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Chapter 3 Fetching

Chapter 3 Retrieval

Author: Xiaoqiao Manyue

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DQ City is a city with a long history. Like Dadong City where Wang Chaling is located, there once was a terrifying ghost master here.

In the era of the Republic of China, there were more than just the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, and the power of others might not lose to them.

It's just that their survival time is not as good as theirs, and their methods of dealing with supernatural beings are not that outstanding.

After walking out of the airport, people who had already arranged to drive Wang Chaling and Zhao Qiang got into the car.

Immediately afterwards, the car started, ignoring the people watching around it, and rushed towards the suburbs of DQ City.

"Boss, Wang Chaling and the others are rushing towards the suburbs." A person in a car following Wang Chaling and others reported.

"Keep some distance. As long as the other party doesn't release a devil on the spot, don't do anything unnecessary."

The person in charge of DQ City is named Huang Yuan. He can serve as the person in charge of such a city with good development and rich resources. His own strength is not weak.

More importantly, he is similar to Wang Chaling. They are both from the n generation of ghosts, but Wang Chaling is the top one, and he can only be regarded as mid-range at best.

The information handed down records the terror of the Wang family in Dadong City, and he would not be willing to conflict with Wang Chaling if possible.

If it were another person in charge with no background, he would have directly arranged for people to come up.

How can you be like now, being so timid with someone alone in your own territory?

"Strength, it's all strength. Nowadays, there is a word called Qiu Fu. To a certain extent, I am also a person who hates the rich." Huang Yuan looked at the speeding vehicles in the video and said with a wry smile.

Anyone who has a certain understanding of the Wang family's method of transmitting terrifying supernatural power through blood, as long as they are not very strong themselves, will envy it.

Under Huang Yuan's deliberate arrangement, the entire road was gradually cleared of vehicles. In the end, only one car with Wang Chaling and several cars following behind were still speeding on the road.

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Wang Chaling's destination was a piece of wasteland in his memory. However, as the years passed, the wasteland in his memory no longer existed, and the ghosts disappeared. It was replaced by a resort.

As the vehicle drove to the place in my memory, two security guards immediately came up: "Sir, this is a private resort. Please show your voucher for entry and exit."

Suddenly, the two security guards' eyes narrowed, and their hands silently pressed something on their waists.

Wang Chaling looked towards the passenger seat and saw that Zhao Qiang's waist was bulging, and it looked like he was stuffed with something.

"With your ability to control three fierce ghosts, you don't need a pistol, so you don't need to bring it with you every time you go out."

Zhao Qiang used to be his bodyguard and was accustomed to using firearms. Even after becoming a ghost master, he never changed.

"Mr. Wang, for some people, a pistol is much easier to use than a ghost. This resort needs me?" Zhao Qiang said.

He knew the details of this place, and he didn't know the purpose of the owner of this resort in setting up a resort here. If possible, it would be better to get rid of it.

"No, it's Huang Yuan's territory after all. Let him know when you leave later, just think of it as giving him face."

"Gentlemen, please..."

The two people's unobtrusive conversation seemed to irritate the security guards surrounding the vehicle. One person held a loudspeaker and asked several people to get out of the car.

However, they were very careful in their movements and deliberately hid behind the bunker, even though they themselves had guns.

"Stop, stop it all."

The vehicle that braked suddenly left a long mark on the road. Before the vehicle stopped, a man eagerly pushed the door open and shouted loudly.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry about the matter here. I will handle it well." Zhou Dali's face was solemn and his tone was a little nervous.

He didn't expect that Wang Chaling would actually have a conflict with someone here, but the matter had already happened and could only be resolved.

Wang Chaling pushed up his glasses and looked very gentle: "This is also our problem, and they are also responsible."

"However, I don't know who owns this resort? Could the DQ City please introduce it to me?"

Wang Chaling seemed to be requesting, but it sounded more like ordering, but no one thought it was wrong.

"Zhao Qiang, you stay here to help me, I'll go in first." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chaling had disappeared into the car.



When he opened his eyes again, he saw a dark world in front of him. Wang Chaling was standing on a dirt road.

Cold and dead.

This was Wang Chaling's only impression of this space before, but now he seems to have more understanding.

On one side of the dirt road is a large expanse of wasteland, with some charming and strange flowers scattered on it.

A rickety figure sat numbly on the roadside, with a rusty kettle at his feet.

On the other side is also a wasteland, but the difference is that there is a huge warehouse located on the wasteland.

In front of the warehouse, there are still vendors one after another, but without exception, the vendors are full of goods, but there are no merchants there.

Wang Chaling didn't pay attention to these situations. He went straight to the door of the warehouse and took out a jade pendant. There were traces of blood on it and there were many gaps.

"I want to pick up the goods, No. 36."

"Crunch~!"

The long-dusted door opened a gap, and in the darkness, a dark arm stretched out and took the jade pendant in Wang Chaling's hand.

After a moment, a gold bag was thrown out of it by an arm, which was what Wang Chaling wanted.

"A place that keeps stock, but the person who keeps the stock is almost dead. If the owner is still alive, it will really make a lot of money."

Through the gap in the darkness, Wang Chaling could faintly see a terrifying pale eye, but what attracted him was the lockers.

The dilapidated cabinet door could not block Wang Chaling's sight. Strange corpses, broken limbs, rotten coffins, and various strange items... came into his eyes one by one.

He couldn't help but feel a burst of fire in his eyes, and he had the urge to rob the storage warehouse.

Storage warehouse.

There is a supernatural place that existed before the Republic of China. You only need to pay a certain price to store your things there permanently and retrieve them when needed.

However, so-called storage also has certain limitations.

"If this thing didn't have the storage limit, it would be a good place to permanently imprison evil ghosts. It would be a pity."

Wang Chaling looked at the warehouse information and found that there were only 108 storage cabinets in it. Once this storage limit is exceeded, something bad will happen.

He didn't know what it was exactly. According to the records, the warehouse got out of control once during the Republic of China. At that time, people named Luo and Li worked together to calm it down.

Lifting the gold bag, a terrifying figure appeared, bringing Wang Chaling back to the real world.
Chapter completed!
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