The ghosts dare not hide anything anymore.

Now they have been infected with the Heart-Devouring Gu, and even their lives are under the control of others. Unless they want to die, no one can hide their secrets.

What's more, in their eyes, what if they tell Judge Zhou Wencui where he is.

Could it be that Zhou Wen really dares to look for him?

If Zhou Wen really went to seek revenge on Judge Cui, he would know what real fear is!

Even if the names of the four judges of the Hall of Yama are placed in the underground world abroad, they are still famous figures.

If Zhou Wen really dares to look for him, all he can wait for is death!

Zhou Wen's eyes flashed when he heard this.

"What organization will Wushuang be?" Zhou Wen said coldly.

"The president of the Wushuang Society is the strength of Bai Changhe, the legitimate son of the Bai family, one of the four major families in Shanghai. Their strength is not something you can imagine!" The ghost soldier sarcastically said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Haibo kicked him out.

"What is not something that can be imagined? In my eyes, there is no opponent! The four major families in Shanghai are all physical mortals. Could it be that they can still grow three heads and six arms?" Hong Haibo sneered.

The ghost man had hatred on his face, but he didn't dare to refute anything anymore.

Zhou Wen was thinking about it, Wushuang was actually the power of the Bai family.

Each of the four major families in Shanghai is a giant. If the Yan Luo Palace unites with the Bai family, with his current strength, it will be difficult to shake.

"Okay, let them go." Zhou Wen said lightly.

Hong Haibo was stunned: "Let them go now?"

The faces of the ghost soldiers also changed slightly. They thought Zhou Wen was going to kill them, but they didn't expect to let them go.

"What else do you want to do if you don't let it go? They have been put on the Heart-Devouring Gu. If they dare to talk nonsense, they won't give them antidotes." Zhou Wen said in a cold tone.

Hearing this, the expressions of these ghosts dimmed.

They almost forgot that they had a heart-devouring Gu on their bodies. If there was no antidote, they would die within thirty days.

Hong Haibo smiled and understood immediately.

"Okay, get out of here. If the poison is released, I will come to Yunguan Lane to find me. I will detoxify you." Hong Haibo threatened.

"As for what should be said and what should not be said, I will give me some clarity in my heart. They are all in the society, so I don't need to say more."

After he finished speaking, he kicked the ghost soldiers one by one.

These people hurriedly ran out of the morgue, not even daring to look back, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind them.

When these people left, Zhou Wen and Hong Haibo were left in the morgue.

Zhou Wen thought for a while in his heart that now is definitely not the best time to take revenge.

If he rushed into Wushuang in a foolish way, he would find someone. Not to mention that he could not deal with it, even the Bai family might not be able to confront him head-on.

Everything needs to be discussed in the long run.

But this beam has been considered a foregone conclusion.

Mr. Xu had told him before that he would not have to interfere in the affairs of the Hall of Yama Palace, and he would have to deal with it.

Zhou Wen did not intend to interfere in this matter later, but since the Yan Luo Palace has come to him, don’t regret it!

Zhou Wen is not a good person, he doesn't cause trouble, but he is not afraid of anything.

"What are you asking for me?" Zhou Wen turned to look at Hong Haibo on the side.

Hong Haibo chuckled: "A small thing, I want you to help me with you, and have some money to make money."

"Don't go." Zhou Wen refused immediately.

After saying that, he walked towards the door of the morgue.

Hong Haibo asked him for help. Based on his understanding of the fat man, it was definitely not a good thing.

"Don't worry, wait for me to finish talking, it's not stealing!" Hong Haibo hurriedly followed.

As they said that, the two walked out of the morgue gate.

In the quiet dark night, cold wind blew through the air, whizzing.

In the morgue, there are freezers placed one by one, stacked together and arranged neatly.

There are locks on every freezer, which can only be opened by the morgue manager.

At this time, a sound suddenly sounded in the dark morgue.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound was extremely dull, as if something was hitting from the inside of the freezer and outward.

After three light sounds, a harsh friction sound came softly with a "click" sound.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

It was like water dripping on the ground.

But then, the sound disappeared.

There was no sound in the dark morgue.

However, Zhou Wen and Hong Haibo, who had left the morgue, did not hear the sound coming from behind.

"Brother Wen, I said we are at least in a life-long relationship. You don't want to help me with this little busy!" Hong Haibo muttered and walked slowly up the stairs with Zhou Wen.

It is now 2:00 a.m., and the elevator leading to the morgue has been closed. In order to prevent any dirty things from coming up at night.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Zhou Wen was so troubled by Hong Haibo's nagging that he had to say.

When Hong Haibo heard Zhou Wen let out a sigh of relief, he smiled on his face.

At this time, a sound suddenly came from their ears.

"Bang……"

The two of them stopped suddenly and quickly turned around and looked behind them.

Behind them it was pitch black and there was nothing to see.

Hong Haibo hurriedly held the Hequan knife in his hand tightly and said tremblingly: "Damn it! It won't be haunted!"

"Don't be superstitious. Whatever you do is it all your imagination!" Zhou Wen said angrily.

But his face was also very serious.

If it were the case with haunting, Zhou Wen would definitely not believe it if it were in the past.

But now he has even such a magical thing as a god-level suit on his body, and his heart is still a little fluctuating.

"Yes, I am good at being upright and not afraid of these things!" Hong Haibo said with courage.

After the words came, the two looked at each other and rushed to the exit of the stairs.

When they entered the hospital hall and stood under the bright lights, they breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that they were in a safe position at this moment.

"Aren't you afraid?" Zhou Wen said angrily.

"Don't you say that haunting is just a fantasy?" Hong Haibo said unconvincedly.

"I'll tell you!" Zhou Wen gasped.

The two looked at each other's embarrassing appearance and burst into laughter.

"Okay, let's talk about anything." Zhou Wen said slowly.

The two of them slowly walked towards the side door. Along the way, the people on duty at Boai Hospital did not stop them.

During the day, everyone knew that Zhou Wen was a distinguished guest of Wang Jiankang and could not tolerate any disturbance.

Even if Zhou Wen made the Boai Hospital a mess, he didn't have to worry about it.

"Go and steal something." Hong Haibo smiled.

"Are you still stealing something?" Zhou Wen was speechless.

"Don't worry, wait until I finish talking." Hong Haibo explained hurriedly.

He knew that Zhou Wen was a person and would definitely not do those stealing things.

The two walked out of the hospital, found a cafe that was still open, and started chatting inside.

When Hong Haibo finished speaking, Zhou Wen finally figured out the situation.

Although Hong Haibo has returned to the Shanghai Stock Exchange now, he is also well-known.

He received a commission from a famous domestic collector to steal a cultural relic from a group of tomb robbers.

This tomb robber has been wandering around and committing crimes all year round. He stole an ancient Tang Dynasty tomb in the northwest region and dug out a large number of cultural relics from it.
To be continued...