Chapter 587 Heavenly Master vs. Unlucky Guy 57
Chapter 587 Heavenly Master vs. Unlucky Guy 57
Fan Wuneng listened to their conversation and instinctively felt that something was wrong. He asked, "No, Xiaobai, are the ghosts you encountered powerful?"
Zhou Zibai thought for a moment and replied, "A student ghost general..."
As soon as he said that, he realized something was wrong.
They subdued the ghost with almost no effort, but the situation here was so tragic and the losses were heavy.
Feng Zhan probably guessed the reason for the incident. He said solemnly, "Let's go back to the bureau and see what's going on."
He had a vague feeling that the deputy director was most likely the traitor hiding in the dark, and this matter was probably much more complicated than they had imagined.
On the way back, the night was as dark as ink, and the city streets seemed especially quiet under the dim street lights.
Zhou Zibai and Feng Zhan were driving a car each, carefully on the road, with the back seats filled with injured patients from the Special Affairs Department.
Some of the injured colleagues were as pale as paper, gritting their teeth in pain;
Some were unconscious, breathing weakly, and every breath seemed to take all their strength.
Zhou Zibai looked at his injured companions through the rearview mirror, his heart filled with worry and pity.
Zhou Zibai couldn't bear it because his colleagues were so seriously injured.
He knew that at this moment only the spiritual fruit in Feng Zhan's hand could save everyone's lives.
So, he asked Feng Zhan for help in a pleading tone.
Feng Zhan looked at Zhou Zibai's eyes full of expectation and reluctance, and felt helpless.
Finally, after Zhou Zibai agreed to a series of seemingly "unequal" treaties with him, Feng Zhan sighed helplessly and agreed to squeeze the juice of the spiritual fruit for each of his injured colleagues to drink.
Feng Zhan took out the spiritual fruit. The fruit had a warm color and emitted a faint fluorescence. It was obvious at a glance that it was not an ordinary thing.
He cast a spell to quickly squeeze the spiritual fruit into juice, which he then distributed to each injured colleague.
As soon as the juice of the spiritual fruit entered their mouths, everyone felt a rich spiritual energy quickly spreading throughout their bodies.
This spiritual energy was like a clear spring, nourishing their damaged meridians and internal organs, and had a significant effect on both their internal and external injuries.
The colleagues who were originally dying gradually regained some color in their faces, and their painful expressions also eased a lot.
Everyone felt the magical effect of the spiritual fruit and felt relieved.
Someone said weakly: "I feel much better. I shouldn't die."
Another person echoed, "Yeah, why don't we go back to the bureau and take a closer look at this matter? We can't just let it go!"
Finally, they returned to the Special Affairs Bureau. However, the scene before them made everyone gasp.
Seriously injured colleagues were lying in various positions in each office. Their groans and painful gasps mixed together, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
"How could it be so tragic..." Zhou Zibai couldn't help but mutter to himself. The tragic scene before him made his heart feel like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.
At this time, a female colleague from the logistics department saw Zhou Zibai, Fan Wuneng and others coming back, and hurried over to greet them.
She saw that although they could still walk, they were covered in wounds, their clothes were torn and bloodstained.
Of course, except for Feng Zhan and Zhou Zibai who has been in a coma.
The female colleague's eyes were slightly red, and she said with a choked voice: "Team Leader Zhou, Team Leader Fan, you're back! The bureau suffered heavy casualties this time. Are you all okay?"
Fan Wuneng looked at her, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart, and asked anxiously, "What's going on?"
The female colleague took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and said slowly: "The demons that appeared in each district this time are all top-level demons, and they are very powerful.
Some areas are even infested with ghost generals, and the situation is extremely critical. The situation is most severe in the Lily of the Valley District, where our troops have been completely wiped out. The ghost generals have been temporarily sealed off in the Lily of the Valley District, but it has now become a dangerous zone and no one can enter.
Tonight, three uninhabited areas have appeared in City A, and they have been completely occupied by ghosts... "At this point, the female colleague could no longer hold back her tears. She felt sad and sorry for the colleagues who died.
After hearing this, Zhou Zibai, Fan Wuneng, Huo Da and others were filled with anger and grief. Their fists were clenched tightly, and their joints turned white from the force.
"These evil cultivators are actually colluding with ghosts and monsters! Their crime is unforgivable!" Huo Da was furious like an angry young man. He punched the wall of the corridor hard. Blood immediately oozed out of the back of his hand, but he seemed to feel no pain. The anger in his heart made him lose the perception of the pain in his body.
Feng Zhan looked at Zhou Zibai and found that his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were full of grief, anger and self-blame.
Feng Zhan's heart tightened, he felt that he was still too conservative.
He secretly thought that he must find an opportunity to go to the underworld and beat up all the ghosts and monsters that he could beat. If he encountered ones that he couldn't beat, he would use the magic weapons in the system to blow them to pieces. He believed that this would definitely give everyone some relief and avenge his dead colleagues.
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