Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 129 Suicide
boom.

A bullet grazed the top of Paul's head, scaring him so much that he collapsed to the ground.

"Wait, how about we make a deal? I'll trade a ghost for my life."

thump.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Liang moved the five golden chests to his side; two were empty, and three contained vengeful ghosts.

"It's mine now, what are you going to give me in exchange?"

"I"

boom.

A bullet struck Paul in the groin area.

"Oh, Fuck, don't be impulsive!"

“My patience is limited. Tell me honestly who gave you the tape,” Wang Liang said.

“This, this,” Paul hesitated, unwilling to speak.

"Forget it, I forgot that if you're lying, I won't be able to verify it. I'll just do it myself. Using that thing is worth it to get accurate information."

"Wait, I'll confess!"

Upon seeing Wang Liang stand up, Paul looked terrified and quickly tried to stop him, thinking that Wang Liang was about to kill him.

But Wang Liang suddenly appeared in front of him, crimson blood gushing from his feet, and a blood-red arm reaching out, clutching a rolled-up newspaper.

Wang Liang took it, unfolded it, and pressed the newspaper, stained with blood, against Paul's face.

"Spare me, you can't kill me, um."

The blood-red newspaper was stuck to Paul's face, clinging tightly and imprinting the outline of his face.

In just a few seconds, Paul calmed down, and the newspaper stuck to his face fell off.

Paul's face was pasted on the newspaper. Wang Liang picked up a pen and began to write on the newspaper, revising his memory.

[Obey Wang Liang's orders unconditionally.]

[I will never betray Wang Liang, and I like to call Wang Liang "Big Boss."]

The last step is to verify that the memory modification was successful.

After the modifications were complete, the usual procedure was to put Paul's face back on.

After about ten seconds, Paul woke up, saw Wang Liang, shook his head, and said:

"Boss, what are your orders?"

Wang Liang confirmed that the address was correct and the memory alteration was not the problem, so he asked:
"Who gave you those things on the table?"

Paul answered honestly, "The US Coraje Company, located in Virginia, is a life-saving measure given to me by my superiors. I am a manager in the company's Asian division, currently in charge of hiring in Dachang City."

"Koraje Company? Texas, USA."

At the Yong Sheng Club in Da'an City, Wang Liang only received information that the missionary might be in the United States, but he could not trace back to the specific address.

Now, with Paul, we have a specific address. Whether or not we can find the missionary through this, at least we have a direction to trace back to the past.

Once he's dealt with the newspaper ghosts in Dachang City and Z City, he can try hunting down a wave of missionaries.

Anyway, that guy is from abroad. If he doesn't go and hunt him down now, the guy, as a member of the King's Organization, will eventually invade the country.

Moreover, the feud between the two of them had already begun in Da'an City.

"Missionary, do you know this ghost tamer, or rather, king, from your side?" Wang Liang continued to ask.

"I don't know him," Paul shook his head. Wang Liang seemed thoughtful; it seemed that although Paul was a company executive, he wasn't that high-ranking.

Indeed, the tape playback attracted the missionary's curse. The ghosts brought by the curse cannot distinguish between friend and foe unless they are controlled; they will kill them all.

This wasn't something the company left Paul to save his life; it was something that would lead to their mutual destruction.

Paul, however, was unaware of this and thought it could save his life. He would often try to play the tapes and make him listen to "greetings from afar" in order to threaten him or even kill him.

ridiculous.

Wang Liang arrived at the three golden chests containing the vengeful ghosts and opened the lids.

Inside lay three tormented ghost tamers, all dead. Now, as the golden lid opened and they sensed the outside world, these corpses began to wriggle and revive.

But they were all immediately grabbed by Wang Liang and thrown into the ghost blood gushing out at his feet.

Then Wang Liang threw the tapes and discs that could attract the missionaries' curses into the ghost blood.

"Alright, go jump off a building and kill yourself."

After doing all this, Wang Liang disappeared from the office.

As for the two female mercenaries who were trembling in the safe house, yet still secretly holding pistols and hiding behind the door, waiting for him to come in, their mouths were torn apart at the same time, and they died with "smiles" on their faces.

After Wang Liang left, Paul did not hesitate. He went straight to the window, opened it, and jumped.

thump.

There was a mangled corpse on the ground of the building, but there were already enough corpses here, so one more wouldn't make a difference.

Dachang City, Xiaoqiang Club.

A stalemate is currently unfolding here.

A crimson, ghostly aura enveloped the villa-style club.

There were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, all ordinary people who were armed and had died from gunshot wounds, seemingly from fighting amongst themselves.

On the lawn of the villa, two people were facing off.

No, to be precise, there were three people, but one of them was slumped in a corner, his face full of lingering fear and terror.

“Yang Jian, you’ve already tried. Even if you can control two ghosts, there’s still a difference between ghost controllers. You can’t do anything to me. Why don’t you just give up? I can leave the Xiaoqiang Club and stop interfering in things here. What do you think?” Ye Feng said.

Ye Feng had already taken off his long overcoat, revealing a strange shroud underneath.

The burial clothes were old-fashioned, with a "福" (good fortune) character written on them. The clothes were adorned with indelible dried bloodstains, indicating that they had been worn by something.

This is a ghost shroud, similar to Wang Yue's ghost rope. It is not a dormant supernatural item, but a vengeful ghost that is constantly reviving.

Wearing the ghost shroud grants the ability to withstand attacks, including physical bullets and supernatural attacks, provided the level of terror is not too high.

The way the ghost shroud comes back to life is by constantly tightening it, strangling the person wearing it.

But something was wriggling beneath the shroud, and blood was dripping from the sleeves. It was Ye Feng's second ghost, which balanced the shroud.

Yang Jian stood not far away and said coldly, "Stop talking big. If you have the guts, then take me down. I'd like to see how you can kill me. At worst, we'll just wait and see who revives first."

Hearing this talk of risking the resurrection of a vengeful ghost at the drop of a hat, Ye Feng's face darkened:
“I already told you, it was a misunderstanding. It was a hunting plan devised by that idiot Wang Xiaoqiang on his own. It had nothing to do with me. I had no idea about it before.”

"Do you think I haven't seen the plan? You're the main force that's supposed to deal with me," Yang Jian said.

Ye Feng almost laughed out of anger, and looked at Wang Xiaoqiang standing in the corner: "You idiot, come out and explain yourself, and tell this kid clearly how you secretly included me in the plan."

Wang Xiaoqiang, who was standing in the corner, looked grim. He then spoke up, "Yang Jian, I admit that I had feelings for you before, but that was before. That plan you got from somewhere was a scrapped proposal and has been cancelled. Look at the date."

(End of this chapter)