, who ran in, stopped suddenly.

People on the street disappeared without knowing when, and the world turned gray and white. The air was filled with black ash from burned waste paper, giving people a sense of doom.

"call"

Huang Yu gasped for air, staggered twice and hit the wall. He held the wall with one hand, his vision blurred. There was a constant murmuring in his ears, as if something was calling him.

The drawing board on the back, which originally seemed to be nothing special, started to stir at this moment. The luggage wrapped around the drawing board began to struggle desperately, and palm-shaped marks appeared on the outside of the luggage. It was as if someone was trapped inside and desperately trying to escape.

"Thirty years! You still refuse to let me go."

Huang Yu raised his head, and the suitcase he had been dragging next to him began to collide rapidly.

A cloud of black smoke exploded, and the burned black ashes condensed into a shadow behind him. This shadow floated in the air, as if mocking him.

Bang!

Huang Yu stood up suddenly, and the clothes on his right arm suddenly burst apart. A blue-gray arm with veins flew up into the air, smashing the shadow into pieces in one circle. After doing all this, he grabbed the suitcase that was still beating next to him and slammed it against the wall next to him.

The crisp sound of crystal shattering was heard, and the strange street disappeared.

Huang Yu returned to the real world again. He ignored the strange looks from the people around him and fled away into the distance like crazy, leaving behind a bunch of people who didn't know why and pointed at it.

After escaping two streets, Huang Yu ran to a clock tower before stopping.

He looked back and found that the road he came from was filled with a lot of black dust. In a corner where no one was paying attention, a homeless man lying on the ground spontaneously ignited silently. However, it was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, and the dust rose up, turning into the same black ashes as the weird street before.

In addition to the homeless people, several people were also burned to ashes. What was even more strange was that these people were burned to death while walking.

Originally, their friends and partners turned a blind eye to this, as if there was no such person in their subconscious.

"seven people."

Huang Yu watched all this silently, his expression extremely ugly.

Thirty years ago he survived such a flame, at the cost of his relatives forever forgetting who he was.

He became a ghost.

A person who does not exist.