A human face vaguely appeared on the black gas, and the faces of the three dead bodies were switched one by one. Finally, the face of the first deceased, Wang Xian, gradually appeared!

At this moment, the honest construction worker had a ferocious look on his face, and was surrounded by a thick black aura of resentment.

He had already killed three people, but Shi Ling saw that those three people had a cause and effect relationship with him.

Those three were accomplices in his murder.

In other words, even though Wang Xian turned evil, he did not indiscriminately attack and kill innocent people like other evil spirits, but instead took revenge on those who had harmed him.

But now Wang Xian had attacked them, meaning he had begun indiscriminately attacking anyone who entered the building. Once he stained himself with the blood of innocent people, he would be completely dominated by resentment and become a demon without reason, a murderous evil spirit.

Shi Ling tried to reason with him: "Wang Xian, don't kill innocent people. The police have thoroughly investigated Baiyun Construction Company and will definitely give you justice..."

However, Wang Xian interrupted Shi Ling and rushed towards her with resentment, "Die, they all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!"

Shi Ling yelled, "Don't come over here!"

"Die, they all deserve to die!"

Wang Xian turned into a black gas and rushed towards Shi Ling. Two hands stretched out from the black gas, as if to tear Shi Ling into pieces.

Shi Ling took a deep breath, grabbed one of the hands, and threw the evil ghost to the ground, hitting it several times on the left and several times on the right, followed by a series of irregular and violent punches and kicks.

"I told you not to come over here. I'm afraid of myself when I go crazy."

Wang Xian's originally hateful voice became weak and he lay on the ground weakly, stretching out a hand.

Shi Ling stared at the hand, grabbed it and tried to throw him to the other side.

"Don't!"

Just as she grabbed the ghost hand, a shrill ghost cry rang out.

Shi Ling was so frightened that her whole body trembled. She subconsciously lifted Wang Xian up, turned around a big circle and threw him to the other side.

Wang Xian fell heavily to the ground and let out a painful groan.

He was afraid that Shi Ling would attack him, so he shouted urgently, "Master, spare my life!"

The burly man's voice was filled with sobbing.

Shi Ling kicked him aside with a slight chill, then turned around and met the stunned expressions of Zhong Xian, Zhang Wangzhou and others on the stairs.

At this moment, Wang Xian, who was lying on the ground, saw a group of police officers and burst into tears: "Uncle police, help me!"

Shi Ling was dumbfounded: "...No, Uncle Police, please listen to my explanation."

Zhang Wangzhou took out a pair of handcuffs with an expressionless face and said, "Don't explain, just handcuff him and take him away."

Shi Ling:!

Zhong Xian walked over to Shi Ling and confirmed that she had the red rope on her hand before looking at her with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect you to be such a good fighter, Shi Ling."

Shi Ling: "Ahem, it's a stress reaction. He scared me first."

She leaned over to Zhong Xian's ear and whispered, "Your senior brother's jokes are pretty scary."

She didn't expect that Zhang Wangzhou, who looked so upright and serious, would actually joke.

Zhong Xian smiled and turned to look at Zhang Wangzhou, "Brother, you scared Shi Ling. Hurry up and apologize to our little Shi Ling."

Shi Ling: "You are the kid."

Zhong Xian laughed and said, "You're calling us police uncles, aren't you just a kid?"

Zhang Wangzhou had already put away the handcuffs. Seeing only Wang Xian's ghost, he asked Shi Ling, "Where is his body?"

Shi Ling knocked on the supporting column next to him and said, "It's under the column."

Zhang Wangzhou's face darkened, "Hit the living stake..."