650, there is none more sinister than Du Wei

The car was speeding down the highway.

Tom was driving, with Father Tony, his face pale and still reeling from the shock, sitting in the passenger seat.

A dark skull rested on the back seat.

Ten minutes earlier.

The two had received the skull from a group whose nature, whether human or ghost, was unclear, and then they had made a quick getaway.

It was late at night.

As scary as it could get.

They were both terrified.

Now, they just wanted to escape from the damned place of the Voodoo Cult.

Hurry back to New York.

Father Tony wiped his pants and said, "Tom, think carefully, the Voodoo Cult has people in New York too, and now that the Voodoo Cult is done for, we're just going back like this, your old lover Emily is definitely going to come looking for trouble."

Old lover Emily was the person in charge of the Voodoo Cult in New York.

At the same time, she was the first high-ranking member of the Voodoo Cult that Tom had conquered.