Chapter 92: Vortex

Zhou Ze reached out his hand, and black gas continuously wrapped around his fingertips to disperse the group of people surrounding the man in black. However, the black gas still wrapped around the little ghosts, preventing them from escaping.

Ever since the battle on the rooftop, Zhou Ze realized that his control over this power seemed to have improved by a level.

"You're a police officer?"

Zhou Ze lowered his head and looked at the man in black who was lying on the ground with a damaged soul body.

"What do you think?"

The man in black stood up. His soul was broken, and he looked quite miserable.

But his gaze was firm and bright.

"I just didn't expect it."

Zhou Ze remembered that the last time he saw Chief Zhao, he had entered his bookstore on the day of his funeral. In the end, both he and Xu Qinglang could not tell if he was alive or dead.

Think.

He was relieved again.