"What does Wang Xiaoming mean by this? Is he trying to confirm the existence of the human skin paper that I have through this supernatural event? Or could it be that he really can't think of any solution and wants me to rely on the human skin paper to save myself? Or is he intentionally reminding me at this time not to forget about the human skin paper..."
Yang Jian put down the satellite positioning mobile phone in his hand.
His expression shifted slightly, feeling that Wang Xiaoming was scheming against him.
Because if it was confirmed that he had human skin paper on him, Wang Xiaoming might have other plans in store.
Despite his appearance as a professor-researcher, he was quite cunning.
To further his so-called research and to solve the situation of ghoul resurrection, he wouldn't hesitate to shoot and kill even his own people.
His coldness and cruelty were in no way inferior to a ghost charmer; he definitely wasn't one of those kindly, friendly good Samaritans.
