I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

"Don't be ridiculous. Viagra, the main focus of my live broadcast is reality. How can I pretend to be a ghost?"

Zhang Wei shook his head repeatedly: "It must have been you, or it was a real ghost."

Hearing this, Sun Ren broke into a cold sweat. Zhang Wei didn't move, and he didn't move either. Who moved?

"Quickly, ask for the password quickly, and then send Bixian away." Sun Ren lowered his voice and whispered.

"Don't worry, I finally invited Bixian to come, but I can't do a live broadcast." Zhang Wei said, picking up the phone and pointing it at himself, "Old guys, Viagra, I didn't succeed in live broadcasting Bixian the first two times. Maybe you have a little misunderstanding about the strength of Viagra, but now with the help of Brother Macho, I finally succeeded in Viagra."

"Holy shit, this kid is actually secretly broadcasting live!" Sun Ren's eyes almost popped out. Fortunately, he didn't have time to make any move, otherwise wouldn't it all be broadcast live?

"Now, let me show you what Bixian is capable of."

Zhang Wei's big face stared at the screen, making a gesture that he thought was handsome, and then turned his head to reveal a smiling face: "Bixian Bixian, tell me quickly, who is my future wife viagra? Isn't she pretty?"

"Ah~"

Tang Long, who was hiding in the ghost realm outside the door, sighed and covered his ears.

Chen Yalin was once attacked by Zhang Ya because Chen Ge asked about her marriage. Therefore, every time someone used Bixian to ask about this matter in the future, she would go berserk.

Sure enough, half a minute later.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Zhang Wei's cries and howls could be heard from inside, and those who didn't know thought that this boy had been fucked by a gay guy.

Tang Long scratched his head and waited for another half minute until it was completely quiet inside before opening the door and walking in.

Inside the room, Chen Yalin had revealed her true form, staring at Sun Ren with a pair of bloodshot and spiteful eyes. Her body hanging on the rope kept swinging, with a look like "I will kick you to death when I get there."

Sun Ren was so frightened that he locked himself in the corner, biting his fingers with his teeth, with a look of horror on his face.

As for Zhang Wei...he had already fainted while frothing at the mouth, and was completely embarrassed in front of the entire live broadcast room.

"Awei, Awei, if you don't commit suicide and start the live broadcast, I still want to wake you up after the matter is resolved, so that you can be happy to walk out of the haunted house, so as to save you some face."

Tang Long shrugged helplessly, pressed his phone, and turned off the live broadcast.

Then, he turned to Sun Ren: "Tell me, why did your master send you here?"

Hearing this, Sun Ren was slightly flustered: "Tang, Mr. Tang, I don't want to play anymore. Please let Awei and I go out."

"You know." Tang Long smiled slightly, "Only people in the supernatural circle will call me Mr. Tang. Ordinary players will either call me Brother Hammer or Boss Tang."

Sun Ren secretly thought that it was too bad, he just got nervous and let the matter slip out of his mouth.

He knew Tang Long's terror very well. As long as the other party made a move, he would definitely die here, so he did not dare to hesitate for a moment and suddenly took out an old Walkman from his arms.

"So it's this thing." When Tang Long just glanced at him, his eyelids only twitched instead of stinging, which proved that the other person was not a ghost controller, but just an ordinary person with a supernatural power.

Now it seems that the king's organization should have eliminated the evil ghost that was targeting him, and developed Sun Ren into an internal agent, allowing him to investigate him as an ordinary person.

Sun Ren suddenly pressed the player, and a deep voice sounded on it: "I am a missionary. No matter who he is, he will fall into a deep sleep ten seconds after hearing the recording."

"So it was this move." Tang Long raised his eyebrows. This was supposed to be Luo Sheng's way of plotting against Yang Jian, dragging Xiao Yang into a nightmare and attacking him, but he didn't expect that he would have ghost dreams, and in the end he couldn't steal the chicken. Eclipse rice.

"Although I didn't expect this thing to appear in Sun Ren's hands, I'm sorry, Guimeng will protect me now."

Feeling an irresistible wave of terrifying sleepiness, Tang Long did not resist, but yawned and sat down on the chair.

He even had time to raise his head and command Chen Yalin: "Take this kid down."

Soon, slight snoring came and Tang Long fell asleep.

It seems very peaceful, but in fact it is a curse. If there is no special means to wake it up, he will probably sleep forever and never be able to wake up.

Because this is not an ordinary curse, but an S-class supernatural being codenamed "Nightmare". It is precisely because of fear of this thing that Tang Long has not dared to step into Tai'ao City.

But now, the situation is different... After entering the dreamland, Tang Long looked around and found that this place was different from the world of ghost dreams. The surroundings were dark and depressing, and there was nothing except the European-style castle in front of him.

This castle is also old and dilapidated, with rusty doors and many weeds and vines wrapped around the walls, giving it an ominous look.

And here, I also don't have any supernatural powers, I'm just an ordinary person.

