Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 237 A Breathtaking Debut

"Alright, let's not dwell on this. Besides, didn't they say they'd only take the item after the problem was solved? That's incredibly confident. What's wrong with us trusting them this once, if they really can solve it?"

President Mishima gritted his teeth. "Fine, we've given it to him. Consider it a deep friendship with a top-tier demon tamer. The Tokyo matter must be resolved; it has a far more serious impact than the Ghost Temple incident! If we fail, we'll only lose face, but we don't have much face left in the industry anyway."

"President, you're right. I was short-sighted," Wang Xin sighed.

He suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the airport entrance, frowned and said, "President, those American mercenaries are here. They probably got wind of it and want to join in the fun."

Mishima frowned and glanced over there. "Ignore them. Hmph, a bunch of useless trash who took the money but can't even get into Tokyo."

Mishima was very dissatisfied with the behavior of these people, who had clearly come to the island nation to freeload.

In the past few days, he has arranged countless beautiful women and male escorts to entertain those men, changing them almost every half day.

As a result, these people did nothing of real importance; they couldn't even bring in a few more American ghost riders.

However, Mishima couldn't just tell these people to get lost, as that wouldn't be in accordance with the island nation's hospitality etiquette.

Moreover, Mishima was hoping to gather more demon tamers in this island nation to attack Tokyo together, which is why he didn't send these people away.

At the airport entrance, three people dressed as mercenaries, but actually three ghost tamers, were walking towards the airport runway.

Two men and one woman. The two men looked exactly like American soldiers, tall and rugged-looking, while the woman had long blonde hair and bright red lips, but a cold expression.

“Michelle, it seems we’re early,” said Penny, the female mercenary, coldly.

"Hmph, I told you if we were any later, we would have rushed over. Now it's like we're here to pick up those lackeys from the island nation," Morrick said unhappily.

"Shut up." Captain Michelle's expression was equally cold. "I don't care if we're considered a pick-up or not, I don't care. I just want to see if this Eastern demon tamer, who can get the head of a Japanese exorcism society to personally pick him up, really has the ability. If not..."

Michelle's lips curled into a ruthless smile.

"If this person isn't qualified for the treatment we don't even have, then he might as well just die here at the airport. He shouldn't try to get involved in an S-level paranormal event and benefit himself."

Upon hearing this, Penny and Morrick both sneered, their faces cruel, clearly not in their right mind.

“The announcement from the Eastern Kingdom says that a ghost tamer named Wang Liang is leading a team and is coming. Leave his corpse to me; I want to savor this man properly.” Penny licked her fiery red lips.

“I want Yang Jian, the one who’s with me. I heard he’s a student, and I like young guys.” Morrick licked his lips as well.

Michelle looked annoyed, said nothing, and strode forward.

Even he sometimes couldn't stand his two teammates.

But just as the three of them reached the vicinity of the airport runway, their expressions changed simultaneously.

Swish.

A gray-white world suddenly covered the area without any warning, and the surrounding scenery also eerily faded in color.

Only parts of the three of them and the two from the exorcism group still had some color on them.

Everything else, both people and objects, had lost its color, as if one were in an old, gray photograph.

"Ghostland!"

Michelle's face turned pale, and she hurriedly looked around, wanting to escape the ghost realm as soon as possible.

But this ghostly realm was vast, and everything within sight seemed to be shrouded in it, a grayish-white expanse with a faint mist, making the surroundings appear hazy and eerie, blurring the sense of distance.

"A paranormal event!" "An S-class overpopulation incident has spread?!"

"No, this is not the ghost realm of that vengeful spirit."

"Quiet!" Michel shouted, his eyes suddenly fixed on the airport runway ahead, his hands clenched tightly.

Three figures suddenly appeared there, one in front and two behind, and walked towards the people from the exorcism guild.

The leader was a man in a black overcoat, with a cold expression. His entire body was colored, making him stand out in this gray and white world.

Behind that person were a man and a woman. The man looked somewhat inexperienced and young, but his expression was very cold.

The young man's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. As soon as he appeared, he surveyed his surroundings. His skin was covered with lividity, and he had a scarlet eye on his forehead that rolled eerily. He looked like someone you didn't want to mess with.

The girl was also quite inexperienced, but she was just like an ordinary student. Apart from looking a bit aloof, there was nothing else unusual about her.

When Michel saw the man in the black coat who was leading the group appear, he suddenly glanced in his direction with a cold, indifferent look, as if he were looking at a dead man.

With just one glance, Michelle felt as if she were being stared at by a terrifying ghost. Her body stiffened, and even the ghost within her trembled slightly.

A jolt went through him; a sense of foreboding washed over him: 'Could this be... Wang Liang, who's come to provide support?!'

After a brief period of panic, the island nation's exorcism society also spotted Wang Liang and his two companions.

President Mishima had read Wang Liang and Yang Jian's resumes and recognized them. He was deeply impressed by the way Wang Liang and the others made their entrance.

'Damn it, Wang Ye, what the hell did you go to pick up?! They even used Ghost Domain to get here!'

The gray-white world around them returned to normal, and Wang Liang and his two companions walked towards the exorcism society.

Although Mishima didn't recognize the other woman, he was certain that it wasn't a paranormal event, but rather Wang Liang and the others who had come to help.

President Mishima took a deep breath, a smile spreading across his face, and quickly stepped forward, extending both hands to warmly shake Wang Liang's hands, saying:

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Yang, and this beautiful lady, I am Mishima, the president of the Exorcism Society. I sincerely thank you all for coming to support our island nation. I entrust the affairs of Tokyo to you gentlemen."

Mishima bowed slightly, while Wang Xin behind him, having recovered from his shock, also bowed at a ninety-degree angle, along with the dozens of men in black on either side.

"please!"

Wang Xin bowed and looked at the concrete ground, his eyes filled with excitement, all his previous doubts gone.

'With such an entrance, such imposing presence, and such a vast demonic domain, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a fully-fledged "Jade." Wang Liang-sang will surely be able to resolve Tokyo's difficulties!'

"You're too kind, President Mishima."

Wang Liang calmly shook hands with Mishima. He was both surprised and unsurprised that Mishima, as the president, had come to pick him up personally.

in the country, this would be equivalent to the head of the Ghost Riders headquarters personally coming to greet him.

Regardless of their actual status, at least the president and the head of the exorcism society have equal status within their respective domestic organizations.

Sometimes you have to admit that island nations do a good job with polite etiquette. Whether it's a show or flattery, at least their attitude makes him feel quite comfortable.

But the selling price will still be high.

(End of this chapter)