At this very moment.
On the highway outside Dachang City, a helicopter had landed sideways across the road, completely blocking it off. Its rotors droned as wild winds whipped through the area.
Yet the wind generated by the helicopter's rotors could not disperse the thick fog around them.
As time passed, the fog around them seemed to grow denser, spreading over an increasingly wider area.
The ghost fog was losing control. It was reviving.
Feng Quan, who had controlled this ghost, was currently neither confirmed alive nor dead. His body was buried inside a small mound of earth, unconscious and motionless.
And now.
Tong Qian and Zhang Han, who had rushed over, could not go help him because they had something more important to deal with before them.
"Are we really doing this?" Zhang Han was extremely tense.
Since becoming a Ghost Tamer, he had rarely clashed with others. He had always tried to keep the peace. That had been his way even when the Xiaoqiang Club still existed. It was precisely because he had avoided all kinds of conflicts that he had survived until now.
"Do you think we have any other choice? This isn't a supernatural incident. This is a fight to the death. Backing down means dying. He killed Feng Quan today, which means he has already declared war on us. Even if we don't make a move, killing a person in charge is a crime punishable by execution."
"There is no room for forgiveness when it comes to a vicious criminal like this."
Tong Qian's face was ice-cold.
She might have been innocent and kind-hearted, but she was also a trained person in charge. Even before the Captain Plan began, she had been responsible for the safety of an entire city.
If the three of them