Chapter 150 The Council of the Dead and The Hunt for the Fish-man

At midnight, the atmosphere in the villa gradually became quiet.

Occasionally, a breeze blew over the treetop, making a slight rustling sound, quiet and serene.

The moon's shadow is heavy, the public also in succession sleep, the breath gradually became light to get up.

On the top of the attic, a figure like a gauze flashed faintly. Those figures floated on the floor like ghosts, which were quite strange.

"Are you all here?"

In the attic, a large gray shadow floated in the air, and a faint and majestic voice came out.

In the darkness, there was only a dying candle, and the atmosphere was quite strange.

With a closer look, although the shadow had a human face, the lower part of its body gradually became transparent, like a soul.

Obviously, they were the ghosts in this villa!

A leading killer nodded his head and replied in a hoarse voice, "Everyone is here." "Well, I have one thing to tell you. Now I officially cancel the previous attack plan." The leader said slightly.