Thud—!
The security guard at the entrance fell to the ground and curled up like a shrimp, writhing in pain.
Jiang Qiao walked leisurely, one step at a time, into the Beihu Town Management Committee building. Along the way, the staff fled in panic as though they had seen a ghost, going out of their way to avoid him.
Those who had tried to bravely stop him had basically all ended up lying on the ground.
The building was not very tall, with only four floors in total.
Jiang Qiao arrived at the offices on the third floor and pushed the door open. By coincidence, he encountered a large group of Beihu Town's higher-ups, including the town mayor. They were gathered around a desk, heatedly discussing something.
"What kind of person are you?"
One of the men froze when he saw a stranger enter, then his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
He was not the only one.
After seeing clearly what Jiang Qiao pulled out of the woven sack, everyone present turned pale with shock. Amid the clatter of tables and chairs, they hurriedly stood up and prepared to summon their supernatural powers.
However.
The Supernatural Aura that had just spread out suddenly dissipated again.
Everyone felt a chill throughout their bodies, as though they had been trapped in concrete inside a cement mixer. An intense feeling of suffocation and restraint enveloped them, leaving them unable to move, as if someone had their hearts clenched in their hands.
At that moment.
"How is this possible..."
Fear surged through everyone's hearts, but the omnipresent sluggishness left them unable even to make frightened expressions.
In their eyes, the unfamiliar young man standing at the doorway was like a hungry, savage Vicious Ghost, coldly and mockingly examining their Physical Bodies and spirits.
Jiang Qiao