But Tang Long was not afraid. He had a dog to protect his body. These consciousness-invading monsters and monsters were just bid-goers. If they dared to attack, they would be defeated.

"Squeaky-!"

At this moment, the door of the castle slowly opened. Although the outside was immersive, the inside was very luxurious. The floor was covered with bright red carpets, the walls were swaying like candlesticks like works of art, and the huge chandelier was like a glass jade lamp. It’s priceless to look at.

"Well, the overall decoration style is very similar to that of the 13th floor of Xeno Apartment. It seems that these kings have similar tastes."

The people who came out from behind the gate were not the five-man supporting cast in the original work, but a foreign man dressed like a missionary.

"Introduce yourself." The foreign man bowed slightly and spoke in very standard Mandarin, "I am a missionary. It is a great honor to meet the famous Mr. Tang here."

"What you say is better than what you sing." Tang Long sneered, "Don't tell me that you tried so hard to drag me into this nightmare world just to meet me."

The barking of dogs was already ringing in his mind. It seemed that Zhang Ya's candies were really powerful. As long as Tang Long gave the order, groups of dogs would definitely swarm in and tear down the castle. .

However, the missionary had no intention of launching an attack. Instead, he raised his hands and said, "Of course, I don't dare to waste Mr. Tang's time just to meet him. I invite you to come here because there are serious matters to discuss."

"What's the business?" Tang Long narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I have admired Mr. Tang for a long time and want to officially join your country's headquarters." The missionary said seriously, "I want to become the No. 13 captain of the headquarters!"

"what?!"

Tang Long never expected that this guy would drag him into the nightmare world not to deal with him, but to...surrender?
"As one of the core members of the King's Organization, and even the leader who implicitly controls the entire organization, you ask for everything and ask for nothing, how come you came to the headquarters to be the captain." No matter how he thought about it, he felt that this was a conspiracy.

The missionary only had a wry smile in his heart. If he had a choice, why would he want to join the headquarters? He was subject to many restrictions. In fact, after the gentleman seized it, he had completely regarded the people in his department as a thorn in his flesh. Basically, he was sent on a death mission. There would be benefits afterwards. Without him, if the task is not completed, he will be punished by death.

The most important thing is that he not only got the approval of the priest, but also won over the captain, who can be said to be the strongest king, to surrender. Not to mention the king's organization, there is no place for missionaries in the entire foreign supernatural circle.

This guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Seeing this situation, he decisively prepared to rebel. The missionaries who had been deployed in Asia by the King's organization before were almost all taken over by missionaries. Now they are just used to contact key people and run for themselves. Prepare for the road.

As long as he joins the headquarters, he will still be able to become a captain at his level, and he will still be superior. Although he will be subject to some control, it is better than not being treated as a human being in the King's organization.

Tang Long didn't know these things. Even if he knew, he would not relax at all about the people of the King's organization. This group of people has almost completely lost their humanity in the supernatural circle of the dark law where the jungle preys on the strong. Even if he sincerely joins the headquarters, He may not even dare to ask for it.

Seeing the suspicious look on the other party's face, the missionary took the initiative and said: "I can provide Mr. Tang with the internal information of the King's organization in return, and in order to win your trust, I can now tell you about the captain at the headquarters, Zhang Falcon. Where is sir!"

"Zhang Falcon?" Tang Long's eyes narrowed, "Where is he?"

The missionary chuckled: "He is really a powerful person. Even if he is blocked by several kings, he can break out of the siege and escape to heaven. Although he is trapped in the manor owner's manor, he can still use secret methods to hide. So far, we can't Only some of his internal organs were found, and we were not even sure whether he was alive or dead."

Having said that, he stopped talking confidently and waited for Tang Long to ask him. As soon as the other party opened his mouth, he would have the initiative.

"In the manor owner's manor?" Tang Long pondered for a moment, "Okay, let me go now, and I will discuss it with the headquarters. As long as more than half of the captains agree, I will agree to recruit you into the headquarters."

The missionary was immediately overjoyed: "Then there is Mr. Laotang."

Sure enough, the group of ghost masters at the headquarters still couldn't let go of their damn friendship, and even under such circumstances, they actually cared about a colleague who was trapped in a tight siege.

This just gave him an advantage. If the people at the headquarters could show enough strength, he would switch sides and join the headquarters.

If they see that the headquarters is completely unable to compete with the king's organization, the missionary will say that this is his own plan, lure people from the headquarters to come to the rescue, reduce the opponent's strength, and claim credit from the priests and prophets.

As long as he had the address of that terrifying manor in his hand, he would not lose anything.

But he didn't expect that the moment he left the nightmare, Tang Long grabbed Sun Ren who was knocked unconscious by Chen Yalin and came to Liu San's office building. He threw the guy to Liu San and said, "Put him in a safe house. He will be useful in the future."

Then, he found Wang Yong: "Have you contacted the foreign messenger?"

From the beginning, he was not prepared to reply to the missionary, and he did not need the other party to provide the address of the manor owner at all. (End of chapter)