"Bang~!"
"Bang~!"
The two gunshots were fired several seconds apart. From this, it can be judged that the shooting speed was not fast.
But these two shots are extremely efficient.
In an instant, two very skilled professionals fell here.
"At this level, none of you can leave alive today."
Yang Jian glanced at the two corpses on the ground, and then pointed the gun at the third person; "So if you have any ability, use it as soon as possible, and don't hide it, otherwise this will be the fate of the rest of you. ."
At this moment, everyone else looked panicked.
From the current point of view, the ability displayed by Yang Jian is really weird.
Special weapons cannot cause any harm to him, and when he hits, there is no way to avoid it. Even if you hide under the table, you can't escape the consequences of the brain blossoming.
"Hallucination, what you see is all hallucination, don't be fooled, the person sitting in front of you is just a fake, the real him is hidden somewhere else." Suddenly, at this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang shouted in a deep voice, Remind everyone immediately.
It doesn't matter whether these people can take down Yang Jian.
Those who can deal with them are the best, and those who cannot deal with them can still complete their mission as cannon fodder and help themselves find out the details of Yang Jian.
this point is very important.
Hallucination
After receiving this news, Lei Hu suddenly took out a smoke bomb from his waist, immediately pulled the ring and threw it to the ground.
next moment.
A faint golden smoke filled the air.
"What is this? Can any kind person explain it to me?" Yang Jian, who was sitting next to the table, was a little unstable.
As if it was a sign of being affected, there was a feeling that it was about to disappear.
"It's just a special smoke bomb. It contains gold ingredients and is specially used to reveal those invisible ghosts. It is especially practical in such a small environment. No wonder those dozens of bullets hitting you before were nothing. None, it turns out it was an illusion we had, you are really troublesome." Lei Hu said coldly, looking around at the same time.
He didn't care about leaking information. It would be best if he could take this opportunity to determine Yang Jian's location.
"It turns out that this is a rare good piece of equipment that is not for sale online. I don't know how much it costs. It must be very expensive."
Yang Jian's voice came from another place, not in front of the table.
"There~!" Lei Hu shouted.
The other two people immediately took hand crossbows and shot two arrows.
"Beep! Beep!"
The sound of arrows hammering into the door panel was heard, and a figure stood there in the golden smoke, motionless, as if nailed.
"Whoosh, whoosh~!"
To be on the safe side, the two men shot several more arrows, and did not dare to approach cautiously until they were completely sure that the man had been crucified.
"be careful."
The two were extremely cautious and approached slowly with weapons in hand.
But when they got closer, they suddenly discovered that the person nailed to the door was not Yang Jian at all, but one of the club's bosses.
The boss had two arrows stuck in his head, killing him with one blow. There were also multiple wounds on his body that were penetrated by the arrows.
The death was very miserable.
"But you really think smoke bombs can reveal me? You ordinary people are all going crazy trying to make money. When did you have the idea that you can kill the ghost controller?" Yang Jian's figure appeared in front of them. Behind his back, there was another gun in his hand, which he had just picked up on the ground.
Two guns were pressed against the backs of the two men's heads.
The cold metal touch made their whole bodies tense and they broke into cold sweat.
"Yang, Yang Jian, we also use money to do things, so let us go. This time we admit defeat, and we will never go against you in the future." They raised their hands and begged for mercy.
"Okay." Yang Jian said.
The two couldn't help but feel happy.
Bang~!
Gunshots rang out and two bodies fell out.
"If I am not in the mood in this life, I will forgive you in the next life." Yang Jian said with a cold face.
Once you enter the ghost realm, no one here can leave.
His current ghost realm can easily cover the entire conference hall. From the moment he walked in, these people had already entered their own ghost realm.
It's ridiculous, no one has noticed it until now.
It has to be said that this ability is indeed unsolvable.
"Then the next one." Yang Jian looked for other targets.
See this scene.
Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't sit still anymore.
If this continues, they will all be killed by Yang Jian. His ability is too overwhelming for ordinary people. In the eyes of ordinary people, he can play with everyone just by relying on this illusion.
Let alone dealing with him, even surviving from Yang Jian's hands is a huge problem.
"Sure enough, to deal with the ghost master, you have to go to the ghost master." Wang Xiaoqiang walked into the smoke with a cold face and went straight to the location where the gunfire sounded.
As he walked, he took off his valuable suit and his shirt at the same time.
Wang Xiaoqiang is shirtless,
What kind of body is that? Green and black flesh, old skin covered with corpse spots, and pale skin without a trace of blood.
Three or four different parts of the human body were forcibly sewn together with gold threads.
And although the sutured wounds were tight, they never healed. It was like the bodies of different creatures were pieced together, making it impossible to heal.
Ordinary people like this would have been dead long ago.
But Wang Xiaoqiang is not dead. On the contrary, he is still alive and well, and there is no sign of the evil ghost reviving.
Strictly speaking, he is not a ghost controller in the true sense and has not controlled a powerful ghost.
He is a product of the laboratory, a man-made existence, and all of this is thanks to his biological eldest brother, Wang Xiaoming.
That is the internationally renowned Professor Bruce Pi.
Just when Wang Xiaoqiang was walking towards Yang Jian.
Yang Jian, who was in the ghost realm, felt strangely that his ghost realm was shrinking, as if it was being forcibly suppressed by something, and the scope of influence could not be expanded.
"Um?"
Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoqiang.
"I don't care what abilities you have, but now that I have taken action, although I may not be able to kill you, I can detain you without any problem." Wang Xiaoming said with a cold face.
"Bata~!"
While walking, a piece of ferocious flesh and blood fell from his body to the ground.
Keep walking.
Another piece of flesh and blood fell from Wang Xiaoming's body.
The golden stitches collapsed, and a large piece of his body was missing, which looked weird and terrifying.
And just when the flesh and blood on his body fell to the ground.
In the golden smoke that had not yet dispersed, a vague humanoid outline suddenly appeared.
This man picked up the flesh and blood on the ground, and then slowly followed behind Wang Xiaoqiang.
Obviously.
There is absolutely no way that the person following him at this moment is a human being.
But a ghost.
A real ghost.