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When another movie ended, Han Ruyan, hugging a plush panda, shifted her gaze away from the screen.

“The local Fierce Ghosts, the weak ones are too weak, but the strong ones are not bad.”

Han Ruyan looked at Su Jie and voiced her assessment after watching movies for several hours.

The horror films Su Jie had shown her were classics from the small days, featuring characters like Zhenzi and Kayako. Later on, Han Ruyan wasn’t angry anymore and kept watching quietly.

Although Han Ruyan didn’t laugh, Su Jie could tell that she was quite interested in these horror movies, perhaps due to the instincts of a Fierce Ghost.

Su Jie laughed heartily and said, “These Fierce Ghosts are all fictional, different from the kind you understand. They can be set to be as strong as desired—they shouldn’t be taken seriously. In my heart, you are the strongest Fierce Ghost.”

“I can’t defeat the Headless Ghost, the Sword Labor Ghost, the Ghost Mother, and the Starving Ghost. Last time, they forced me to retreat. Next time I see them, I’m going to kill them.”

Han Ruyan was vengeful and hadn’t forgotten the scene of her defeat in East Victory City.

“Alright, if I get the chance, I’ll help you get revenge.”

Su Jie stretched and stood up, saying, “I’m going to the restroom, you stay here for now. If someone comes in to play games with you, don’t hold back.”

Han Ruyan didn’t speak, her eyes moving back to the screen.

As Su Jie left his seat, Divine Sense caught an interesting scene, and a cold smirk formed at the corner of his mouth.

……

Meanwhile!

Several blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners suddenly walked into the cinema.@@novelbin@@

A forty-something-year-old man, wearing casual beach shorts and shirt as if on a vacation, was chewing gum and pressed on a hidden earpiece in his left ear.

“Smith, the target is in Cinema 3, a man and a woman, the opportunity is rare, the other party has gone out alone, without bodyguards. You must capture them.

The support helicopter will lower a rope ladder in the amusement park two kilometers away after you succeed. You must act fast, otherwise Jieke Security will respond, and no one will be able to save you,”

Listening to the continuous instructions from his superior through the earpiece, Smith calmly said, “BOSS, this isn’t our first field mission. We understand what you’ve spoken, so rest assured and leave it to us.”

“You haven’t yet realized the seriousness of the situation. The person we are capturing is an extremely vicious and dangerous individual. It can’t be ruled out that the other party is also a Super Soldier. Your chance is only before the target has swallowed a Strengthening Pill to subdue and capture them,”

In the earpiece, the mission team’s superior, Mahat Butler, sternly reminded his team not to take the situation lightly.

“Of course, I’m aware, which is why I’ve brought the best. Elite among the CIA elite, all with decades of successful missions under their belts. BOSS, as long as the support operation goes smoothly, I’ll bring the person back to you,”

Smith spit out his gum and led three team members to the door of Cinema 3.

The three teammates simultaneously drew their mini submachine guns and pistols, all equipped with silencers.

Smith also pulled out a compact Taser Gun from his waistband, planning to first immobilize the target with electricity; thus, even if the target was a Super Soldier, they couldn’t swallow the Strengthening Pill in time to resist capture.

Smith held up three fingers and bent them down one by one.

“Go.”

As the last finger bent, the four of them, with great coordination, kicked open the door of the cinema.

They filed in swiftly, and Smith quickly located the target.

p>Top> his surprise, there was only a woman in the cinema—the person they wanted to capture was not there.

“There’s been a mistake in the plan; the target is not in the cinema.”

Smith found the situation tricky, but he wasn’t without his decisiveness in the moment. The target was so close to this woman that she must also be an important figure. Arresting her first and if they couldn’t capture the primary target, they could take this woman back to fulfill their duty.

With this thought in mind, Smith pressed the trigger of the Taser gun. The nitrogen pressurized cartridge was activated, and the barbed dart was fired out.

At such a close distance, an elite CIA agent like Smith simply couldn’t miss.

The dart struck the woman accurately, releasing an electric shock that would cause any criminal’s muscles to spasm uncontrollably, curling up, incapable of any resistance.

But what surprised Smith even more happened—the woman was clearly hit, yet showed no signs of being subdued. Instead, she slowly turned her head to look over.

Those eyes hidden beneath the sunglasses suddenly instilled a strong sense of panic in him, like a small, grazing animal faced with its natural predator.

“It’s a Super Soldier, open fire!”

Seeing this, Smith immediately thought that she might be a Super Soldier who had taken a Strengthening Pill.

Such soldiers, according to their CIA intelligence, were already beyond human category, capable of wearing Heavy Armor that could withstand rifle bullets, carrying vehicle-mounted weapons while moving as nimbly as ever, scaling mountains as if on flat ground, with strength, endurance, flexibility, speed, vision, hearing, and other senses far surpassing human limits.

That a Taser gun would struggle to subdue such a non-human creature was understandable.

In Smith’s view, the woman might be the bodyguard of the target, ensuring the target’s safety. He saw the need to take her down to eliminate the obstacles for the subsequent capture of the primary target.

Pop, pop, pop!

The silenced firearm fired, bullets shooting out one after another.

The noise wasn’t loud, for their elite agents used modified submachine guns and pistols.

“That should do it, even if she’s a Super Soldier, without Heavy Armor. As long as it’s a body of flesh and blood, it can’t possibly block bullets.”

Smith thought to himself, even an African elephant couldn’t withstand bullets and went down with a single shot. Human-created weapons were such that not even the flesh of Super Soldiers could resist.

However, the next moment, Smith heard the terrified screams of his companions.

“Fuck, is this the devil?”

“Is this person even human?”

“Retreat, retreat! Bullets are useless on her.”

His teammates were in a state of panic. Logically, experienced CIA elite agents shouldn’t lose their composure in any situation.

But the scene that unfolded before them was beyond their comprehension.

The bullets that were fired hung in mid-air, losing their kinetic energy and falling to the ground with a clatter, turning into red wedding candies.

The wrappers of the candies on the ground peeled off and grew at a rapid pace, morphing into stiff-faced, heavily made-up papermen, staring at the group.

“You’ve disturbed my time with my husband.”

An ominous voice, as if coming from the depths of hell, resounded.

Smith, terrified, saw the woman take off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of dead and hollow eerie eyes that definitely were not human.

“Devil, this is a devil that crawled out from hell…”

Smith let out a fearful cry, as the woman before him shattered his scientific worldview that he had been raised with. Overwhelmed with inner panic, he instinctively wanted to flee.

But it was already too late for them to think of escaping.

Pale papermen eerily floated over, accompanied by flying human limbs; after a few screams, all became silent, leaving behind several dismembered, unrecognizable corpses on the ground.

The whole event took less than half a minute. From the time Smith and his colleagues entered until their demise, Han Ruyan didn’t even bother to rise from her chair, casually wiping out the four elite CIA agents.