บท 70: Chapter 70 Is Someone Talking About Me?

"Ah~!"

A scream echoed in the home of a resident in a certain community.

The door was closed tight, but inside stood a crowd of men, all dressed in suits and well-built.

"Ghost summoner? I've seen plenty of things that are neither human nor ghost, Yan Li, you're not the worst I've encountered. Although I don't have the guts or the skills to deal with ghosts, I do have plenty of experience dealing with people."

A somewhat indifferent young man, holding a baton, looked at Yan Li, who was chained to the ground with nails hammered into his hands and feet.

"I'll ask again, where exactly did you put the ghost you caught in the mall? Is it in the hands of someone named Yang Jian?"

"I don't know, and I won't tell. If you have the ability, then take the ghost out of my body." Yan Li lay on the ground, his body covered in blood.

However, his powers were too weak, almost useless against humans. Now, tied up and nailed to the floor, he had no options.