Jiang Wudao took one step ahead.

Huang An sat there, closed his eyes and rested.

Two more hours passed and it was almost dawn, but there was still no news.

This time, Huang An finally couldn't sit still.

"Go, go see what's going on."

Huang An waved his hand, and his master immediately left the villa and went out to check the situation.

At this time, Huang An had already begun to feel uneasy.

He couldn't figure out anyway, how could there be accidents if he killed such a low-class person as Xiao Chen? This is not normal.

Half an hour later, the people sent by Huang'an came back.

"Old Old, the situation is so strange."

That person reported.

"Strange? What a strange method?"

Huang An asked.

"I went to that community, where there was no trace of battle, but the 1,800 killers disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.

It was like being captured by an evil ghost.”

The subordinate said in horror.

"Nothing, how can there be evil ghosts in this world?"

Huang An said angrily.
Chapter completed!