The sound of helicopter blades suddenly rang out above the abandoned Ghost School.
While the military helicopter was still over a hundred meters above the ground, a figure leaped out. Just before she landed, a layer of pitch-black shadow enveloped her. A boom followed, and a powerful blast of air swept out dozens of meters.
As the dust cleared, a woman in a leather combat suit strode toward them on long legs, her figure graceful. Her icy voice rang out.
"Where's the Vengeful Ghost?"
The group had gathered together intact, looking relaxed, and everything seemed normal. But this did not make Xu Lei lower her guard. Instead, she watched them from five or six meters away.
At the same time, her shadow silently melted into the night.
Liu Kai stepped forward. "Greetings, Netherworld Messenger. The Vengeful Ghost has currently... probably been dealt with."
He cast an almost imperceptible glance at the ground, then quickly looked away.
The others noticed nothing. They simply stared at Xu Lei in surprise. The sight of her plummeting straight down from a hundred meters in the air had been astonishing. What was more, she was a beauty whose face and figure were both flawless, making the visual impact even stronger.
By then, the helicopter had descended to a suitable altitude and lowered a rope ladder. Four Netherworld Messengers in matching black combat suits slid down it until they were just over twenty meters up, then jumped.
Three men and one woman, all young, but the cold, sinister aura they gave off made even Liu Kai look grave.
D+ experts!
But a moment later, he silently murmured to himself, The Netherworld really does seem short-staffed.
By previous standards, an emergency request involving a Vengeful Ghost would have brought at least two C-Class Netherworld Messengers together. This