Wang Chaling did not expect such a major accident to occur before his plan even started to be executed.
"Bang! Bang!"
The dull sound of impact echoed through the silent, oppressive underground safe house.
The force of the impact was great, causing vibrations that traveled to the ceiling outside, and Wang Chaling even felt dust falling from above.
However, at this moment, Wang Chaling had already abandoned his fantasies and was prepared to face the imminent escape of the Hungry Ghost.
"The intelligence on the Hungry Ghost is already very clear, and the killing pattern is well understood. My chances of winning are not small." Wang Chaling glanced at his grandparents, who looked like memorial photos behind him, gradually gaining confidence.
But to be safe, he still left the information about the Hungry Ghost on his phone.
