Chapter 152 Ghost Train
With the help of artificial intelligence, ghost riders from the headquarters continued to rush to the corresponding locations to outflank the ghost riders who invaded the headquarters.

"Damn, how come they have so many ghost riders?" The gentleman looked at the two ghost riders chasing after him with an unsightly expression.

He really didn't expect that after transferring some ghost riders away, there were still so many ghost riders left in the headquarters. Although they were all ordinary ghost riders who rode a fierce ghost, it was still very incredible.

They don't know that because of the invention of supernatural e-liquid, it has become very easy for the headquarters to train ghost riders. According to the research of some laboratories, only one milliliter of supernatural e-liquid is needed to train ten ordinary ghost riders.

This is why in the early stages of the production of supernatural e-liquid, the headquarters supplied the supernatural e-liquid to various laboratories, in order to study how to expand the headquarters' team of ghost hunters.

After the intruder was discovered, the huge headquarters base began to operate.

Under the analysis of artificial intelligence, intruders are discovered from time to time and then fired upon.

However, these invaders have obviously done research on supernatural bullets and dare not fight the people from the headquarters head-on. Instead, they use the convenience of the ghost realm to play hide-and-seek with the headquarters.

He continued to sabotage various parts of the headquarters base in an attempt to tie down the headquarters' manpower.

The sounds of sirens, gunshots and explosions were heard constantly.

It soon woke up Wang Xiaoming who was taking a lunch break.

"What's going on?"

Inside the residence, Wang Xiaoming immediately stood up, put on his white coat, and listened to the chaotic sounds coming from outside with his ears tilted.

"A ghost rider invaded our headquarters, just in time for Elder Qin to be away from our headquarters. They really picked a good time..."

Wang Xiaoming's face was as gloomy as water. When he was about to go out and deal with these invaders himself, he suddenly felt a malicious gaze approaching rapidly from his left hand direction.

"Huh?! You're targeting me."

Wang Xiaoming remained calm and continued as he was just now, then walked around the room, looking very anxious.

In the ghost realm,
The missionary stood in mid-air, looking at Wang Xiaoming pacing back and forth in the room below, with a smile on his face:
"I thought I would go back empty-handed this time, but I didn't expect that a big fish was waiting for me here!"

When the alarm sounded, the missionary knew he was exposed. With the mentality that he was just there for fun, he immediately decided to evacuate, so he randomly chose a direction and ran, but unexpectedly he found Wang Xiaoming.

After confirming that it was Wang Xiaoming, the missionary immediately summoned the ghost domain to cover the small building where Wang Xiaoming was to prevent others from interfering.

He had joined this operation originally just to get things done, not caring about what he got. What was the point of working for others? The most important thing was to stay alive.

But now the missionary changed his mind and decided to take a risk, because if he could get Wang Xiaoming back, the credit would allow him to live off his wealth for the rest of his life.

Although there was no change in the room, Wang Xiaoming could feel that he had fallen into the ghost realm, but because of the other party's manipulation, the ghost realm did not appear.

Jingle Bell!
Just then, the phone on the desk rang. The anxious ringtone echoed in the room, urging Wang Xiaoming to answer the call.

But some people don't want to -

"Hello, Professor Wang!"

The missionary appeared directly in front of Wang Xiaoming, standing in front of the phone, holding a black book, and spoke politely.

Wang Xiaoming did not show any fear when the missionary suddenly appeared. Instead, he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Professor Wang, you can call me a missionary. I am here to take the professor away. Please don't resist, otherwise..." The missionary's language was threatening.

Wang Xiaoming's fame is well-known in the supernatural world, and his research and development capabilities in the field of supernatural ghosts are unmatched. The current status of the Asian headquarters is supported by Wang Xiaoming's inventions. The missionaries still have great respect for Wang Xiaoming himself, and if they can take Wang Xiaoming away in a friendly way, the missionaries are still very happy.

"Take me away?" Facing the missionary's threat, Wang Xiaoming said calmly: "You should think about how to leave the headquarters first!"

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoming had already made his move. He turned around and reached out to grab to the side. The missionary, who was about to try to persuade him, suddenly changed color and then twisted and disappeared.

It turned out that the missionary who had been talking was just an illusion.

But it doesn't work on Wang Xiaoming. Whether it is the clairvoyance, the eye of prying eyes or the visual induction brought by the ability of blinding eyes, they are all perfect to restrain illusions.

"Are you a ghost rider?"

Under Wang Xiaoming's sneak attack, the missionary was grasped by a giant transparent hand, but even so, the missionary was not seriously hurt, and he still had the energy to ask questions while resisting the transparent giant hand.

Wang Xiaoming didn't say anything. Seeing that his ability to transform into a ghost didn't work, he immediately used the erasing ability of an eraser, trying to erase the missionary.

Because the five-piece stationery set is combined and their supernatural powers are superimposed, the eraser's erasing ability has become very powerful.

Wave and erase! Wave and erase!
The missionary and the transparent giant hand quickly became transparent and disappeared as Wang Xiaoming waved his hand.

"seal!"

The missionary felt the crisis of death, and the black book flew up out of thin air and unfolded, sealing the transparent giant hand and the erasing ability into the pages.

"I was careless! I almost died in that supernatural attack just now!"

The missionary held the black book in his hand with an unsightly look on his face. He used all his ghostly abilities to attack Wang Xiaoming, using offense instead of defense.

"This Wang Xiaoming is not only a ghost rider, but also very powerful, not weaker than me. If I continue to entangle with him, I will really die here. I must escape."

Just when the missionary wanted to escape, Wang Xiaoming wiped out the opponent's attack cleanly and then unfolded the ghost domain of the pencil case.

In an instant, an even darker and deeper ghost domain appeared, directly suppressing the missionary's ghost domain to the surface of his body.

"You can't escape, just surrender!" Wang Xiaoming said calmly as he looked at the missionary who was pinned down.

When the missionary introduced himself, Wang Xiaoming recognized him as one of the future kings in the original novel and a very powerful man.

It would be a waste to kill it like this.

The missionary didn't say anything. Wang Xiaoming was very strong and he was no match for him. It was impossible for him to escape by relying on his own abilities.

I had no choice but to tear up the ticket and board the train.

The missionary reached for his ticket and tore it open.

Oh oh oh!
A whistle suddenly sounded in the originally dark and chaotic ghost domain. In Wang Xiaoming's surprised eyes, a green train emitting black smoke drove into the pencil case ghost domain.

The train was like a magic needle that fixed the ghost area in place and made it impossible for Wang Xiaoming to control it.

Is this... a ghost train?
He remembered a picture of a ghost train he had seen on the Ghost Rider website some time ago, and it was exactly the same as the train in front of him.

(End of this chapter)