He Came from Hell...

"Why should I believe you?!"

Zhang Han gripped the fire axe, staring coldly at Wang Ye. "From start to finish, you controlled the entire pace."

"You said we should chop up those ghost things, so we did."

"And now you're saying there's something wrong with us!"

"Now I'm starting to think you're the one with a problem!"

As Zhang Han spoke, he turned around and fixed Wang Ye with a wary stare.

Wang Qiang and Liu Qian fell silent, saying nothing.

Yet they continued watching their surroundings vigilantly.

"Heh."

"You've grown quickly."

Wang Ye chuckled softly as he looked at Zhang Han.

Zhang Han's expression abruptly changed, and he said darkly, "What do you mean by that?!"

"Of course."

"It was a compliment."

Wang Ye's indifferent voice echoed through the air. In an instant, he vanished, reappearing behind Zhang Han at blinding speed. He raised his axe and chopped down at Zhang Han's back.

Blood splattered.

It dyed Wang Ye's face red.

Zhang Han turned around and stared fixedly at Wang Ye. Then, using all his strength, he shouted at Wang Qiang and Liu Qian, "He's the ghost! Run!"

With that, Zhang Han crashed heavily to the floor, no longer breathing.

"You!"

Liu Qian's gaze shifted slightly as she instinctively took a step back. She watched Wang Ye warily, the bones in her throat moving faintly.

"Heh."

"You really like putting on a show."

Wang Ye sneered, his eyes filled with icy coldness. He raised his axe and chopped Zhang Han again.

But Zhang Han, already a corpse, did not move. Blood slowly flowed from his body across the floor.

Wang Qiang frowned slightly and tightened his grip on the axe. His skin gradually seemed to turn crystalline and translucent.

Wang Ye looked at Liu Qian and Wang Qiang, then said with a light laugh, "If this is the extent of your judgment, I'll really have to question Zhang Ziliang's eye for people."

Wang Qiang's gaze flickered. After a long while, he suddenly laughed. "We never mentioned Zhang Ziliang's name in the mall. I believe you."

With that, Wang Qiang tossed his axe onto the ground and stood at a distance without another word.

Liu Qian let out a slight sigh of relief and gave Wang Ye a deep look.

"Now then, are you still interested in performing?"

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Han's corpse lying on the ground and sneered.

Suddenly, the corpse stood up in an extremely twisted posture. Its head turned completely around, its face pointing toward its back, while a resentful gaze bore deeply into Wang Ye.

"Damn it."

"You all deserve to die."

Zhang Han's face gradually twisted into something grotesque. Blood streamed continuously from his forehead, and his eye sockets bulged.

The next second, as though he were playing golf, Wang Ye swung the back of his axe viciously into Zhang Han's head, smashing him straight back onto the floor.

"Trying to scare me?"

"Without the tool you use to create substitutes, you're nothing but trash!"

"I suppose you entered the city disguised as a human too."

As he spoke, a hemp rope stained with specks of blood appeared in Wang Ye's hand. He tied it around Zhang Han's body.

Zhang Han roared hideously until the hemp rope completely wrapped around him. His gaze gradually became numb and hollow, like that of a stone statue.

"Job's done. Time to clock out."

As the Ghost Domain gradually dissipated, Wang Ye smiled at Wang Qiang and Liu Qian.

But with his body covered in blood, the smile was clearly anything but reassuring.

Liu Qian shivered instinctively and moved farther away from Wang Ye.

A chill rose through Wang Qiang's body, making his scalp tingle. The thing that had nearly wiped out their entire team had been dealt with so easily in Wang Ye's eyes?

And—

From beginning to end, Wang Ye seemed not to have used his supernatural ability at all. They had no idea what his power even was.

At most, they could tell that his physical abilities were exceptionally, exceptionally strong.

Ignoring the stunned Wang Qiang and Liu Qian, Wang Ye led the ghost out through the Shopping Mall's entrance as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

As Wang Ye appeared, a group of investigators hurried forward, ready to handle the aftermath.

But the moment they recognized Wang Ye, every expression turned tense and grave as they frantically backed away.

In an instant, gun after gun was aimed at Wang Ye.

It was as if they would fire without hesitation the moment Wang Ye made any unusual move.

Drenched in blood and reeking heavily of it, he could probably claim to be a ghost right now without anyone doubting him.

Seeing the investigators' reaction, Wang Ye could not help but smile wryly.

"I'm Wang Ye from the Logistics Department. The Supernatural Incident has been resolved. It's just blood on me—you can go handle the aftermath now."

Wang Ye said helplessly as he looked at the many investigators.

Then, to prove his identity, he tossed out his work ID.

Fortunately, Zhang Ziliang had sent someone to deliver his completed ID a few days ago. Otherwise, this would have been difficult to explain.

An Investigator Captain solemnly caught the ID and checked it carefully for a long while before finally letting out a breath of relief. "Stand down. He's one of us."

After saying that, the Investigator Captain sharply saluted Wang Ye. "Thank you for your hard work!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Countless investigators looked at Wang Ye with respect and saluted him.

Investigators had always held the Superhumans who fought on the front lines to resolve Supernatural Incidents in the highest regard.

Wang Ye sighed softly, then solemnly handed the hemp rope to the Investigator Captain. He repeatedly emphasized the ghost's abilities and told him to deal with it properly.

Though this Supernatural Incident had seemed easy to resolve, Wang Ye knew better.

If this ghost had entered the city center and truly spread...

It would have been an utter catastrophe.

There was no way to guess how many people would have died.

And finding the source of the ghost would have been nothing more than a fool's dream.

But containment was no longer something he needed to worry about. If the Heaven Group still let the ghost escape under these circumstances, it would only prove their incompetence.

Seeing the blood covering Wang Ye's body, the investigators' eyes were filled with respect.

One look was enough to tell that Wang Ye had gone through a life-and-death battle. It could not have been easy.

Then Wang Qiang and Liu Qian, likewise covered in blood, walked out.

After confirming that there were no other survivors, the investigators surged inside.

Only ten seconds passed.

As though they had seen some monstrous horror, everyone retreated in terror. Some of the younger women could not help vomiting.

Soon, the sound of retching filled the air.

The thick, choking stench of blood, the smell of rotting corpses—

And—

Headless bodies scattered throughout the entire Shopping Mall.

This place was like hell.

Wang Ye was like a demon who had walked out of hell.

They looked complicatedly at Wang Ye, who was drinking water nearby. It was difficult to imagine how this man could still look so calm after experiencing all that.

He could even drink water.

Just then, a phone began to ring.