C162 Soulless Area (1/2)

Early in the morning, Wang Zheng stretched his waist and sat up from the bed. Looking at Murong Yuyan who was still sleeping soundly, he smiled and put on his clothes before quietly coming out of the room. Last night, Murong Yuyan was extremely crazy, if not for the Energy Pill, she would have definitely become a tired cow.

Sitting on the leather sofa and enjoying the breakfast sent over by the hotel, Wang Zheng was happy and at ease.

”Boss, there's a problem with the dead rats.” Lee Goudan whispered into Wang Zheng's ear while standing beside him.

Wang Zheng was startled, the dead mouse that Lee Goudan was talking about was naturally Master Shu. Although Master Shu was a big shot of the underworld, both Lee Goudan and Zhang Er'mao did not fancy him at all, so they addressed him as the dead mouse.

”What's wrong?”

”That damn mouse was surrounded and killed by a group of people last night, I went to help him deal with those troubles, he said that a group of people from Haitian City are trying to kill the boss.”

Wang Zheng frowned, you want to make a move on him? After all, it was a great merit for him to be able to cure himself of the plague. Most people in the Haitian City would agree that he was a good person, and there were only a few people who disagreed with him.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Zheng finally set his sights on Taihe Family. If he wanted to target him now, he wouldn't be able to find anyone else other than Taihe Family.

”Have you investigated the background of the new arrival?” Wang Zheng looked at Lee Goudan and asked.

Lee Goudan shook his head: ”The opponent is very mysterious and his methods are not ordinary. Those who are following him all died without a clear reason, so we have yet to receive any news, I have already informed Zhuo Wei, and told him to keep an eye on those outsiders who are active in Haitian City.”

”This Taihe Family really doesn't give up. They've come again and again to challenge my bottom line. It seems that I'll have to give them a good memory.” A faintly discernible black aura flashed across Wang Zheng's eyes. Lee Goudan and Zhang Er'mao, who were standing beside him, trembled, as if they had seen countless roaring ghosts beside him. Although it was only for an instant, they were still so frightened that they couldn't help but tremble.

”Alright, you guys can go back to your own things. Haven't you rebuilt the manor? It's not comfortable staying here!”

”The project is almost done. There are still some gadgets that have yet to be put in. Boss, you can live in it anytime you want.” Wang Zheng nodded his head in satisfaction and allowed Zhang Er'mao and Lee Goudan to do his own thing.

After the two of them left, Murong Yuyan was also gone to spend her money on shopping. In the entire presidential suite, only he was left sitting on the sofa.

”Damn it, the influence of the Hades' Divine Spark is just too big. Xiao Di, you darned thing!” Wang Zheng rubbed his forehead as he muttered to himself. Unbeknownst to him, a ball of black energy had been emitted from his body, and in that instant, it was as if thousands of vengeful spirits were howling and wailing around him; it was extremely terrifying.

These vengeful spirits were the flaw in Wang Zheng's Hades' Divine Spark. Hades' Divine Spark was originally in charge of controlling the Netherworld, so it gathered millions of vengeful spirits by its side. To put it bluntly, the yin aura on Wang Zheng's body was very strong, and to ghosts, it was the biggest supplement.

”All of you, scram!” Wang Zheng frowned, his body releasing a kind of pressure that was hard to describe, the vengeful spirits screamed out shrilly and disappeared one by one from Wang Zheng's side.

After sensing that the soul of the wrongdoer had disappeared, Wang Zheng heaved a sigh of relief, activating the Hades' Divine Clone. Aside from attracting ghosts, the most important thing was that Wang Zheng was unable to control the ghost aura in his body, so occasionally, a black aura would emerge from his eyes. This black aura would bring about a lot of pressure to the people around it, causing them to experience the illusion of countless ghosts.

”Xiao Di, when can I control the ghost aura in my body?” Wang Zheng frowned and asked.