Mo Rang sighed with a sad look on his face and said, "Oh, I didn't expect that this hanged ghost is infinitely close to the Ghost King! These brothers all died under the hanged ghost. It's really my fault for me. Deputy Team Leader Zhang Wei led the way, but he lost his battle and sacrificed his life for the country. It's so respectable and admirable. He is really a role model for us! After I go back, I must apply for a first-class honor medal for him."

"Ah?" Hua Ling and Han Xueli didn't understand what Mo Rang meant. Where did the hanged ghost come from? Zhang Wei was obviously dead at the hands of Liu Yusheng, and those elite soldiers were also killed by them. Mo Rang was so confused that why did he just talk nonsense in broad daylight?

Mo Rang was cunning and lies without blinking. He looked at Hua Ling and Han Xueli and said in a pun: "We all have the responsibility for the death of these people. Do you understand? If we weren't careless for a moment, we wouldn't have suffered such great losses. After we go back, we must be brave enough to admit our mistakes and explain to our superiors in detail the battle between the hanged ghosts."

Mo Rang repeatedly mentioned the hanged ghost that did not exist at all. Hua Ling and Han Xueli finally realized it. The two nodded at the same time and said, "Captain Mo, we understand. Although the hanged ghost is powerful, if we had tried our best from the beginning, there would never be so many casualties. It was our carelessness that caused Deputy Team Leader Zhang to die. We do have an important responsibility!"

The three of them quietly made confessions, and they were indeed in tune with each other. Mo Rang said to Liu Yusheng with a smile: "Yusheng, although you have made great efforts to eliminate the hanged ghosts, you are indifferent to fame and fortune and do not want people to know your contributions, so we hide your actions. If someone really makes a fuss about your affairs, I will take it all my strength and ensure that no one will harasse your purity!"

Mo Rang's meaning is very obvious. Zhang Wei and others' deaths are all depended on a non-existent hanged ghost. If someone really doubts it, then Liu Yusheng's appearance will be the status of a hermit who draws his sword to help. In short, Mo Rang will take everything down and ensure that no one will harass Liu Yusheng again. Liu Yusheng said he was afraid of trouble, and the old man thought of so many things, and it turns out that Jiang is still old. In this way, Liu Yusheng no longer has to worry about being known by the National Security Bureau. After Mo Rang went back, he explained to his superiors according to the confession just now. So the three of them were most afraid of being known.

And Mo Rang did this. There is another meaning, which is to give people a handle. They colluded with confessions and did not hide it from Liu Yusheng at all, which means that Liu Yusheng had a handle on them. If someone from the National Security Bureau really went to trouble Liu Yusheng, Liu Yusheng could expose them at any time. This is also the effort made by Mo Rang to reassure Liu Yusheng. In order to survive, he racked his brains.

Liu Yusheng nodded with satisfaction. Mo Rang's methods were sophisticated that even he could not find any problems. He raised three fingers and said, "Three questions. Why do you come to deal with me? How did you know I would pass by here? How did I find out my detailed information?"

Mo Rang hesitated for a moment, and then said frankly: "Yusheng, about you. The National Security Bureau has long filed a record. The National Security Bureau has conducted detailed investigations on every psychic. The conclusions on your information are extremely dangerous. You must act cautiously after encountering it. But I don't know how your information comes from. I don't know what it is. It is said that someone took the initiative to report your information. I don't know who it is. We are not here to deal with you, but just want to test you. If you can bring you back to the National Security Bureau, it will be a huge contribution. I am eager to make contributions, so I will come as soon as there is news about you."

Liu Yusheng didn't care and was about to speak, but Mo Rang suddenly shouted: "Shad the head!"

Two green shadows flew out from Mo Rang's hands, quickly circled the back of Hua Ling and Han Xueli's necks, and then shrank back. Hua Ling and Han Xueli stayed in place, looking disbelief. Hua Ling's expression was shocked and scared, his hands were trembling, trying to turn his head, but when he moved a little, his head fell off. His neck seemed to have been cut by a laser, with a smooth cross section, and there was not even a trace of blood.

This is Mo Rang's unique skill - shaving the head! He raised two shaved ghosts, and as long as he blew air on the back of a person's neck, once the person turned around, he immediately died of his head. Even if he didn't look back, as long as the wind blows the human wind, the neck that was blown by the shaved ghost will gradually shrink until it becomes as thick as a bean sprout, suffocating the person to death.

Han Xueli didn't dare to move at all, and asked sadly: "Rang, why?"
Chapter completed!