Chapter 377 Chapter 389 Zhang Wangchaling kills Cowboy alone
Simon's eyes were full of fear. It was understandable that any captain and king was comparable to a fully revived S-class ghost.

But the situation now is obviously different. Two S-level evil ghosts have blocked his escape route, and there is also a powerful man who controls hungry ghosts. All other information is unknown.

At this moment, Simon wanted to escape, because the two old men who looked as cold and strange as the portraits of the dead made it impossible for him to muster the desire to resist.

"Damn it, I underestimated the enemy."

At this moment, Simon was like a defeated rooster, standing there in a daze, even giving up resisting the invasion of the blue-black haze.

"I must find a way to spread the news. I cannot die here."

As a king, and a king who ranks high in the king's organization, Cowboy Simon certainly cannot give up resistance just like that. He still has many tricks up his sleeve, but he is still making a decision.

"What is he hesitating about?"

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

Although he has become a ghost rider, Wang Chaling's personality has not completely changed and he is still as cautious as before.

"Are you waiting for support?"

Thinking of this, Wang Chaling's expression changed slightly.

"No matter what the situation is, just get rid of him as soon as possible."

At this moment, Wang Cha became inspired.

This is his lair, his home ground. At least on the surface, he has a great advantage.

Dajing City, headquarters.

"Deputy Minister, the den of starving ghosts has reappeared in Daifuku City!"

Ma Jun's operators screamed in shock. The ghostly features of the starving ghosts were very obvious, with a thick, dark blue haze, which was a nightmare hanging over every operator's mind.

"What?! Are you sure it's the ghost den of starving ghosts?"

Cao Yanhua walked quickly into the switch room and found the familiar dark blue haze on the screen. He had witnessed the starving ghost incident with his own eyes and could recognize it at a glance. This was definitely the den of starving ghosts!

"Could it be that the starving ghost incident broke out again?"

Thinking of this, Cao Yanhua couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This was too much of a coincidence. Wang Chaling of Dadong City had just agreed to go to Dafu City to support Ma Jun, and then the ghost den of starving ghosts reappeared in Dafu City.

"Could it be... that Wang Chaling stole the starving ghost?"

In Dafu City, Cao Yang also noticed the blue-black haze that had reappeared in the world.

"It is absolutely impossible for the Hungry Ghost incident to happen again. The Hungry Ghosts that have been dismembered into pieces cannot do this. So there is only one possibility... Wang Chaling has controlled the Hungry Ghosts."

A cold wind blew, and Cao Yang instantly came out of the haze.

Inside the ghost den, Wang Chaling and Simon were fighting fiercely.

Seeing that the signal was cut off, Simon completely gave up, and this also aroused his ferocity.

"Even if I die, I will drag you down with me."

Simon's expression was ferocious, and he began to stimulate his own supernatural powers to the maximum extent.

"Bang bang bang-!"

Nine gunshots were heard in succession, and eight evil spirit bullets were fired. Unfortunately, the last bullet exploded, and Simon himself was also greatly affected.

His skin and flesh were rotting and peeling off rapidly, making him look like a completely revived horrible ghost.

Simon ignored his injuries and stared at Wang Chaling with his dark green eyes. Wang Chaling frowned and subconsciously looked at Simon.

The next moment, a second pair of green eyes appeared in the dim surroundings. But there was more, a third pair of eyes appeared soon after.

As those pairs of green eyes swayed, Simon's figure gradually emerged from the dim haze and walked towards Wang Chaling.

"Adding your own numbers, I didn't expect you could actually do this. I can now confirm that you are a king, and you also have a considerable weight in that disgusting organization."

"In that case, I will kill you today."

Wang Chaling's face changed. He could feel that after the three Simons appeared, the supernatural powers of each of them were exactly the same.

"Father, you hold back two, and I'll handle the other two."

When the middle-aged man heard what Wang Chaling said, he suddenly dodged and stopped the two Simons, while Wang Chaling faced one Simon directly.

"Do it!"

Wang Chaling and Simon moved at the same time.

But this was Wang Chaling's den, and his movements were obviously faster. He directly stabbed one of his hands into Simon's chest.

Similarly, Simon also stabbed one of his palms deep into Wang Chaling's body. The palm that could originally pierce through everything seemed to be obstructed by something and was stuck.

This hand belonged to a real ghost. It was broad but very skinny, and its nails had grown long and black, making it look out of tune with its body. Moreover, the hand was incomplete, with several fingers broken off.

However, Wang Chaling's arm also came from a real ghost, and it contained a supernatural power that would kill anyone on contact. This supernatural power was continuing to consume Simon's life.

"Want to keep fighting with me? I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on and will die first."

Simon's expression was ferocious and distorted. The hand that had pierced into Wang Chaling's body was growing new fingers, which meant that Wang Chaling's supernatural power was being extracted, but the speed was very slow, as if something was resisting this extraction and erosion.

On the other side, Wang Lu, who had turned into a fierce ghost, forcibly stopped the two Simons. Their palms could not penetrate Wang Lu's body, and could not even leave any scars on his body, as if their palms were touching something as hard as steel.

Wang Lu’s supernatural power was equally terrifying. One of them, Simon, instantly had many scars all over his body, as if he had been ravaged by a sharp weapon. The flesh and blood at each wound was completely rotten, and there was no possibility of recovery for the ghost slave.

At the same time, Wang Lu's not-so-tall body was like a wall, blocking Simon's steps and making him unable to move.

The other Simon also suffered an extremely horrific attack. Smelly and turbid sewage was gushing out of his eyes, mouth and even ears. His face was rapidly turning pale and swollen, as if he was about to be drowned.

And on his left arm, a ball of black flame suddenly appeared for no reason. The flame was extremely hot. Simon's arm became the fuel of the flame and was soon burned into a wisp of black ash and dissipated.

Two Simons with all their strength couldn't stop Wang Lu. Even the second generation of the Wang family was in such a state. It was hard to imagine what kind of supernatural power the first generation of the Wang family possessed.

The confrontation between Wang Chaling and Simon continued. On the surface, Wang Chaling had the upper hand because half of Simon's body had completely rotted away, revealing his pale bones. Moreover, the decaying trend was still spreading, with no sign of stopping.

On the other hand, although there was a fist-sized blood hole in Wang Cha Ling's chest, no blood flowed out. Even Simon's palm could not move any further, and he couldn't pull it out even if he wanted to.

"Mother, kill him."

At this time, Wang Chaling suddenly said softly.

However, it was such a simple sentence that made Simon suddenly have a bad premonition. But before he could react, an illusory and strange female figure actually walked out of Wang Chaling's body.

Without any complicated rules or expressions, the middle-aged woman simply raised her hand and slapped Simon. The terrifying force made Simon's body fly out directly, and even the palm that was attached to Wang Chaling's chest was forced to pull out at this moment.

"Wang Chaling, you're too slow."

A man's voice suddenly sounded in the dead silence of the ghost den. However, before Simon's body hit the ground, he was instantly pierced by a coffin nail, and the two Simons superimposed on each other suddenly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)