Mar En sat in the back seat, reading the floating screen in front of him.

Ren Shizhi just submitted a new regular report, which records the specific information of his team members in detail:

A werewolf who can smell the target a hundred meters away, can block the silence of spiritual power, and experts who plan tactical arrangements are responsible for the thunderstorm of fighting head-on.

They also proposed to use Chen Yun to deal with their own "plan".

"It's coming soon." Han Ming reminded.

The car slowly stopped on the road in the southern suburbs of Gewenzhou, and through the windows, Marx and En could see the gloomy and towering castle in the distance.

Although Witt Castle is about an hour's drive from the city, and Gewenzhou is not a bustling city, considering its total area, the price of this castle will not be cheap.

However, this is a haunted house, and considering the special status of its holder in the local area, it actually makes sense to say any price. Perhaps the money on Marx and En can be easily bought, and the other party may directly offer a sky-high price.

Ma En and Han Ming got out of the car one after another, but the driver did not follow him, but stayed inside and waited for them. It seemed that his young master was enjoying his current role.

Han Ming took Mar En toward the direction of the castle:

"Witt Castle was built in the 1730s, when ancient families moved from the Western Federation and hundreds of their servants lived here. At that time, the noble system had reached its end in the Western Federation, so they decided to regain their noble honor in this new land. They hired the Yugoslavia and formed their own army and often practiced nearby.

"But now it is hard to tell whether it was an accident or whether they had messed with the wrong person. The Witt family no longer existed overnight. The servant who had just purchased supplies and returned to the castle was surprised to see that his former colleagues and his masters had stopped breathing, but they could not see the specific cause of death.

"But this is just a story that has been passed down to the present. It is really hard to say how many of them are..."

His voice became lower and lower, because when Han Ming took Mar En to the gate of the castle, he saw that the iron door that was repaired by his elders had shown signs of being pried open.

Mar En said unexpectedly:

“Is this normal situation?”

Han Ming narrowed his eyes and said:

"No."

Those civilians absolutely have no courage to break into their property, and even the youngest children understand the consequences of offending the Han family's majesty - they have all seen it with their own eyes.

And the forces that have confidence in themselves are also very clear about what kind of hot potato is the Witt Castle. Even if they do not consider the existence of the Han family, they will not break into this place casually.

He took out the pistol at his waist and looked at Mar En:

"Sir, you can wait for me here, but I still recommend you go in with me to check it out, it will be safer."

"Let's go together." Mar En replied calmly, Han Ming didn't seem to ask whether he wanted to go back.

Ma En's calm performance surprised Han Ming a little.

The two pushed open the iron door and walked through the messy front yard of wild weeds to the metal front door with various strange reliefs on the surface. Marx and En could see angels and demons entangled with each other, spitting dragons, and various mythological creatures.

Han Ming pushed open the door with one hand and held the pistol tightly.

It's a mess.

The furniture was knocked down, and the renovated crystal chandeliers turned into pieces, soaked in bright red blood, and a fresh female corpse lying on the ground. When Han Ming saw this scene, he looked at Ma En reflexively.

He was still not scared.

Ma En, who noticed Han Ming's eyes, explained:

"I sometimes saw dead people in my previous job."

Han Ming nodded his head to express his understanding, then he walked to the female body, looked down and said:

"Just died."

But Han Ming did not mention that he actually knew this pretty woman.

She was one of the five members of the Savior League who escaped. They often met before because the Han family and the Coordination Bureau of Gewenzhou were actually quite close. They were both major local forces and the two sides often had interest in exchanges.

Even the members of the Savior League will provide them with considerable help when they carry out some secret operations.

But in fact, the real alliance between the Han family was the Federation. Therefore, when the Federation said it was about to change, they also used their past friendship with the Coordination Bureau to point out the main goal for the members of the Secret Service who came to arrest them, and also sent their own troops to solve those less important low-level salvation alliances.

Many of his subordinates have worked with the Savior League, so they are very familiar with the other party's abilities and weaknesses.

The number of low-level members of the Savior League in the Yugoslavia is actually quite amazing. Due to the environment here of the strong and strong, local low-level abilities have no resistance to the promise of the Savior League.

Because they really live in a bad world.

No one can realize more clearly how horrible the environment will be after the Great Collapse.

This is true. Almost few middle and high-level abilities from the Yugoslavia have joined the Savior League, after all, they live in a very beautiful "world".

Han Ming stood up and said to Ma En:

"She is a member of a wanted criminal group. They probably broke into the castle and were chased by law enforcement. Have you ever heard of the recently established FBI?"

The abbreviated version of the name that the Central Federal Supernatural Investigation Department told the public.

"Then they must be vicious criminals." Marne said to the dead man who had no luster in his eyes, "We want to..."

Before he could finish speaking, fragmented footsteps rang out.

A dozen armed personnel holding guns suddenly rushed into the living room of the castle. Their equipment was far less formal than the Secret Service Department that Mar En had ever seen, and they didn't look like members of an official organization.

However, he has never seen members of the Secret Service Department below rank III.

"Raise your hands!"

Han Ming and Ma Eun raised their hands at the same time - although they could easily kill the gun-carrying mercenaries on the opposite side.

A mixed-race woman in her twenties slowly walked out of the passage behind them, and behind her was a middle-aged man who was full of vigilance when he looked at everything.

"Han Ming?"

Han Ming raised his hand and said respectfully:

"Miss Ren, it's me, you are..."

Ren Qingxue pointed to the corpse on the ground:

"It seems that you didn't remember my father's instructions, and you actually dared to miss a few mice, and...

"Why are you here?"

Han Ming still raised his hands:

“I took the customer to see the house.”

She looked at the two cowards who were still holding hands, waved her hand and signaled her subordinates to press the gun down, and said with a smile:

"Don't be so afraid, I've killed all the bad guys."
Chapter completed!