Ghost Rider's Judgment

Chapter 342 The return of the evil spirit

For a bar, eleven or twelve o'clock should be a busy time, but this bar is now extremely deserted.

The bar was dark, the tables and chairs had been turned over, broken glass from wine bottles and drinks were everywhere, as well as bodies scattered everywhere.

Obviously, a riot had just occurred here, and all the guests were running away. The only bartender who was still here was hiding behind the bar tremblingly, not daring to breathe.

It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but he didn't dare. He clearly saw that the riot was not started by an organization, but by one person, and only one person.

A man with an extremely pale face broke into the bar without warning, and then he pinched a person's neck. In just an instant, the person turned into a mummy.

Immediately afterwards, the man started killing people without any purpose. He was behind the counter at the time. When he saw this scene, he was already frightened. Maybe he was lucky, as long as he hid behind the counter, he would not be discovered, which led to the current situation. He was the only living person left in the bar. It was dark on the other side of the counter. He didn't dare to step forward to confirm whether it was safe at this moment. He didn't know if the madman had left at this moment.

He cautiously stuck his head out and observed the panic scene on the other side of the counter. After looking around, he was sure that the madman was not there now. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly stood up.

However, as soon as he turned his head, a horrifyingly pale face appeared in front of him. It was the lunatic who had committed the massacre here before.

The pale man in the middle grabbed the bartender by the neck and then lifted him up.

The bartender immediately covered his neck and was a little out of breath.

"I know you are here, I can smell your fear!" The pale man made a hoarse and terrifying voice, like a hell from hell.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bartender's body began to rot, and then he turned into a mummy like the previous dead customers.

Boom~!

Suddenly there was a flash of thunder and lightning outside the window, and the man immediately threw the mummy to the ground.

The man turned around and walked towards the other side. He stepped over two more mummies and then looked in front of him.

"Hello, Old Demon!" the man said softly.

In front of the man's eyes, piles of dust suddenly appeared on the ground, and then condensed into clods of soil. Then the clods of soil gathered together again and turned into a human shape.

It was a middle-aged man who looked extremely strong, tall, and looked very difficult to mess with.

"Loser, after more than 20 years, you are back!" The man called Earth Demon said in a dry and rough voice.

"Don't call me that. You know it was just a mistake that time. This time, I will kill the Ghost Rider first. After I have no worries, I will build my own new hell!" the man said angrily.

While he was talking, another water column appeared next to the man, and then the water column turned into a figure. It was a man with long sparse hair and wet hair.

"Water Demon!" The man turned around and shouted.

The man known as the Water Demon wiped off the foreign matter that accidentally got on his face, and then said to the man: "Once again, you summoned us. Can't you find other helpers besides us?"

The man ignored the water demon's words and said to himself: "I found a new way to build hell, but before that, I need to kill the Ghost Rider!"

Suddenly, the door of the bar was opened, and in a strange fog, a man with a thin face and a hideous expression flew towards this direction.

The man seemed to be one with the mist, and he made strange sounds from his mouth.

"Fengmo!" The pale man called out the newcomer's name again.

The fog around Feng Mo dissipated and turned into a human form and fell to the ground.

"Kill Ghost Rider? Who do you think we are, Witchheart? Why should we trust you again? Last time, Ghost Rider's chains dragged us back to hell. Do you know how Mephisto tortured us? Do you know how much we paid to escape from his hell again? Moreover, even you were defeated by the Ghost Rider in the end, right?" Feng Mo said with some resentment.

"Last time, I made a very serious mistake!" The Witch Heart Demon said calmly: "I gave myself a soul, which allowed the Ghost Rider to seize the opportunity, so I will learn my lesson this time. He will kill the Ghost Rider first, and then build his own new hell!"

"New hell, hahaha" Feng Mo laughed and said: "Without the scroll of Saint Fangansa, what are you going to do?"

"Start from scratch and build it bit by bit!" The Witch Heart Demon said coldly: "Sign a contract, plunder souls, recruit demons, and create your own Ghost Rider!"

"But what if you fail? We will be caught by Mephisto again, and then suffer from his torture!" The water demon questioned in his weird voice.

The Witch Heart Demon said: "But if I succeed, the three of you will become the heroes in creating a new hell, and my hell will take root here little by little, grow, and become more powerful. When the time comes, I will Use this hell to turn me into a demon more powerful than my father, and then kill him with my own hands. At that time, I will become the only master of the hell dimension!"

"And you will also be officially cleared. You no longer have to live in fear, and you no longer have to worry about your father's Ghost Rider kidnapping you!"

Speaking of this, the three demons have been tempted. To be honest, because they were afraid of Mephisto's pursuit, they didn't do well after escaping from hell. It can be seen from the clothes of the three of them that they are better than each other. A shabby one.

Even though they knew that the young boss in front of them was a bit unreliable, there was really nothing wrong with his plan. The important thing was that once it succeeded, they would finally be able to turn around.

"Okay, let's trust you again!" Old Demon said in his dry voice.

The Witch Heart Demon suddenly laughed, and then he said: "Very good, then, we should go find the Ghost Rider to settle accounts. What is his name? Ah, by the way."

"Our old friend, Johnny Blaze!"

"I heard that during this period, he also defeated my father. Did the old immortal finally lose once? And he also lost to his own Ghost Rider. How ironic!"

"But this also confirms that my idea is correct. As long as I kill this Ghost Rider and gain his power, then I can completely break away from my father's control and kill him myself! "

This is not the United States, but a small country. Therefore, SHIELD, which claims to protect the security of the world, cannot control here. Therefore, such a massacre is destined to be ignored today and will not make any waves.

(End of this chapter)