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Chapter 591 Heavenly Master vs. Unlucky Guy 61

He secretly thought in his heart that this mysterious man would definitely not kill him. After all, he still needed him to lead the way to participate in the battle with the Ghost King. So although he was afraid, he still felt that he had a bargaining chip to save his life for the time being.

"What's your code name? Where exactly will the event be held in Baihua Town?" Feng Zhan pressed on step by step, his eyes revealing unquestionable majesty.

The evil leader's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled slightly, and he revealed an expression of extreme hesitation.

He knew that once he revealed this crucial information, he would no longer be of any use and his life would be in danger.

Thinking of this, he closed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing how resistant he was, Feng Zhan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he quietly gathered strength in his hands.

I saw spiritual power flowing around him, powerful energy fluctuations spreading in the air, and a faint breath of destruction.

The evil leader felt this powerful oppressive force, as if the god of death was standing behind him, and was frightened to death.

"My code name is Dihu, and the addresses were all sent to us by the other party the day before." The evil cultivator leader could no longer bear the tremendous pressure and cried out in a crying voice.

His voice echoed in the empty environment, full of despair and helplessness.

"What does he look like?" Feng Zhan touched his chin, secretly thanking his luck that he did not kill this evil cultivator so easily. It seemed that he could get more key information from him.

“He always wore a black robe that seemed to absorb light, exuding an indescribable weirdness.

He was wearing a ghost mask on his face. The mask looked so hideous and terrifying that it made people shudder at the sight of it.

When he spoke, his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, and every word seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

Moreover, he was surrounded by an extremely dense ghost energy, so dense that it almost condensed into a solid entity, surging and roaring around him. He should be... "Not human..." The evil cultivator leader said as he gestured, the fear on his face becoming more and more intense.

However, before he could finish his words, the evil leader suddenly let out a shrill scream.

His body began to twitch violently, his face instantly distorted beyond recognition, his eyes bulging outward as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

He grabbed his throat desperately with both hands, as if trying to pull something out of his body, but to no avail.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang" and his head exploded in front of Feng Zhan like a detonated balloon, with blood and brain matter splattering everywhere.

"Is this a restriction? Interesting. It seems the mastermind behind this is a ghost or some other god.

But is this ghost or god mentally retarded? He already knew everything I should ask and know, and only then did he trigger the restriction. Can this brain really rule the world?" Feng Zhan looked at the tragic scene in front of him, his brows slightly furrowed, but his eyes revealed a hint of confusion and curiosity.

I don't understand how someone with this IQ could become a god, and I'm curious about which idiot set up this restriction.

He searched the evil leader's body carefully and soon found his cell phone.

This cell phone looks ordinary, but Feng Zhan knows that it may contain key clues to finding the enemy's lair.

He decided to ask his colleagues in the technical department to crack the password of the mobile phone after he returned to see what he could find out.

Afterwards, Feng Zhan took out his communication device and quickly called the bureau: "This is Feng Zhan. The three no-man's lands have been handled, but a new situation has emerged.

Send someone over immediately to clean up the mess. There are some important clues to gather at the scene."

After hanging up the phone, he looked up at the sky. The sun had risen and a new day was about to come.

He took a deep breath, turned around and headed towards the Special Affairs Office to pick up the car.

When Feng Zhan returned to the Special Affairs Office from the no-man's land, it was already bright. The faint light, like fine silk threads, penetrated the clouds and fell on the earth.

The Special Affairs Department, which had not slept all night, was still busy at this moment, and the injured colleagues were placed in the temporary medical area.

Medical staff are providing treatment in a tense and orderly manner. The smell of disinfectant permeates the air, mixed with the morning mist, making people feel a little heavy in their hearts.

Feng Zhan ignored his fatigue and walked straight towards Director Liu's office.

Pushing open the slightly old door, Director Liu was sitting in front of a desk piled with documents. His face was haggard but revealed a sense of determination.

General Feng Zhan told Director Liu everything he saw and heard in the no-man's land, especially the important information about the ghost general's unusual movements.

Director Liu listened very carefully, his brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes slightly relaxed. After Feng Zhan finished his story, he raised a few key questions from time to time. The two of them had an in-depth discussion on the possible threats posed by the ghost general and the response strategies.

After coming out of Director Liu's office, Feng Zhan inadvertently learned that Zhou Zibai had not returned home all night and was still busy in the office.

His heart suddenly tightened, and without time to think, he unconsciously quickened his pace and walked towards Zhou Zibai's office.

As soon as I stepped into the office, I heard Zhou Zibai's somewhat sarcastic voice: "Hey, Master Feng is back? Why are you back from exercise?"