The moment I faced the prison car, the prison car swooped down from the building.

The wooden wheels pressed against the steps with the sound of gravel. The red cement brick steps actually cracked and flew under the crushing force of the wheels. Large and small ones crackled on the stair railings.

The power brought about by the advancement of the prison car is like a top expert walking slowly towards people. Every step he takes carries the power of killing, and the pressure on people is pushed forward layer by layer, which is enough to make people feel chilled.

"Back off!" I asked Ye Yang to back up, but I ran up the steps towards the prison car.

The moment my soles touched the stairs, the prison van suddenly accelerated and rushed towards me at an alarming speed.

The prison van rushed several meters in the blink of an eye, and when the front wheels were only one step away from my feet, I suddenly exerted force on my toes, pushing my body backwards and flipping over.

When the strength of my toes and the pressure of the wheels were concentrated on a staircase at the same time, the concrete steps were like gravel being hit by a hammer and flying into the air. I also turned over twice in a row and fell to the ground among the flying stones.

I didn't wait for my feet to stand firmly before I retreated backwards again, but the prison car slightly changed its direction and headed straight towards my lower abdomen.

After I took five steps back, my back hit the wall, and the prison van rushed towards me at that moment.

At the critical moment, I pushed my hands backwards and grabbed the wall with my fingers like hooks. I moved my hands continuously behind my back and pushed my heels on the wall to move upwards quickly.

Using my hands and feet, I fell against the wall and climbed up one meter in an instant, and the prison van's shaft also crashed into the wall under my feet.

The huge shock of the brick wall being pushed open by the car shaft hadn't dissipated yet. I had already opened my ghost eyes in mid-air and looked down at the prison car with blood in my eyes.

As expected, there was a ghost in an old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit behind the prison car. He was gnashing his teeth and pulling at the car body, apparently trying to pull the car out of the wall and hit me again.

"Heavenly Lock to Imprison the Soul!" I immediately let go of my palms and landed on the roof of the car. I put out the soul-chasing ropes with both hands at the same time, crossing them left and right to tie up the ghost: "Ye Yang, find a room to protect me!"

As I dragged the ghost back and retreated, more than a dozen ghosts dressed almost the same as that man also rushed down from upstairs: "Let go of Lao Lin."

"Let's go!" I deliberately shook the soul-chasing rope and knocked the person to the ground, dragging him and running wildly in the corridor.

Ye Yang held his sword in front of me and backed away quickly: "Are you going to deal with the people behind me?"

"Let them come up!" While I was transmitting the message to Ye Yang, I opened the door of a room and rushed in.

But the moment I entered the door, Ye Yang suddenly rose up and grabbed the two ghosts who were rushing forward. He dodged and hid in the house. He drew his sword in his hand and used it as a door bolt, blocking the door horizontally.

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Hengjian guards the gate!

Ye Yang blocked the door with just one long sword, took out two more coffin nails, and nailed the ghost he captured to the wall before saying: "Hurry up, I can't stop them for long!"

I lifted the man up with the soul-chasing rope: "My time is limited, so I don't want to talk nonsense to you. Do you understand?"

That man looked somewhat similar to Lin Sihan, and he was the first person to come out to find me. I was 80% certain that he was Lin Sihan's ancestor.

In addition, this man doesn't know how to fight at all. If he wants to kill me, he will just hit people with his prison cart. This behavior is very consistent with his gentle appearance.

Based on these two points, I can conclude that I have arrested the right person.

When the man heard what I was saying, he simply snorted and closed his eyes, refusing to say another word to me.

"You have the guts!" I pulled out a spiritual talisman and raised my hand to slap the opponent. When the talisman exploded, three fire snakes wrapped around the opponent's body like chains and burned wildly.

Just a few seconds later, the ghost's screams drowned out the sound of the fire burning its soul. The other party shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's useless for you to torture me, we will never die here... What do you do to me?"

Sooner or later, I will pay you back a hundred times or a thousand times."

I sneered and said, "I don't necessarily have to ask you some things. You can also ask your friends."

I walked slowly towards the ghost who was pinned to the wall by Ye Yang: "I burned him just to show you. If you don't want to be like him, talk to him as soon as possible."

As soon as the two ghosts hesitated, I slapped the magic talisman on them. The screams of the three ghosts echoed in the room, and they were hoarse.

I walked back and forth twice among the three ghosts with my hands behind my back: "You can be immortal, but I can also make the soul-eating fire of hell stick to you forever like maggots attached to your bones."

"Have you ever heard of the eighteen levels of hell? The ghosts in hell can be immortal. Even if they are broken into pieces under the torture of hell, their souls will be reunited to accept the next punishment."

"The torture in hell is calculated on a yearly basis. If you don't want to endure the pain of burning your soul in fire for months and years, it's best to cooperate with me."
Chapter completed!